1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

Before Mark could react, Haruta put the rice into his mouth without hesitation and even sucked his fingers;

The girl's movements were so skillful and natural that she had no idea how cute these actions would look in the eyes of men given her appearance, figure and personality.

"Gurgle."

There is no doubt that Mark is also a man. He couldn't help swallowing lightly, and his eyes were all attracted by the touching and tender pink lips.

As if he had noticed this gaze, Haruta's cheeks slowly turned red, and the corners of his mouth turned slightly upwards, and he turned his head away shyly.

"Commander, is it really that beautiful?

As she spoke, a hint of white appeared in her hair, and her slender neck was like a jade work of art, with a milky white luster, which looked even more attractive under the sunlight outside the window.

Obviously, Mark is not Liu Xiahui, and he has no resistance to beautiful women, especially those who have a strong affection for him from the beginning:

"Yes. Oh, sorry."

"Why should I apologize?"

Miss Springfield bent down, lifted her hair, and kissed Mark's mouth gently. Then she grabbed his hand, placed it on her collarbone, and gently rubbed it, even touching the edge of her breast.

Even a straight man would understand what this ambiguous action meant, and Mark's body suddenly stiffened.

"Commander? Are you nervous?"

"Um. I.. I just finished my meal..

"Don't you like me?"

This sentence was like a question, yet not a question. It inexplicably carried a hint of resentment, making it impossible to refuse.

“No, it’s just…” “It’s hard to adjust, isn’t it?”

Haruta carefully stroked the commander's cheek:

"A woman who is actually a stranger to you loves you to the core, and you don't know what to do. You can flirt with a stranger without restraint, but you can't respond with true feelings."

"..."

Mark's expression froze for a moment, and then he could only smile bitterly: "You are indeed worthy of me, Madam."

"How many years do you think I've known you? Hehe, a pure yet lustful man."

"That's why I can't adapt... All these memories you have are blank to me. That feeling..." "It's scary, right?"

"...like you always know what's going on in my mind."

"Hehe... Commander, forget about it. How about enjoying the present moment? If there are no memories, wouldn't it be nice to create more memories together?" "But..."

"No buts, Commander."

Chuntian blocked Mark's mouth with his fingers and said in a threatening and pleading tone:

"Commander, if you want to keep me in the United States, you have to leave something behind. I am... a lustful wife..."

As she spoke, she lifted up her skirt, took the initiative to sit on Mark's thighs, and kissed him on the lips in a slightly aggressive manner, and put her tongue in;

The inconspicuous clothing was made extremely seductive by the extremely hot body, and the plump breasts were slightly pressed against the man's thick chest through the fabric;

Her long flaxen hair, like wheat ears, was as smooth and delicate as the finest silk. A faint body fragrance emanated from her fair neck, instantly stirring up the heat below.

Chuntian's lips trembled slightly, and he leaned forward on Mark's shoulder, his lips gently rubbing against his cheek. The smile so close to him was intoxicating, and his red lips curled up slightly, a smile on his lips: "Commander, although I am only a humanoid, and I can't say whether my love for you is real or an accident beyond the calculation, but I miss this moment, I have missed it for a long time!"

. ...

Mark's breathing became heavier.

Because, a finger in a white silk glove was gently teasing his hot lower body, even skillfully and subtly unzipping it and rubbing the tip through his underwear. "I... I didn't think of you as human beings..."

"Everyone knows about this!"

Haruta smiled, but gradually sped up his movements, his giant penis becoming increasingly hard in the skilled friction, eager to penetrate something immediately. The scorching heat of a summer night always made one feel dizzy, and the rising passion gradually catalyzed the animal nature, and the desire to conquer that pitiful face arose;

Mark used his thumb and index finger to slightly lift Springfield's chin so that she could look at him directly. "Springfield."

"Um?"

"You... kneel down and take it in your mouth." "Understood, my dear."

The girl's beautiful smile showed no hesitation. Her eyes became hazy as if covered with a layer of mist. Her soft body gradually crouched down, as cute as a docile house cat. Until the kitten's tongue scraped her "food".

"Well!"

It was a feeling very similar to, yet quite different from, that he had when the alchemist served him;

If the alchemist always embodies a kind of violent ease, then Haruta is the ultimate in tenderness. Her movements, as if she were protecting some fragile treasure... no wonder she's always called "Madam."

The amplitude of her swallowing became larger and larger, starting from swallowing only the head, slowly increasing the size of the swallowing, until her red lips touched the hard root, then she began to squeeze it to the extreme;

The mouth may not offer the same constriction as the throat, but the deft sweep of the tongue, the occasional scraping of the teeth, and the soaking of warm saliva can bring a unique pleasure. For men, having a stunning beauty like Haruta kneel before them to serve them, even if their skills are rusty, is already a great stimulation, not to mention...

Just as Mark's feeling was gradually rising and a slight tingling sensation came from his lower back, Chuntian loosened his mouth and made room. "Chuntian?"

"Hey, Commander, I don't want to waste anything. Your things have a place to go."

Chuntian's face was tinged with lust as he slowly climbed over Mark's seated form, stripping off his shirt and all his armor. His soft, artificial body was devoid of any excess fat, its round, plump breasts pressed against his chest, delicate and delicate beyond the reach of a killing machine. Between his tightly closed legs lay a plump, clean, brimming vagina, like a swell of blood. Dewdrops condensed in that tender slit, clinging to his skin. "Commander, please take a seat. I'll leave everything to you."

As he spoke, Chuntian completely released Mark's rage, slightly adjusted his position, aimed at the hole flooded with spring tide, and slowly and gently slid in. "Ah..."

"Um..."

Even without any movement, the pleasure was extreme; both of them moaned in comfort at the same time.

Especially Springfield.

The burning sensation spread from her lower body throughout her body, reaching the depths of her cloud map in the blink of an eye. Her body trembled violently several times, and her whole body twitched slightly as if she had the hiccups.

After a pause, Chuntian began to rock her round buttocks up and down, the soft flesh sucking and grinding every inch of the giant's skin and sensitive spots tightly, warm and tight, leaving no gaps at all; Mark felt as if the thing was stuck by countless suction cups, obviously unable to move, but it was wet and stimulating, soft, warm and with bursts of tension and tension, it was almost impossible to control himself;

He couldn't help but straighten his waist, and the woman in his arms was even more stimulated. She hugged his head tightly and stuffed her breasts completely into his mouth, allowing the red nipples to be gently nibbled;

The pounding sound began to become more intense, and every twitch would bring a large amount of water splashing. Every time the flesh walls were stretched open and closed, it brought extreme pleasure. The buttocks also trembled like water with the impact. "Commander...ah...Commander..."

Haruta murmured as he hugged the man in his arms tighter, constantly adjusting the strength between his legs, loosening and tightening to match the impact of his lover;

The giant thing thrust in and out of the tender vagina, each time thrusting all the way to the bottom, hitting the deepest tender flesh and the center of the flower, with increasing amplitude, and the entire boss chair shook violently; more and more moxa was brought out of the body with the thrusting action, and the spring water flowed out, dripping onto the ground and sliding down the beautiful legs, leaving a crystal-clear thin line; the naked summer body was already dripping with sweat, and the warm honey pot was invaded by the even hotter dragon, the tender flesh tightly entangled, resisting, and welcoming...

"Ah...faster...faster...faster..."

The trembling from bottom to top and from inside to outside, reaching deep into the cloud, made Miss Springfield raise her head and slightly open her sexy cherry lips, murmuring unconsciously;

Her cheeks were flushed red, and the blush extended to her smooth neck. She exhaled a faint orchid scent, and her firm and round breasts swayed back and forth with the speed.

The toes lifted up hard, and the snow-white thighs subconsciously clamped Mark's waist. The slender and beautiful body suddenly arched upwards, and the cavity was clamped uncontrollably for a long time. Now, the pleasure in Mark's body was really unbearable. He hugged Chuntian's body tightly and thrust the long sword into the deepest part of the cave. The hot white liquid gushed out for half a minute before stopping!

"Ah... Commander... It's so hot... I feel so comfortable..."

Mark didn't notice that the corners of Chuntian's mouth turned up. Agent, does that sound good?

Fool.

To deal with this idiot Commander, you have to be proactive and capture his heart as soon as possible. Outside the door, a woman held her breath.

168 The chain reaction triggered by the Communist Party traitors

April 1932, Hubei-Henan-Anhui base area, somewhere outside Xinji County, Henan Province (later Xinxian County, Henan Province).

"...See? This is what I call the Mo... uh... Mark Shooting Method."

After executing a "Mozambique Shooting Method" on the target and shamelessly changing it to her commander's name, UMP45 gestured to the "students" clinging to the wall and watching:

The key mnemonic is, hit the body first, then the head. Even gods can't save you. Remember to hit the body first when striking someone. The goal is to maximize the probability of hitting the target and quickly incapacitating them... "By the way, this is how humans attack "humans." For tactical humanoids, when striking a human, they always go for the head.

The in-depth and easy-to-understand explanations and demonstrations had everyone nodding their heads. Everyone was diligently taking notes in their notebooks, fearing they would miss even a single detail. Some people kept asking, "Comrade Chief Instructor, isn't it a waste of bullets if we shoot like this? One bullet can easily take out the enemy, so why fire three?"

"Remember, your skills and the condition of your firearms are not perfect, and there will always be various errors. Also, you are a special forces unit, and completing the mission is your top priority. Material consumption is not your concern..." Yes, UMP45 was training the "special forces" of the Red Fourth Front Army - the kind of special forces that everyone in later generations would remember.

Earlier, when UMP45 was in the Central Soviet Area, she had casually discussed this topic with Li Desheng and others.

The other party was very interested. As soon as she arrived in the Hubei-Henan-Anhui base area, they immediately appointed her as the "Chief Instructor of the Special Forces of the Red Fourth Front Army" and began to select candidates, choose locations, build fortifications, and organize training. Initially, the commanders and fighters at all levels of the Red Fourth Front Army were very dissatisfied. This was because Li Desheng had little prestige, and the recruits were almost all top students from various units, and they also took away a lot of "automatic rifles." The comrades working in logistics and local areas were also very dissatisfied. This was because the requirements of this "special force" were not only many, but also the supply level was extremely high, far exceeding that of all the troops in the base area!

The top students were also very dissatisfied because their "chief instructor" was actually a weak and fragile girl who looked like she would cry if punched!

Amidst dissatisfaction from all sides, the initial work of the "Special Forces" after its establishment was naturally extremely difficult to carry out, and was only barely carried out through strong pressure from Li Desheng.

Then, after UMP45 beat up everyone who dared to provoke her, showing off her inhumanly strong "Kung Fu" and powerful knowledge, no one had any objections anymore; on the contrary, almost everyone was proud to join this "special forces", and many "kings of soldiers" even fought each other for a spot.

Considering the unit's future role and significant attrition, UMP45 has only approved 15 members to join the team, with 15 serving as replacements. Currently, these 15 train with her daily, while the other 15 are cramming for academic studies, allowing them to visit only when they're not attending academic classes.

Incidentally, among the dozens of people who were beaten up by UMP45 was the famous "Monk Xu" of the Fourth Red Army.

This guy, boasting of his Shaolin Temple roots and his ability to scale walls and master all manner of martial arts, provoked UMP45 when they came to recruit him for the 34th Regiment, striking all sorts of poses and showing off his prowess. But when they landed on him with a potato-sized fist, he was knocked unconscious before he could even see. When he regained consciousness, three members of his team had already been chosen. He resigned as Regiment Leader and, after a series of apologies, nagging, and pleading with UMP45, only reluctantly became a "Special Forces Reserve"...

Back to the point.

...Always remember, our unit isn't designed for positional warfare. The value of our missions to the troops far outweighs the supplies we consume..." UMP45 clapped her hands, concluding her explanation and allowing the rested soldiers to prepare for the next phase of training.

"Alright, let's practice the home invasion again... Team one, this time you'll be the terrorists, Team two and Team three, you'll be the counter-terrorists..."

While UMP45 was enjoying themselves teaching, training, and having fun with the crowd outside Xinji County, in Wuhan, several people, having completed the Ruijin Conference and their work arrangements, were heading towards the Hubei-Henan-Anhui base area. "Huh... I've been exhausted from running around all over the country for the past two months."

Kuang Jixun, who was dressed as the head of a traveling merchant, put down the burden in his hands, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled at Xu Xiangqian, who was dressed as his companion, and said:

"Old Huang, don't be so gloomy all the time. Isn't this matter already resolved? The doctor has already been sent over. Your wife will definitely give birth to a big fat boy smoothly!"

Xu Xiangqian knew that the other party was talking about Zhang Guotao's arrest, Li Desheng's early flight to Xinji County, Henan Province, and his wife Cheng Xunxuan's rescue. He smiled bitterly and said, "It can't be helped. There are so many unexpected things when a woman gives birth. How can I not worry?"

"Hey, you're good in every way, except that you're easily influenced and have no opinion..."

"...Old Huang, let's wait until my wife gives birth before we discuss this!"

These people were Xu Kuangzeng and other senior leaders of Hubei, Henan, Anhui and the Red Fourth Front and their guards who had just attended the Central Soviet Area Conference and were on their way back.

Just like when they went south, this time when they went north, the older ones dressed up as businessmen and the younger ones dressed up as students or something like that. Now, they had just arrived in Wuhan and were about to find a way to get through the Kuomintang blockade and move into the Dabie Mountains.

Wuhan, like Shanghai, was a place where Communists shed blood and nearly all Party organizations were completely decapitated. On April 12, 1927, Chiang Kai-shek launched a counter-revolutionary coup, slaughtering Communists and left-wing Kuomintang members, inflicting heavy losses on the CCP. From April 27 to May 9, 1927, the Fifth National Congress of the Communist Party of China was held in Wuhan to discuss how to respond to this "White Terror."

Then, they invited Wang Jingwei, who was "loyal to Mr. Sun", to attend the meeting and let him know many secrets;

(In fact, many people in China at the time believed that Wang Jingwei was untrustworthy, but the Communist International believed in him. Comintern representative Luo Yi even gave Wang a series of telegram copies...so, it would be strange if he was not exposed.) Then on July 15, Wang Jingwei ordered the massacre of Communists, revolutionaries, workers and peasants. On July 28 alone, hundreds of people were killed.

Therefore, the losses suffered by the Wuhan Party organization and related personnel were even more severe than those in Shanghai, where the counter-revolutionary incident first broke out.

In addition, Wuhan subsequently experienced a series of major events, including the Gu Shunzhang rebellion, the relocation of the KMT capital, and the Japanese occupation. Historically, the CCP organization in Wuhan was not re-established until 1946. So why didn't Xu Kuangzeng and others bypass this point?

The answer is, there is no way around it.

Other routes that can enter the Dabie Mountains are not suitable;

Or it was too far away, and by the time they reached Xinji via those routes, they might not be able to catch up with the Kuomintang's impending encirclement and suppression campaign;

Or it was simply too remote, with soldiers, pirates, bandits, and robbers roaming the streets endlessly, making the danger level no less than, or even greater than, Wuhan, which was rife with KMT spies. Don't think there were no examples of CCP members being unjustly killed by bandits, thieves, and robbers.

So, we can only go from here.

Fortunately, with the foundation laid by Mr. Dong Biwu in Wuhan, even if it is dangerous, as long as we are careful, we won't be easily exposed. After all, it's not the first time I've come to this place, right?

"Lao Huang! Let's go! Go home quickly and see your wife sooner!" "Hei! Who is my wife or your wife?"

"Ha ha ha ha.…."

A few of them chatted and laughed as they entered Wuhan City, just like those ordinary traveling merchants who tried to find joy in hardship.

Originally, this journey home should have been as uneventful as the last (except for a few extortion attempts by Kuomintang police, soldiers, and low-level officials along the way). However, the unexpected happened. They encountered Xu Xigen, a member of the Central Committee, an executive member of the Soviet Central Government, and a member of the Hunan-Hubei-West Hubei Central Bureau of the Communist Party of China, who had been arrested on his way to Ruijin after a meeting and had subsequently defected. Putting aside the impending crisis facing Xu Xiangqian and the others, why had Xu Xigen betrayed so quickly?

Because, at this meeting, he, who was once a member of the Central Political Bureau, barely won the position of Central Committee member with the minimum number of votes, and was not even elected as an alternate member of the Central Political Bureau, so he felt resentful. So why was he not elected?

It wasn't just because he had participated in Luo Zhanglong's splitting activities against Wang Ming within the Party, but also because he was a member of the Politburo who was "forced into office" at the Fourth Plenary Session of the Sixth Central Committee, which was completely inconsistent with organizational procedures. In addition, he had no outstanding achievements and could not convince the public.

So why was he arrested?

Because this guy found traveling overland too uncomfortable, he ignored the instructions of the Party Central Committee and the advice of his comrades and arbitrarily changed his itinerary, choosing to take a boat to Nanchang. As a result, he was recognized when he was buying a ticket. Who recognized him?

Yu Maohuai, a member of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China, had also received notice to attend a meeting in Ruijin, but his identity was accidentally exposed and arrested before he even arrived. He then defected and was taken to Nanchang for detention, and was about to be transferred to Wuhan. Both of them had worked in Shanghai, and both worked for the All-China Federation of Trade Unions, so it was not surprising that they knew each other.

How was Yu Maohuai exposed?

Because the great traitor Gu Shunzhang came to Nanchang at that time. Why did Gu Shunzhang come to Nanchang?

Because the newly established Renaissance Society had suffered a severe setback in Shanghai, its strength was severely weakened, and it was in urgent need of talent, Gu Shunzhang sensed this as a good opportunity for advancement and intended to jump from the Party Affairs Investigation Section. On his way from Wuhan to Nanjing, he planned to visit Nanchang to reconnect with his "old friend" He Yingqin, but unexpectedly saw Yu Maohuai, whom he knew.

Why is He Yingqin considered Gu Shunzhang's "old friend"?

Because Gu Shunzhang was recognized and arrested in Wuhan by You Chongxin, the head of the CCP Yangtze River Bureau who defected, it was He Yingqin who sent Cai Mengjian to escort Gu Shunzhang to Nanjing...

In short, under the influence of this series of "traitor effects", Xu Xiangqian and others who were passing through Wuhan were escorted to Wuhan by traitors such as Xu Xigen and Yu Maohuai who accidentally saw "...Are you all sure they are Communists?"

"Yes! They are the high-ranking Communist Party officials who pose the greatest threat to Wuhan!" "Is that so..."