Talking about Cao Cao, when Cao Cao arrived, Chen Zikun joked a little with Mu Yichen, Che Qiuling, and then went out and went downstairs, got in the car and went straight to Longhua.
Longhua, the former Songhu Protectorate Office, is now the Shanghai Security Headquarters.
It is heavily guarded today.
There are three steps, one post, five steps, and one sentry.
The rifle is bayoneted.
Chen Zikun quickly came to the conference room and found that it was already full of people.
Just wait for yourself.
He didn't have time to change into military uniforms.
Chen Zikun was wearing a suit, which was a little embarrassing on this occasion.
However, there were also some people in casual clothes in the conference room, which was not too out of the ordinary.
Surprisingly, Li Yaoting was also present, as well as Shanghai Xue Bin, the president of the Three Guns Association and the captain of the anti-smoking law enforcement team.
Chen Zikun felt unhappy.
Xue Bin was a direct descendant of the Jiangdong Army.
Why did Chiang Kai-shek transfer him to the meeting without his consent?
He walked straight to the empty seat next to Xue Bin and Li Yaoting and sat down.
Bai Chongxi, dressed in military uniform, came to the stage and said: "Now please Commander-in-chief Chiang speaks."
Chiang Kai-shek came to power amidst applause and said sadly: "Comrades, our party has now reached its most dangerous moment."
Everyone said nothing and listened to him quietly.
Fenghua accent echoed in the conference room.
"On the 6th of this month, Zhang Zuolin searched the Soviet Embassy in Beijing, arrested a large number of red elements, and found a large number of instructions, instructions, subversive materials, and weapons and ammunition sent by the Communist International.
One of the instructions stated "Every method must be devised to arouse the masses of the people to reject foreigners."
"We must resort to any means, even robbery and mass murder."
At this point, Chiang Kai-shek slammed the table so hard that the water in the tea cup splashed out, "Niang Xipi was violent and xenophobic in Nanjing.
They wanted to provoke the great powers to conflict with us in order to reap the benefits."
Chen Zikun finally understood that Chiang Kai-shek was going to take action.
After the meeting, Xue Bin took a chance and said to Chen Zikun: "Commander, Chiang Kai-shek gave me this."
He took out a banknote with a face value of two hundred thousand taels of silver.
Chen Zikun sneered, Lao Jiang was very generous, he started to bribe his own team.
"You idiot, you think you can buy me off with just two stinky coins."
Xue Bin flipped the banker's ticket disdainfully.
Chen Zikun said: "The imperial court is not short of hungry soldiers.
The commander-in-chief needs the help of brothers from the anti-smoking corps.
Take this money and help improve the lives of the brothers."
Xue Bin said happily: "Okay, I will take it and thank the commander for the brothers first."
Li Yaoting also came over, with an expression gearing up: "This time is enough for the union boys to drink a pot.
All the Green Gang will be mobilized.
I don't believe that we can't kill Ya Ting."
After a while, Chiang Kai-shek came to see Chen Zikun in person and had a heart-to-heart talk with him, mentioning the reasons why he was determined to purge the party.
"Half of the counties in Hunan have peasant associations, with as many as 4.5 million members.
The peasant associations replace the military and political organs in issuing orders.
Those who obey will prosper, and those who rebel will perish.
The rich and wealthy will all be labeled as local tyrants and evil gentry, without exception. , our officers and soldiers of the Northern Expedition shed blood and died outside, but our family property was divided up by the peasant association, and our father and brother were killed.
How can the morale of the army be stable, and how can the great cause of the Northern Expedition be continued?"
"The same is true for the workers' movement in Wuhan.
The Hubei Federation of Trade Unions has 300,000 members.
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They often hold meetings, marches and strikes to demand political power.
A large number of workers were coerced to participate, causing goods to be blocked.
Factories were unable to operate due to lack of raw materials, daily necessities were severely lacking, and prices were soaring.
The economy collapsed because the Soviet Union wanted to seize power.”
Although Chen Zikun had his own sources of intelligence, he did not know as deeply as Chiang Kai-shek after all.
He was moved by various situations.
"My army has just arrived in Shanghai.
The terrain is unfamiliar and it is difficult to carry out operations, so we have to rely on various forces.
I borrowed your anti-smoking law enforcement team without saying hello.
Don't be angry, brother."
Chiang Kai-shek's tone was very sincere.
Chen Zikun smiled calmly: "There is no need to be polite between us brothers.
Let alone a team of soldiers, even if I am asked to carry a gun and go into battle, I will not hesitate."
Chiang Kai-shek was greatly moved: "He is indeed an old comrade of our party, with high party spirit and firm stance."
The combat plan was top secret and only available to major generals and above.
Chen Zikun received a copy of the plan, handed it to Shuangxi, put it in his briefcase, and drove away from Longhua Security Headquarters.
That night, Chen Zikun went to Tang Yan's residence and had sex with her again.
At midnight, Tang Yan got up quietly, walked outside in her nightgown, stood quietly for a while, let her eyes get used to the darkness, and then opened the official document on the table.
Bag, took out a stack of documents from it, and through the moonlight outside the window, you could see the blue sky and white sun emblem and the words top secret on the documents.
Tang Yan quickly read through it, and with fear, she quietly put the file back.
When she turned around, she saw Chen Zikun standing at the door of the bedroom.
"It scares me to death.
Why are you not alive at all?"
Tang Yan stomped her foot in a coquettish tone.
Chen Zikun stepped forward and roughly kneaded Tang Yan's body under her silk nightgown, then picked her up and walked into the bedroom.
After some strenuous exercise, Chen Zikun fell into a deep sleep.
Tang Yan pushed him twice and didn't wake up.
So he got up again and went to the living room to make a phone call.
After lowering his voice and talking to the other party for a few words, the other party seemed to have hung up.
Tang Yan was very worried.
After a few reluctant calls, he dialed again, and this time no one picked up.
Wearing her nightgown, she walked back and forth in the living room, feeling extremely anxious.
She looked at the clock on the wall from time to time.
It was two o'clock in the morning, and she finally made a decision.
She quickly put on overalls and pull-back shoes, and took Chen Zikun's car keys.
Went out quietly.
Tang Yan went out, got into Chen Zikun's car, started it skillfully, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
It went smoothly at the rental gate, and the patrol even saluted the car, but after driving some distance in Zhabei, she was stopped by the patrol.
"Martial law has been declared."
The soldier said in an evil voice.
Tang Yan pointed to the special pass in front of the windshield and said: "Can't you see this?"
"Sorry, no vehicles are allowed to pass without a certificate issued by the Martial Law Command.
Please go back."
The soldier's attitude was extremely blunt and his accent was from the South.
"Do you know who I am?
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I want to see your commander."
Tang Yan is well-informed and knows that at this time, she has to be more domineering and more powerful than anyone else.
As expected, the soldier was shocked by this woman driving a car with a military license plate.
He approached his superior officer to negotiate.
The officer was also from Guangdong and Guangxi.
He looked at the license plate number and said with a cold face: "Who are you, Commander Chen?"
"I am his wife.
I have something urgent at home and I have to go back."
Tang Yan had an idea and lied.
"No," the officer refused directly.
"In special times, even if Commander Chen comes in person, he can't pass."
"You dare to stop me?"
Tang Yan was going crazy with anxiety.
She looked at her watch and saw that it was already three o'clock.
She gritted her teeth and started the car to break through.
Immediately, more than a dozen rifles were aimed at her.
Suddenly, a red flare appeared on the horizon.
In less than five minutes, more than ten trucks sped out from the direction of the concession.
The trucks were full of tough men.
They were dressed in different colors, but they all had white cloth armbands on their arms, with a word written on them in black ink.
There was a big word "work" in their hands, and in their hands were iron rulers, machetes, big sticks and spears, and many people were holding rifles and pistols.
The truck roared past, and the patrol did not stop it at all.
Looking at the ferocious faces on the truck, Tang Yan let out a long sigh, turned around and went back.
At four o'clock in the morning, Chen Zikun was awakened from his sleep by intensive gunfire.
The gunfire came from all directions, but it was far away and should not be within the concession.
Of course Chen Zikun knew what was going on, so he turned over and continued to sleep, but Tang Yan was horrified and pushed away.
He pushed him and said: "Dalling, what's going on?"
"The army wants to hand over the guns of the workers' pickets," Chen Zikun said.
"Wouldn't that mean a lot of people would die?"
Tang Yan said, and there was endless spring in the collar of her pajamas.
"Death is inevitable.
Go to sleep.
It's okay."
Chen Zikun patted Tang Yan's face.
Tang Yan buried her head on Chen Zikun's chest and shed tears.
"Why are you crying?"
"There's going to be another war, and I'm worried about you."
"Don't worry, it's just a disarmament operation.
The regular army can deal with the workers very easily.
Be good and don't cry."
Chen Zikun wiped Tang Yan's tears, but she cried even more sadly.
After dawn, Tang Yan hurried away, saying she was going to cover news.
Chen Zikun was worried that she was in danger, so he sent Shuangxi to accompany her for protection, and even lent her his own car.
With the military escort, no one stopped her this time, and she arrived at the Shanghai Federation of Trade Unions workers' picket team headquarters smoothly.
Tang Yan had been here many times for interviews, but the scene in front of her made her unable to believe that there were still people coming and going here yesterday.
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The trade union organization has now become a Shura hell, with corpses and blood everywhere, yellow and orange bullet casings on the ground, grenade marks and dense bullet holes on the walls.
It was clear that a desperate battle took place here.
With tears in her eyes, Tang Yan walked to a desk.
A young man was dead beside the desk.
His head was cut open by an iron ruler.
The blood was all over the ground and had solidified.
He was still holding a microphone in his hand.
"Why don't you believe me?
Rest in peace," Tang Yan thought silently in her heart, raising her head to prevent tears from flowing down.
A blood-stained banner hung high, with four large characters "Work Together" embroidered on it, signed as a gift from Chiang Kai-shek.
The next day, Shanghai was enveloped in an atmosphere of terror, with arrests and massacres everywhere.
Workers marched in the rain to protest against the garrison, demanding the release of arrested workers and the return of confiscated firearms.
However, they were shot at by the army, and blood flowed into rivers, killing and injured. countless.
Newspapers made headlines with shocking words such as "workers' internal strife," "military martial law," and "violating the party by force."
They also published photos of the army patrolling the streets and workers being arrested.
Two days later, news came from Guangzhou that the Kuomintang was purging the party, arresting more than 2,000 people, and closing down trade unions, peasant associations and other organizations.
The NC4 seaplane from the American Curtiss Company imported by Springfield Matheson arrived.
Chen Zikun went to test it in person.
The plane passed over Zhabei, with thick smoke billowing below.
There were sandbags piled with machine guns in the middle of the street, and human heads hung on telephone poles. , there were riots everywhere, troops everywhere, gunshots, screams, and sirens blaring one after another.
Chen Zikun's enthusiasm waned and he ended the test flight hastily.
He returned to Tang Yan's residence in the concession.
The car he lent to Tang Yan was still parked at the door.
Chen Zikun touched the hood and it was hot.
It seemed that Tang Yan had just returned not long ago.
When he entered the room, he found several strange men sitting in the living room, staring at him with wary faces.
One young man even put his hands on his waist.
Chen Zikun said calmly: "Tang Yan, you don't say anything when guests come to your house.
I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes.
You greet them first."
"Stand still."
The young man shouted in a low voice.
The outline of the gun barrel bulged under his clothes and he aimed at Chen Zikun
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