Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

Chapter 284 The July 2st Anniversary Uprising ()

In Zhang Hao's 29-year career so far, he feels that the most awesome thing he has done is not joining the underground party, not forming a team to fight the Japanese, or leading the guerrillas to kill a Japanese squadron.

But:

Zhang Hao and I kept inviting the great spy Zhang Shihao to join the guerrillas.

Yes, this is the most awesome thing Zhang Hao thinks he has ever done.

It can be seen that the name Zhang Shihao holds the "emperor" position in his heart - not that he admires him, but that this person is really awesome.

But now, this man was standing behind him with a smile, greeting him with "Long time no see."

At that moment, Zhang Hao instinctively felt that his scalp was numb and goosebumps appeared one after another all over his body.

After staying for a long time, he stammered:

"Zhang, Zhang, District Chief Zhang."

After Zhang Hao stammered and called out District Chief Zhang, even the eyes of many guerrillas shone brightly.

After the Battle of Songhu, those who participated in the guerrillas almost took up arms to fight the Japanese with a tragic and mortal mood.

Hundreds of them attacked the Japanese, but were chased away by hundreds of Japanese.

It was this man who led them to escape the enemy's pursuit again and again, and even completed the counterattack in the end.

That was their first hearty victory. From then on, they had a psychological advantage against Japanese soldiers!

Zhang Hao was not very happy to attack the Kuomintang this time, and neither were these guerrillas.

But at this moment, when Zhang Hao shouted "District Chief Zhang" from his mouth, the guerrillas who had experienced the great success at the end of the year all stood up one after another and paid tribute to the "District Chief" who had led them to a great victory. Agent" saluted with his eyes.

It has nothing to do with their stance, just a tribute to a hero who led them to a victory over the Japanese.

Faced with the respect shown by many companions who suddenly stood up, the other newcomers were puzzled:

"Hey, what's going on with you? Aren't you just a Kuomintang agent? Do you need to be like this?"

What responded to them was the whispered warning from the old comrade:

"Do not talk!"

Zhang Anping felt the respectful gazes around him and sighed secretly in his heart.

I really want to get along with them using my true identity.

It's a pity that it can't be done!

He smiled and said very kindly:

"There are a lot of old faces. It looks like I don't have to do pre-war mobilization, and I don't have to worry about you not trusting me. Everyone, recharge your batteries. I'll talk to your superiors."

Someone boldly shouted: "Mr. Shi Hao, our name is the chief!"

"Haha, chief and Shangfeng mean the same thing, but I think Shangfeng sounds better - well, almost the same." Zhang Anping resisted the instinct to dig holes.

We are all comrades and our seniors, so we cannot go too far.

He extended an invitation to Zhang Hao:

"Captain Zhang, let's talk?"

"Uh, okay, okay, okay -" Zhang Hao, who was usually calm, was a little at a loss.

Zhang Shihao is a great spy, but for the guerrillas, Zhang Shihao is really good. As a captain and party member, he really doesn't know how to face this complicated person.

With a smile on his face, Zhang Anping, Zhang Hao and the political commissar of the guerrillas came to the side and asked directly:

"Have the specific missions been given to you by your superiors?"

"No. My superiors asked me to cooperate with you... you."

Zhang Anping nodded and said: "Let's talk about our goal today - we will go to the beach later and a ship will pick us up. Around 12 o'clock, I will lead my commando team to set off first and drive towards Dajinshan Island. You take a boat and wait one kilometer away from Dajinshan Island. After the red signal flare is sent out, land immediately!"

"There are about two hundred Japs on the island. The exact status of the guards is unknown, but we must deal with these Japs before dawn. Do you understand?"

The political commissar who had been silent for a long time said abruptly:

"Is there something important on the island?"

"Yes!" Zhang Anping didn't hide anything, and he even said it with the meaning of inducement: "There is a workshop on the island that specializes in making counterfeit banknotes. Their equipment is very advanced and can make legal currency that is almost fake!"

"The harm of counterfeit currency is very great - forget it, even if you tell me, you don't understand. To put it bluntly, it is specifically designed to harm the people, and we cannot let them continue."

"To put it cruelly, even if all of us, including me, die on this island today, this counterfeit banknote workshop must be destroyed. Do you understand?"

When Zhang Anping said, "Their equipment is very advanced," the political commissar's eyes flashed with joy. Although it disappeared for a moment, Zhang Anping could still see clearly, and he thought to himself:

It’s finally stable!

He had been worried that the person in charge sent by the guerrillas would not realize the importance of these money-making equipment, and he was still thinking about how to remind them.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly gentle political commissar of the guerrillas was a knowledgeable person!

But it saves him a lot of trouble!

After listening to Zhang Anping's words, Zhang Hao and the political commissar nodded cautiously - Zhang Anping personally led the commando team, which in itself meant that he took it very seriously.

"Then I wish us happy cooperation."

Zhang Anping shook hands with the two and went to the commando team. Zhang Hao wanted to return to the team to convey the order, but was quietly pulled aside by the political commissar.

"Lao An, what's wrong?"

The political commissar looked around alertly, then lowered his voice and said:

"Comrade Lao Zhang, I have an idea!"

"Political Commissar An," Zhang Hao misunderstood the political commissar's meaning and said with a stern expression, "Don't have any other ideas!"

"We came here to cooperate with them under orders from our superiors! Although Zhang Shihao is a great spy, we work together to deal with the outside world..."

The political commissar didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He interrupted Zhang Hao and said, "Listen to me!"

"He said that Dajinshan Island is a workshop where the Japanese specialize in manufacturing counterfeit coins, and they can also make fake coins look like real coins. This shows that the Japanese printing equipment is very advanced!"

Zhang Hao was puzzled: "Huh?"

"It should be a gravure printing machine. Not an ordinary printing machine! We don't have such a thing at all - we'd better find a way to get the equipment!"

The political commissar said softly: "I think we should capture not only the equipment, but also the people. Being able to make banknotes that look like real ones shows that their abilities are very good. If we want to make border currency over there, they will definitely use them." "

Zhang Hao's eyes lit up and he said: "This guy only brought about twenty people, so he definitely can't transport these things!"

"Yes! But the ship belongs to them, and they will definitely not let us use it at that time. We have to find a way to contact the ship. I want to send someone or myself to handle this matter."

Zhang Hao felt that what the political commissar said was reasonable, and he was about to agree, but his thoughts changed and he said: "Lao An, you can't go."

Now it was the political commissar's turn: "Huh?"

"I'll let other comrades go! You should understand!"

The political commissar reacted and admitted that he had been reckless.

Only then was Zhang Hao satisfied, and then he arranged for people to set off under the cover of night to find the local party organization to cooperate.

……

Look back to Shanghai.

Fujita Yoshimasa turned off the lights and stood in front of the office window, staring at Shanghai in the night.

The door was opened, and the secretary quickly came in and reported:

"The agency chief, Tongjiabang Barracks reported that the railway section from Pengtan Road to Zhongtan was attacked by resistance elements, and the headquarters ordered them to dispatch support!"

"I see."

Fujita Yoshimasa waved his hand and motioned for the secretary to go out.

After the secretary left, Fujita Yoshimasa excitedly said to himself:

"Zhang Shihao, are you about to start your layout?"

He raised his wrist and looked at the time.

nine thirty.

"You Chinese like to take action on the hour. So, is ten o'clock the time for you to take action?"

"Zhang Shihao, Zhang Shihao, I'm looking forward to it very much!" ...

This is a factory that was occupied by the Japanese.

The factory has only one function:

Produces military meal boxes.

Nearly a hundred Chinese workers were divided into two shifts, black and white, running the machines day and night, working continuously under Japanese supervision in exchange for meager wages.

In Shanghai, where prices continue to rise, their salaries never rise, and are even constantly being deducted due to the perverted Japanese rules.

There is no doubt that this factory is now a powder keg.

But as factory owners, the Japanese and a few vicious supervisors did not realize that the workers' patience had reached its limit. In their view, Shanghai was now the territory of the Japanese, and the Chinese could only accept the fate of being squeezed by them. .

Nine fifty.

The little Inu Taro who oversaw the work felt too bored, so he started wandering around the factory again. He saw a big, round worker sweating profusely at work. He chuckled, walked closer, and said in a weird accent:

"Zhu Dasha, you are lazy at work again! One day's salary will be deducted!"

The worker named Zhu Dashi suddenly became anxious and defended feebly: "I work more than them! I'm not lazy!"

Inu Taro was so happy that he whipped him down without saying a word. Seeing another blood mark on Zhu Dashi's body, he laughed and said:

"I said you were lazy, so you were lazy!"

Zhu Dashi was extremely angry, but he had been tortured for no reason for too long. He knew that explanations were useless, so he could only suppress his anger and continue to work - he had heard smart people say that this was a deliberate way of deducting money from the Japanese.

Inu Taro proudly cursed: "Despicable Chinese pig!"

A young and energetic worker on the side couldn't help it anymore and quietly picked up the hammer beside him, but was pushed down by a co-worker who shook his head gently.

The young worker realized that time was running out and had to suppress his anger.

Inu Taro wanted to shout a few words and instill bullshit principles of obedience and patience, but at this time, a bitch reported:

"Taijun, Taijun, something happened. The workers from the day shift are here! They don't look right. They... they must have bad intentions!"

Inu Taro scolded with disdain: "Baga! Who dares to do bad things in front of the Yamato nation? I'll call the military police. You guys will all die!"

While talking, a dozen workers walked into the workshop.

"You guys, do you want to work overtime?"

"Add your mom!"

The worker who had pinned down his coworker earlier picked up a hammer and hit the puppy directly on the head. After two hammer blows, the puppy was bleeding profusely and fell into the lap of the dog.

The worker was not relieved and continued to smash the hammer. The dog-legger was startled. Just as he was about to yell in fear, several workers controlled him.

The worker hammered down the domineering puppy with hammer after hammer until it was completely dead. Only then did he feel relieved.

Most of the workers in the workshop were shocked by the scene before them.

But...looking at the Japanese devils who turned into dead dogs under the hammer of life's justice, they felt relieved at the sight.

What a relief!

Seeing that the murderer had no intention of running away, a kind-hearted worker hurriedly said: "Wang Dazhu, run away!"

"You killed the Japanese and you are in big trouble! Run away!"

"Run? Why should I run?" The workers who took action shouted angrily: "This is Shanghai! This is China's Shanghai! Why should the Japanese devils ride on our heads and show off their power? Run! I won't run! Not only will I not run, I will We still have to fight the Japanese devils!"

All the workers looked at Wang Dazhu, who usually had a hot temper, in shock.

At this time, a middle-aged worker with high prestige among the workers stood up high, clapped his hands to attract the attention of the workers, and said:

"Workers, listen to me!"

"I am really an underground party! I am the anti-Japanese element you call me!"

"Now, we are going to revolt!"

"We are going to fight the Japanese! The Japanese invaded our Chinese land and persecuted our Chinese people! We are not willing to be slaves to the subjugation of our country, and we are not willing to live humbly under the oppression and whips of the Japanese!"

"We must resist them!"

"After we leave, you should go home quickly!"

"This factory was stolen by the Japanese. We are going to destroy this place - I'm sorry, we will destroy the place where you eat!"

The workers were shocked. They did not expect that among the co-workers they lived with day and night, there were legendary anti-Japanese elements.

After hearing the former co-worker’s final apology, someone shouted:

"Mr. Gong, don't say you're sorry! You are anti-Japanese heroes and you are here to fight the Japanese devils. We will not be angry!"

"Correct!"

"Mr. Gong, feel free to do it! We won't betray you even if we kill you!"

Mr. Gong expressed his thanks: "Thank you very much, young and old - comrades, the July 7th Uprising has begun!"

"Ah Wu, you take people to raid Ryuichi Kikuta's house! This Japanese devil killed Mr. Lin, the former director of the factory, and instigated the Japanese military police to kill Mrs. Lin. His hands are stained with the blood of our countrymen! The debt must be repaid with blood. !”

Ah Wu gritted his teeth and said, "Yes! I will avenge brother Ah Yi who joined the army!"

He was good friends with Lin Yi, the Lin couple's only son, but he dropped out of school early because of his family background. It was Lin's father who took him in and gave him a meal.

Seeing Ah Wu's hatred, Mr. Gong warned:

"Only kill the real culprit, don't harm Kikuta Ryuichi's family, and pay attention to discipline, do you understand?"

"Yes!"

Ah Wu took the order and left.

Mr. Gong's words aroused the deep hatred of other workers - the former factory director Mr. Lin was such a good person, but he was killed by Ryuichi Kikuta, a Japanese devil, years ago!

Even Mrs. Lin did not escape the murderous hands of the Japanese - the reason was that the Lin couple's son Lin Yi was serving in the national army!

How fucking ridiculous!

Seeing Ah Wu leading the people away, seeing Mr. Gong leading the people to start destroying the factory, Zhu Dashi suddenly said with a new bloodstain on Chi Guo's upper body:

"Mr. Gong, can I follow you to fight the Japanese?"

Mr. Gong was stunned, looking at Zhu Dashi's honest face, he said: "We may all die."

Zhu Dashi said: "I am not afraid of death."

"I also want to fight the Japanese."

"Okay! Then come with us!"

Seeing that Zhu Dashi actually chose to join Mr. Gong as an anti-Japanese activist, some workers were also moved and shouted noisily:

"Mr. Gong, I also want to fight the Japanese!"

"Mr. Gong, I'm not afraid! I want to do it with you too!"

"Do it! After all, living pigs and dogs are no better! Whoever wants to be a slave to the subjugation of the country can be one, and I won't do it! Mr. Gong, I want to do it with you!"

Facing the angry workers, Mr. Gong said: "I will not refuse anyone who is willing to fight the Japanese with us! However, we are disciplined. We are not bandits. We fight the Japanese for the sake of the people and the country. There must be discipline!”

"We welcome those who are willing to accept discipline!"

After Mr. Gong repeatedly emphasized discipline, he accepted workers who were willing to join them in fighting the Japanese.

At the same time, such scenes were staged in many places in Shanghai.

Countless workers who had been bullied by the Japanese and couldn't bear it chose to follow the uprising fighters.

This is like a spark on the grassland.

At this time, it was exactly 7 o'clock on July 7th!

(End of this chapter)