On New Year's Eve, the young marshal returned to Shanghai to celebrate the New Year, and Lu Ming went to pay New Year's greetings as usual.
There was still a lot of traffic in front of the Young Marshal's Mansion, and it was very lively. In addition to some celebrities from Shanghai who came to visit, more of them were the Young Marshal's subordinates.
Lu Ming originally just wanted to say New Year's greetings and leave, but the young marshal winked at him, meaning don't leave in a hurry, he had something to talk about.
The young marshal entertained many guests, including celebrities from all walks of life in Shanghai. After the meal, he chatted politely with the guests. It was about three o'clock in the afternoon before the guests left one after another.
The young marshal invited Lu Ming to the study, asked everyone around him to exit, closed the door of the study, and then said seriously: "Brother, I received a telegram from the Communist Party yesterday. They want to follow
I form an alliance and go to Northeast China to fight the Japanese together, what do you think?"
Lu Ming did not answer immediately. He thought for a moment and asked, "What do you think, brother?"
"You don't know, brother." the young marshal said somewhat mysteriously.
"Actually, I have been in contact with the Communist Party in the past few years. They are still reliable, but their ability is limited now and they cannot help me much, so I am hesitant. You should know that the old man is anti-Communist with all his heart. He is
I will never let go of the Communist Party. If I form an alliance with the Communist Party, I will be against him."
"I think it's urgent to form an alliance with the Communist Party. What do your generals think?" Lu Ming asked tentatively.
"They are willing to form an alliance with any organization, as long as it helps them fight back to their hometown. Most of my subordinates are from the Northeast. Their families, relatives and friends are all in the Northeast. What they think about day and night is to fight back to their hometown." The young marshal smiled bitterly.
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"If the committee insists on implementing the policy of suppressing the Communist Party, what are you going to do?" Lu Ming asked again.
"This old stubborn has nothing else in his heart except being anti-communist. Even ten bulls can't pull him back." The young marshal couldn't help but curse.
As the young marshal spoke, he stood up and paced around the study, the expression on his face changing.
Lu Ming could see that the young commander was determined to form an alliance with the Communist Party and fight against Japan. This was also in line with the concept of establishing a broad national united front proposed by the Chinese Communist Party.
The young marshal thought this was an opportunity. If the commissioner hadn't been so stubborn, he would have led the Northeast Army back to the Northeast and regained his lost home even if he risked his life.
The Northeastern Army is still under his control, but military expenditures are paid for by the Republic of China government, so the higher authorities do not agree with him to lead troops back to the Northeast, and he has no way to do what he wants.
The daily expenditure of 300,000 people is staggering. The financial resources of the Northeastern hometown are cut off. Without the government to allocate military expenditures, it is unsustainable to rely on the young marshal alone to raise funds. In that case, the Northeastern Army may become a beggar.
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"Brother, I left you here because I wanted to ask you for a favor." The young marshal suddenly stopped and said as if he had made some decision.
"Brother, you're welcome. If you have any questions, just ask me. I'll do my best, little brother." Lu Ming cupped his fists and said.
"I want to contact the Soviet government, preferably one of their important figures, a leader who means what he says," the young marshal said.
"Ah? You plan to form an alliance with the Chinese Communist Party, so what's the use of going to the leaders of the Soviet Communist Party? Can the Soviet leaders force the committee to agree to your alliance with the Chinese Communist Party?" Lu Ming laughed.
"That's not it. I have an idea in my mind. I can't tell you yet. It's not that I don't believe you, but I haven't made up my mind yet." The young marshal said in a quick tone.
"I have some contacts with the Soviet Union, but it's hard to say whether I can contact their leaders." Lu Ming thought for a moment and said.
"You contact me and ask them to send a representative to meet with me. I have important matters to discuss with them. You tell them that this matter is related to the overall situation of China's war of resistance and will also have an impact on the Soviet Union." The young marshal sounded a little excited.
typical.
"Okay, I will contact you in the next two days. However, brother, in my personal opinion, the Soviet Union has its own calculations in the face of China's war of resistance, and we cannot completely trust them."
Lu Ming reminded the young marshal that this was the conclusion he came to after dealing with the Soviets. No matter what country it is, independence is the most important. Relying on external forces is tantamount to owing others a debt, which must be repaid sooner or later.
"I have also considered this. It must be a win-win situation and something beneficial to both parties before it can be accomplished." The young marshal turned around and looked at a military map in the study.
"Brother, do you have complete thoughts on forming an alliance with the CCP?" Lu Ming asked consciously.
"Not yet, just like you said, let's wait and see how the situation develops." The young marshal said helplessly.
After the young marshal made this decision, his expression became much calmer. He sat down and said with a wry smile: "Brother, you see, I lead hundreds of thousands of troops every day and serve as the deputy commander-in-chief of the land, navy and air force. It seems very honorable.
In fact, no one knows how painful I feel."
Lu Ming silently smiled bitterly. Of course he couldn't taste the young marshal's feelings, but he could still make a rough guess.
"My brothers are all from the Northeast. They have been away from their hometown for more than four years. They are very homesick. I often hear the soldiers in the military camp crying. It is like a knife cutting out my heart!" Shao Shao
Shuai lowered his heavy head.
"Brother, I can understand your mood. If the anti-Japanese national united front can be established, I think there is hope for this matter." Lu Ming followed the young marshal's train of thought and said.
"No one can understand that I have been wandering around with them these past few years, just like a prodigal son who has left home. I have always dreamed of taking them back to my hometown one day." The young marshal said stubbornly.
"All Chinese people are the same. Hometown represents mother. A person who loses his mother is an orphan..." Lu Ming had experience of living overseas, and the young marshal's unforgettable attachment to his hometown immediately infected him.
"After I came back from Italy, I found that the morale of the military was a little unstable. After careful investigation, I found that the brothers were homesick. I don't know how many years this state can last. If things go on like this, it is inevitable that the morale of the military will be weakened. Then there may be
There will be a large number of deserters, and even the army will be divided, just like the Northwest Army back then. If that day comes, the Northeast Army will cease to exist."
"The young marshal loves his soldiers as much as his sons. It is well-known in the army. The brothers of the Northeast Army will never leave you." Lu Ming was telling the truth, but he also had an element of cheering for the young marshal.
"Things in the world don't go as expected. If that day comes, who will I be? Just like Marshal Feng, I will become a polished commander." The young marshal said with some anxiety.
"Brother, don't worry too much. I don't think what happened to the Northwest Army will happen to you." Lu Ming consoled him.
"I have been having trouble sleeping and eating recently. I have to think about the worst, and I must stabilize the morale of the military as soon as possible. The best way to stabilize the morale of the military is to give them hope and give them hope of returning to their hometowns as soon as possible."
Lu Ming chatted with the young marshal until the evening, and then had dinner with the young marshal, Miss Zhao Si and several adjutants before saying goodbye and leaving.
Lu Ming returned to Wanguo Apartment and immediately went to find Andre and Peter.
Andre and Peter did not live in the secret service school. They usually had other work tasks, so it was most convenient to move around in the Wanguo Apartment.
After Lu Ming met Andre and Peter, he first chatted a few words about the Secret Service School. The two Russians greatly praised the students recruited by the Secret Service School and believed that these agents would become an effective force in changing the situation in Asia in the future.
At that time, the situation in Europe was turbulent, the flames of World War II had been laid, and the Soviet intelligence agencies were actively responding to the unpredictable European situation.
Andre drank strong vodka and said to Lu Ming: "Is there any progress in your anti-Japanese national united front now?"
Lu Ming said: "I came here today just to discuss this matter with you two. General Zhang Xueliang told me his anti-Japanese ideas and he wanted to get in touch with senior leaders of the Soviet Communist Party."
"General Zhang wants to see our leader, what is the important matter?" Bearded Peter asked.
"I don't know about that. I just conveyed his formal request. He can only discuss the specific matters with your representatives. But he said that this is a major event about China's resistance to Japan and will also be related to the Soviet Union in the future."
Lu Ming said.
Andre and Peter looked at each other, both with doubts on their faces and hesitant attitudes.
After a while, Peter said: "Little people like us can't get in touch with the big leaders, so we can only transfer General Zhang's request to the country, and the domestic leaders will convey it to the central government. As for whether the central government will agree to send a representative to meet with General Zhang, we
I don’t know.”
"That's enough. I just hope you can convey the young commander's ideas to the country." Lu Ming said with a smile.
He also knew that when the young marshal was in the Northeast, he had an unpleasant quarrel with the Soviet Union over territorial issues and had a war. Although neither side suffered much loss, the relationship was naturally not very good.
Lu Ming acted as a liaison for the young marshal to promote this matter. In fact, he had no idea what the young marshal wanted to do, let alone that he had inadvertently started the prelude to a great event in Chinese history.
This great event directly rewrote the course of Chinese history and even affected the future political structure of Asia and the world.
Lu Ming was still confused at this time. He only knew that the young marshal wanted to meet with Soviet leaders, and the discussion must be related to the anti-Japanese war. For Lu Ming, knowing this was enough.
After talking about business, Lu Ming continued to drink vodka, eat sausages and chat casually with Andre and Peter.
The prelude to great historical events often begins with little people.