Lu Ming stepped out of the car, and the two men stood on the empty street, looking at each other.
In the silent silence, both sides heard each other's heartbeat and blood boiling.
Zhang Ziyang couldn't help it anymore. He ran over, punched Lu Ming, and said loudly: "Yes, you are still alive after all!"
Lu Ming turned sideways and waved his legs and said, "You don't have to worry, kid. I won't close my eyes until the day Japan loses to China."
"I'm not cursing you. We haven't seen each other for a few days, it seems like it's been years." Zhang Ziyang calmed down.
"These past few days have really caught up with me for several years." Lu Ming was also deeply moved.
Psychological time is indeed a very strange thing. Sometimes you will feel that a day is extremely long, and sometimes a year will pass by in a flash.
Around January 28, 1932, time seemed to have been extremely compressed. More things happened in a week than in a year.
Lu Ming had almost forgotten that he used to go to Zhang Ziyang for a drink when he had nothing to do. Those days seemed to be very far away and out of reach.
Lu Ming also didn't expect that he would turn into a person who calls Lan Yi Club his home. This is not his personality at all.
Your opponent can transform you, and your enemy will make you successful. This seems to make sense.
Lu Ming unknowingly turned into another person. This person heard the sound of his joints getting thicker and felt the magnetic force between his soles and the ground beneath his feet.
At this time, there was another violent explosion in the distance, and the shouts of many people could be vaguely heard.
Zhang Ziyang's face was ashen, his expression mixed with anger, anxiety and fear.
"Lu Ming, what kind of medicine did you say the little devil took? How dare he hit us? He's not afraid of breaking his teeth!" Zhang Ziyang cursed angrily.
"Of course they are confident that they dare to fight. Modern industry is their steel teeth." Lu Ming said.
"Then do you think the 19th Route Army can withstand the Japanese attack?" Zhang Ziyang asked worriedly.
"Of course we can. It doesn't all rely on the 19th Route Army. There are many reinforcements that will follow. Shanghai is not the Northeast." Lu Ming said, staring at the thick black smoke rising in the distance.
Black smoke almost covered half of the sky. It must be that houses and some buildings in Zhabei caught fire after the bombing.
"It's a pity that we don't have planes and cannons, otherwise the Japanese would not dare to be so arrogant." Zhang Ziyang sighed.
Lu Ming didn't answer him. He was thinking about what the Blue Clothes Club could do to help the 19th Route Army.
Of course, the Chinese army has planes and cannons, but the air force is too weak to defeat the Japanese carrier-based aircraft, and the cannons do not have enough range. Otherwise, how would the Japanese dare to park warships on the Huangpu River?
To be honest, the strength of the national army is to bully and bully the weak Communist Party armed forces, and even some powerful local forces cannot suppress them.
"By the way, Cai Lian is okay. If she is scared, just send her here. I have a place to put her." Lu Ming said.
"It's okay. In the worst case, I will take her to the station." Zhang Ziyang said.
As he was talking, a policeman shouted "Inspector Zhang" at the top of his lungs.
"I won't talk to you anymore. I'm still on duty. You little son of a bitch won't even let you sleep." Zhang Ziyang walked over cursing.
Lu Ming drove back to Wanguo Apartment and saw rows of national flags of various colors on the roof, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.
When he returned to the room, both Mingzhu sisters were asleep, and his bottle of wine was empty. Both of them had flushed faces, which was quite unique.
"You just came back and we drank all your wine." Yuan Mingzhu said a little drunkenly.
"There are plenty of wine cabinets. You can drink if you want. Bring my luggage and I'll stay at Mr. Dong's place."
Lu Ming originally wanted to live in the apartment at the detective station, but he was a little worried about it, so he thought it would be better to stay in Mr. Dong's room for a few days.
"I said Lu Ming, don't go anywhere else. I think the bed is quite big, so you can sleep with Mingzhu." Ning Xiner said with a bit of a tongue.
Lu Ming shook his head and smiled bitterly. The fighting was fierce outside, but the two sisters were lucky enough to get themselves half drunk at home.
Yuan Mingzhu ignored Ning Xiner and took over Lu Ming's packed luggage. Lu Ming carried the luggage and went to Mr. Dong's room.
Mr. Dong was still awake, still staring at the thick smoke in the distance and the tongues of fire that shot up into the sky from time to time, and listening to the bursts of violent bombings.
Of course he had no problem with Lu Ming coming over to sleep here. The room was always empty anyway, so the two of them had the opportunity to chat more.
Lu Ming made the bed but did not go to sleep. He was not sleepy at all. Besides, no one in Shanghai could sleep well tonight unless they were stunned by the shells.
"Mr. Lu, do you think this battle is really low-intensity and controllable? Why do I feel that the Japanese are so fierce?" Mr. Dong asked.
"As long as they don't have a large army coming, it will be low-intensity and controllable. No matter how fierce the artillery fire is, the bayonet will eventually need to see red to prove that they occupy this area." Lu Ming said.
"Don't the Japanese plan to send out their army to attack Shanghai?" Mr. Dong asked.
"No, they are currently dispatching only the Marine Corps. This military operation is led by the Japanese Navy." Lu Ming replied.
Mr. Dong said oh, as if he understood, and then fell into deep thought again.
After a moment of silence, Lu Ming said: "This is a rare opportunity for your party."
"How do you say this, Mr. Lu?" Mr. Dong asked.
"If the Japanese attack Shanghai, the government will have to postpone or even stop the siege of your party's base areas. You can not only take the opportunity to take a break, but also continue to promote the formation of an anti-Japanese alliance from all walks of life across the country." Lu Ming said.
Mr. Dong smiled bitterly and said: "We are willing to survive in the cracks of warlords from various places, but we are absolutely not willing to develop and grow due to the invasion of foreign enemies. Our interests are tied to the interests of all the Chinese people. When Japan invades, we are subject to
What is being harmed is the entire Chinese people, and we are also the victims."
Lu Ming nodded: "That's right. A political party that is not aligned with the interests of all the people is never a good political party, and a government that is not tied to the interests of all the people is an incompetent government."
Mr. Dong said: "What the Kuomintang reactionaries have done is contrary to the interests of all the people, so they are destined to fail. Although they seem strong now and we are weak, we must be the ones who win in the end."
Lu Ming smiled. He couldn't fully agree with Mr. Dong's point of view now.
Lu Ming had his own views on the Kuomintang. He opposed the faction in the Kuomintang that advocated peace with Japan, and even scorned the peace movement.
But he had illusions about the Kuomintang faction that advocated resistance to Japan. He joined the Blue Shirt Club and planned to establish a spy school, all of which were to prepare for the future resistance against Japan.
Because he knew that in ten years, Japan would definitely have a large-scale military conflict with China, and he hoped that the Kuomintang government would face reality and lead the entire people to resist Japan.
Lu Ming suddenly remembered this and said, "By the way, Brother Ning gave me a box of gold bars last time, saying it was your reward for me. I forgot to return it to you. He let me use it a few days ago. I
I want to pay you back in U.S. dollars or silver dollars, do you think that’s okay?”
"That may be Gang Leader Ning's own intention. We only paid Gang Leader Ning the money for the batch of arms and did not pay extra. We are not that generous." Mr. Dong said with a hint of sarcasm.
"It's not a sin to have money, right? For me, I don't think about how much money I have, but I was born in such a family, so I naturally have a lot of money." After Lu Ming finished speaking, he waved his hands, which meant
There is nothing I can do.
"Mr. Lu, don't get me wrong. I'm not saying that it's a sin for you to be rich. On the contrary, if you weren't rich, I wouldn't be able to live here for free. You have already helped us a lot." Mr. Dong explained quickly.
"Isn't your party's policy to eliminate all the property-owning classes and create a country where all the people are proletarian? Or is it to implement public ownership like the Soviet Union?" Lu Ming was a little curious.
Regarding the advantages and disadvantages of the national system, Lu Ming has been trying to gain an in-depth understanding.
He is relatively familiar with the free economy of the United States. As for the socialist system, he has discussed it more with Peter and Andre, but he has not had much communication with Mr. Dong.
"The system we will establish in the future should be similar to that of the Soviet Union. Of course, China has China's national conditions and cannot copy the Soviet system. There are still certain differences," Mr. Dong said.
Lu Ming originally wanted to inquire about the situation in the CCP base area, but considering that he was now suspected of being the head of the Kuomintang spy, asking about the situation would not be suspected of gathering intelligence, so he might as well avoid it.