There are also advantages to using a group of desperadoes like the Black Dragon Society, that is, you never have to worry about them rebelling.
Their loyalty to their master is blind obedience engraved in their bones, regardless of right or wrong, right or wrong. They would rather commit suicide than surrender, let alone rebel.
The disadvantages are also obvious. The people of the Black Dragon Society are like a ball of chemical explosives with unstable molecular structure. If used well, they can kill their opponents. If used poorly, they may self-destruct.
"Shall we ask for instructions from above to mobilize the security forces of His Excellency Commander Shigeru Honjo?" the beautiful woman suggested.
If the people of the Black Dragon Society are abandoned, the only people who can still be called upon are the guard squadrons who came to Shanghai with Honjo Shige. This move is too cruel.
The guard squadron is a specially trained soldier, equivalent to today's special operations team. Ordinary people cannot get close. Three or five people are no match.
The Japanese consulate also has manpower available, but the people in the consulate are from a different perspective. Their attitude towards the Manchurian Railway agents is the same as the Manchurian Railway agents towards the Black Dragon Society, nothing but contempt and contempt.
"No, if His Majesty Shigeru's personal safety is threatened due to the deployment of security forces, even if we die a hundred times, it won't be enough to atone for our sins." Ozawa Seishiro shook his head repeatedly.
In the afternoon, Lu Ming felt like a beast trapped in a cage. Now Ozawa also feels this way. Although they are Party A and no one is surrounding them, this Party A is a little aggrieved and the initiative is suddenly in his hands.
It was taken away by Party B.
"We will monitor him tonight and don't do anything." Ozawa reluctantly gave the order.
In the ballroom, the band played tirelessly one piece of music after another. Even when the dancers were taking a break, they still played soothing and relaxing music.
Lu Ming invited them to come. In addition to the 500 yuan outsourcing fee for one night, he also gave a tip of 10 yuan for each piece of music. While they were playing the music, they were thinking about the banknotes they would get tomorrow, and their veins were flowing.
The sound of money.
Everyone drank wine and smoked Black Cat cigarettes. The ballroom was filled with smoke, and their hair and clothes were fragrant. Under the influence of the alcohol and smoke, and with the gentle serenade flowing, everyone was intoxicated and danced to their heart's content.
They danced, laughed happily, and sang and danced peacefully, as if they had forgotten the outside world, let alone the lights and shadows of swords in the darkness.
There was unlimited supply of fine wine and high-end cigarettes tonight, as well as pastries, sausages, French bread and cheese. Even though they were so rich, there was a person from the Soviet government quietly muttering that there was no black bread or pickles.
Lu Ming smiled after hearing this. Vodka, black bread, and pickled cucumbers are Russian national treasures.
The traditional Russians prefer sausages. Their preference for sausages is no less than that of the Germans. However, ordinary people cannot eat sausages casually. Pickles are like pickles in rural China, and black bread is equivalent to Chinese bread.
Wotou.
As long as the Russians have vodka, black bread and sausages, they will have a fairy-like life. They will have no more desires and desires, and they can get drunk in strong drinks and enter a state of selflessness.
"Mr. Andre, the dance was held in a hurry and the reception was not good, please forgive me." Lu Ming said with a smile.
"Mr. Lu, the food and wine you provided are so rich. Although there is no black bread and pickles, I still want to express my sincere gratitude to you."
Mr. Andrei was a staff member assigned by the Soviet government to Shanghai. Lu Ming didn't know what his specific job was. He only knew that he was helping the government of the Republic of China.
It is said that he was a staff member sent by the Soviet government at the request of the Republic of China government after Mr. Zhongshan proposed the policy of alliance with Russia and the Communist Party. Later, the Republic of China government split with the Chinese Communist Party and launched a bloody massacre of CCP members. The alliance with Russia and the Communist Party advocated by Mr. Zhongshan
Policy, the former was retained, the latter was completely destroyed.
The Soviet government did not protest against the Republic of China government's change of Mr. Sun Yat-sen's wishes. On the surface, they seemed more like relatives of the Kuomintang.
Lu Ming was not very clear about these changes that had taken place during the Republic of China. He only knew that Commander-in-Chief Chiang had both German and Soviet military advisers around him.
Lu Ming always felt a little funny every time he met Mr. Andre, because there were many white Russians who had fled from the apartment building, and they and Andre were sworn enemies.
Because after the October Revolution, the Soviet Union massacred the entire family of the Tsar, including his immediate and collateral relatives. It could be said to have been eradicated, in order to completely destroy the bloodline of the Romanov dynasty and prevent them from coming back.
But in China they lived under the same roof, and although they had no contact with each other, they were in peace.
Andre's job is not in Shanghai, but in Nanjing, but he likes Shanghai. Since his workload is not heavy, he can often be seen at Wanguo Apartment.
"Mr. Andre, don't you Russians like red sausage the most? French bread is not worse than black bread." Yan Xiaohui came over and said with a smile.
"No, you don't understand, Ms. Yan, I am not a Russian, but a Soviet." Andrei corrected.
"Isn't the Soviet Union the same as Russia? What's the difference?" Yan Xiaohui said blankly.
"Yes and no, Russia represents the outdated and backward feudal imperial system, our Soviet government is new and prosperous, and the Soviet people are a new people and a new country reborn from blood." Andrei explained very seriously.
"But aren't pickled cucumbers and black bread more ancient and stale?" Yan Xiaohui teased him.
"Oh, that's two different things. The food is always fresh. Let's put it this way, black bread and pickles are like the steamed buns and pickles that you Chinese eat. No matter how far you travel and how good you eat, even if you eat delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, you still can't forget the steamed buns.
And pickles." Andre said seriously.
Lu Ming and Yan Xiaohui nodded. Andre's metaphor was more vivid and they could understand it.
Although French bread is fragrant, it cannot replace brown bread. Similarly, no matter how good the shark's fin and bird's nest are, it cannot replace the taste of pickles. It is nostalgia and the taste of home. It seems that Mr. Andre is homesick.
Fortunately, good vodka was prepared here, which could alleviate his homesickness a little, but it was probably the vodka that aroused his homesickness.
At this time, a dance music just happened to end, and the dancers all left to rest. Yuan Mingzhu and Ning Xiner also came over, curiously watching Lu Ming and Yan Xiaohui talking to a strange-looking foreigner.
"Mr. Andre, what did you do in our Republic of China government?" Lu Ming asked curiously.
"To help you train your army, the main purpose is to help your soldiers become familiar with the various weapons we provide." Andre replied readily.
These are not secrets, but Lu Ming has never cared about the affairs of the Republic of China government, so he knows nothing about them.
At that time, the people who helped the Republic of China government train the army were German military advisers. In the construction of the army, the Republic of China government and the Japanese military department chose to follow the German army. Although the German army was the loser in World War I, it did not affect their honor in the slightest.
The Soviet government also sent a military advisory group to the Republic of China government to help them become proficient in various weapons purchased with Soviet government assistance or loans. Andrei was a member of the military advisory group.
Lu Ming and Andre were talking. They were full of curiosity about this ancient and great country, and they were even more interested in the new regime of the Bolsheviks.
Of course, they are more familiar with the Troika of Russian literary circles: Tolstoy, Tostoevsky and Turgenev. These three literary giants also have extensive influence in Europe and the United States.
The crisis has not yet been resolved, the joy in the ballroom is still going on, and the music of the piano is like singing. The competition between Lu Ming and Ozawa is like a string stretched long by the night, and I don't know when it will make a breaking sound.