Chapter 53: Beijing-Han Road Strike

Zhao Dahai is a worker on the road to Jinghan. He is generous by nature and loves to make friends. He will definitely be a part of the matter of strikes, and he will definitely take the lead.

Thinking of this, Chen Zikun hurriedly asked, "How is the Grand Marshal going to deal with the strike?"

Zhao Yufeng said, "What else can I do with it? Just kaka." As he said that, he made a beheading gesture.

Chen Zikun took a deep breath: "It's just a strike, there's no need for such thunderous means."

Zhao Yufeng sneered: "The Grand Marshal can tolerate it. These workers are just rude. They tasted the sweetness of the strike several times before, but they became excited. They took advantage of the Chinese New Year's Eve to strike again. Isn't this intentional trouble? Where does our military pay come from? It's not entirely up to the income from Jinghan Road. When they strike, let's drink the northwest wind."

Only then did Chen Zikun understand the seriousness of the problem. The Jinghan Line can be called Wu Peifu's lifeline. This railway can not only quickly dispatch troops and control the hinterland of Beijing and the Central Plains, but also a money tree. The Jinghan Line will be stopped for one day, and the economic losses will be immeasurable. It is also spread during the peak freight passenger transport at the end of the year. It would be strange if the general was not in a hurry to get angry.

Seeing Chen Zikun's worry, Adjutant Zhao said, "It's okay. I'll calm down after cutting a few heads. I won't be late to go back to Beijing for the New Year."

Chen Zikun didn't hide it from him and said, "I have a friend working on Jinghan Road, and I'm afraid he will also be involved in the work tide."

Zhao Yufeng said: "But the elder brother we met in Hankou three years ago was also giving us flour."

"That's right, his name is Zhao Dahai, so he runs to the line in Hankou, Zhengzhou."

"That's a problem. A few days ago, the general ordered the arrest of a group of workers who were causing trouble. Maybe this guy is among them. I went back to the Zhengzhou Police Station to inquire. If he was caught, we should find a way quickly."

Without further ado, Chen Zikun went to Zhengzhou to inquire about the news. Before leaving, he went to the staff office to ask for leave. His current superior is Zhang Fangyan, the chief of staff, and Director Zhang is also the rank of colonel. He is very polite to the celebrity in front of the general Chen Zikun, and he immediately accepted the leave without saying a word.

When Chen Zikun went out, a group of lieutenant-colonists and majors of the General Staff Office immediately started whispering. When Chen Zikun was the leader, they were already school officials, but two or three years later, the former army of the leader actually climbed onto their heads. No one could swallow this tone. Therefore, although Chen Zikun had been in office for half a month, he could not integrate into the small group of the General Staff Office.

He borrowed a car from the adjutant, and Chen Zikun took Zhao Yufeng and Lao Wang and Lao Li to Zhengzhou.

Zhengzhou was originally a small town. Since the completion of Longhai Road and Jinghan Road, two major transportation routes in the east, west, south and north intersected here, forming the most important transportation hub and railway marshalling station in the Central Plains. Zhengzhou has developed and flourished, and is still one of the largest cities in the Central Plains today.

Zhao Yufeng often goes to Zhengzhou to drink and gamble, and is very familiar with the terrain. Under his guidance, the car drove to the workers' dormitory area of ​​Zhengzhou Railway Bureau. It is located along the railway and is a newly built red brick bungalow. It is almost the New Year, but there is no smell of the New Year here, but it is filled with a sad atmosphere.

The car was slowly driving on the road in the dormitory area. An old man carrying a dung basket was passing by on the side of the road. Zhao Yufeng lowered the window and asked him: "Old man, do you know where a person named Zhao Dahai lives?"

The old man looked up at him, shook his head coldly, and pointed to his ears and mouth.

"Damn it, it turns out he's a deaf person." Zhao Yufeng cursed and retracted his car.

The car slowly drove forward, and the old man spat hatefully and whispered: "You are the deaf."

Seeing the car with five-colored stars painted on the door, every household slammed the door and windows, and the children playing at the door were also carried in by adults.

"Fuck me, why do you feel like a mouse crossing the street?" Zhao Yufeng blinked, with a suspicion on his face, and suddenly realized: "This military uniform is weird. The police station just caught a group of workers a few days ago. Maybe they thought we were here to arrest people."

Chen Zikun had an idea and said, "It's better to go to the police station to inquire directly."

Now Chen Zikun is a senior staff officer under the tent of Marshal Wu. No matter where he goes, no one dares to neglect. When Zhengzhou Police Chief Huang Dianchen heard that someone from Luoyang came, he immediately went to the gate to greet him. Chen Zikun was in a straight military uniform, shiny horse boots, and a clanging sword. He was followed by the adjutant's horse barely. His temperament was naturally extraordinary. Director Huang smiled and welcomed Chen Zikun into the police station, serving him with good cigarettes and tea.

After Chen Zikun sat down, he mentioned the purpose of the trip straight to the point: "The Grand Marshal was extremely concerned about the strike on the Jinghan Road. He didn't know what progress was made by Director Huang and when the railway could be opened to traffic."

Huang Dianchen didn't know it was a plan, so he hurriedly reported: "The union lion spoke out loud and put forward several conditions. The first is to remove the director of the Beijing-Han Railway Bureau and the police chief of Bei Zhi, and to compensate them for their losses. The military band beat drums and drums to send the seized plaque of the Zhengzhou Railway Trade Union back."

Chen Zikun slapped the table: "It's extremely ridiculous!"

Director Huang echoed: "It's not just ridiculous, it's simply ridiculous. They also asked for paid rest on Sunday and a week off during the Spring Festival, hahaha."

Chen Zikun didn't laugh. It is undeniable that some of the trade unions' requirements were simply a trick of the tiger. It was impossible to remove the director of the Road Bureau and the police chief. Letting the military band send the things back was equivalent to slapping Wu Peifu in public. However, the two conditions of Sunday rest and Spring Festival holidays really reflect the hardships of the workers.

"How did Director Huang deal with it?" Chen Zikun asked.

Seeing that Chen Zikun was not smiling, Huang Dianchen quickly stopped his smile and coughed dryly, "I sent people to arrest all the leaders of the union, tortured them and ordered them to resume work."

“Is it effective?”

"Not yet. You don't know anything about the staff officer Chen. This group of people is not simple. They are **!" The term Huang Dianchen threw out shocked Chen Zikun.

"What should Director Huang do?"

"Kill!" Huang Dianchen sneered sinisterly and made a gesture of cutting melons.

"How many people have been arrested? Is there a list?" Chen Zikun said.

"Yes, come here, bring the list." Huang Dianchen asked his men to get the list and submit it to Chen Zikun.

Looking at it at a glance, Zhao Dahai's name was indeed among the more than ten arrested people!

"I want to interrogate the prisoner." Chen Zikun stood up without saying a word, "Where are they locked up?"

"It's in the police station." Huang Dianchen personally led Chen Zikun to the police station's cell and met the twelve and a half prisoners who were imprisoned here, including a ten-year-old boy who was arrested with his father. Because he was too young, he could only be considered half a person.

The cell was dark and the ground was covered with rotten thatch and the air was dirty. Chen Zikun couldn't help but cover his nose with his hands wearing white gloves, pointing casually at Zhao Dahai on the list and saying, "Come on this person, I want to ask alone."

Director Huang immediately followed suit and vacated the prison guard's duty room to ask Chen Zikun to interrogate the criminals.

With the sound of shackles mopping the floor, Zhao Dahai was brought in. When he saw Chen Zikun, his pupils shrank a little, but he did not show any strange expression.

"You guys go out first." Chen Zikun sent the prison guard and looked up and down at Zhao Dahai: "Brother Dahai, who beats you?"

Zhao Dahai had a messy hair and black eyes. He had obviously been beaten up, but his eyes were extremely shining, as if he had understood the true meaning of life.

"Da Kunzi, I really didn't expect our brothers to meet here. When will you return to China?" Zhao Dahai smiled and sat down at the table.

"I just came back and heard that the Zhengzhou railway workers were on strike. Come and take a look. Fortunately, it's okay. Don't worry. I'll find a way to take you out in the future." Chen Zikun said.

Zhao Dahai didn't answer, stared at Chen Zikun with bright eyes, and suddenly asked, "Is there any cigarette?"

Chen Zikun took out a box of big front door and helped Zhao Dahai ignite it, and ordered one himself.

Zhao Dahai took a deep breath of cigarettes, then slowly exhaled, and said, "Da Kunzi, thank you for your kindness. I can't leave because my comrades are still here. Let's make a revolutionary oath together to share the joys and sorrows."

Chen Zikun said: "If you don't leave, you will be beheaded."

Zhao Dahai took another breath of cigarette and smiled indifferently: "Revolution always has to sacrifice. I, the one who takes the lead, will let those workers who follow me strike die? Da Kunzi, if you think about our brothers' feelings, you will agree to me two things."

"What's up?"

"First, take Ye Kai away. He is only ten years old and is still a child. Second, the bed in my dormitory is laid out and a new cotton coat will be taken home for me."

Chen Zikun stood up angrily, paced back and forth in the room for two steps, pointed at Zhao Dahai's nose and cursed: "Zhao Dahai, your brain is rusted? Your arms can't twist your thighs. How could you, a group of workers, beat Wu Dashuai! You are dead, it's your sister-in-law and the child who are sad. Who can remember your good things?"

Zhao Dahai smiled, very heroic and free and easy.

"You don't understand, what you don't understand, the value of sacrifice may not be reflected for the time being, but without the bleeding now, the working class will never awaken."

Chen Zikun was silent. Zhao Dahai in front of him and Zhao Dahai in his mind were no longer the same person. Zhao Dahai now had something more in his eyes, something that he could not understand for the time being.

In the cell, Huang Dianchen paced back and forth, and suddenly a subordinate came to report it out of breath: "Director, Luoyang is in urgent need of electricity!"

Huang Dianchen hurried to answer the phone, and the voice of the deputy director of the Luyu Inspection Commission came from the receiver: "Xiao Huang, how is the strike dealing with it? Is the Grand Marshal waiting for your news?"

"Return to Director, Staff Chen sent by the General Manager is interrogating the workers' representatives." Huang Dianchen replied.

"What? Staff Officer Chen? The General Manager didn't send anyone there."
Chapter completed!