In several factories in Xinjing, dozens of workers gathered together. They were also listening to an old worker in front of him holding a copy of the "Awakening" tabloid and reading it.
"Comrades, we are the working class. As long as we, the working class, unite, our strength is infinite, and we will definitely be able to defeat Japanese imperialism."
"Comrades, everyone is suffering. Why are we suffering so much? This is the oppression imposed on us by Japanese imperialism. We must overthrow this mountain that is pressing on us."
"Comrades, we must show our strength, we must show the strength of our working class vanguard, set an example, and die without regrets."
"The Japanese are bullying our brothers and sisters wantonly, our parents and children, and our wailing black land in the Northeast. Stand up, we need strength, we will definitely defeat Japanese imperialism, and we must wake up
More people."
""Awakening" provides us with the most solid guidance. Comrades, get up and awaken!"
At the same time, Lao Hu was walking on the street, wearing a hat. Everywhere he went, he would occasionally hear something about the "Awakening" leaflet.
Many people were silent, many people began to think, this is the best effect, this is the greatest expression, this is what our party needs, and this one, although there are only eight articles, each one
The whip penetrates deep into the inside and speaks out in simple terms.
The effect was much better than he imagined.
As a veteran party member for many years, he realized that this "Awakening" was hard-won. It was written out of anger to awaken the sleeping people. It could no longer be as described in Mr. Lu Xun's "Mr. Teng Ye"
Yes, the trouble of the Chinese people, stupidity.
Faced with the Japanese beheading Chinese people, they actually applauded and applauded. The numbness in their thinking needs to be awakened.
As he walked, he headed in another direction, which was the radio station that Zhang Tianhao told him to send him.
As for where the radio station came from, he didn't need to go into details. After all, Zhang Tianhao had already told him that he robbed the Japanese arsenal and exploded the arsenal. As for military columns and the like, he didn't know if the code name was
Comrade Dark Blue did it.
In a certain private house in the west of the city, this is an ordinary private house that was temporarily purchased. It does not have any special features, and it is extremely ordinary.
He took out a key, opened the door of this room carefully, then pushed the door open and walked in. There was already a lot of dust on the ground, and there was not even a single footprint on the ground.
A gust of wind blew in, making the whole room even colder.
He arrived at the kitchen, counted the floorboards on the ground, then gently pried them up, and saw two boxes placed under the floorboards.
He lifted one of the boxes and felt that the box was heavier than he thought.
With a strong effort, he lifted the box up, put it on the table, and then picked up the other box as well.
Then he put the second box directly on the ground, opened it carefully, and saw a radio station tightly placed inside, including the antenna.
It's just that this is not a high-power radio, but compared to nothing, it is enough.
A small radio station with five watts, even five watts, is quite rare for them. After all, radio stations are a special commodity that is in short supply, even if you can't buy it on the black market.
Looking at the model number above, it seems that the Japanese military radio has not yet been opened, and it is still brand new.
"Good guy, he really robbed the Japanese arsenal. No wonder the superiors only said that only he knew about it and provided help as much as possible. I thought he was an ordinary underground worker. It turned out to be a big king."
He closed the box again, then looked at the other box on the table, carefully taking it away, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
Two Liao 13 rifles, plus five Northeast Browning pistols, with three to four hundred rounds of ammunition. In addition, there are ten grenades, which are special grenades for the Japanese army.
"Really, this meeting gift is quite big. It far exceeds my imagination."
He still doesn't believe that Zhang Tianhao really robbed the Japanese arsenal, but now it seems that it's really close.
The most important thing is that he can use this wave of "awakening" to expand our party's foundation among the masses.
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Zhang Tianhao looked at Song Lang who had lowered his head and walked back, and saw that the expression on Song Lang's face was a little strange. He didn't think much about it, but walked into the operating room and helped one of the middle-aged men with broken bones to adjust the bones.
, then fix the arms, and finally tie him up with wooden boards.
"Don't move your hands randomly during this month. It will damage your muscles and bones for a hundred days. Your right hand can't even hold anything, so let it grow."
"Also, after you go back, you can't eat spicy food, drink alcohol, smoke, and you can't do things with your right hand. Don't forget to come back in a month to remove the stitches."
"As for anti-inflammation, just go to the Chinese medicine store and grab some Chinese medicine to reduce inflammation."
"How much?"
"Give me five dollars!"
He looked at this middle-aged man, who didn't have a few dollars in total, and said casually.
This is much cheaper than other hospitals or clinics outside. At least he didn't make or lose money.
"Thank you sir, thank you sir!"
The middle-aged man took out a handful of money from his pocket with difficulty, but the money was all in change, one cent, five cents, and dimes, but not even one dollar.
Another difficult person.
He sighed, then grabbed a big handful, and then pushed the rest over: "These are almost there, you can take the rest back. I'm in a good mood today, and I'll give you a discount."
When the man looked there, he didn't know that it was Zhang Tianhao who was taking care of him, so he thanked him repeatedly.
Lan Yu'er looked at Zhang Tianhao and only grabbed a handful. As for how much money he had, it was not five yuan anyway. She knew that she was just a little nurse, so she didn't say much.
"Send the money to the front to register with Nurse Zhang. As for medication, just add an anti-inflammatory drug to it."
"yes!"
When Lan Yuer saw Zhang Tianhao leaving the room, she took the money and went directly to the front to register with Zhang Li. Zhang Tianhao also returned to the office and started writing medical records.
But Zhang Li was stunned when she saw the money Zhang Tianhao asked Lan Yu'er to hand over. She counted the money and couldn't help but smile bitterly. This time it was another small medical loss.
As for how much she lost, she didn't know, but she only knew that it was a loss.
"By the way, let me tell you one thing. Whatever you see here, don't tell anyone else. Do you understand?"
"I know!" Lan Yu'er also knew that Zhang Tianhao was doing black market business here. The two operations he performed two days ago turned out to be two small yellow croakers, which was black money.
She didn't feel much at a loss today.
"Hello, is this Sanwan Clinic? There is something Mr. Chuanqi wants! Please collect it."
Just after Zhang Li registered, she saw a familiar voice coming into her mind.
She looked up and was stunned for a moment, then immediately said with a smile: "Okay, give me the things, I will transfer them to my husband in a moment, please. How much does it cost?"
"Sir has already paid in advance, so I'll leave first!"
After Qian Jun handed the things to Zhang Li, he waved his hand and left directly.
This chapter has been completed!