It was already dark. When Mrs. Jiang walked into the study, she found that the lights inside were not turned on at all.
Principal Jiang was sitting quietly behind the desk, seemingly thinking about some profound issue. When he saw Mrs. Jiang coming in, Principal Jiang immediately asked patiently: "Madam, why do you want him to refuse? Why did he refuse?"
Do you want to refuse? I don’t understand, I just can’t figure it out.”
Mrs. Jiang was silent. Although Principal Jiang's words were meaningless, she knew what he meant.
In the past two days, Principal Jiang has asked her the same question no less than a dozen times, but she can't give him an answer. The senior officials of the National Attendant's Office, the National Executive Yuan, and the National General Staff also can't give him an answer.
No one knows why Yue Weihan and the Baoshan Battalion refused to retreat. Perhaps it was as Yue Weihan said in his "Farewell Speech" that as soldiers, it was a shame to disarm and retreat, so they would rather die in battle.
"Alas." Principal Jiang suddenly sighed again and said, "It would be great if I could come back, alas..."
Principal Jiang's tone contained unspeakable regret. If Yue Weihan could come back, what would be a bright future? A general like Yue Weihan who dared to fight, fight to the death, and was very strategic and tactical, and was from Huangpu.
, and borrowed from Fenghua, there is no doubt that he will become the most dazzling star among the national army generals in the future!
Mrs. Jiang's heart is also full of regrets. No one knows Principal Jiang better than her. Yue Weihan and Baoshan Camp are probably doomed this time. This incident will definitely make Principal Jiang regret it for the rest of his life. Since marrying Principal Jiang,
Mrs. Chiang had never seen him value a national army general so highly.
However, Mrs. Jiang also knew that Principal Jiang just felt sorry.
As the leader of the party and state, President Jiang will never misjudge the international and domestic situation just because of his admiration for a certain general. At this juncture, it is impossible for President Jiang to give public support to the Baoshan Camp, let alone to the concession authorities.
Pressure forced the concession authorities to change their decision to release Baoshan Camp.
Compared with the fate of the entire party and state, Yue Weihan's life and death seemed insignificant.
…………
Shanghai French Concession, Du Mansion.
A lean man with a slender face and a stubby haircut was lying on a rocking chair meditating. Behind the man stood a dozen strong men in black shorts. The leading two sturdy men even had waists on their waists.
Each of them had two noodle boxes inserted into them. This thin man was none other than Du Yuesheng, the famous Qing Gang boss in Shanghai.
There is a declaration on the small coffee table in front of Du Yuesheng. This is the extra number that was just printed this afternoon.
"Master!" A burly man suddenly said in annoyance, "It feels really bad to see our brothers from the national army fighting against Little Japan in Sihang Warehouse, but we can only stay here and stare."
Another burly man also said: "Yes, master, should we do something?"
"Well!" Du Yuesheng's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly flashed with two terrifying rays of light, and he stood up suddenly and said, "Big Bear, Little Tiger, you two go to the market immediately to buy cigarettes, towels, foreign wine and other consolation items.
The more, the better! In addition, get as much ammunition as possible and we will find a way to send it to our brothers in the national army on the opposite side."
The big man who just spoke said: "Master, it's easy to deal with cigarettes, towels and foreign wine. With a few more silver coins, we can fool the foreign devils guarding the bridge, but I'm afraid the ammunition won't work. The British are really stuck."
"Hmph, wolves have their ways, and snakes have their traces! There are thousands of roads in the world, how can the British block all of them?" Du Yuesheng said coldly, "You just go and raise money, no matter what is needed.
It’s still useless, but the more the merrier anyway, and I will figure out how to transport it across the river.”
"yes!"
"yes!"
The two burly men agreed and each led a group of men and horses away.
Watching his men go away, Du Yuesheng suddenly turned his head and looked towards Zhabei, and said leisurely: "Captain Yue, as well as the national army brothers in Baoshan Camp, there is only so much Du can do..."
…
Public Concession, Eighth Route Army Office in Shanghai.
Under dim lights, seven or eight people were having a meeting around a long table made of two Eight Immortals tables. The person presiding over the meeting was Yang Shaocheng, director of the Eighth Route Army Office in Shanghai and secretary of the Shanghai Party Branch.
Yang Shaocheng glanced at the party members present with soft eyes and said: "Comrades, the heroic resistance of the Baoshan Battalion at Sihang Warehouse has greatly inspired the confidence and morale of the military and civilians across the country. We should support it. Besides, this is the period of cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party. We
We should no longer be limited to our previous political opinions, but should provide support to Baoshan Battalion as much as possible. We must not only deliver urgently needed ammunition, medicine and food to Baoshan Battalion, but also mobilize progressive young people as much as possible to enrich Baoshan Battalion."
The middle-aged man sitting on Yang Shaocheng's left said: "The Baoshan Battalion blatantly violated Chairman Chiang's telegram. Even Song Ziwen came forward to persuade them to no avail. I am afraid that the National Government will not be able to provide them with any support at this time of national crisis."
At this time, our Eighth Route Army Office in Shanghai really cannot sit idly by and ignore it, and I fully support Secretary Yang’s opinion."
The rest of the party members also expressed their support. Yang Shaocheng immediately nodded and said: "Okay, since comrades have no objections, then this resolution has been formed. From now on, comrades must do their best to complete this resolution. Now let's discuss the details.
division of labor..."
A young party member sitting on the right suddenly raised his hand and asked: "Secretary Yang, the problem is that even if we raise medicines, ammunition and soldiers, how can we transport these personnel and materials to the Sihang Warehouse on the other side of the Suzhou River? Don't tell me
The British troops guarding the New Junk Bridge will not let us pass, and the Japanese gunboats on the Suzhou River will definitely intercept us."
"Oh, this is not a problem." Yang Shaocheng smiled and said, "I have already contacted Mr. Du Yuesheng, the leader of the Qing Gang. They will also have a batch of supplies transported there. When the time comes, we will hand over the collected supplies and reserve soldiers to them.
That’s it, they’ll find a way to clear the joints.”
The young party member said: "If that's the case, then there's no problem."
The meeting immediately discussed the specific division of labor, and it was not until the end that the middle-aged man on the left asked: "Lao Yang, where is your division of labor?"
Yang Shaocheng smiled, took off his glasses and wiped them slowly, and then said calmly: "I will enter the Sixing Warehouse in the name of a photographer to take photos and record videos of the National Army brothers in Baoshan Camp. Of course, I will
The main purpose is to persuade Yue Weihan to lead the Baoshan Battalion to retreat into the public concession, and then evacuate Shanghai separately under the cover of the organization."
"No, this is too dangerous."
"Yes, Secretary Yang, you can't go."
As soon as he finished speaking, the vast majority of party members expressed their opposition.
Yang Shaocheng waved his hand and said solemnly: "Comrades, at this time of national crisis and the survival of the nation, how can we care about our personal safety? Okay, needless to say, the higher-level organization has also approved me.
At my request, after I leave, the work of the Shanghai office and party branch will be chaired by Lao Chen."
Seeing that no one had any objections, Yang Shaocheng announced the adjournment of the meeting.
Everyone left one after another, but Zhao Xinyi, who had just joined the party, stayed.
"Comrade Zhao Xinyi?" Yang Shaocheng said, "Do you have anything else to talk to me about?"
Zhao Xinyi said: "That's right, Secretary Yang, I have a college classmate who works as a confidential secretary in Baoshan Camp. She sent me a secret message a few days ago, asking me to order more than 200 sets of Japanese military uniforms for her. She said it was urgently needed.
Now that these military uniforms have been prepared, I would like to ask Secretary Yang to hand them over to Mr. Du Yuesheng to take them across the river."
"Okay, no problem." Yang Shaocheng said, "Tonight, you can send someone to deliver the military uniforms to the office."