1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

"That also proves that your memory is quite amazing. Even I, the Director of the Military Affairs Bureau, am ashamed of myself..."

“No, no, no…”

The two sides exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Yamaoka expressed enough goodwill and left.

Fujiwara no Kanezane looked at the letter of appointment in his hand and fell into deep thought. He seemed to smell the scent of "imperial psychology" again.

It's not uncommon for a member of the royal family to join the army, but he should have been assigned to the 16th Division, but he was transferred to the 4th Division instead. Perhaps it's because Kyoto is the headquarters of the Fujiwara clan...

Hehe, it doesn’t matter anyway.

Rather, it would be easier to stir up trouble in the 4th Division... hehehe... "Agent, who is the commander of the 4th Division now?"

"If history hasn't changed, it should be... Terauchi Hisaichi... Hmm, I looked at the appointment documents from a while ago... Yes, it's Terauchi Hisaichi... Do I need to retrieve his and his family's information?"

Oh, that old guy, huh?

Okay, wait until I have arranged things in Tokyo, and then I will come over to take care of you.

103rd Revolutionary Party's Ma Te envoy first arrived in the Soviet area

The perspective returns to the tactical humanoid UMP45, assigned to support the Soviet area, who has been on the road for a long time and may have been forgotten by some readers. After bribing the Song family's transportation company, the 570 million yuan obtained from the revolutionary finance of the three tycoons and others was quickly loaded onto the ship. (As before, the yuan here is a "unit of measurement," referring to the 570 million yuan worth of money and goods, not the actual 570 million yuan.)

The Song family's manager and captain only helped with the transportation, never asking what was being transported or who was delivering it, and never even approached the "cargo" during the entire process!

Pan Hannian, who had spent the past few days eating, drinking, and defecating next to the cargo, was so nervous and fearful of being betrayed. UMP45, who had taken every precaution, felt their efforts were in vain. This "special service" was indeed a service they had paid a full twenty thousand dollars for. It was truly reliable and authentic.

This is called professionalism.

In short, after "Kajia counted the money in", the cargo ship hoisted the blue sky and white sun flag of the Communist Party and the sign of the Song family company and began to accelerate its progress, going from Shanghai to Shantou, and even detoured to Hong Kong to purchase some necessary and scarce supplies.

Before March arrived, they had passed the Pengyang River, Han River, and Ting River, and approached the district control area of ​​the Central Soviet Area.

Were there any troubles along the way?

Have.

But most of the trouble came from the Kuomintang. So, as long as the captain showed the Song family's flag and the order from certain commanders, no one would dare to continue to make trouble. At most, they would receive a red envelope. As for the troubles from the small number of "non-KMT" parties...

"...Ms. Ma Shiwu, I heard you captured a few more pirates?"

Pan Hannian stared at the men held by UMP45, stunned once again.

UMP45 shook the seemingly ordinary fisherman in her hand and slapped them a few times to wake them all up. "Hey, are you awake? If you are, get out of here. I'm in a good mood lately and don't want to kill anyone."

Before she could finish her words, without waiting for any response, she kicked them all into the water one by one. Her expression was cold and handsome, even with a hint of warmth.

Although the previous incident had already proven the UMP45's reliability in dealing with danger, Pan Hannian couldn't help but ask, "How did you confirm that they were bandits? And how did you find them?"

"Haha, no one can hide from my eyes."

UMP45 smiled like a cunning little fox:

"As for how I found them, you can take a wild guess."

Pan Hannian shut up and stopped asking questions. He knew how sensitive the matter was.

Because it is obvious that this involves some confidential issues of the "World Revolutionary Party";

For example, how many comrades from the "Security Department of the World Revolutionary Party" were hiding around this ship?

There is no way, the World Revolutionary Party and the Chinese Communist Party are not too familiar with each other..

-The road is silent.

The ship "broke through" the Kuomintang's tight blockade and safely approached Changting County, which was under the control of the CCP.

From the moment we entered the Shanghang area, we could see what looked like Red Army troops patrolling on both sides of the river from a distance.

The captain and crew were accustomed to this and were not panicked at all.

Before they set out, they knew who they were going to do business with.

But what does it matter?

After all, he is a member of the Song family, so how can he be punished?

Otherwise, they would not have the courage to run to Changting County, which is only 30 kilometers away from the "Communist Bandit Capital".

Wars must be fought, and business must be done!

Unexpectedly, but also understandably, Pan Hannian discovered that the people waiting near the dock, aside from the military, seemed to be all important figures from the Central Soviet Area, and even... "Secretary Wu! Why are you here in person?"

Facing Pan Hannian's salute, Wu Hao smiled and waved his hand: "For such a big matter, of course I have to come in person..."

As he spoke, he looked at the masked UMP45, observing her calmly as he asked, "This must be the comrade accompanying the World Revolutionary Party, right?"

Gray-black hair, black training uniform, white shirt, black fingerless gloves, a black skirt that's so short it's almost unsightly, black stockings that are obviously expensive, and exquisite large leather boots...Huh?

What's that gun she's carrying?

I've never seen one before, but he looks pretty impressive. "Yes, Secretary Wu."

Pan Hannian glanced at UMP45, puzzled as to why he had to change out of his fine suit before disembarking, into something considered bold even for Shanghai. He introduced her, "This is the comrade sent by the World Revolutionary Party. Her name is Ma Shiwu. She's been in charge of escorting us all along the way... Comrade Ma Shiwu, this is..."

"Wu Hao, Secretary of the Soviet Central Bureau, right?" UMP45 extended her hand confidently.

"Hello, Comrade Wu Hao, I'm Special Envoy Ma Shiwu. Under the Commander's orders, I'm responsible for escorting the supplies here and conducting preliminary contact with the Chinese Communist Party. Now, please arrange for someone to unload the supplies!" "...Okay, okay..."

Wu Hao's first impression of UMP45 was that it was "different".

Not only did her clothing look completely unlike that of a Chinese person, or even someone from this era, but the aura she exuded was also quite different. Wu Hao didn't understand what was meant by "the tactical dolls' indifferent condescension towards ordinary humans," an almost emotionless attitude towards them.

He simply felt that it was a kind of absolute self-confidence, a quality rarely, if ever, seen in Chinese people of this era. For example, the orders she issued, while not overbearing, made people feel they couldn't be refused.

In short, she's the kind of person who, even in the thickest crowd, can quickly become the most eye-catching, impossible-to-ignore presence. Look at these hundreds of people huddled near the dock. Who has even taken their eyes off her?

At a command, the Red Army soldiers followed Pan Hannian to the cargo hold and, like ants moving house, carried down the boxes full of foreign currency notes and various supplies purchased in Hong Kong.

During this period, the captain and crew remained quietly hidden in the cabin, and it was obvious that they were seasoned professionals.

Of course, it might also have something to do with the fact that each of them was stuffed with a bunch of heavy and difficult-to-carry money as an "extra allowance" by the UMP45.

In short, those who were moving goods were moving goods, those who were waiting were waiting, and those who were chatting were chatting. Wu Hao introduced the people around him to UMP45:

"Comrade Ma Shiwu, this is... this is... this is..." "Hello, Comrade Ma Shiwu."

"Hello, Ms. Ma." "Hello, Comrade Ma."

Almost all of the speakers were high-ranking officials in the Soviet area, but their attitudes were remarkably humble and cautious. As the weight of the horse-drawn and ox-drawn carts continued to increase, their caution, respect, and prudence grew even stronger. Those animals were carrying a total of 570 million yuan worth of supplies and funds.

Even a fool wouldn't want to offend a major financial backer whose support far surpassed that of the Soviet Union and whose ability to fundamentally change the Soviet region's financial situation was unacceptable. Furthermore, behind them lay the unfathomable "World Revolutionary Party."

Unexpectedly, the woman in front of them, whose attire made many young men blush and dare not even look at her, was very familiar to them: "Oh, Comrade Wang Jiaxiang, I know you, you are..."

"...Comrade Gu Zuolin, are you feeling better?" "...Comrade Deng Fa, are you still able to paint?" "...By the way, when will you resume updating your novels?"

..….”

This is undoubtedly a hint:

We in the World Revolutionary Party know everything about your Communist Party of China.

Although the leaders of the Chinese Communist Party were generally young, they were not fools. They quickly understood UMP45's temptation and were secretly alert but could not say anything. It would be better to leave the questioning of the reason to Li Desheng, who had planned this from the beginning.

At this moment, "Ma Shiwu" mentioned that person:

"I don't think I've seen Comrade Li Desheng and Comrade Zhu. Where are they?"

Asking specifically about these two?

Is there any special reason?

Wu Hao suppressed his doubts and replied:

"These two comrades had other work obligations and were unable to come to greet you. They specifically asked me to express their apologies to you."

"Oh, it's nothing. I just didn't see them. I was just curious. After all, one is the Chairman of the Central Revolutionary Military Commission and the other is the Chairman of the Soviet Government!" "Haha, we will arrive in Ruijin tonight. You will see them at the welcoming banquet..."

While chatting and laughing, the Red Army soldiers moved all their belongings onto the horse-drawn and ox-drawn carts. They were ready to set off. Seeing this, Wu Hao asked the guard to bring a horse over:

"Comrade Ma Shiwu, how about we go back to Ruijin first and talk about it later?" "Okay!"

"Then please..."

Before Wu Hao finished speaking, UMP45 had already jumped onto the horse's back with a light jump. Even though it was sitting sideways, it was sitting very steadily.

That heroic appearance was definitely a model of "expert archery and horsemanship", which made many Red Army soldiers secretly cheer in their hearts and couldn't help but cast their eyes in his direction;

But when they saw the other's round buttocks and the strange yet captivating black stockings, everyone blushed and quickly turned their gazes away, lowering their heads, not daring to look again. Only a few attentive people noticed that the moment UMP45 mounted the horse, its hooves trembled unconsciously a few times, leaving deep footprints as it walked. Huh?

Could it be that this lesbian is very strong?

Or was the small bag she was carrying too heavy?

No matter how many questions everyone had in their minds, the team headed towards Ruijin, more than 30 kilometers away.

Just as Wu Hao was enthusiastically introducing UMP45 to the various locations in Ruijin County, a roar of grief and indignation suddenly erupted from a group approaching from the southwest: "I've been wronged!"

"???"

104 A Show of Power to the Central Soviet Area

"I was wronged!"

"Why are you arresting me?"

"I shed blood for the Soviet area! I have made contributions to the Soviet!" "I want to see the Chairman! I want to see the Chairman!"

In the group coming from the southwest, a man was tied to an oxcart and screamed and struggled violently. He even kicked a short young man who was escorting him on the head. The latter immediately pressed the man's legs and feet in anger, tightened the rope, and shouted:

"Xie Busheng! We already have clear evidence of your crime! Stop resisting!"

".…"

So, the two teams collided head-on.

Upon hearing this name, UMP45, who had assumed the bound man was just an "ordinary purged criminal," suddenly became interested and leaped forward.

"Is he Xie Busheng?" "Uh..."

The short young man leading the group didn't know who the beautiful woman in the center of the group was, and looked at Wu Hao and the others in bewilderment. "Comrade Ma Shiwu, this is Deng Xixian, the Party Secretary of Ruijin County."

"Oh."

UMP45 didn't show any surprise at hearing the name of a historical figure, but continued to ask, "Is this person tied up Xie Busheng, Chairman of the Yeping Village Soviet Government?"

"Uh...yes..."

Wu Hao and the others were shocked again!

How tightly organized and powerful was the Shihua Revolutionary Party in our Soviet area, and how powerful was its intelligence-gathering capabilities, that even a small cadre like this knew about it?

What surprised them even more was that "Ma Shiwu" actually jumped off the horse, stepped on the mud without a care in the world, walked to the ox cart of Deng Xixian and others, and looked curiously at "the first corrupt official executed by the CCP." Who was this Xie Busheng?

To put it bluntly, he is the "village chief" of Yeping Village at this time.

But how could such a lowly official be personally escorted by the county party secretary, and even Wu Hao, the dignified secretary of the Central Committee, know his name?

Because the First National Congress of the Chinese Soviet Republic was held in Yeping Village, Ruijin, Jiangxi Province from November 7 to 20, 1931, and some key departments were also set up here; therefore, Xie Busheng, who was close to the water and had the upper hand, took this opportunity to frequently contact with high-level leaders of the Chinese Soviet Republic and even the Central Bureau of the Soviet Area, and was thus given a "golden body".

Compared to the "anti-counterrevolutionary movement" and other things that were more inclined towards the so-called "line struggle", UMP45 was more curious about crimes related to interests such as corruption and bribery. Because, in the last days of her life, corruption and bribery, crimes committed simply for money and profit, were completely incomprehensible.

Not only can humanoids not understand it, but humans cannot understand it either.

The commercialization and civilian use of controlled nuclear fusion will lead to nearly unlimited energy for China, which in turn will lead to nearly immense material abundance. What does this mean?

Everyone can eat the best food and use the best things.

In scientific research, there are plenty of resources for you to squander and plenty of routes for you to try;

Want to lie down? Even if you lie down at home all day, you can still live a rich life...

At that point, most people's labor will no longer be driven by survival and profit, but by realizing their dreams and achieving something greater. Even in such a state, those who continue to engage in corruption and bribery will be deemed "criminals unsalvageable even in the communist era" by society and the courts, and sentenced to death! That's why "human observation enthusiast" UMP45 is curious.

Xie Busheng, who was still shouting, heard a female voice and raised his head with great effort. When he found it was a beauty he had never seen before, he was stunned, his eyes showing obsession and lust; then the next second, he was terrified:

"In 1927, you killed a Red Army doctor who had fallen behind during the Nanchang Uprising at the junction of Ning and Rui, and stole his gold ring, military canteen, felt blanket, and other items..." You colluded with Xie Shenrun from the same village and Qian Liping, deputy director of the Supply Department of the General Affairs Department of the Central Government, to sell salt and other items to the Soviet area, selling them to the people at high prices and making a profit.

Profiteering..."

"When you became the chairman of Yeping Village, you used your power to forcibly change Xie Shenrun's status from a 'rich peasant' to a 'middle peasant', and even gave him many production tools that even poor peasants couldn't get..."

"Later, you had an affair with Xie Shenrun's wife, Zhu Xiuxiu. After Xie Shenrun discovered it and reported it to the Ruijin County Party Committee, you teamed up with Chen Jingkui, the Party Organization Minister, and others to kill him..." "You also had an affair with Wang Caifeng, the second wife of Ruijin landlord Xie Yijin... You sold your original wife, Yang, to a bachelor as a wife for the price of three cows..."

"Besides that, you also secretly used the government seal, forged passes, illegally sold buffaloes, embezzled the gold and silver that Yunji Baoding had collected for reconciliation, robbed Mr. Qiu from the cloth shop in Ruilin Market, and played small games with big bets..." "Oh, yes, I remember that your party introducer, Xie Chunshan, who currently serves in the Central Bureau of the Soviet Area, was also your accomplice, right? He was the one who tried so hard to cover up your crimes, wasn't he?"