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"Old Huang, you...?"

The young prison guard stared wide-eyed, unable to believe that the veteran guard he had spent every day with would point a gun at his head.

The main issue is that his usual behavior is vastly different from what he's showing now.

Old Huang is a real old man in Tilanqiao Prison.

The prison was built in 1901 by the Municipal Council of the International Settlement and put into use in 1903.

Because it was under British administration for many years, it was also known as the Western Prison.

Although the British touted themselves as "civilized," their strict Western-style management proved severely incompatible with their culture, resulting in an extremely high prisoner mortality rate.

The mandatory cold showers and sitting on the floor caused a large number of Chinese people to suffer from foot edema, jaundice and pneumonia.

At the time, the Shenbao newspaper also reported that more people died from illness in the Western prison than in traditional Chinese prisons.

The prison guards were mostly Indians, and due to language barriers and lack of supervision, they often resorted to punching, kicking, and beating the prisoners.

According to those who were arrested but miraculously survived, they were beaten unconscious by a mob, and there were even barbaric acts such as "beating them to death, dragging them down, and not conducting an autopsy."

Many prisoners, fearing the reputation of the West Prison, chose to hang themselves during transport or in the early stages of their imprisonment, such as arsonist Song Fangquan who committed suicide after hearing the news.

The common people fear this prison, which claims to be "civilized," like a tiger.

Old Huang has been working in this prison for twenty years.

He's been a prison guard here since the concession era.

They usually love to take advantage of others, but are also extremely timid and afraid of trouble.

So he's always smiling at everyone, giving off the image of a nice guy.

Even the armory guard claimed he had never fired a gun.

He's a typical old hand, just coasting along for a paycheck.

In prison, one's presence is extremely minimal.

Take today for example, when I came back from getting food, I even stole a piece of fatty meat from him!

This cunning old fox, who usually acts timidly and has a servile demeanor, actually picked up a pistol today!

Moreover, his entire demeanor underwent a dramatic change at this moment.

His gaze was resolute, and there was no trace of the greed and lewdness he had shown before.

The underground branch of Tilanqiao Prison has more than 20 members, so how could they let go of such a key location as the armory?

Therefore, Lao Huang had already joined the organization and become a revolutionary fighter under the leadership of the Shanghai Police Commission!

Despicable and greedy behavior is merely a disguise to lull others into a false sense of security.

Otherwise, how could they stay in this cramped space, a place with no profit, and never move?

Those with connections were all transferred to outside prison areas where they could collect money and receive higher allowances.

Only the nice old folks and newcomers are easily bullied and left in this insignificant department.

Gollum~

The young prison guard swallowed hard and hurriedly said, "I won't move, I won't move!"

Old Huang took out handcuffs and cuffed them behind his back to the iron bars.

Only then did he take out the key and open the large iron gate.

He quickly said, "Secretary, the guns are all ready, everyone follow me!"

Jiang Haichuan nodded and waved, signaling, "Everyone, grab your guns!"

More than twenty people entered the armory and took their guns in an orderly fashion.

Most of the comrades received rifles.

Only Xiao Wu received a machine gun as fire support.

After all the comrades had received their guns, Jiang Haichuan gathered them together.

"According to the police commission's orders, we must protect the safety of our detained comrades."

But now, the head of the guard section, Zhong Cheng, wants to send the comrades to the garrison command.

To ensure the safety of the detained comrades.

Because of the special nature of prisons, even if we take them under control, the outside world won't know.

"If we can hold out for seven days, the army will be able to enter the city!"

Jiang Haichuan, with a solemn expression, conveyed the current situation and the mission to his subordinates.

As long as news of the prison's control doesn't leak out and the outside world remains unaware, no troops will be sent to attack.

Once the army enters the city, they can hand over a well-preserved prison to the organization.

The peaceful liberation of Tilanqiao Prison was also the primary task of the underground branch of the prison.

So even without the Zhongcheng incident, it was the day before the army entered the city.

The underground branch will also launch an armed escort to ensure the peaceful liberation of the prison!

Today's unexpected situation has simply brought this time forward.

Similarly, the extra few days that require perseverance are also full of uncertainties.

Regardless of whether they can hold out, they will carry out orders without hesitation and will never allow their comrades to fall into the hands of the garrison command.

Jiang Haichuan took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time.

He whispered, "According to Xiao Wu's report, Zhong Cheng and several of his confidants will come to collect their guns in half an hour."

Comrades, take a rest and recharge your energy.

All we need to do is stay here and wait for them to come to us!

Zhong Cheng and his confidants are destabilizing factors and must be controlled first!

The other comrades readily agreed and dispersed into the armory.

Some comrades leaned against the wooden box and closed their eyes to sleep.

Some comrades, on the other hand, fiddled with the rifles in their hands.

Even the young prison guard was taken inside for surveillance.

Everyone remained silent, keeping to themselves.

They simply remained in the armory, waiting quietly.

Time passed by, and soon hurried footsteps could be heard outside.

Zhong Cheng, accompanied by several subordinates, hurriedly arrived outside the iron railing.

He handed over a form stamped with a red seal and signed, urging, "Old Huang, open the door quickly! There's a riot in the prison area, I need to get my gun immediately!"

As the head of the security section responsible for the prison area, he had considerable authority and frequently came to collect guns.

Old Huang took the order and pretended to look at it for a long time.

Only when the people outside became impatient did they hurriedly get up and open the door.

He smiled ingratiatingly and said, "The guns are all inside, Section Chief Zhong, take whatever you like!"

He bent over, apologizing while adopting a fawning demeanor, a stark contrast to his earlier appearance when he held a gun.

Zhong Cheng and the other four didn't think much of it and hurriedly walked into the armory.

But the moment the door was pushed open, a dozen rifles and a machine gun were aimed at them.

Zhong Cheng's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly raised his hands.

Looking at the familiar face before him, he forced a smile: "Section Chief Jiang, what brings you here...?"

Jiang Haichuan laughed and said, "We're just like you; we all want to control the prison by force!"

Then he waved his hand: "Cuff them all!"

Prisons may not have much else, but they have plenty of handcuffs.

Soon, the group was handcuffed to the iron bars.

"Old Huang, you stay here and guard them. The rest of you, take your assigned areas and control them!"

Jiang Haichuan gave the order and led everyone out of the armory.

The comrades at the gate, together with others, took control of the sentry posts at the main gate.

Cuff those who don't cooperate and replace them with your own comrades.

Then the group went to their respective areas according to their assigned tasks.

Chen Muzheng was reviewing documents when the office door was forcefully pushed open.

Then several prison guards, armed with guns, restrained him.

In just a moment, he understood what had happened.

Unfortunately, Jiang Haichuan was a member of the Police Commission, while he was in contact with the Social Affairs Department, and neither of them knew each other's identities.

But Chen Muzheng still cooperated fully, telling everyone else not to resist.

Soon, the entire prison was taken over by the underground branch.

……

The following evening, a black sedan was parked in front of the prison.