The Battle of Songhu broke out, and Shanghai North Station was violently bombed by the Japanese army. The station building and ancillary facilities were seriously damaged, and hundreds of passengers were killed and injured.
After the Japanese army occupied Shanghai, in order to show off their power and "display hegemony", Shanghai North Station was renamed "Shanghai Post". It is said that it had the intention to use this railway station as a military use.
The traces of damage caused by the Japanese bombing last fall can still be seen. The black wall after the fire was shoveled off the wall. Before I could repaint it, it looked mottled and very ugly.
Pot-up ground.
The entire Shanghai North Station and the nearby area look dilapidated and does not meet the identity of the largest railway station in the largest city in the Far East.
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Wearing a patched cotton jacket, a yellowed and black towel on his shoulders, Kang Erniu, wearing a torn felt hat, was busy next to a rickshaw.
He pretended that the car broke down and was repairing it.
This can avoid the trouble of having guests taking the bus and facilitate him to observe secretly.
At this time, a man wearing a gray long gown and a black top hat came out of the exit.
The man was carrying a camphor wood suitcase woven from bamboo.
The man looked around, put down his suitcase, took off his glasses, took out a piece of cloth from his body, and shook it hard and then shook it. After three strokes, he skillfully breathed on the lens and wiped it gently.
Seeing this action, Kang Erniu quickly got the last nut part, packed up the rickshaw, and continued to watch with caution.
On the platform, there were Japanese military policemen with white armbands on their arms, who grabbed the suspicious elements from time to time, smashed them down with a gun, and searched them wantonly, but there were so-called prohibited items and they were directly arrested and taken away.
The man put on glasses again.
The piece of cloth that was wiping the glasses was not put back in the entrainment, but was carefully folded, and then placed under the handle of the bamboo-woven camphor wood suitcase, wrapped it around, used as a mat, and picked up the suitcase.
Kang Erniu was already pulling a rickshaw and running over in front of other colleagues.
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"Sir, do you take the bus?"
"No, I can leave myself." The man stomped his feet and moved his frozen feet for a while.
"Sir, where are you going?"
"Tangjia Nong."
"This is a bit far away." Kang Erniu glanced at the man, "Sir, I worked hard all the way to ride the car, and I had to carry things. It was cold and I couldn't bear it."
"I can leave myself." The man showed a look of wandering.
"Is it the East Tang Family Home or the West Tang Family Home?" It is rare to have a long-distance business, Kang Erniu "don't give up" and continued to ask.
"There is something else?" the man frowned, "I only remember it was done by the Tang family, Eun, Ren Kangli."
"Is it Rong Kangli?" Kang Erniu asked.
"Yes, yes." The man said repeatedly.
Kang Erniu had already confirmed the code through the man's specific action just now and the conversation just now. He said, "Sir, it's cold, get in the car. You don't know the way, you have to go on a detour."
As he said that, he stepped closer and whispered, "Comrade 'Trading Man', please get in the car, 'Big Cousin' is already waiting for you."
When the 'man' heard this, he did not hesitate anymore, sighed and said, "Forget it, you are right. I don't know the way, I will go to the wrong way."
As he said that, he got into the car with a bamboo bag and camphor wood box.
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Almost a quarter of an hour and eleven minutes later, Kang Erniu pulled a rickshaw into an alley.
Get off the car with the 'landlord'.
Immediately, someone came over and pulled the rickshaw away.
Kang Erniu brought the "landlord" to a Shikumen house in the alley.
Kang Erniu stepped forward and knocked on the door, and met the agreed secret code, and the door opened.
"Sir, please." Kang Erniu said.
The two entered the house.
Peng Yuou, who was paced back and forth, looked up and saw a man carrying a bamboo bag of camphor wood boxes.
“Comrade 'landlord'!”
"Comrade 'Big Cousin'!"
The two looked at each other, then smiled excitedly, took two steps forward, and shook hands heavily.
"Comrade Peng and Ou, I've been together for seven years, so I'm fine!"
"Hahaha, Comrade Fang Jinghua, how are you in good health?"
The two looked at each other, laughing loudly, and hugged enthusiastically.
In the 20th year of the Republic of China, Liming was arrested and rebelled, and Shanghai was bloody and stormed.
Fang Jinghua, whose identity was exposed, evacuated urgently and arrived in the Soviet area after half a year.
Peng Yuou, who was still working in the Soviet area at that time, then came to Shanghai to work at a great risk.
Now, Peng and Ou are targeted by the Japanese and need to evacuate Shanghai urgently.
After careful consideration in the organization, Fang Jinghua, who had worked in Shanghai, was transferred to replace Peng Yuou's work.
Seven years, one cycle of reincarnation.
Countless bloody days, countless Red Party members are fearless, living towards death for the sake of the country and nation, for the victory of the people, and for the new China!
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"Is the journey going smoothly?" Peng Yuou picked up the kettle, poured a cup of hot water, and handed the enamel jar to Fang Jinghua.
"The Japanese army checked the train station in a strict manner. There were also military policemen on the train to check the verification documents, and there were also plainclothes spies who defected to the Japanese to secretly monitor them." Fang Jinghua blew, took a sip of water, burned her mouth, and warmed her hands with an enamel jar, and said.
"Fortunately, I was prepared for a long time and did not agree to the comrades accompanying them to escort them. Otherwise, if they were not done, they would be targeted by plainclothes agents." Fang Jinghua said, "One person is not very eye-catching."
"It's still too risky." Peng and Ou shook their heads. The world was in chaos. It was not just the Japanese, spies, but also the bandit Lu Ba. It was indeed dangerous to rush on the road alone.
"I am not a scholar without any power." Fang Jinghua said with a smile.
"Hahaha, do you still remember?" Peng and Ou laughed.
In the 20th year of the Republic of China, Fang Jinghua came to the Soviet area. Peng Yuou saw him for the first time and joked that a scholar with high myopia was powerless to tie a chicken.
Without saying a word, Fang Jinghua took out the dog tag and rubbed the ball, and shot three times, and all three times hit the anti-word of the slogan "Kuomintang Reactionaries" painted on the earthen wall about 20 meters away.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Peng Yuou was shocked, took back his jokes, and apologized to Fang Jinghua.
Then...the two were punished together and were also locked up in confinement together:
The unauthorized shooting almost caused a misjudgment in the team, thinking that the enemy was coming and - wasting bullets!
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"How is the situation in Hangzhou?" Peng Yuou asked.
"Very bad." Fang Jinghua was silent, with an angry and sad expression.
After the Japanese army captured Nanjing, they divided into three groups to attack Hangzhou. Hangzhou fell on December 24th at the end of last year.
After that, the Japanese army announced: "Free operation for three days", and Hangzhou instantly became like a purgatory on earth.
"One of our gay men shot and shot a female student who was surrounded by the Japanese, and attracted the enemy and saved the female student, but he was caught by the Japanese soldiers..."
The comrade who saved people was hung upside down by the Japanese. He used a nail to nail his legs to both sides of the big bamboo. Then he suddenly split the bamboo with a saber, and the bamboo popped up instantly...
Fang Jinghua looked in pain, and he slapped his head hard.
"Is it still the old problem?" Peng and Ou asked with concern.
There was a shrapnel in Fang Jinghua's head that could not be taken out. As long as he was emotional or tried his best to think about it, he would have a severe headache.
It was under such circumstances that Fang Jinghua endured the pain, led the entire Hangzhou Red Party underground organization and the Kuomintang reactionaries to persist in the struggle, and also supported the Red Guerrilla Zone in southern Zhejiang.
Two old comrades who had not seen each other for seven years had a long talk.
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Hongkou District, Imamura Hitaro's mansion.
Cheng Qianfan reported in detail to Imamura Hitotaro the regular meeting of the police station in the morning, especially the personnel appointment of Jin Kemu as the acting chief inspector.
"Qin Detai is going to escape, and he has even fled Shanghai." Imamura Hitaro thought for a moment and came to a judgment.
"Sir, please understand!" Cheng Qianfan showed a shocked and extremely admirable expression.
Then he quickly reported that he had met Sanbenzilang and learned from Sanbenzilang that the Special High School arranged for Shangguan Wu to secretly attack Jin Kemu in order to obtain the position of Chief of the Central District, and many other matters.
"Mr. I don't know anything about Shangguan Wu, Jin Kemu, etc., but I can judge that Qin Detai is going to escape, as if everything is happening in front of Mr. "Cheng Qianfan sighed again, gave a thumbs up, and looked respectful, "Mr. I am a god!"
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