Chapter 840: Please Let Me Go With You
The students of the News Department quickly sprang into action.
Unlike the Thirty-Two Middle School, where students primarily focused on foundational knowledge and spent most of their time in classrooms, the vocational school emphasized practical training. Its students were constantly engaged in hands-on work at their assigned stations.
The nine girls from the News Department spent their days dashing around Gao Family Village, hauling carts laden with "miniature cameras" to capture footage everywhere.
Initially, their video footage was far from perfect—often shaky, blurry, and unappealing. But with each passing day of practice, their shots grew steadier and more beautiful.
Next came their lessons in video editing and voice-overs. The eager youngsters would upload their filmed footage to a tablet computer, then set up makeshift stands before it, painstakingly editing clips, adding text, and recording narrations.
The vast capabilities of the Immortal Treasure Mirrors left them utterly amazed.
Of course, the learning curve was steep.
Fortunately, the Heavenly Lord himself was their teacher this time. No one dared to show the slightest slackness in his presence, refraining from idleness and listening with rapt attention.
After several days, the news segments they filmed were good enough to be interspersed within the Gaojia News broadcast.
The top student of the News Department, a young woman who was once a celebrated courtesan, volunteered to go to Datong Prefecture.
She intended to travel to the northern border, to capture first-hand news from the front lines of the battlefield.
This journey was treacherous and perilous, requiring careful preparation.
The courtesan arrived at the entrance of Gao Family Village's main barracks, offering a smile to the sentry. Her face, radiant with beauty and grace, instantly charmed the guard, leaving him utterly bewildered.
"Oh, brave soldier!" the courtesan's voice was sugary-sweet, a skill honed during her days in the Puzhou brothel, allowing her to charm anyone into submission with a single word. "Brave soldier, I'm looking for Logistics Captain Zhuge Wangchan, who's in charge of supplying our northern border troops."
The guard was completely smitten. "Ah, yes, of course, no problem! I'll go inform the young lady right away."
The guard rushed inside in a flurry, and in moments, practically dragged Zhuge Wangchan out by his collar.
Zhuge Wangchan jumped in surprise, thinking some important figure required his presence. But upon reaching the entrance, he saw a dainty young beauty and was instantly flustered. "What can I do for you, young lady?" he asked.
The courtesan smiled. "Brother Zhuge, I heard you just returned from Daizhou."
Zhuge Wangchan puffed out his chest a little, a touch of pride in his voice. "Indeed! Just delivered a batch of supplies to Daizhou, barely a few days ago."
The courtesan smiled. "And you'll be sending another batch of ammunition to Daizhou soon, won't you?"
Before Zhuge Wangchan could even open his mouth, the guard eagerly interjected, "Yes! He's heading to Daizhou again very soon."
"Damn it!" Zhuge Wangchan roared, kicking the guard aside. "Hey! Logistics movements are military secrets, not something you blurt out to just anyone! You imbecile, do you lose your mind every time you see a pretty face? Go report to Chen Qianhu and take a week of solitary confinement!"
The guard jumped in fright, realizing the enormity of his blunder. He hastily lowered his head, slinking off to see Chen Qianhu and receive his punishment.
Zhuge Wangchan turned his gaze back to the courtesan, his expression now stern. "Why are you here, inquiring about our logistics movements? What is your purpose?"
The courtesan started, surprised by the military's strictness. She quickly curtsied. "My apologies, brave brother, this sister was in the wrong. Please accept my regrets. Here are my credentials..."
She hastily produced a document with both hands.
It was a Press Card, stamped by the Gao Family Village Committee and issued with the Heavenly Lord's personal signature. Attached was a letter of introduction, written by San Shier, explaining her profession and stating, "The Heavenly Lord himself has ordered her to accompany the logistics team to Daizhou for front-line news interview work."
Seeing the Village Committee's stamp and the Heavenly Lord's signature, Zhuge Wangchan knew this was no fake. This was Gao Family Village itself; no one would dare forge the Heavenly Lord's signature here. Not even a mythical nine-tailed fox demon could withstand a single slap from the Heavenly Lord.
Zhuge Wangchan's expression softened slightly. "Such an important document, you should show it right away next time. Don't lead with that 'brother-sister' sweet talk. Look, that poor guard needlessly suffered a week of confinement."
The courtesan gave an embarrassed chuckle. "My apologies, brave brother, it's just a habit... *ahem*... I'll definitely be careful in the future."
The guard, still receiving a tongue-lashing from Chen Qianhu, later learned of the incident and couldn't help but sigh deeply: "In the end, I bore it all alone."
Zhuge Wangchan stated, "Tomorrow at noon, I will lead the logistics team back to Daizhou. You may join me. Remember, we depart precisely at noon from Gao Family Village East Train Station. We won't wait a single minute, so do not be late."
The courtesan replied, "Rest assured, Brother Zhuge, this sister will absolutely not be late."
The next day, at noon...
The courtesan, true to her word, was not late. She arrived precisely on time at the barracks entrance with her special operations team.
Zhuge Wangchan's transport team was also ready. Supplies enough to fill a hundred large carts had already been loaded into the train's cargo compartments, while the logistics soldiers tasked with guarding them were crammed into the front carriages.
The courtesan and her special operations team had no choice but to squeeze into the front carriages alongside them.
As she boarded, she was truly a single splash of red amidst a sea of green.
A crowd of burly soldiers, with one beautiful woman among them.
In any other place, this situation would have been fraught with extreme danger. But the Gao Family Village Militia was not "any other place." From the very first day of its formation, Li Daoxuan had set its foundational principle: "Character first, combat prowess second!"
Soldiers who hadn't yet passed their ideological training remained in the recruit training camp, studying and drilling. They had absolutely no possibility of handling weapons or going on active duty.
Even with Manchu forces on the offensive and roving bandits ravaging the land, leaving Gao Family Village desperately short-handed on troops, Li Daoxuan absolutely refused to deploy any soldier who hadn't completed their ideological training.
Better to be short-staffed than to compromise quality!
Thus, every militia soldier on the train was a man of good character, ensuring that no depraved or outrageous incidents would occur.
The logistics soldiers gazed at the beautiful young courtesan, each one utterly infatuated.
They stole glances at her, their faces blushing and hearts pounding, yet none dared to approach and speak.
In that instant, she unknowingly became the goddess in countless hearts!
Wherever the courtesan moved, an invisible aura seemed to form around her. Logistics soldiers within a two-meter radius automatically dispersed, creating a protective space for her.
She glanced around, noticing that the logistics soldiers kept their distance. A wave of relief washed over her, and she thought to herself, "Our Gao Family Village army truly is different. Those bloated, corrupt officials in the imperial court couldn't hold a candle to the men of our village."
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