"Chairman Chen, that old thing Shen Zengzhi is seeking death and life; why are you going to see him? With that time, wouldn't it be better to go inspect the 105th Division with me? Yuan Shikai claims he wants to complete Cixi's unfulfilled command and is shouting about exterminating our People's Party. Everyone in the army wants to see you." Yang Baogui, commander of the 105th Division, advised with a smile. He ran over early in the morning on September 9 to invite Chen Ke to inspect the troops, but caught Chen Ke going to visit Shen Zengzhi. The members who participated in writing the "Book that Killed Cixi" were all influential figures recently. After Shen Zengzhi received the news of Cixi's death on September 7, he first set up an incense table and wailed loudly to offer sacrifices, and then began to "act crazy and play dumb". After getting this internal news, Yang Baogui's goodwill towards Shen Zengzhi immediately took a 180-degree turn.

"Commander Yang, it is inappropriate to use 'old thing' to address Mr. Shen Zengzhi," Chen Ke corrected.

"Yes, yes. Mr. Shen has worked hard; just let him rest for a while. The soldiers in our unit talk about you, Chairman Chen, as if talking about an immortal. No matter what the political commissars say, it's no use. It's inappropriate for you not to go see the soldiers." Yang Baogui grinned. Mentioning the changes in the last two days, Yang Baogui was so happy he forgot himself. Yang Baogui had long been fully mentally prepared for the arduousness of fighting the Beiyang Army. The troops had put in hard work during the training for more than a month. He never expected that Chairman Chen wrote a book, and Cixi died after reading it. Even if he wasn't very clear about the organizational structure of the Manchu Qing, Yang Baogui knew that the retreat of the Beiyang Army was only a matter of time.

"I have already planned to see Mr. Shen today, and I haven't prepared to go to the unit to inspect the troops. Let's talk about going to the unit later." Chen Ke really wasn't clear what to do in the unit right now. The political commissars had long done sufficient explanation work; Chen Ke didn't know magic arts, nor was he an evil Daoist; Cixi died completely of natural causes. But the simple and honest soldiers didn't think so. Except for storytellers telling such things, where had everyone seen such a divine person? Not only the soldiers, but even many cadres were very suspicious whether Chen Ke had some "Daoist attainment". The more it was this time, the less Chen Ke dared to act rashly.

"Then how about this, I'll accompany Chairman Chen to see Mr. Shen, but Chairman Chen, you must go to hold a meeting for the political commissars and cadres of the unit. Now it's spread like crazy in the unit. Something will happen if you don't show your face again." Yang Baogui said relentlessly. He had no choice either; the political commissars and cadres in the unit firmly requested to see Chen Ke. As the division commander, Yang Baogui couldn't forcibly suppress this passion either.

"Okay. Let's do it this way," Chen Ke replied.

Shen Zengzhi lived in the Normal College. As soon as Chen Ke and Yang Baogui walked into the gate of the Normal College, it immediately caused a sensation. The students up to now were still mainly female students "captured" from Anqing. These children had all seen Chen Ke many times. The matter of the "Book that Killed Cixi" had also spread like crazy among the girls, and Mr. Shen Zengzhi's wailing like he lost his parents these few days made the female students who didn't know the inside story have all kinds of guesses. As soon as they saw the protagonist of the event, Chairman Chen Ke, appear, the students immediately began to inform each other. Before Chen Ke and the others had walked halfway through the school, a large crowd of people stood at the entrances of various teaching buildings, windows, and all kinds of open spaces where they could see Chen Ke without being noticed. Everyone whispered to each other and pointed. Even Chen Ke, who had commanded a great battle of tens of thousands of people, felt uncomfortable all over. The 105th Division Commander Yang Baogui had even less experience of being gazed at by hundreds of girls at the same time. Following behind Chen Ke, he giggled while twisting and turning uneasily, almost forgetting how to walk.

Shen Zengzhi was indeed somewhat crazy as reported. Before entering Shen Zengzhi's large dormitory room, they heard Shen Zengzhi shouting, "Feng Xu, you harmed me miserably!"

Chen Ke hurriedly walked into the door quickly, only to see Feng Xu standing opposite Shen Zengzhi with a gloomy face. Shen Zengzhi seemed to have suffered inner torture these few days; his hair wasn't combed, his face wasn't washed, and he appeared much older. Only in his red eyes was there a strange light.

"Mr. Shen, I heard your health isn't very good; I came to see you." Chen Ke said hurriedly.

Seeing Chen Ke, Shen Zengzhi's eyes almost spurted fire. "Chairman Chen Ke, when you asked me to help write things, you didn't say what you wanted to write was a death warrant! You took the draft I wrote and changed and added to it recklessly! You, you pitted me to death!"

"Mr. Shen, don't get excited." Chen Ke explained hurriedly, "Cixi read that thing, correct. If she died right after reading it, you could still say this thing might have had a major impact on Cixi's life. But Cixi obviously died several days after reading it, so the connection between the two is very limited."

"Connection limited?!" Shen Zengzhi was almost driven mad by these words. He tremblingly picked up a printed pamphlet, "Here it writes first establishing a young monarch in the name of the Emperor. Then the Emperor and the Empress Dowager pass away on the same day. The Emperor passes away first in the morning, the Empress Dowager passes away later at night. Things happened exactly like this; what else do you have to say?"

Yang Baogui was extremely dissatisfied with Shen Zengzhi's attitude. He stepped forward, "This thing happened, which shows Cixi prepared exactly like this. What does it have to do with Chairman Chen?"

"This is obviously sowing discord between mother and son! How could I be confused for a moment and participate in this matter?" Shen Zengzhi was extremely annoyed, and his speech was already somewhat illogical.

Feng Xu had remained silent originally. Seeing Shen Zengzhi losing his composure so much, he couldn't help advising, "Brother Shen, I know you feel uneasy inside. No matter how wise the Empress Dowager looked before, this thing happened. Why do you have to self-righteously take the matter onto yourself?"

After all, being people in officialdom, Feng Xu could better understand the pain in Shen Zengzhi's heart. Shen Zengzhi was originally going to be an Education Commissioner. The Manchu Qing boasted about "filial piety and fraternal duty" themselves, but as a result, the matter of mother and son killing each other happened nakedly. How could Shen Zengzhi, who adhered to the Qing court's cultural propaganda work, accept such a fact? Not to mention Shen Zengzhi had put great effort into the editing work of this "Book that Killed Cixi".

When Chen Ke gathered Yan Fu, Shen Zengzhi, and Feng Xu, he only said he wanted to write a book "This Life of Cixi". Shen Zengzhi, following Confucius's principle of "concealing faults for the honorable", beautified Cixi quite a bit in it. Chen Ke compiled this classical Chinese into modern Chinese, and Shen Zengzhi specially scrutinized the text many times to ensure there was no malicious distortion of Cixi. At that time, Shen Zengzhi even praised Chen Ke for writing things "impartially, peacefully, and uprightly."

Hearing that Guangxu and Cixi both died, the surprised Shen Zengzhi just set up an incense table to offer sacrifices. As a result, hearing a guy with a loose mouth next to him say Cixi died after reading the book, the shocked Shen Zengzhi immediately demanded the formal manuscript from Yan Fu. After reading the manuscript, Shen Zengzhi was silent at first, and then collapsed.

"If not for someone sowing discord inside, how could such a matter violating human relations happen!" Shen Zengzhi finally spoke his mind.

Chen Ke advised, "Mr. Shen, we and the Qing court are irreconcilable. You know it, Cixi also knew it. Even if we sowed discord, normally Cixi should have acted against our statement. Since facts proved our prediction was correct, that means Cixi had made such preparations long ago. Whether you can accept it or not, this is the fact!"

Shen Zengzhi seemed to have calmed down mentally after hearing this. He was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said in a tone of grief and indignation: "Chairman Chen Ke, you are extremely intelligent, deeply scheming, and your methods are ruthless. I should have praised you as a hero. But encountering such a tragedy of human relations, you didn't stop it, which would be one thing, but you even added fuel to the flames and exploited it to the utmost. Where is your humanity! Confucius said, 'Did the initiator of this have no posterity?' You will definitely have retribution."

"Bullshit!" Yang Baogui couldn't listen anymore. Hearing Shen Zengzhi curse Chen Ke so viciously, the young division commander of the Workers' and Peasants' Revolutionary Army, in a rage, waved his fist wanting to go up and beat this old thief Shen Zengzhi soundly.

Chen Ke stopped Yang Baogui with one hand and shouted sternly, "Commander Yang, what do you want to do!"

Shen Zengzhi didn't care at all whether he would be beaten at this time. He stood straight. This old man emitted a strange aura, as if he were a ghost who had seen hell. Shen Zengzhi opened his mouth and said, "Chairman Chen, you say revolution is to save the common people. Since the People's Party's actions are done this way, I naturally can't slander the People's Party either. The Manchu Qing acting against the tide and violating human relations like this, what will be the result? The Empress Dowager can establish a young monarch, but once this is done, who sincerely sees that young monarch as the Emperor? Do you know why this is? Because there is a word 'Reason' (Li) above you and me. Once morality and justice are exhausted, the fate is exhausted. This is something no one can save. Even if the shameless princes and ministers in the court whitewash it however they want, the Manchu Qing is finished. No matter how the Manchu Qing acts against the tide, this isn't an excuse for you, Chairman Chen, to promote this tragedy of human relations under the guise of revolution. What is the difference between what you do and the Manchu Qing's perverse acts?"

These words sounded somewhat reasonable at first hearing, but Chen Ke felt something was wrong with them no matter what. He thought about it with a bitter smile before understanding, "Mr. Shen, if the broom doesn't reach, the dust won't run away by itself. If not for us People's Party fighting here, when would the Manchu Qing fall? We have no reason to be responsible for this matter."

"You shouldn't be responsible, but it doesn't mean you should use this matter for profit! You are accomplices!" Shen Zengzhi said angrily.

"What accomplices!" Yang Baogui immediately retorted, "You are obviously reversing cause and effect. Originally, Chairman Chen wrote this thing, and Cixi should have restrained her bad thoughts after seeing it. Not only did she not restrain, but she did it flagrantly instead. That shows she was determined to do so. If not for our People's Party exposing it in advance, how long would it take for this matter to be known? If not for our People's Party, Mr. Shen, you would be kowtowing three times and nine times to that little brat who became the new emperor willingly, shouting long live. Where would it be your turn to pretend to be a moralist here?!"

Shen Zengzhi was choked into silence by Yang Baogui's words and couldn't say anything else for a while. Seeing his coming had no effect, Chen Ke said, "Mr. Shen, no matter what you think, things have happened. Look on the bright side, look on the bright side. I'll leave first. Take care of yourself."

Taking Yang Baogui and leaving Shen Zengzhi's large dormitory, Feng Xu also followed out. As the three continued to walk towards the gate under the gaze of hundreds of people and thousands of eyes on the playground, Feng Xu whispered as if no one was around: "Chairman Chen, someone will definitely make an issue of this matter."

"Why care about them!" Yang Baogui held a bellyful of fire and couldn't help venting to Feng Xu, "Chairman Chen did nothing wrong; let those bastards bark themselves."

Being choked by Yang Baogui, Feng Xu smiled bitterly, "Haha. What this comrade said also has some reason. But... truly didn't expect things to turn out like this."

Chen Ke laughed, "The Manchu Qing is just such a thing; nothing strange. Yongzheng was an honest emperor; this bro was attacked badly before he died. He couldn't help writing a book 'Record of Awakening from Delusion of Great Righteousness' (Da Yi Jue Mi Lu) to defend himself. People said Yongzheng poisoned his father. Yongzheng explained that the day before he sent medicine to his father Kangxi, and the next day his father didn't make it. This bro was too honest; reading it makes people feel compelled to sympathize. As a result, after Qianlong came to power, he immediately confiscated and destroyed the 'Record of Awakening from Delusion of Great Righteousness' and executed Zeng Jing and others who wrote the book by lingchi (slow slicing). We only distributed a few copies of 'This Life of Cixi'? It's just that the Manchu Qing can't deal with our People's Party, so this case can be known to people."

Although the analogy was a bit nondescript, and Feng Xu didn't know much about "Da Yi Jue Mi Lu", Feng Xu could understand the general meaning. It's just that hearing Chen Ke call Yongzheng from more than a hundred years ago "bro" made Feng Xu frown. "Chairman Chen, no matter what kind of case this is, I'm afraid there won't be a day when the truth really comes out. But we have to deal with Yuan Shikai; you absolutely must not be impolite in your address."

Chen Ke was stunned first, then couldn't help laughing, "Thanks, thanks. What Mr. Feng says is true."

Seeing Chen Ke answer very casually, Feng Xu really didn't hold any illusion about whether Chen Ke could "thoroughly reform his past faults". But this was originally just a trivial matter. Feng Xu continued to ask, "What views does Chairman Chen have on the development of future events?" No matter how casual Chen Ke was, Feng Xu would absolutely not despise Chen Ke's judgment on the situation.

"Now it depends on whether the conservative faction overwhelms the reformist faction in the Qing court, or the reformist faction overwhelms the conservative faction. But no matter who overwhelms whom, the Qing court won't last long. The difference only lies in how it dies." Speaking of this, Chen Ke suddenly realized something. He looked at Feng Xu with surprise and joy and said, "Could it be that Mr. Feng is willing to go as an envoy to Yuan Shikai?"

"If Chairman Chen orders, I am naturally willing to make the trip." Feng Xu answered frankly.

Chen Ke said joyfully, "That would be great. I will discuss this matter at the Party Committee meeting. If passed at the Party Committee meeting, someone will talk to Mr. Feng."

For external negotiations, the personnel sent were crucial. Feng Xu and Yuan Shikai presumably had more common language. Chen Ke would absolutely not send Yan Fu to negotiate; in case Yuan Shikai harmed Yan Fu, the People's Party couldn't afford such a loss.

Separating at the gate of the Normal School, Yang Baogui insisted that Chen Ke go to the unit with him now. Having seen Shen Zengzhi's performance, Chen Ke felt it was very necessary to communicate with the comrades in the unit. He himself never expected that copy of "This Life of Cixi" to have such an effect. Actually, Chen Ke thought this book would only take effect after Cixi died. Everything is a unity of opposites; if this book could play the role of "forcing Cixi to death", then Chen Ke had to bear the reputation of a "shaman". This was very unfavorable to revolutionary work. If this disadvantage couldn't be resolved as soon as possible, the side effects would be too great. The People's Party was a revolutionary organization that stressed science and democracy; if the person in charge of the organization was regarded as a "charlatan", the trouble would be too big.

The unit station was not far from the school. Because the 105th Division was newly built, it was still maintaining the step of large-scale concentrated training. As soon as the officers and soldiers in training saw Chen Ke appear, the comrades immediately swarmed over.

"Chairman Chen!" "Chairman Chen!" Amidst enthusiastic greetings, comrades in the back couldn't help shouting loudly: "Chairman Chen, tell us what exactly happened!" "Can you predict the future?"

Hearing such nonsense, Yang Baogui shouted loudly, "What predict the future! How many times have I said, we don't talk about this feudal superstition!"

Under the persuasion of commanders and political commissars, the soldiers finally went back to continue military training with difficulty. It was just that everyone's eyes were fixed on Chen Ke.

"Chairman Chen, do you think it's okay not to hold a meeting?" Yang Baogui said hurriedly.

"The problem is I really haven't thought about what to say. Some things the Party Committee hasn't decided, and I can't talk nonsense either. And I see Commander Yang, you guys did a good job in opposing feudal superstition." Chen Ke was really quite embarrassed about the content of the conversation.

"Then you have to give a reasonable explanation." Yang Baogui himself had no way to make comrades sincerely believe the explanation against feudal superstition.

"Reasonable explanation. The reasonable explanation is that the troops are very likely to set off for Hubei in the near future. Hubei has flooded; we are going to provide disaster relief. During disaster relief, I'm afraid there won't be fighting. After the disaster relief, the area north of the Yangtze River in Hubei will definitely fall into our hands. Commander Yang, I don't need to emphasize the significance of Hanyang steel again, right?"

Yang Baogui's eyes lit up, "If we can get Hanyang steel, the rifles of our unit can be fully equipped."

Chen Ke replied, "Yes, now it depends on how far we can negotiate with Yuan Shikai. If Yuan Shikai can obediently return to Beijing to seize power, we will have half a year to a year. When Yuan Shikai finishes seizing power, Hubei will also be pacified. With Anhui and Hubei, there will be sufficient strategic room for maneuver. At that time, we can concentrate on grassroots work. In the final analysis, the grassroots of our Party is still too weak, too weak."

"Cadres are never enough at any time." Yang Baogui nodded heavily, "Chairman Chen, what you said at the Military Commission meeting was good; it's still that the labor is not enough. First, not fearing hardship; second, not fearing death. Dying is easy, being able to endure hardship is hard."

Hearing that Chairman Chen wanted to hold a general meeting, the political commissars and cadres of the 105th Division immediately rushed to the assembly point hurriedly. Seeing Chen Ke, the political commissars swarmed up immediately, "Chairman Chen, you can't just hold a meeting for us; our persuasiveness is not enough. This matter has become too big."

"Yes, if holding a meeting, hold a general meeting, meeting regiment by regiment."

"This matter isn't an organizational resolution transmission; I feel this matter concerns you personally, Chairman Chen, more."

Chen Ke was very surprised; the quality of the political commissars was truly jaw-dropping. Analyzing things actually didn't need so many magical modes. The most basic was just "having a beginning and an end", "determining who is the responsible person, who is responsible for whose responsibility". This was the training content of Chen Ke himself in the Party School. The requests raised by the political commissars now showed they had mastered the basic key points. As long as the entry point and key points were not wrong, the work wouldn't go wrong. At least it wouldn't create things like confusing one thing for another, or acting in a way that defeats one's purpose.

It seemed He Zudao's political commissar work was done very well. Chen Ke thought.

Thinking was one thing, but Chen Ke shouted to the excited comrades: "Comrades, things happened suddenly, and I wasn't prepared for what to say either. I'll hold a meeting for everyone first; everyone listen to whether my explanation makes sense. Comrades check it for me, how about it?"

"Good!" Everyone answered with a boom.

Standing in front of the dense formation of about a thousand people, Chen Ke shouted loudly: "This time Cixi died suddenly. According to the analytical method we require comrades to master, this matter has its inevitability and contingency."

"Cixi was 74 years old this year. It's rare for people to live to seventy since ancient times; the King of Hell doesn't summon one who goes by himself (meaning she was old enough to die naturally). She didn't have many days left to live originally; this is one of the inevitabilities."

A burst of sighs came faintly from the crowd. If it were 2008, a lifespan of 74 years wasn't anything strange; ordinary people could expect themselves to live to that day. In 1908, living to 60 was a very magical thing, especially in poverty-stricken Anhui, where ordinary people could only live to over 40. Cixi's lifespan of 74 indeed surprised everyone.

"We are all young, yet after intense exercise, this heart still thumps wildly. Sometimes when the amount of exercise is too large, we young comrades will also faint. After Cixi read the book, her mood was agitated; a 74-year-old lady is even more prone to accidents. These are inevitabilities. Inevitability based on actual physical condition."

After shouting these, Chen Ke looked at the comrades. There were expressions of understanding on everyone's faces. This reassured Chen Ke a lot.

"Then next is contingency. Everyone has been on the battlefield. Getting shot in the head leads to death, getting shot in the chest leads to death, getting shot in the arm or thigh can also lead to death. Exactly how Cixi died, we can't determine which accidental factor caused the death before an autopsy. If we really want to determine the factor of death, wait until we conquer Beijing, dig Cixi out for an autopsy, and we will know where the cause lies."

This statement made some comrades grin and smile bitterly. The People's Party didn't cover up the problem of autopsies existing in the Base Area. In fact, Chen Ke hoped the very good method of autopsy could be promoted in China. Although thinking that he would be cut and sawed after death made Chen Ke feel very uncomfortable too. But since it was correct, there was no reason to refuse.

"What I just said was existence on the physiological level. Next, I want to talk about the problem of Cixi's death from a social perspective. Some people might think Cixi's death is the credit of our book-writing group. I want to say, this view is wrong. The real credit doesn't lie with me, but lies with the comrades, lies with the soldiers of our vast troops, lies with our millions of party members and cadres. If there were only the few of us writing the book, do you think Cixi would take the few of us seriously? Precisely because there are millions of comrades supporting us behind, millions of comrades fighting one victorious battle after another, Cixi cared so much about our book. If just a few random people among the populace wrote a book, would Cixi read it? She wouldn't read it at all. If there is any credit in this matter, that credit is also shared by everyone, not possessed by the few of us."

This kind of collectivist propaganda sounded very good to the comrades. Although Chen Ke had to take a large part of the credit, comrades also agreed with the collective power Chen Ke spoke of. And the credit occupied by the collective power in this matter also diluted the feeling of Chen Ke being a "charlatan" a lot. The matter of "writing a book to kill Cixi", which originally looked extremely mysterious, suddenly appeared very normal now. Understanding smiles had appeared on comrades' faces.

"Comrades, we won't hide this book either; soon this book will also be distributed to the troops. Everyone can take a look; the content everyone sees is the same as the content Cixi saw. Everyone can see that this book has nothing remarkable. If there is anything different, it is that this book is a book only our People's Party, our revolutionary army could write. There is only one key point adhered to in this book, and that is telling the truth."

Hearing this, a real sensation appeared in the comrades' array for the first time. Quite a few comrades hadn't read this book, so they thought there was a lot of magical content written in this book. Unexpectedly, Chairman Chen Ke, whom everyone respected very much, actually told everyone that only "truth" was written in this book.

Comrades could no longer remain quiet; immediately a comrade shouted loudly: "Chairman Chen, can telling the truth curse someone to death?"

"To be accurate, not cursed to death. Scared to death," Chen Ke answered loudly.

"Buzz!" A roar erupted from the queue of comrades. This inconceivable answer exceeded almost everyone's imagination.

"Comrades, would our People's Party's policies be afraid of the people knowing? We are only afraid the people don't know, especially afraid the people can't understand correctly after knowing. Because we are an alliance of laborers; everyone gathered together because working together is more efficient and working together can get a better life. Telling lies brings a hundred harms and no benefit to us, to the revolutionary cause."

This truth, which was like nonsense, was a bit confusing. The comrades' emotions, which had already become excited, suddenly lost their resonance point; everyone looked at Chen Ke in astonishment.

"The Manchu Qing is different. The foundation of the Manchu Qing's existence is lies and deception. The true foundation of this system's existence is exploitation and oppression. If they told the truth, the common people wouldn't approve of this system. So the Manchu Qing made up all kinds of lies to deceive the people, what Son of Heaven, what Mandate of Heaven. These are all lies. In the final analysis, the Manchu Qing wants everyone to think that the Manchu Qing rulers and their running dogs ruling and exploiting us common people is correct and unchangeable. This is a lie; this is deceiving people."

Chen Ke suddenly felt extremely happy in his heart. After accumulating for so long, the Base Area could finally use reality to counterattack the lies of the exploiting class. Chen Ke raised his left fist high, and the comrades' emotions became equally excited.

"Comrades, in our Base Area, this lie has already been punctured. No emperor, no exploiters, only an equal alliance of laborers. Aren't we living just fine now! Not only are our days much better than before, but they will also get better day by day. Why is this? Because in the past, the fruits of our labor were taken away by the exploiting class and their running dogs; our blood and sweat were eaten and drunk clean by these people. Not only did they want to eat, but they also wanted to explain that their eating was reasonable. Now the Base Area is telling these people: Exploiters get out, we want to live better, we can live better."

After saying this, Chen Ke waved his arm raised high in the air down forcefully, as if to split the air in half at once. As if responding to Chen Ke's movement, the comrades also couldn't help waving their arms and roaring.

"Right!" "Good!" "Exploiters get out!" "Emperor get out!" "Running dogs go to die!"

Chen Ke raised his arm high again, then pressed down. The wave of sound immediately subsided temporarily, but that wasn't silence; that was the stillness before a bigger explosion. Every party member and cadre stared at Chen Ke with shining eyes, staring at their leader. Waiting for a bigger thunderclap.

"A lie is a lie; saying it a thousand times won't turn it into the truth. Exploiters taking our grain is true. Exploiters taking our money is true. Exploiters using this grain and money on their own debauchery is still true. So they are afraid of hearing the truth; they are afraid of the people seeing the facts. Because if the people know the facts, they will definitely knock them to the ground. Our Base Area has already risen up and knocked down the exploiters; we have already let the whole of China see the reality that the people's revolution makes people's lives better. As a representative of the exploiters, what Cixi feared most was seeing the facts and hearing the truth. When that pamphlet wrote the truth and told the truth. She was scared by the comrades' revolution! She was scared to death by the comrades' revolution!"

"Oh!!!" Cheering like a mountain tsunami sounded again. Chen Ke's explanation not only gained the comrades' approval but even more gained the comrades' support. That was an indescribable cheering sound mixed with collectivist confidence, looking down on the enemy from a commanding height, and all kinds of excitement, confidence, and passion.

"Long live the revolution!" "Long live Chairman Chen!" The comrades' cheering resounded through the sky above the meeting place.

The newly enlisted soldiers weren't qualified to attend this meeting; they could only stand not far away watching and listening. Because of the distance, perhaps they could see Chen Ke's impassioned gestures and movements, but they couldn't hear the specific content. All new soldiers were anxious, wishing they could rush into the meeting place to hear what exactly that god-like Chairman Chen Ke said. They once had such an urgent impulse; that was when joining the army, to get rid of hunger, to protect the land distributed to the family in the revolution, to let the family join the cooperative that got many new farm tools. The young people joined the revolutionary ranks without turning back. For a better life, the young and simple soldiers followed the ranks to distant places they had never reached before without turning back.

Now seeing that impassioned scene in the distance, the young soldiers' mood became urgent again. They wanted to hear what Chairman Chen Ke said; more bluntly, they wanted to get closer to the center point of the People's Party's mysterious power. This was an impulse difficult to explain, but everyone instinctively thought that by getting one step closer to that center point, they could possess more power.

The cheers of the political commissars and cadres suddenly paused for a moment. The young soldiers felt quite surprised by this change. But a moment later, loud singing erupted from the queue of political commissars and cadres. That was a song everyone had heard but hadn't learned yet.

"Arise, ye prisoners of starvation! Arise, ye wretched of the earth! For justice thunders condemnation, a better world's in birth! No more tradition's chains shall bind us, arise, ye slaves, no more in thrall! The earth shall rise on new foundations, we have been naught, we shall be all! ..."

Because they hadn't completely learned Mandarin yet, plus the dialects of various places differed quite a bit, although the young soldiers could understand a few words, they still couldn't understand the meaning of this song. Even so, the vigorous and sincere tune still touched the hearts of these young people. They held their breath and focused their attention on the singing coming into their ears. Such concentration took effect; in the second round of lyrics, the young comrades understood a bit more.

"There has never been any savior, nor do we rely on immortals or emperors! To create human happiness, we rely entirely on ourselves! We want to take back the fruits of labor, let thoughts break through the cage! Quickly burn that furnace fire red hot, only striking while the iron is hot will we succeed! This is the final struggle, unite until tomorrow, the Internationale shall be the human race! This is the final struggle, unite until tomorrow, the Internationale shall be the human race!"