1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

...Since we don't have weapons for the time being, we can organize workers into a volunteer army, and then take advantage of the opportunity when the reactionaries are fighting the Japanese army and when they are not paying attention to seize them!" For example:

...Don't always talk about money and food! The current difficulties can be overcome with some effort, as the domestic revolutionary situation is reaching its climax!" Because these answers were too empty and completely lacked practical guidance, Zhao Ziqi rebutted them with just a few words:

"Okay! I agree with everything you said, but this strike against the Japanese must be launched. Please allocate the necessary funds to me, otherwise I will not be able to organize workers to carry out the movement."

"..'

Then, the group of people who were shouting just now fell silent. Why?

Because the Communist International didn't give money.

The Shanghai Provisional Central Committee, while boasting impressive figures, was incredibly broke. They were forced to halt their activities at one point, ultimately relying on support from the Soviet areas to resolve their funding issues. This was especially true recently when the 120 taels of gold that the Soviet Central Bureau had provided to the Shanghai Provisional Central Committee disappeared, sending everyone into a tailspin.

No money, no money, still fucking no money.

Therefore, Zhao Ziqi was increasingly unable to understand why, given the situation, Mr. Song had taken the lead in donating so much money, but they were so resistant, claiming it was "to ensure the purity of the Party organization." However, this money wasn't going to the Party Central Committee, but to the workers, to ensure their livelihoods.

In short, no matter how the slogans are shouted, Zhao Ziqi can always block it with just one sentence: "Please give me funding."

Finally, Bo Gu, who was the "chief" of the Provisional Central Political Bureau, angrily waved his hand:

"Comrade Zhao Ziqi! You are a typical right-leaning opportunist!"

Again.

and then?

Can the problems we are facing be solved simply by saying that something is "so-and-so-ism"? No!

If that's not possible, why do we keep trying to label people? Is labeling really that important?

Ultimately, the meeting ended in disharmony. Due to Zhao Ziqi's opposition and the silence of Chen Yun and others, not even a resolution was passed, leaving everyone risking their lives. Zhao Ziqi then decided to continue privately implementing the policy of "focusing on the workers of the Japanese-made cotton mills in western Shanghai, uniting all classes of people in Shanghai to oppose the Japanese invasion of Shanghai and support the war of resistance," citing a lack of funds as the reason.

As for some members of the Provisional Central Committee... they sent a telegram to the Communist International to complain. Zhao Ziqi, you must write a self-criticism!

You must go down and reflect on yourself (get out)!

048 The country is dead! The country is dead!

On January 31, the preliminary preparations for the general strike and support for the 1th Route Army had been basically completed.

More than 30,000 sets of cotton-padded clothes and silk-padded vests made for the soldiers of the 19th Route Army are being loaded onto trucks and sent to the front lines in batches.

Mr. Song and Mr. He were preparing for a new hospital for wounded soldiers, with the initial site chosen being the Shanghai Jiaotong University campus. Comforts, medical supplies, and civilian doctors and nurses were arriving in droves.

At the same time, Soong Ching Ling continued to call for donations of money and food for the striking workers, and sent her nanny, Sister Li, to hand over the first batch of 4,000 yuan to Zhao Ziqi of the Chinese Communist Party.

Through these efforts, the Shanghai Maintenance Association was forced to agree to mobilize supplies to ensure the livelihood of the striking workers. The initial estimate was 3000 yuan and 600 dan of rice...

Well, Shanghai's wealthy class are really all kind-hearted people (good reading)!

The total donation amount is not even as much as the first batch of personal donations made by Mr. Song and Mr. He.

"...call.…."

Zhao Ziqi wiped the sweat from his forehead from carrying supplies, took a few deep breaths to recover, and looked helplessly at a man sitting on a box with his legs crossed, doing nothing. He couldn't help but say, "Comrade Wu Jiu, don't always sit there and play. Can't you join us in the labor?"

Normally, Zhao Ziqi would never say such things to a "sponsor" who had already donated 500 yuan; the fact that he was willing to donate money was already a huge support for the strike movement, so how could he still make demands?

However, Zhao Ziqi always felt that "Wu Jiu's" identity should not just stay at "financial sponsor", but should go further;

Judging from his debate with that person yesterday and his conversation with me, his theoretical level is quite high and he has a relatively deep understanding of communism. That's why Zhao Ziqi addressed this non-Party member as "comrade" instead of "sir" and even asked them to work together. Perhaps this is an opportunity to add a very outstanding comrade to the fold?

However, Wu Jiu continued to play with a pocket watch he had gotten from nowhere, and casually replied, "I'm working, and it's very important work..."

"...I'm just saying..."

Zhao Ziqi knew the principle of "haste makes waste" and stopped trying to persuade him. When he finished his work and planned to talk to her again, she found that he had disappeared. She didn't know where he had gone. Was he undecided?

Yet, he was able to debate with others so calmly, without losing control of his emotions at all. To say he was mature and steady?

But looking at this nonchalant young man's appearance, there is no sign of maturity at all.

That he is a petty bourgeois who is far away from the people?

But he understood the workers' demands perfectly, knew the importance of listening to the people, and understood that theory must be closely integrated with practice. So, he was a potential Communist?

But his lazy and uninterested demeanor doesn't make him look like a comrade at all; to call him an enemy?

But the enemy would not kill the Japanese devils, nor would they donate money so generously; to say he is a friend?

But where has this friend gone now? In short, it is a very complicated existence.

Around 1:30 p.m., Zhao Ziqi and the worker representatives, along with a large group of workers and a large amount of supplies, began their journey towards Robertson Road. They were then blocked by a massive crowd not far from the factory gate.

Because, there was a man standing on a high platform at the intersection, holding a metal loudspeaker and a megaphone next to him, speaking passionately to the crowd that had come to participate in the march: "Teachers! Students! Workers! Fellow countrymen! I am Wu Jiu!"

"Maybe you don't know who I am! But that's okay!"

"All you need to know is that I graduated from the Japanese Army Academy! What I'm going to talk about today is related to Japan's invasion of our country!

"..."

This statement immediately attracted everyone's attention. The word "Japan" was too sensitive at the moment.

The six words "Army Officer School" irritate every Chinese person;

Even Zhao Ziqi waved his hand, asking the workers to stop and listen to what this guy was going to say. Then, the next sentence was even more unbearable:

"So, actually, my identity is a second lieutenant in the Japanese Army!"

! ! !

The crowd suddenly became agitated. Japanese?!

No, no, no, how dare the Japanese jump out at this time and say they are Japanese in front of a bunch of angry Chinese? Are they looking for death?

Wait a minute, he just said "Japan invaded our country"! What's going on?

Everyone was silent as Wu Jiu continued his speech:

"You may be curious. Logically, the Japanese would never allow non-Japanese to serve in the Japanese army. So why would I, a Chinese, become a

A second lieutenant in the Japanese Army?"

""

Yeah, yeah, that's weird.

However, when Wu Jiu admitted that he was Chinese, the hostility that had not yet emerged suddenly diminished a lot; then, due to a sentence from the other party, a strong sense of sympathy arose:

“Because I’m Taiwanese!!”

"

Taiwan...

A fallen place that is somewhat familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar.

After the Treaty of Shimonoseki, Taiwan had been ceded for nearly 40 years. I wonder what it has become now. It's amazing that I can still see a Taiwanese person in Shanghai...

Some people, including Zhao Ziqi, realized the key message revealed in this sentence: Taiwanese people have been allowed to join the Japanese army and even become Japanese officers? Doesn't that mean that Japan has another huge source of soldiers?

"Teachers, students, this is why I am standing here and shouting! The Japanese are desperately trying to transform Taiwanese people into Japanese!" "Wow..."

There was a roar from the crowd.

During this period, most people had very limited sources of information;

They know that Taiwan was ceded to Japan, but they have no idea how Japan actually ruled Taiwan.

Moreover, Taiwan has never been a "hot topic" over the years, so not many people care about news from there. Now, through Mr. Wu Jiu's account, they know that the Japanese are turning Taiwanese people into Japanese people—transforming them.

How to transform?? This this this this this this.....

Some students and teachers who are well-educated and have a better understanding of Chinese history have fully understood the danger involved. They broke out in cold sweats on their backs and felt a tingling sensation in their spines.

...In Taiwan, the Japanese demanded that Taiwanese women marry Japanese men, and that Taiwanese people speak Japanese from a young age, eat Japanese food, raise the Japanese flag, and sing the Japanese national anthem...Taiwanese were not allowed to practice local Taiwanese religions and were required to worship Japan's Amaterasu and worship Japanese priests. All standards were to be followed according to Japanese standards! "Taiwanese students were required to recite 'We are subjects of the Great Japanese Empire and we sincerely thank them' before every class!"

"Anyone who obeys all this will be rewarded, and anyone who opposes it will be punished or even killed!"

"If this continues, more and more Taiwanese will no longer consider themselves Chinese, but will instead consider themselves Japanese! Taiwan is gradually becoming Japanese territory!" "Get it! The Japanese, with their wicked ambitions, not only want to plunder China's land and resources, they want to take away everything from China!"

"They want to destroy the Chinese people physically, and even more so, destroy the Chinese culture, so that we Chinese people will think we are Japanese, and thus completely destroy the Chinese nation and race."

! ! ”

""

...

Destruction of the nation... genocide...

Three major sensitive words in modern China:

Imperialism, bullying the weak, and national extinction.

In the eyes of all the patriots present, there was already a burst of anger.

Originally, everyone participated in the march with the idea of ​​"driving out the Japanese invaders" and "protecting the safety of Shanghai";

Because, at that time, many Chinese people still regarded Japan as "one of the dozen or so imperialist countries that bullied China";

But after hearing Wu Jiu's words, they suddenly understood that Japan was different from ordinary imperialist countries - others were robbing, but they were genocidal! The Chinese must fight the Japanese to the death!

Because of my upbringing, I still know I'm Chinese, but many Taiwanese people my age or younger already consider themselves completely Japanese!" "...Northeast China is now under Japanese occupation, and they will definitely implement the same policies there, turning more and more Chinese into Japanese!"

"If we don't fight to the death, we will face the Japanese from Taiwan, the Japanese from Northeast China, the Japanese from North China, and from all over China. At that time, the Japanese will use weapons made from various resources plundered from China to kill us Chinese!"

"A future where compatriots kill each other and brothers and sisters kill each other is not far away!!"

“....”

The anger of the masses has been completely ignited.

"Two thousand years ago, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang shouted out the heroic words: 'If we perish now, we shall die; if we carry out our great plan, we shall die; if we wait for death, we shall die for our country.'"

"My fellow countrymen! The Chinese nation has reached its most dangerous moment! Do we, this generation, have the courage to cry out, 'Is it better to die for my country?'?!" Mark raised his right hand and roared:

"Every man has a share of responsibility for the fate of his country! Die for your country! Today is the day!" "Die for your country!"

"Dead country!"

"Dead country!"

The crowd, already thoroughly stirred up by Mark's emotions, followed him in waving their fists without a second thought. As if infected, they roared one after another, eventually becoming one voice:

"Dead country! Dead country! Dead country!"

Listening to the thunderous cries of "The country is dead", someone pinched his thigh until it turned purple.

049 The dead are more useful than the living

"Dead country! Dead country! Dead country!"

The roar of tens of thousands of people spread out like a tsunami, shaking the entire west Shanghai.

Yoshiko Kawashima, who was arranging things in a small house on Robertson Road, anxiously awaiting the arrival of the parade, was stunned. What was going on outside?!

Why are they all shouting "Awesome" and "Excellent"?! I often say that in bed...

Ah no no no, it should be Chinese.

Died...died for the country...died for the country? Is there anyone giving a live speech? That's quite common.

Oh, these stupid Chinese pigs.

Do you think a few meaningless speeches can change the power gap between the two sides? Once the Imperial Japanese Army arrives, all of you Chinese pigs will be turned into meat powder!

Heartbroken, Yoshiko Kawashima raised her wrist to check the time on her watch. It was already past 2 o'clock, and the crowd still hadn't appeared. She secretly felt lucky. Fortunately, she had considered the possibility of inaccurate time and didn't use an unmanned time bomb. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of time now?

Or immediate on-site detonation is more accurate...

(Regarding the time when the time bomb appeared, a lot of information was checked on the Internet, and it was finally confirmed that it should have appeared earlier, because a few months later, Japanese Army General Shirakawa Yoshinori was killed by a time bomb in a kettle.) Yoshiko Kawashima waited quietly.

As soon as the crowd arrived, she would order all her men to detonate the bombs buried everywhere, throw a few grenades, fire a few shots, causing great chaos in the parade, and then quickly evacuate. If it weren't for the short time and the fact that Robertson Road was not a gathering place for Chinese workers, the plan could have been more perfect.

Forget it, the current approach should be enough to anger the Chinese.

But what Yoshiko Kawashima didn't know was that all his men had been killed at this moment, and the explosives and bombs buried overnight would never be detonated as their owner wished.

After breaking the neck of the last intended target, the agent bent down and picked up three M24 handle grenades and put them into the bag;

Just as the commander guessed, the Japanese really wanted to muddy the waters. Not only did they have high-energy explosives that had no obvious characteristics, they even had many different types of grenades for throwing. Their purpose was clear:

By causing massive casualties to provoke the Chinese, while not revealing their identities too much, the situation became completely chaotic. However, probably due to the hasty time and insufficient preparation, many details can still be found that reflect the characteristics of Japan during this period.

For example, even the Japanese characters on the shells of some of these extremely destructive bombs could not be completely removed.