1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

To evaluate fairly and impartially without any bias, this is a Chinese rural woman who has certain progressive ideas, but is essentially conservative and not very knowledgeable; however, the ideas expressed in the content of this book made Li Desheng clearly see its considerable degree of advancement.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is better than many comrades in the Party.

"Look!"

Noticing her husband's surprise, He Zizhen puffed out her chest with some pride: "Comrade Li Desheng! You underestimate your wife!"

Li Desheng was silent for a few seconds and asked:

"This is actually Comrade Ma Shiwu's idea, right?"

He Zizhen was stunned, then her eyes started to turn red, and she ran out crying. Li Desheng looked puzzled.

What's going on?

I didn't scold her or hit her.

Li Desheng didn't take it seriously, but after waiting for half an hour, He Zizhen still didn't come back. He started to get anxious, and then he turned around and said... "I? "

UMP45 opened the door and looked at Li Desheng, who had come to his place late at night to look for his wife. He was puzzled: "Why do you think she's here with me?"

"Well..."

After thinking for a moment, Li Desheng told Ma Shiwu what had just happened, still looking puzzled: "...and then she ran away. It's so inexplicable! Comrade Shiwu, if I'm not mistaken, this is what you told her, right?"

UMP45's mouth twitched slightly after hearing this.

Although I am in human form, not a female human, and I don't have as many tempers as human women, I also know how much hurtful this sentence can be.

Fortunately, I informed He Zizhen in advance and instilled some information in her. Otherwise, if she got jealous this time, I would be caught between you two like Chen Yi.

(When Zhu and Mao first started working together, various conflicts arose and the two sides argued fiercely, making it very difficult for Chen Yi to be in the middle - "You (Zhu and Mao) are from Chu and Jin, and I am from Zheng. It's hard to be a man in the middle.") Commander, the task you gave me originally did not include mediating Comrade Li Desheng's family and marital relations...

Never mind, just consider it as a gift.

After all, this human being is indeed worthy of respect.

Because the cloud map showed that He Zizhen hadn't run very far, but had simply stopped at a certain hilltop, UMP45 wasn't in a hurry. "Bring me her diary. Let me see what's written in it."

"it is good."

The two of them went to Li Desheng's residence and took the notebook. UMP45 scanned it quickly and sighed, "Most of the content here... was indeed what I told her..."

"Look, I said so!"

Li Desheng said triumphantly:

"I knew it must be Comrade Shiwu's handiwork. She is..." "But, only a large part of it."

UMP45 Youyou tapped on the notebook:

"This...this...this...and this...I gave a general idea, but not in such detail...this...this...I didn't mention it at all, it's obviously something she extended..."

Li Desheng's eyes gradually widened, looking extremely incredible.

"And this...this...and this. There are even quite a few differences between the opinions she expressed and what I said. It must be her own understanding...Maybe it's right, maybe not. I won't comment.

But it’s hers.”

".…."

"Comrade Li Desheng, can I express my opinion?" "Uh...you go ahead."

"Zizhen has a good temper. If it were me, I would definitely slap you hard and run away. You look down on me." "...I don't look down on you..."

"I know, maybe you don't have it subjectively, but objectively, you give others the feeling that you look down on people, not only towards Zizhen, but also towards other comrades.

"Perhaps you are right, but your comrades, your family, and your brothers cannot stand your 'superior' attitude."

"You claim to be a Marxist, so why do you look at things with such a static perspective? Because she is your wife, you can treat her as you please.

Do you underestimate it?"

...

Li Desheng's expression changed again and again. He paused for at least a minute before taking a deep breath and admitting, "This is indeed my fault. I will apologize to Comrade Zizhen."

He was about to leave when UMP45 stopped him. "Alright! She didn't go far. She's already back."

"Hey?"

Before she finished speaking, He Zizhen, her eyes red, stepped into the courtyard. Seeing UMP45 and Li Desheng, she was also stunned. Seeing that the main person had returned, UMP45 walked over and patted her shoulder:

"Alright! I've already told him about it. You two should handle it yourselves... Also, don't run around anymore. If anything happens, it will be his second trauma."

After UMP45 left, Li Desheng and He Zizhen stared at each other for a moment, the former stammering, "You...why are you back?"

"Can't I come back yet?"

He Zizhen looked fierce:

"It's because I remembered that you haven't taken a shower yet!"

Li Desheng's expression suddenly twisted, and he barely managed to avoid laughing out loud. He pinched his thigh desperately and said seriously:

"Comrade He Zizhen, I want to solemnly apologize to you. I shouldn't have used my own subjective views to prejudge your progress, let alone say such things. This is my mistake, and I sincerely ask for your forgiveness."

As soon as these words came out, the anger in He Zizhen's heart immediately disappeared, but she still raised her head stubbornly, looked up at her husband, and said with emotion:

"Comrade Li Desheng, I accept your apology, but I also want to tell you, don't underestimate others! One day, I will let you know that I, He Zizhen, have always been your most loyal and capable comrade!"

"..."

At this moment, Li Desheng finally understood what He Zizhen had been pursuing.

She not only wants to be his wife and a nanny who takes care of his life, but also wants to be the comrade who can stand by his side;

Just like back then...

scorching sun.

Commander of the 179th Brigade, what are you doing?

"Brother Lianfu, you've lost a lot of weight recently. The training must have been tough, right?"

On the oxcart, a young man of about 30 lazily sat on a pile of clothes, looking through the things inside and making a sound of his mouth:

"Tsk tsk tsk... your special forces brigade is really good. They give you the best of everything..."

The instructor said that the special forces team shouldn't worry about these things; completing the mission is the most important thing.

A young man with a simple and honest appearance, a middle-parted "traitor haircut", and a face that was even fatter than others in such a difficult environment, smiled innocently and said:

"She said the value of the mission we complete far outweighs the cost."

"Wow, what kind of missions do you usually carry out?"

"For now, only..."

Chen Xilian stopped talking halfway through his words, and then apologized as usual:

"I'm sorry, Brother Geng, the instructor doesn't allow us to disclose any information about the mission."

"..."

Yo Yao?

Is this kid Chen Xilian not so easy to fool?

What's going on?

It seems that instructor Ma is quite capable...

"Then you can tell me what you usually train for, right?"

"This...this I need to ask the instructor..."

"..."

Chen Geng was shocked.

Because he had been leading the 12th Division in the "border area" of the base area to guard against the restless Chiang Kai-shek troops, he had little time to return to Xinji, and he had no intention of fighting with Liu Ying and others to grab supplies;

So, considering he'd only seen Ma Shiwu once from a distance, and they'd never had any meaningful communication, it wasn't until he heard about the "Special Forces" that he became interested and wanted to find out more about this strange woman. He'd planned to take advantage of a break in the meeting to get some information from this obedient (honest) and well-behaved (idiot) little brother, but to no avail?

In the past, it was obvious that I could have cheated him out of the last half of the steamed bread in his pocket with just a little trick!

Xiaolian, Xiaolian, you are no longer the Xiaolian I knew!

After much persuasion, he still couldn't get much useful information out of Chen Xilian. Arriving at the "Special Forces Brigade Training Base," the guards at the gate were glaring at him, and even a shameless Chen Geng had no choice but to leave. What Master Chen didn't know was that upon returning to the base, his younger brother immediately told an instructor everything they had just said.

"Oh? He's asking you about our special forces?"

"Yes! Comrade instructor!"

Chen Xilian stood straight, meticulous, with a shrewd look in his eyes:

"You instructed that everything about the Special Forces, especially mission and training information, must be kept confidential from non-related personnel! So I didn't say a word!"

"Well done! You should do the same next time. No matter if they're army commanders, division commanders, or your friends or relatives, you can't ask without permission. This is basic work discipline, a matter of life and death." UMP45 smiled and patted Chen Xilian on the shoulder. Then, she took today's "teaching material" and said to the group of young people who were staring at her eagerly:

"Today, I'm going to teach you how to put on makeup and disguise yourself... Then, I'll take you to teach someone a lesson..."

".…."

On the other side, Chen Geng, who wasted some time trying to find out the news and was sweating profusely, hurried to the meeting site.

As soon as he entered, he casually picked up a cup on the table at the door and drank the tea inside. Then he saw everyone staring at him with twitching faces. Especially Li Desheng:

"tasty?"

"Hehe, Chairman, the tea is indeed delicious, as expected of you." Chen Geng raised his thumb with a lazy look on his face.

Obviously, he knew that this was Li Desheng's cup and that's why he used it directly.

Facing this fellow villager whom he had known since 1922 and who had fought alongside him during the Jinggangshan period, Li Desheng had no other words to say. He could only angrily and amusedly curse, "I've been waiting for you! Go back to your position!"

"Okay, okay...just keep talking, why are you still so irritable..."

Chen Mo muttered to himself as he found a seat and sat down. His usual cheerful demeanor faded, and he began to attend the meeting with great seriousness. He was the most active speaker in the room: "Regarding this 'three-three system,' I think..."

"I think the military grievance meeting is..."

"Regarding the issue of regularized construction, I have a few suggestions..." "Guerrilla warfare..."

He was a man of quick wit, born into a military family, had received formal military education, had fought in battles for nearly 15 years, and was a man of culture. And now, he was in a meeting with Li Desheng. If he didn't speak, who would? The senior officers of the Red Fourth Front who attended the meeting watched silently as Chen Geng, who had been completely silent during Zhang Guotao's time, was now beaming with energy, and they sighed in admiration. It's great to have the old superior here...

The meeting lasted until nearly nightfall. Everyone skipped dinner and hurried back to their base with their guards, including Chen Geng. However, as they passed a corner of a mountain ravine, someone suddenly swooped down from the side, knocking him off his horse and knocking him unconscious with a single blow. When he regained consciousness, he found himself hanging in a nearly pitch-black room, his hands in the dark. He had no idea where his guards had been taken.

this...

Chen Ying was startled, but quickly calmed down and began to analyze... What a bullshit analysis!

No one saw it clearly!

I didn't even sense any danger ahead of time! What happened?!

enemy?

Where did it come from?

What kind of enemy could get so close to the heart of the base and dare to attack a high-ranking officer like him? At this moment, a dull male voice suddenly sounded behind Chen Geng: "CCP officer, are you awake?"

? ? ?

CCP?

National Army?

wrong!

The Nationalist Army calls us "Communist Bandits"! This tone should not be from the Nationalist Army. So who is he?

Chen Gengqiang suppressed the slight uneasiness in his heart, turned his back to the unknown attacker, and said with a smile:

"Excuse me, which friend of mine is this? If I have offended you before, please forgive me. You can kill me or chop me up as you please, but at least let me die with a clear conscience." "Haha, you are quite cunning."

No, it's getting more and more wrong.

This strange name, this strange accent, this strange attitude...

"No way, no way! If I were cunning, I wouldn't have been caught by you, right? You are the real formidable one!"

"Well said, but I don't have time to waste on you." The man asked coldly:

"Tell me, has your unit operating in the Dabie Mountains recently changed its leader? What's his name? Where is he located?" "Uh... changed leader? What do you mean... haha!"

Before he could finish his words, the sound of footsteps was heard from the front, and Chen Geng was punched in the abdomen. Only then did Commander Chen realize that in front of him, there was actually a woman...