1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

"Report! My name is Liu Zhen! I'm from Xiaogan, Hubei!"

"Report! My name is Wang Bingzhang! I'm from Anyang, Henan!"

"Report! My name is Wu Faxian! I'm from Yongfeng, Jiangxi!"

Forget it, there’s no hope. The Air Force is holding a meeting at the Navy.

"Report! My name is Xu Guangda! I'm from Changsha, Hunan!"

The Armored Forces Commander is also joining in the fun?

Tanks on warships, right?

"Report! My name is Ye Fei! I'm from Nan'an, Fujian!"

"Report! My name is Wei Guoqing! I'm from Donglan, Guangxi!"

"Report.…""

Soon, more than 300 people completed a simple self-introduction. Without the agent's reminder, there were at least 80 people whose names sounded familiar to Fujiwara Kanezane.

Hey, after the Army, the Air Force has also become a Communist den, right?

The Chinese Communist Party is actually becoming more and more trusting of the "World Revolutionary Party" that I so casually flattered. That's good; if that happens, the future navy of the Republic of China won't be as shabby as it was in history.

"Very good, I have memorized your names."

Fujiwara no Kanezane said something that everyone thought was polite, and then started marking the roster:

"Those of you whose names I've called out, go shower and change your clothes, then gather in the auditorium for a meeting later. I'm going to give you a special lecture. You don't need to bring weapons or armor."

After saying that, he threw the drawn roster to the barracks leader and staggered away from the platform with the maid.

No one knew that His Majesty Hachiman was having a lot of fun playing with memes.

"...Brother Liu, what's going on?"

While changing out of his sweaty training clothes in his four-person dorm, the 16-year-old Xiao Hua couldn't help but lower his voice and ask the 22-year-old Liu Yalou:

"Have we been exposed?"

Otherwise, why is almost everyone I know on the list?

Could it be that what awaits us later is a murderous Hongmen Banquet?

"I don't think it's possible." Liu Yalou shook his head slightly.

"We just successfully applied and were accepted. We haven't had time to do anything yet! How could we be exposed? Unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless the Party Central Committee hands over our list to Manchukuo, or if any of our comrades outside are captured and rebel."

The first possibility was directly rejected, so what about the second one? Did a comrade betray?

However, the only people who knew their identities were probably Comrade Wu Hao of the Party Central Committee and themselves!

It's impossible that Comrade Wu Hao and the Party Central Committee have collectively betrayed the Party, right?

"...So, don't panic. I think it's just a coincidence. Perhaps our profile was so good that we were considered outstanding talents. This is actually a good opportunity."

19-year-old Wei Guoqing agreed with Liu Yalou's guess:

"Yes, this is a good opportunity. As long as we can win the favor of that Japanese, we can quickly get promoted, gain power, and take down this puppet navy!"

"Shh! I've told you so many times, when you come here, you have to treat yourself as..."

"I know, I know. I'm slipping up. Um... We have to find a way to gain His Highness's approval and become his backbone! Um! Backbone!"

Then we can overcome the difficulties!

"Yes, you must remember, never let anything slip. This is the enemy's base camp, not Fujian, let alone Jiangxi!"

"I understand. I will pay more attention next time."

"But... is it really possible for someone to read everyone's information in just a few minutes?"

Xiao Hua was still worried:

"I was secretly watching from the audience. That... His Highness definitely didn't spend more than 10 seconds looking at anyone's profile. What could he possibly see in that short time?"

"Don't underestimate anyone, especially him. He's so young, yet he's already in control of the entire Northeast. He speaks Chinese like no other Chinese, and he achieved the stunning victory in Rehe. Is that something that just anybody can do?"

"Yeah, maybe he can read ten lines at a glance and has a photographic memory?" "That's true..."

"Anyway, don't panic later. Be smart and try to make the best impression on His Highness and get on board as soon as possible."

"bright..…."

At this time, footsteps were heard and the three of them quickly shut up.

So, when the last roommate, Liu Zhen, stepped in, all he heard was a voice expressing his determination:

"Xiao Hua! Xiao Wei! You must perform well! You must die for His Highness!"

"Brother Xiao! Don't worry! I've never met anyone better than His Highness!" "Brother Xiao! I've been eating and living well during this period, and I've long decided to sell my life to His Highness!"

[This guy named Liu Zhen has a mediocre education level. How did he get selected? He might have some special connection with the Japanese. We must be careful of him in the future.]

"...What's the point of you expressing your determination here?"

Liu Zhen snorted coldly:

"Pretend, if you want to show off, go show off in front of His Highness!"

[This fellow, Ren, has absolutely no sense of family and country, which is why he was so easily bribed by the puppet army. I guess I'll have to be careful and cautious when interacting with them in the future... What a shame Comrade Xiao wasn't selected.]

Four Communists from two groups in one dormitory, each with their own ulterior motives, changed their clothes and set off for the auditorium.

At the same time, a similar thing was happening in another dormitory. "...Lao Li, you've noticed it too, right?"

"Well, it seems the few remaining members of our Northeastern Resistance Army have all been named."

"What happened? How did we get exposed?"

"I don't know. I really don't understand what His Highness is doing..." "If we could understand, we wouldn't be in this situation..."

“….Three Represents…”

20-year-old Meng Jiemin couldn't help but sigh:

"I can't believe the Japanese came up with such a theory and implemented it so seriously. Our defeat was truly deserved."

They both sighed.

They were members of the newly formed but soon-to-be-destroyed South Manchurian guerrillas of the Chinese Communist Party. After the September 918th Incident, Meng Jiemin, then a student at Panshi County Middle School, immediately organized his classmates to launch a student movement against the Japanese invasion. Unsurprisingly, this movement was suppressed.

So, he left the school together with six classmates including Chu Xiangchen, Wang Zhaolan, Liu Kewen, Hou Weichun and Jiang Baisheng, and under the leadership of Panshi Central County Party Committee, embarked on the road of armed struggle.

At the beginning, everything went smoothly. The local people were deeply exploited and oppressed by landlords, local tyrants, bandits and robbers. Now with more Japanese, they were naturally willing to join the rebellion, and the team developed quite well for a time.

However, everything changed drastically with the arrival of a Japanese royal family member named Fujiwara no Kanezane.

Kill landlords, kill bandits, kill evil gentry, kill evil soldiers, kill ruffians, distribute land, send food, build roads, repair houses, provide relief, and ensure fairness... and completely win the hearts of the people.

By the time the Panshi County Party Committee launched the "April 3rd Anti-Japanese Movement", the guerrilla force, which originally had nearly a thousand people, had shrunk to less than 200 people, and most of the local Chinese and Korean people were unwilling to support them, resulting in the complete failure of the movement.

After Fujiwara no Kanezane completely controlled Northeast China, he promulgated and implemented more policies that benefited the people. The people called their children back and forbade them to join the guerrillas. Some even went to the Japanese to inform them of the situation.

You have to know that these informants are not scoundrels or traitors in the traditional sense, but ordinary people who do not want their peaceful lives disturbed and are worried that the CCP's activities will affect them!

Although the Japanese and the puppet army reacted coldly and were even too lazy to send troops to encircle and suppress the guerrillas, the guerrillas could no longer hold on and had to disband on the spot, hiding in various places and waiting for the opportunity.

The fate of the South Manchurian guerrillas was just a microcosm of the "end" of the anti-Japanese activities in Northeast China - it is said that General Ma Zhanshan's subordinates were also decreasing because of this.

To be honest, if we were fighting the Japanese, everyone would be willing to die with passion, but the defeat was so inexplicable that everyone felt very aggrieved.

Damn it, the Japanese used the "mass line" to attack the CCP, which had grown strong by relying on the "mass line". Who the hell could have imagined this?

Take Meng Jiemin himself as an example.

Although the entire county knew that Meng Jiemin had gone to engage in anti-Japanese revolution, his family was not persecuted or suppressed by the Japanese puppet troops. When the 386th Brigade arrived in Panshi County to kill local tyrants and evil gentry, they also distributed land to his family according to regulations.

As a result, even his eldest brother Meng Qinglin, second brother Meng Qinghai and third brother Meng Qingtang, who had originally supported his revolution, were shaken and tactfully persuaded Meng Jiemin to come back and study hard.

But Meng Jiemin firmly believed that this was just a temporary pretense on the part of the Japanese. Once they completely controlled Northeast China and China, they would definitely show their sharp fangs.

He didn't blame the common people for being too powerful, but only blamed the enemy for being too cunning.

"Forget about whether this defeat was unfair or not. We've been exposed. Now think about what we should do."

"Don't jump to conclusions yet. Maybe we were chosen because we were better than others, rather than being exposed?"

"What if it's really exposed?"

"If so, do we have the ability to resist?" Meng Jiemin gritted his teeth:

"If they really want to kill us, then we'll fight to the death and find a way to take more people with us!"

"Yes! I will definitely die before you!"

Li Hongguang, a 22-year-old North Korean, said this firmly, then sighed softly: "Old Meng, can I say something discouraging?"

"What?"

"If I hadn't been exposed to the organization and its ideology beforehand, perhaps I would have been like the people in my hometown, hoping that he would rule Northeast China and North Korea..."

"... Lao Li, do you know what I'm thinking?" "Hmm?"

"I think that even if we drive the Japanese invaders out of China in the future and want to liquidate these Japanese and Manchukuo bureaucrats, I will advise the party organization not to kill this person."

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More than one hundred Communist Party members came to the auditorium with various thoughts in their minds, but found that Fujiwara Kanezane and his maid were already standing on the podium, and on the left side of the podium was a group of Japanese officers.

It seems... it doesn't mean to use the cup-throwing as a signal to send the axemen?

The Prince, who caused such complex emotions, had a smile as healthy as Kennedy in a convertible:

"Hey! You guys are here?"

426 made both China and Japan agree that Japan would be defeated

"A date? Are you guys coming?"

Fujiwara Kanezane's smile was even more cunning and teasing than Abe Shinzo's, and his eyes were full of cunning and teasing, making the Communists with ulterior motives somewhat uneasy, fearing that he would suddenly roar and then a group of people would rush towards them;

But there were so many Japanese naval officers present who I had seen before, but no soldiers with guns were seen. There was also a large blackboard and a giant world map on the stage. It didn't look like they were going to use the throwing of cups as a signal.

"Okay, take the roll, and we'll start the class once everyone's here!" Huh?

It’s really a lecture... That’s good, that’s good.

During the roll call, everyone took out their pencils and notebooks and watched as the maid wrote a line on the blackboard:

Why did the Chinese always say, "Whoever controls Guanzhong controls the world"? Why did the Qing Dynasty, which was so powerful, suffer such a devastating defeat? Why did the United States become so powerful?

why...

噫?

Why are we talking about these issues?

I thought His Highness would talk about the future of the Northeast Navy!

"I believe you all know better than I do how navies are built, developed, and operated, so I won't go into detail. Today, I simply want to share some historical events between China and the United States to broaden your horizons."

Fujiwara no Kanezane glanced at Nobuhito, Takahito, and the other Japanese naval officers, and had his words translated into Japanese by an agent:

"By the way, I'll explain why, if Japan doesn't rely on major powers like China and the United States, it will always be relegated to the bottom of the world. Even if it rises for a while, it will eventually decline or be treated as a plaything by other major powers."

These words were too harsh and unpleasant to hear. The faces of some Japanese officers, such as Yamamoto Isoroku, immediately became extremely ugly. If the speaker on the stage was not Fujiwara Kanezane, they would have jumped up in anger.

Among the Japanese, only Chongren had a calm expression and even kept nodding his head.

After reading "On Protracted War" and "Class Analysis", he concluded that if Fujiwara no Kanezane had not manipulated Japan, it would have been inevitable that it would have lost, it was just a matter of how long and how much it would lose.

The CCP members in the audience were also extremely surprised. They could never have imagined that the top Japanese royal family, who ruled Northeast China, would be so pessimistic about Japan's future!

Also, are these words really appropriate for us Chinese people?

But Fujiwara Kanezane didn't care what others thought. He pushed his nonexistent glasses with his middle finger and tapped the giant world map and the question on the blackboard:

"Come, let me ask everyone if they have any opinions. Don't worry, it doesn't matter if I say something wrong. I swear in the name of Hachimangu Shrine that in my class, anything you say is correct and will not be held accountable."

After a few seconds of silence, Liu Yalou boldly raised his hand: "Your Highness..."

"No need to call me Your Highness, no need to go through all that formality. Just state your conclusion." "Yes... The first question is, the Guanzhong Plain is strategically located, surrounded by high mountains, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. The troops within can march out and attack others at any time, but it's difficult for others to reach them, so..."