Chapter 0001: Cold Chess

Looking at the distant figure of Luo Yao, Old Wu couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Surviving the massacre was already a significant achievement, and as for becoming what he is now, that was not what he desired either

If it were not for having taken a shortcut, he would be just like the refugees and beggars on the street, struggling to even find food, let alone daring to entertain any other thoughts

Such occurrences are not uncommon

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Thank you, Old Wu, I knew you were the best to me. Luo Yao chuckled, took the wine and cigarettes, and walked outside, saying, "I'll owe you this for now, I'll pay you back when I get my salary. Also, a nest of little ones just hatched under the southeast cabinet."

A small fragment of memory has been extracted from the depths of my mind, isn't the predecessor of the Military Unification Bureau precisely this Military Committee's Investigation and Statistics Bureau, Second Division?

"Old Wu, do you think I can get into this special training class?" Luo Yao asked, a question he had actually contemplated for a long time, but only now dared to voice.

The little rascal, it's so cheesy...

On December 13, 1937, the Japanese army occupied Nanjing, subsequently committing inhumane and genocidal massacres. Innocent civilians and disarmed soldiers were herded like livestock to the riverbank, where machine guns were set up, and bullets rained down like a torrential storm.

How did this kid, Luo Yao, find out?

The so-called "special training" is well understood by anyone with a modicum of intelligence; the risks involved are substantial, and one might very well be sacrificed as "cannon fodder".

"Luo Yao, are you having nightmares again?" A charming voice came from behind.

Therefore, Luo Yao cannot take the initiative; instead, being unconventional may attract criticism and suspicion

After Luo Yao arrived, it was truly considered that there was someone capable of working. Once he got started, he thoroughly understood the entire situation of the Xiakou Police Station.

No. 124, Hualou Street · Wuji Mountain Goods

The voice was a bit sweet, and Luo Yao didn't need to turn around to know who was speaking. He hurriedly lowered his head and explained, "Sister Liu, it's nothing, I'm used to it."

In the endless darkness, Luo Yao saw a glimmer of light

This special training class is likely the renowned Lin Training Class in the history of the Military Bureau.

Military Adjustment Second Division?" Luo Yao nodded his head

The opportunity to engage in combat with the Japanese invaders

The training class is scheduled to commence after the New Year, and is currently still in the preparatory stage

Liu Yumei, Deputy Director of the Statistics Office of the Jiangcheng Police Headquarters, around thirty years old, is nicknamed "One Blossom." In the entire police station, the number of men who have thoughts about her could line up from the entrance to the building. Yet he, at present, is merely a lowly statistical clerk in the Statistics Office of the Jiangcheng Police Headquarters.

A small civil servant, working from 9 AM to 5 PM, with a very stable job

Revenge is not merely an act of brute strength

"Here it comes." Upon seeing a figure enter, the boss, Wu Zhichao, quickly raised his head and walked out from behind the counter, greeting softly.

Hatred devours his heart like a virus, tormenting him to the point where he can hardly breathe. Each time he awakens from a nightmare, his limbs are cold, feeling as if he is crawling out of a bottomless abyss of darkness

"Drink less, last time I brought you two bottles, and just a few days later they are gone with the * book * ." Old Wu expressed his concern, "By the way, regarding the internal notice issued by the police station that you mentioned last time about pulling some people from the police station to participate in special training, the organization has learned some information from other channels. This special training is related to the Military Coordination Second Division. In addition to having a relatively high standard, the requirements for recruiting trainees are also quite strict"

One day, he suddenly understood that it represented the future

Crawling up from a pile of corpses, tormented again by nightmares, the only way to numb the pain and fall asleep is through alcohol; how can outsiders possibly understand such suffering

Underneath the southeast cabinet, there is a nest of little ones? Old Wu hurried over, moved the cabinet leg, and in an instant, the smile on his face froze; a mother rat had given birth to a litter of pups

In the statistics office, there are four individuals. The director, Huang Xuning, essentially acts as a hands-off manager, focusing solely on those above him. There is also an old Liu, who, apart from drinking tea and reading the newspaper at work, does nothing else and takes advantage of his seniority.

Another soul in his mind told him that the training class is actually not difficult to enter; what is difficult is that you have no connections. Moreover, this special training class is still just an unnamed and unfocused makeshift group.

Slaughter, blood, and boundless fear; as soon as I close my eyes, my mind is filled with the grinning faces of the Japanese soldiers, brandishing bloodied bayonets, and the whistling bullets of evil, striking the bodies, leaving behind gaping wounds one after another

Luo Yao also has another identity, that of a member of the underground Communist Party, having joined before the full outbreak of the War of Resistance. He originally worked in the financial department in Nanjing

"You little rascal, you..." Liu Yumei's cheeks instantly flushed red. This brat was clearly having a nightmare, yet he could hear himself 'farting,' and it was obviously very light.

Awakening at dawn and dusk, my back is often soaked with sweat

Gasping for breath, Luo Yao woke up from his afternoon nap, his eyes bloodshot and his gaze resembling that of a hungry wolf ready to pounce, glinting with a cold light that sent shivers down one's spine at first glance

But will the nightmare end

He vaguely remembers that there was a recruitment of exiled students in Zhengzhou, and a group of students was later sent to a training class. However, the problem is that leaving now will not allow them to escape scrutiny in the future

He crawled out from a pile of corpses, and reality is even more terrifying than dreams

A solution must be devised

There is great terror between reality

In the mind, two souls are at war, both of which are oneself, akin to split personalities. Within two distinctly different memories, one perceives a bizarre and fantastical world, where the people and objects, along with that humiliating history, are in complete alignment with the world one inhabits, inseparably intertwined.

He wanted to go to the front line, but the organization did not agree, so he could only seek an alternative path, and this "temporary training class" was one of his opportunities

"Don't joke around, how did you get in?" Old Wu shook his head and said, "The spots in this special training class require recommendations and guarantees. You've only been on the job for a few days, who would vouch for you?"

"Alright, I will ask for you, but I cannot guarantee that they will agree," Old Wu said, noting that Luo Yao's conditions were completely acceptable. If he could really get in, it would indeed be a clever move.

Having experienced numerous nightmares, my hearing has also become problematic, as I constantly hear things I should not be hearing

Thank you, Sister Liu, for your concern. I am much better than before and do not need to see a doctor. " Luo Yao leaned back slightly, calming his emotions, and smiled gratefully at Liu Yumei. He truly found it hard to cope with Liu Yumei's enthusiasm.

"Um, bring me two bottles of wine and a pack of cigarettes," Luo Yao said in a somewhat hoarse voice, having not slept well the night before and feeling a bit under the weather, his throat uncomfortable

It is certainly not feasible to directly approach Director Gu Mosheng of the Inspection Department responsible for the special training registration. Although the bureau has issued a notice, very few individuals have taken the initiative to sign up.

One office later became the Central Unification, while three offices were responsible for postal and telecommunications inspections, which have already been abolished. The director is Ding Mohan, who has been relegated to a non-active position, and the infamous No. 76 has yet to open...

Luo Yao has not yet realized that, due to the influence of his second soul, his personality is gradually and subtly undergoing some positive changes

Luo Yao nodded

So real

Sister Liu, have you not been feeling well in your stomach and intestines lately

If I cannot directly approach Gu Mosheng, then I must find a way through my cousin, although I really do not want to "trouble" him again

After taking a sip of strong liquor, he picked up a cigarette and took a deep drag. Once someone who abstained from both alcohol and cigarettes, he now finds himself unable to part with either.

After the fall of Jinling City, a large number of refugees fled westward. Having a job to make ends meet is already considered quite good

The Japanese are about to capture Jiangcheng, yet these people still appear indifferent, showing no sense of crisis at all, which is truly frustrating

You, having worked up a sweat, should go wash your face; it's easy to catch a cold. Liu Yumei bent down, her eyes blinking, and asked with concern, "It won't do to keep this up; do you want Sister Liu to accompany you to see a doctor?"

There are quite a few conditions and restrictions for entering the training class, not only must one have a clean background, but also possess a certain level of education, at least at the junior high school level. If one does not meet these criteria, it can indeed be quite difficult to gain entry.

It is never harmful to think a little more.

The Japanese destroyed Jinling, as well as his home and his life. This hatred cannot be washed away even by the waters of the three rivers; he seeks revenge

As an atheist, Luo Yao has never believed in the existence of deities or spirits; however, the events that later transpired in his dreams still left him feeling alarmed, causing him to lose sleep at night

The Japanese army captured Shanghai, advancing with great momentum, as unstoppable as a knife through bamboo, and soon they were at the gates of Nanjing. He, lacking power, influence, and connections, found himself on the list of those left behind, subsequently trapped within the city. For half a month, it was a hellish experience, one of the sources of his nightly nightmares. Whenever he closed his eyes, the scenes of bloody brutality flashed vividly in his mind

It seems that after having a goal and direction, the nightmares that tormented Luo Yao every night have lessened considerably

Do you really want to go

Deputy Director and Acting Director of the Jiangcheng Xiaokou Police Headquarters: Han Liangze

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People fell down like cut wheat, and blood stained the mud by the riverbank red

Upon raising my head, I saw Luo Yao's extremely serious expression

He is among them

Old Wu said nothing, turned around and walked to the counter, took out two bottles of white liquor, a bag of peanuts, and two boxes of Hardman brand cigarettes.