1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

"Don't run! You must be going out to leak secrets! Quick! Catch him! !"

Fuck, idiot.

046 Assassination of Soong Ching Ling!

Of course Mark was not taken away.

Not to mention whether the bodyguard agent would allow it, the workers around him would not listen to this guy's "arrest order" and were too lazy to move;

Hehe, look at this guy. Although he is dressed in a suit and has a slicked-back hair just like Mr. Wu Jiu, he is completely different in the way he behaves.

Of course, Mark didn't have time to make close contact with the guy's face with his fist;

Zhao Ziqi immediately ran over, pried open the young man's fingers, stopped him, and scolded him: "Comrade Xiao Zhang! What are you doing!"

"Comrade Minister! He is sent by the enemy to sabotage our movement!"

"Do you have any evidence? Also, are you a reactionary? You arrest people just because you say so!"

Zhao Ziqi, who had also been accused of many things recently and had yet to submit a self-criticism, was also angry about this kind of arbitrary accusation. "Comrade Wu Jiu..."

At this moment, there was a loud knock on the door, interrupting the conflict that was about to break out: "Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Liao are here!"

Why?

Hearing the names of these two people, even the young man who was still staring at Mark stopped. Why?

Mrs. Sun, Soong Ching Ling, wife of Sun Yat-sen.

Putting aside her husband's identity, the "Song Qingling's Declaration" (i.e. "The Kuomintang is No Longer a Political Force") written after the "September 918th Incident" was enough to make her respected by left-wing progressives all over the world; Mrs. Liao, He Xiangning, wife of Liao Zhongkai.

Putting aside her husband's status, the fact that she had been fighting Chiang Kai-shek for so many years, publishing her "Opinions on the Current Situation," and denouncing him as a traitor and his "dictatorial rule" is enough to evoke respect. Even a reactionary like Chiang Kai-shek wouldn't dare easily kill these two women.

Therefore, facing these two seemingly weak women, even Comrade Zhao Ziqi quickly straightened his appearance, hurried out to greet them, and respectfully greeted "Mr. Song! Mr. He!"

"Wei Huang..."

Song Qingling, who was wearing a black fur coat, had just called out halfway when she saw her good friend Zhao Ziqi wink at her and quickly changed her tone and said with a smile:

"Hello, comrade. I just got back from the 19th Route Army. I heard you were preparing for a strike, so I came to see you. You've been working hard." "It's not hard at all. I'm the strike organizer at the Japanese Cotton Mill in western Shanghai. My name is Zhao Ziqi."

"Hello, Mr. Zhao..."

"Hello Mr. He, hello Mr. He..."

The three pretended not to know each other and exchanged a few pleasantries. Then Soong Ching Ling immediately got to the point:

"I came here this time to ask if you are short of food, clothing and other necessities? Once the strike starts, the workers will lose their source of income. If they want to hold on..." Just a few words fully demonstrated how big the gap was between Soong Ching Ling and the "temporary central officials" like that young man.

None of her words were empty political slogans, but rather some very practical issues:

Are there enough food, are there enough clothes, how to house the workers, how to deal with possible traitors, how to solve these problems, etc. Finally, after learning that the conditions of the strike were extremely difficult and that feeding the nearly 10 workers and their families was a major problem, she firmly said:

"Well, Xiangning and I will donate some silver dollars for emergency use first, and then I will go to raise funds. You will organize the construction of the porridge shed and make sure the workers have enough food and drink!" The workers also heard that an important person was coming, and they all came closer to watch the fun. After hearing these words, they immediately cheered for Soong Ching Ling, and the worker representatives nodded frequently.

Many families can't even afford to eat. If we really follow the "Provisional Central Committee's" instructions, it wouldn't be surprising if thousands of people starved to death this winter!

Zhao Ziqi was even more excited:

"On behalf of all the striking workers and their families, I want to thank Mr. Song! Thank you, Mr. He! With your help, this strike will be even more successful!" "There's no need to do this. In this national crisis, everyone should..."

Just as several people were chatting animatedly and starting to discuss setting up a "big pot meal" on Laobosheng Road, which connected the front line and the 19th Route Army's Zhenru temporary headquarters, to ensure that the workers had enough food and drink, gunshots suddenly rang out in the crowd! "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After the rapid gunfire, an attendant who had accompanied Soong Ching Ling to visit the 19th Route Army collapsed to the ground in agony, clutching his abdomen. "There's an assassin!"

"Get down! Get down!"

"Protect Mr. Song! Protect Mr. He!" "Hurry up and save him!!"

“Evacuate everyone!”

"Ah! The killer is holding Mr. Song!!" "He's not a killer! You idiot!!" "Where is he! Where is he! ! ! ! "Help! Help!"

"Is that the one over there?!"

"No! No! On our side!!" "He ran away!"

"The door! The door!"

The crowd was in a state of panic, the scene was in chaos, and the constant shouting of various conflicting voices further exacerbated the turmoil. This fully demonstrated the workers' helplessness and incompetence in dealing with the emergency;

As for that guy from the CCP Provisional Central Committee, he was so scared he lay on the ground, not even daring to lift his head. And yet he still wanted to "establish an armed regime," "seize the weapons of the 19th Route Army," and "confront the Japanese directly"? Just kidding!

Stop wasting your life!

It was Wu Jiu who pounced on Soong Ching Ling and He Xiangning. He pinned them down and shouted orders to the people around him:

"Worker representatives organized the evacuation of the crowd, guarding against strangers, and closing the factory gates... All followers, gather here! Let's move into the factory first!!"

The panicked crowd finally reacted and subconsciously did what "Wu Jiu" said. They quickly surrounded Song, He, Ma, and Zhao Deng, and then ran into the factory with extreme caution. "Mr. Song, Mr. He, are you all right?"

"No...it's okay..."

Song and He were still in shock, but they cast grateful eyes at Mark who was protecting them and soon calmed down. He Xiangning even took Wu Jiu's hand and checked him up and down, left and right, her concern overflowing with words: "Are you really okay?"

Especially He Xiangning.

This scene reminded her of her husband Liao Zhongkai who was assassinated seven years ago.

If this young man hadn't stopped her, would she have followed in her husband's footsteps? "I'm fine, don't worry, Mr. He."

“That’s good, that’s good…”

With that, they went to deal with other people's concerns. Of course, Mark was fine.

After all, there is an agent protecting him.

On the way to meet Song He, when the agent reminded him that Kawashima Yoshiko was mixed in with the crowd, Mark realized that something might go wrong, so he slowly approached Song He and the others; but he didn't expect that Kawashima Yoshiko would actually dare to shoot!

No, why did you kill Song and He? Is there any practical significance?

Is it just a matter of convenience?

Anyway, the guy who got hit in the abdomen was a bit unlucky because it was completely unprovoked.

The agent deployed a force field shield, which deflected the three bullets fired by Yoshiko Kawashima. Two of them flew into the air, and one of them unfortunately hit him.

After confirming that everyone was fine and the injured were not seriously injured, Soong Ching Ling asked about the assassin, but was told that the scene was too chaotic and the assassin had not been caught. So, they could only thank "Wu Jiu" again and again, and left the Japanese spinning mill area in western Shanghai under the escort of their entourage.

Falling behind the group of people who were seeing them off, the agent whispered in Mark's ear:

"Commander, that woman hasn't escaped from the factory yet. Do you need me to kill her?"

"No, just follow her. Leave her alive for now. I want to see what she's planning to do." "Yes."

The agent marked Yoshiko Kawashima's location and planned to track her down later.

On the other side, Yoshiko Kawashima, who successfully escaped from the scene by mixing in the crowd, quickly ran towards the location where her men gathered.

The reason she managed to escape was thanks to the "hip shooting method" that Tanaka Takayoshi taught her. She didn't raise her hands, but only hid the Nambu 14 in her coat, revealing the muzzle of the gun to shoot concealed.

There were too many people at the scene, making it extremely noisy. The workers had little military training, and after she finished firing, she pretended to be pushed to the back, so no one could find her even after firing three times. After learning from the workers that Soong Ching Ling and He Xiangning had come together, Kawashima Yoshiko realized that this was a good opportunity to complete her mission.

If these two highly reputable women were killed, or even if they were only injured, the Chinese would surely be even more angry;

It's just that... Song Qingling seemed to have been tackled by a jerk with quick reactions, so it seems he missed?

What a pity.

I was quite confident in my shooting skills. But forget it, who cares!

Anyway, whether it succeeds or not, this news should be enough to anger the Chinese.

Moreover, most importantly, Yoshiko Kawashima finally confirmed the time, place and scale of the parade: it will start at 2 pm tomorrow on Robertson Road, and tens of thousands of people are expected to participate!

Huh...that's great!

I'm going to blow you Chinese pigs to death!

Yoshiko Kawashima, who was feeling very proud and began to arrange people to plant bombs on Robert's way, did not know that a pair of eyes hidden in the dark had been staring at her.

047 The Provisional Central Committee continues to cause trouble!

News of the assassination attempt on Song and He's men, including one of their attendants wounded in the abdomen, while they were comforting the 19th Route Army and conducting a strike, quickly spread and shocked Shanghai, which had been experiencing some peace due to the temporary truce between the Chinese and Japanese armies. This sudden assassination threw the situation into turmoil once again. The reputation and family background of two seemingly weak women, without military support or power, played a crucial role in this incident.

Because, in China at that time, no matter what forces they belonged to, most people basically agreed on one point, that is: Mr. Sun Yat-sen was the "Father of the Nation" and Mr. Liao Zhongkai was the "Pioneer".

The wives of these two men were assassinated while they were comforting the anti-Japanese troops. It is reasonable and logical that all parties have to do something, even if it is just superficial work.

For example, Jiang Guangxun, commander-in-chief of the 19th Route Army, and Cai Tingcuo, commander of the army, immediately sent a public telegram expressing their concern and fired three artillery shells into the open space opposite the Japanese position in protest.

For example, many Shanghai newspapers wrote articles in succession, hoping that Song and He would not go to the front line again. At the same time, they analyzed the ins and outs of the assassination and the type of bullet, pointing the finger directly at the Japanese intelligence agencies; for example, the "three tycoons" of the Shanghai Green Gang immediately announced to the public that the Green Gang would spare no effort to find out the murderer who assassinated Mr. Song and Mr. He (although they dared not say that it was Japanese), and so on and so forth... Whether happy, sad, disappointed or angry, almost everyone immediately concluded that the assassin was sent by the Japanese.

Who else could be assassinated during the Anti-Japanese War except Xiao Dongyang?

However, Song and He seemed to be indifferent to their assassination and the identity of the murderer, and they showed no fear. After returning to their residence, they immediately issued a statement to the public: they would never stop supporting and comforting the 19th Route Army and the workers who were striking against Japan, and would donate another 2000 silver dollars to rescue the striking workers and their families.

Before this, they had already raised 100,000 yuan and organized women to make tens of thousands of cotton-padded jackets for the 19th Route Army, who were forced to fight in the bitter cold wearing only light clothing due to Chiang Kai-shek's withholding of wages and supplies. The army workers were deeply grateful, and people from all walks of life in Shanghai praised the generosity of the two women.

However, not everyone is grateful.

“You have no working-class spine!!!”

It was already late at night on the 30th, and the strike organizer, Zhao Ziqi, a member of the Standing Committee of the Provisional Political Bureau of the Communist Party of China and Minister of Labor, was facing fierce criticism from some people... You are typical of 'rice bagism'! To put it bluntly, do you just go along with whoever pays you?"

"You can't say that, Mr. Song. She truly cared about the workers' survival and the fight against the Japanese. She had no other motives." Zhao Ziqi tried to explain.

"Mr. Song and Mr. He are raising funds, setting up soup kitchens, and uniting the masses. This is beneficial to our anti-Japanese struggle, and we should..." "Beneficial! Benefiting whom? Is it beneficial to us or to the Kuomintang?"

Kang Sheng shouted hoarsely:

"Don't forget! She's a member of the Kuomintang reactionaries!"

"...Ms. Song is indeed a member of the Kuomintang, but she is not a reactionary. She is..."

Before Zhao Ziqi could finish, Li Zhusheng, who had been the secretary of the Shanghai Central Committee and was now a member of the Standing Committee of the Provisional Political Bureau of the Central Committee, interrupted him: "Stop quibbling! Have you forgotten the blood shed by our comrades during the White Terror?"

"I have never forgotten, but we must put the Kuomintang and the Kuomintang reactionaries..."

"What's the difference? Historical experience proves that these collaborators are not trustworthy! What was she doing during the 412 incident? Didn't we ask for help? Did the so-called left-wing Kuomintang help us?!" "Comrade Kang Sheng is right! You are typical 'rice bagism'... No! It's 'right opportunism' or even 'right capitulationism'!"

"That's right! I think Soong Ching-ling is trying to bribe the workers and achieve her ulterior motives! To sabotage our anti-Japanese struggle!" "She and Chiang Kai-shek's wife, Soong Mei-ling, are sisters. We don't need to discuss her background again and again! We can't believe her! And we can't cooperate with her!" "That's absolutely right!"

"

...

At this time, Chen Yun, who was also a member of the Standing Committee of the Provisional Political Bureau of the Central Committee, sighed inwardly and came out to smooth things over with an awkward smile:

"Alright, alright, let's discuss the issue. Comrades, please don't get so angry! Besides, I think that at least Song and He are truly against Chiang Kai-shek. Even if they don't cooperate, we shouldn't discuss them like this."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone focused their fire on Chen Yun again, temporarily letting go of their initial target. Zhao Ziqi fell completely silent after being interrupted several times and unable to express herself.

It's not that he had nothing to say, but he remembered the words of a young man who took the lead in donating 500 yuan to support the workers' movement:

"As for your temporary central government, hey, I won't comment on it, but at least the guy who argued with me today is a typical idiot;"

"Workers have no benefits, not even enough to eat or drink. Will they follow you in shouting empty slogans? Perhaps there are saints like that, but in the end, most people still have to return to reality.

"Mr. Song said he wanted to donate money to the workers. I support him, so I'll donate another 50 silver dollars. But I'm going to make a statement here: the money Mr. Song and I give you will definitely get you into big trouble..."

Well, that's exactly right...

Faced with the criticism from everyone around him, Zhao Ziqi wasn't angry, but rather lamented the judgment of the strange young man named "Wu Jiu." He clearly didn't look like a Party member, nor a worker, and certainly not the child of a capitalist. So who was he?

While Zhao Ziqi was lost in thought and remained silent, the Shanghai Provisional Central Political Bureau, after discussion with Bo Gu and others, had already made a preliminary resolution for this emergency meeting: First, immediately launch propaganda among the workers to expose the intention of Soong Ching Ling and others to bribe the workers to achieve their ulterior motives;

Second, we must resolutely resist "rice bagism" and resolutely refuse to accept any donations from the Kuomintang or other non-communist groups. All donations already received must be returned. Third, we must uphold the integrity of the working class and must not accept any charity. We must resolutely not cooperate with the Kuomintang reactionaries in setting up soup kitchens.

As for the previously unrealistic orders, such as "launching a large-scale armed uprising of the General Alliance," they remained unchanged and were reiterated. Listening to these outrageous decisions, Zhao Ziqi felt that these people were increasingly unreasonable.

Spread the word "Soong Ching Ling has bad intentions" among workers?

How would the workers view Song Qingling, who came to deliver food and money to them today, and us, who are promoting this? Wouldn't they be confused?

How do other sectors of society view the Communist Party of China and its members? Should we have the courage to refuse support and cooperation in setting up soup kitchens?

Where do the workers get their food and drink?

Finally, you still decided to launch a riot? Where did you get the weapons?

Could it be that they really were going to snatch it from the Nineteenth Route Army? Then, who would be responsible for snatching it?

Hey!

If this continues, the CCP will inevitably lose the support of the workers, and even the party organization may collapse!

Zhao Ziqi couldn't help but ask these questions in return, but got even more outrageous answers. For example: