"Dear citizens and compatriots, the Japanese oppressed us Chinese and used our blood and flesh to build their monuments. They used bayonets and blood to water them into rows of buildings!"
"Compatriots, stand up. Only by standing up can we resist Japanese imperialism and our Chinese nation can stand in the world."
"Compatriots, look, this is "Song of Changchun", this is "Changchun Under Blood and Tears", compatriots, stand up. Only by standing up can we resist. Only by joining the resistance can we...
"
Just as Zhang Tianhao was sitting in the office writing translation documents, suddenly there was a crisp and familiar shouting outside, and these sounds soon reached his ears.
He walked to the window sill and looked out onto the street. A student-looking girl and two student-looking young men were holding up flyers in their hands and shouting loudly.
In his hand was a red and green leaflet. If Zhang Tianhao hadn't heard what he had just shouted, he would have thought he heard it wrong.
He actually came here to hand out flyers, and it was an article he wrote for the "Awakening" tabloid. A circle of onlookers gathered around him. Some of them picked up the flyers and read them. Some shook their heads and sighed. Faced with this situation
, why don’t these people know it?
"Compatriots, stand up. Only by defeating Japanese imperialism, defeat..."
"Run quickly, damn the Japanese dogs are coming."
At this time, several policemen heard that someone was making trouble here, ran over directly, and even blew their whistles.
"Damn it, stop it, stop it!"
The three policemen arrived here, saw the flyers, and chased the students. However, since a large circle of people had already surrounded the place, it was a bit difficult for the police to catch up.
After passing by these citizens, when the police chased me, the people had already disappeared.
"Interesting, it's Du Xiaoyue. This girl has come out to cause trouble again, and she's not afraid of being caught. She hasn't learned her lesson from that shot last year, haha!"
Looking at the three students who had run away, he regained his purpose, and then looked at the policemen below who were collecting contraband, especially leaflets, which these policemen hated deeply.
This kind of thing is like dog-skin plaster. It is posted everywhere. As long as it is cleaned, it will be there again two days later. No one knows when it was posted.
The Japanese were unhappy when they saw it, and the police were scolded or criticized when they saw it.
"Haha, these little guys are full of energy!"
Picking up the document and lowering your head to translate it can only be a kind of fun in leisure time.
…
"Oh, Mr. Qin, you get off work early today!"
"It's early there. Isn't it time to get off work?" Zhang Tianhao smiled at Fred, and then went directly to the apartment opposite.
There was nothing going on tonight, and he had to go back to catch up on his sleep. Although it didn't matter if he didn't sleep all day and night, he still habitually caught up on his sleep.
That way he would have more energy, and the time now was half past five. He could rest for a while. After all, there was nothing big going on today.
As usual, everyone fell asleep on the bed and began to rest.
He slept until 7:55 minutes, and the alarm clock on his bedside woke him up, forcing him to open his eyes and look up at the sky outside.
It was already dark outside, and he felt his stomach growl at the same time.
"Forgot to eat dinner."
He looked at it, then got up and washed his face, sat down in front of the desk, turned on the radio, and began to put away the days that Nanjing had made an appointment with him to send radio signals every tenth day.
"Chang Kong calls Dadi No. 2, Chang Kong calls Dadi No. 2. Please record the following: 4765 2834 1641 2714 8729...call again after one hour."
Soon such a call number came from the radio station. Zhang Tianhao recorded it directly, and then began to recall the code above. Soon, he discovered that it was also an order.
"Order: Track down the intelligence sent by the underground party to the Soviet Union and intercept it."
Looking at the above content, Zhang Tianhao's heart was like a five-flavor bottle, and he dug it out. After all, Nanjing actually knew about Zhou Li's important information and wanted to intercept it.
Isn't this another internal fight? At this point, there is another internal fight, and he really doesn't know what to say.
"If we don't fight among ourselves that day, won't we be able to get through the day?"
He could only sigh, not knowing what to say.
He picked up a match and burned the message directly, then stood up and started to wash his face, then picked up his coat and walked outside.
There were still many people on the street outside, but there were also more police officers. After all, the students' speeches during the day gave these police officers a headache.
“Boss, let’s have a bowl of wontons!”
Zhang Tianhao looked at the wonton seller, sat down at the small table next to him, and waited quietly.
The wontons were delivered quickly.
"Sir, your wontons!"
The old man brought the wontons over, and then Zhang Tianhao slowly ate them with a spoon.
"Boss, the business between these two people doesn't seem to be going well?"
"Mr. Qin, people have been arrested everywhere these past two days. I don't know what happened. At night, not many people dare to go out on the streets, let alone eat."
"Arrest people, why didn't I see them?"
"Mr. Qin, you are a cultural person. You may not know that there has been a bit of chaos these two days. Especially the police station and Japanese soldiers often move around the city. If they see some people, they will check them. Look, there are people checked over there.
Already."
"Did something big happen? It's become tense again in the past two days!"
An inexplicable doubt arose in his heart. After all, it was impossible for the police and Japanese soldiers to investigate so closely at night.
"Who knows, when will this day end?" The old man looked at Zhang Tianhao and sighed a little. After all, the family has to go on living. Without business, life will be unbearable.
"Oh, thank you, Lao Liu!"
After Zhang Tianhao finished eating the wontons, he walked forward. After all, he had nothing to do at night, so it was normal for him to go out for a walk.
"Stop, you two, stop!"
Just when he walked to an alley, he heard several loud shouts coming from inside, and then saw three students running directly towards him, with two policemen chasing behind him.
them.
"You little bastards, stop here, I'm going to see where you are going today!"
The three students were obviously frightened. One was carrying a small bucket and the other was holding a flyer. They ran directly in front of them. They seemed to be very scared and ran forward as hard as they could.
Suddenly one of the girls was running, and she didn't know what happened. She fell down and hit the ground hard. She fell to the ground and didn't recover for several seconds.
When the two students in front saw it, they wanted to go back and pull her, but she said loudly: "Run, run! Leave me alone!"
The other boy wanted to go back, but the other girl pulled him and kept running forward. After all, the things in their hands were the most important.
And this girl obviously didn't have any flyers in her hand, so she might be arrested, and she would suffer a lot.
