My Spy Years

  Chapter 444 Propaganda (seeking subscription and monthly ticket)

   "How is the situation of 'Mr. Miao'?" Cheng Qianfan asked with concern.

   "The recovery from the injury was relatively smooth. 'Mr. Miao' was anxious to return to the army, but I persuaded him." Peng Yuou said.

  As the Japanese army aggressively attacked Shanghai, the traffic lines leaving Shanghai are now greatly affected. There are many checkpoints along the way. Whether it is the Japanese army or the national army, they will be strictly interrogated, and the danger is extremely high. This is not a good opportunity to leave Shanghai.

Cheng Qianfan nodded and didn't ask too much. This matter involves important generals of our party, and the secrecy is extremely high. If he hadn't shouldered the duty of secretly protecting 'Mr. Miao', he shouldn't have asked about it. At the same time, Peng Yuou also Absolutely will not reveal the slightest news to him.

   "Secretary Peng, I'll leave first, and you can leave in a quarter of an hour." Cheng Qianfan put on his sunglasses, picked up his sun hat, and said.

   "Be careful." Peng and Ou shook hands with Cheng Qianfan and said softly.

  Cheng Qianfan didn't speak, but nodded slightly, put on the sun hat, and left downstairs.

  He walked all the way.

   Detoured a few alleys and came to a time-honored restaurant.

   Ask the shopkeeper to fry some specialty dishes and have a drink.

  About half an hour later, Li Hao drove to pick him up and returned to the central police station.

   "Brother Fan, the brother monitoring Fei Li discovered a new situation." Li Hao said.

   "What's the situation?" Cheng Qianfan closed his eyes to rest, rubbed his temples, and asked as the road was slightly bumpy.

   "A new face went to see Fei Li." Li Hao said.

   "New face?" Cheng Qianfan opened his eyes and asked with a frown.

   "Yes, a man in his thirties, not tall, with a thin body, wearing a Chinese tunic suit." Li Hao said.

   "Anything else?" Cheng Qianfan continued to ask, these features were neither directional nor suspicious.

   "Fei Li personally sent this person out, with a very respectful attitude." Li Hao said, "After this person left, Fei Li looked very happy, and he could be heard humming in the yard."

  Cheng Qianfan's expression became serious, and he immediately asked, "When Fei Li sent this person away, how did you know that he was very respectful to him? What is the specific gesture?"

  Li Hao was stunned, showing a shameful expression, "Brother Fan, this is not clear."

"Check!" Cheng Qianfan said coldly, "Find out the specific details, whether to shake hands with one hand or two hands, whether he took the initiative to shake hands, clasped fists, or bowed, how did the other party respond, what was the movement and posture?" , Did you speak up and respond, these details, go and verify them bit by bit!"

"Yes." Li Hao's forehead began to sweat. This is the situation reported by the intelligence team. At first, he felt that the work of the intelligence team was well done. It was a laborious visit for a visitor, because it was a new face, which aroused the attention of the intelligence team. focus on.

  However, Brother Fan asked for a series of detailed verifications to be exported, and Li Hao suddenly felt a gap.

   "After sending me back to the arresting room, you should verify this matter immediately." Cheng Qianfan said, the sooner the better for such details, because the longer the time drags on, the more people's memory will gradually blur.

   "Understood." Li Hao nodded.

  …

   Xi'an City.

  Ling Qiuhua wiped the sweat from his forehead, returned the ladle to the shopkeeper, and expressed his thanks with cupped fists.

  The shopkeeper waved his hand and just took a sip of water. This student doll is too polite.

   At this moment, the sound of beating gongs and drums came from a distance, and then the sound of slogans.

  Ling Qiuhua looked around.

   Then I saw a parade marching mightily.

   "Support Guohong cooperation!"

   "Down with the warlord regime!"

   "Down with Japanese imperialism!"

   "Long live the anti-Japanese unity!"

   "I swear to the death that I will not be a subjugated slave!"

"Fate of the nation, everyone is responsible!"

  A group of people in military uniform came, surrounded by many students and crowds.

  They led everyone to raise their right arms high and shout slogans.

  Colorful flags are waving, and the red flags seem to cover half of the sky.

  A female soldier with short hair covering her ears distributed anti-Japanese leaflets to the crowd.

  Ling Qiuhua heard the people around cheering, shouting slogans, and talking a lot, but there was a warm smile on his face.

  ‘This is a female student soldier of the Red Army! '

  ‘Now it’s not called the Red-Army, it’s called the Eight-Road! '

   "Yes, yes, it is now the Anti-Japanese Propaganda Brigade of the Eighth Route Army!"

  …

  The parade stopped.

  A man in the uniform of the Eighth Route Army walked out of the team. He stood there, first saluted the people around him, and then began to promote the red idea, the anti-Japanese war, the rise and fall of the country, and the principle that everyone is responsible.

   "This man is amazing!" Ling Qiuhua admired him.

  This anti-Japanese propaganda comrade of the Eighth Route Army is impassioned. Starting from the Qing Opium War in 1840, he has counted the invasion of China by the imperialist powers!

  He began with Lin Zexu's cigarette sales in Humen, and recounted the history of Chinese people's struggle against imperialist oppression!

   It talked about Zuo Baogui's martyrdom, Deng Shichang's martyrdom, Mr. Cai Gongshi's murder by the Japanese, and General Huang Meixing's martyrdom.

  From the Lushun Massacre, to the Jinan Massacre, to the massacre and oppression of the Northeast people by the Japanese.

  The crowd at the scene was shocked, some wept, some hated their teeth itching.

  If it wasn’t for what this person said, people really don’t know about this, they don’t know that the Chinese have been bullied by foreigners for nearly a hundred years, and they don’t know that foreign devils, especially the Japanese, are so cruel, they are simply inferior to animals.

   "Down with Japanese imperialism!"

"Fate of the nation, everyone is responsible!"

   "I would rather die for the anti-Japanese war than be a subjugated slave!"

  Tears filled Ling Qiuhua's eyes, he waved his right fist desperately, and roared hoarsely!

  After the fall of Beiping, he traveled all the way, with the goal of coming to the northwest, to this fiery red soil, where he believed he could find the answer he was looking for.

   "Muheng, someone is looking for you." After the speech, Fang Muheng picked up the water glass to drink.

  At this time, Xie Ruonan ran over and shouted.

   Then, he looked up and saw a young man carrying a bundle followed Xie Ruonan to his front.

   "Comrade, I want to join the revolution and join your ranks! I want to resist Japan!" Ling Qiuhua said.

  Looking at the emotional young man in front of him, Fang Muheng could feel the fiery revolutionary enthusiasm of the other party, which reminded him of himself back then.

   "This classmate, what's your name." Fang Muheng said with a smile.

   "Ling Qiuhua, Ling of Lingyun's ambition, Qiuhua of autumn's beauty." Ling Qiuhua said.

   "Student Qiuhua, your revolutionary enthusiasm and your anti-Japanese enthusiasm are very good. We welcome them very much." Fang Muheng nodded and said.

"However, revolution is a long-term and arduous work. Revolutionary work is not a temporary passion. It comes from the heart and has a strong will, because we are fighting for the happiness and freedom of the entire Chinese people, and we are willing to shed our blood. , without fear of sacrifice, with a steel-like will..."

   "Of course, as long as it is anti-Japanese, we welcome it. Anti-Japanese is also a revolution. Take the work of our anti-Japanese brigade as an example. What is the nature and task of our work? It is to awaken the anti-Japanese awareness of the broad masses..."

  Ling Qiuhua looked at Fang Muheng.

  In his eyes, Fang Muheng at this time seemed to be radiating light.

  …

Shanghai.

   Honolulu Road.

  Dr. Mu came to check Qin Detai's body.

   "District seat, the Eighth Office of the Red Party has once again asked us to release Liu Bo and other Red Party detainees in Longhua." Dr. Mu reported. "

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   Stiff neck, uncomfortable, code words are very awkward. Today is just this chapter, one chapter is missing, and it is recorded in the notebook. I hope everyone will forgive me.

  (end of this chapter)