Despite this, throughout this period, newspapers and the Concession Police continued to claim that the T-Shirt Society was responsible for the terrorist activities. One of the reasons why the name "Blue Shirt" has been used for so long is because of its strong symbolic meaning, especially when the brown and black shirts were all the rage in Europe.

Another reason is that blatant terrorist activities on the "isolated island of Shanghai" are by no means something that one or two organized commands can accomplish. Political assassinations naturally grew out of the National Salvation Movement of the early thirties, which led to the intervention of some citizens and some spontaneous organizations and institutions among the "little citizens" of Shanghai.

They act both for patriotism and for their own benefit. Sometimes these individuals are combined with the military secret services of the National Government, and sometimes they act alone. This is the case with patriotic young people like Xu Enzo.

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August 22, 1939.

On this day, several people in the suburbs of Shanghai waited for a moment to come. They believe that in this

God, the head of Wang's puppet regime, Wang Weiwei's life is about to end.

While the affluent in the city were planning to escape the heat on the cooler riverside in the suburbs, the so-called cabinet meeting was still going on intensely.

In the shade of the trees in the square, 16 black Citroen and Ford-type sedans are parked, which are connected from end to end

In a circle, it occupies three-quarters of the open space of the square.

The drivers of the cars are in the shade of the trees. They continued to make innocuous jokes, waiting for the Lord

People coming.

Some people even complained that today's cabinet meeting was particularly long. It wasn't until nearly 7:30 a.m. that a man wearing a chain,

The attendant with the medallion on his chest appeared behind the thick glass door at the top of the stairs, and he gestured to the guard, and the driver was immediately in action.

Some drivers sucked half of the three batteries

The cigarette was thrown on the ground and stepped into the crevices of the gravel.

On both sides of the gate, the guards and guards in the sentry boxes stood straight.

The huge iron fence gate opened.

When the first officials appeared behind the thick glass doors, the drivers were already in the driver's seat of the sedan. chamberlain

The official opened the door, and the ministers hurried down the steps, wishing each other a quiet time as they parted

Weekend.

The cars drove down the steps one by one, the attendants bowed down and opened the door of the back seat, and the ministers boarded their cars.

Gallop past the saluting guards and head to the avenue leading to the outskirts.

In less than 10 minutes, they were all gone.

Two long Citroen sedans, still parked in the courtyard, drove slowly to the bottom of the steps.

The first car was planted with a small red pennant with a blue sky and white sunset, and the driver was Ma Lu, who was a police driver from the training headquarters of the Jianqiao Police Academy. He was reticent by nature and never took part in the jokes of the ministers' drivers in the yard; His calmness and decisiveness and ability to drive quickly and steadily have made him serve as his personal assistant after Wang Wei returned to China

Machine. No one else can drive the car except Maru.

The second sedan behind the car was also driven by a police officer who had graduated from a police academy.

At 7:45 a.m., another group of people appeared behind the glass door, and the guards on the gravel road stood tall again

Correct. I saw Wang Wei wearing his usual dark gray double-breasted suit and black tie behind the glass door.

According to tradition, he first gave his wife Chen Bijun out of the glass door, then took her arm and walked down the steps to the waiting Citroen car. They parted ways next to the car, and Mrs. Wang got into the first car and sat in the back seat on the left. Wang Wei got into the car from the right behind her.

His personal agent checked that the left and right rear doors were closed before taking a seat next to the driver in the front seat.

Two other guards accompanied Wang Wei and his wife down the steps and boarded the second car. One of them is:

Guo Jingfei, a tall security guard, is a professional bodyguard from Wang Wei's hometown in Guangdong.

Guo Jingfei lifted the pistol on his waist and sat next to the driver. From this moment on, his piercing eyes kept turning, and he did not pay attention to the car in front of him, but watched as the car moved fast

Everything on the sidewalks on both sides and on the street as cars turn.

The second man, after a few words of instruction to the guards who had stayed, entered the back seat of the sedan. He is Wang Wei's guard captain Dukeler.

On the walls on both sides of the square, two motorcyclists in white helmets start their engines and slowly drive out of the shadows

The door opened. The motorcyclists parked side by side by the gate, they kept 10 feet away from each other, staring at the ones behind them

Car. After the car driven by Malu started, it followed closely behind the two motorcycles in front. A second car followed

The back of Malu's car.

At this time, it was 7:50 p.m.

The small convoy drove to the street on the outskirts of the city and entered Caohejing Avenue. The car continued to move forward. at

Under the trees on the side of the avenue, a young man wearing a white helmet saw the convoy and drove away from the sidewalk, and he pulled with the small convoy

Drive a certain distance and track forward.

On the streets on weekends in August, traffic is normal. Although there were many motor vehicles in Shanghai at this time, the total number was not very large. Only after the traffic police on duty heard the siren of the motorcycle, they knew that the small convoy was coming, and hurriedly stopped his vehicle on the street and let the small convoy pass.

The small convoy picked up speed on the densely shaded street and drove quickly past the church square, heading straight for Qingpu. I saw the man on the motorcycle, closely following the convoy and continuing to follow.

Ma Lu drove his car behind the two motorcycle guards across the bridge, straight for the narrow road to Qingpu, and then to the wide tree-lined country road.

At this time, the young man who was following the motorcycle confirmed that Wang Wei's convoy was heading for the outskirts of Shanghai

Stop at an intersection and walk towards a Western-style restaurant on the corner. When I got inside, I made a local phone using the public phone in the café.

At this time, on the outskirts of Shanghai, Chen Gongshu of the military commander was waiting. Like all patriotic Chinese compatriots, his heart was filled with bitter hatred for Wang. Because he believed that Wang Weiwei, no matter how much he whitewashed, could not change his act of collaborating with the enemy and surrendering, which was a betrayal of all Chinese. He is an out-and-out traitor and a national sinner.

As far as he is concerned, in fact, no matter what happens to the country, he has not suffered any personal losses. Therefore, his hatred of Wang Wei is not out of personal interests. He considers himself a patriot. He believed that if anyone betrayed the interests of the motherland, he must kill this person to show his loyalty to the motherland.

At that time, there were tens of thousands of people who had this view, but like him, they became the leaders of the "secret army organization".

In the end, there are still a few members. Members of this group vowed to kill Wang Wei and bring down his government. Chen Gongshu was the leader of this organization, and he had just been sent to Shanghai at that time.

When the call came, he was drinking green tea in a teahouse. After the waiter asked him to answer the phone, he went to another room to adjust the table and chairs. After Chen Gongshu took the earpiece and listened for a few seconds, the microphone whispered, "Very good, thank you." ”

Then he put down the phone. He paid the difference first. So, he slowly walked out of the teahouse, walked up the sidewalk, took out a roll of newspaper from under his armpit, and carefully opened it twice.

Across the street, a young woman lowered the curtain from the window of her first-floor suite and turned to the room

The twelve men who walked back and forth said, "It's the second route." "Five young people, one by one, they are not all of them

The experienced assassin immediately stopped rubbing his hands and jumped to his feet.

The remaining seven were older and less excited. One of them was an old man, Chen Gongshu's deputy, nicknamed Alain, an ultra-rightist who came from a family of land-owning gentlemen. He is 35 years old, married with two children.

The most dangerous person in this room is Qiao Huadong. He was 39 years old, with broad shoulders and a square jaw,

is a fanatical member of the "Secret Army Order". He was an agricultural engineer in Zhejiang for two years

Later became one of the most dangerous assassins of the "secret army organization". Because he had been wounded in the leg,

People called him "the kidnapper".

After the girl made the announcement, twelve men came down the back stairs of the building to a side street

There were six cars parked in it, all stolen or rented. It was 7:55 a.m.

Chen Gongshu personally spent many days studying the location of the assassination, measuring the angle of the shot, calculating the speed and distance of the vehicle, and the firepower needed to intercept the vehicle. The location he chose was a straight, long road leading to the main intersection of Qingpu.

The plan was such that the first group consisted of shooters with spears, who were in less than 200 meters from the crossing

Towards Wang's car, fire was fired. They hid in an Estafet truck parked on the side of the road to a very small size

angle to shoot at the oncoming vehicle.

According to Chen Gongshu's calculations, by the time the car in front of it drove alongside the truck, 150 bullets should have passed through the car. When Wang Wei's car was forced to stop, members of the second group of "secret army organizations" rushed out of a small street and swept away the puppet president's guards at close range. Then the two groups come together to solve the rest of the group, etc. When the matter was successful, jump on the three cars parked in the side street and evacuate.

At 8:05 a.m., the shooters of the two groups were already waiting at their respective pre-planned firing positions. Chen Gongshu himself served as a lookout, standing at a bus stop about 100 meters from the shooting site in the direction of Paris, holding a newspaper in his hand and looking into the distance without blinking.

They agreed on a signal that he waved a newspaper to give an order to Zhou Guangyi, the leader of the first group standing next to the van, who then relayed the order to the shooter who was lying at his feet with his limbs outstretched. Alain will drive to intercept the police car, while the "kidnappers" shoot and strafe.

When Wang Jingwei's motorcade left the crowded streets of central Shanghai and entered the wider suburban boulevard,

The speed of the vehicle was approaching 60 miles per hour.

Maru glanced at his watch, and knowing that the big man sitting behind him was impatient, he sped up a little more. Two motorcycles have fallen behind the convoy.

Wang Wei has always disliked this kind of pomp and circumstance of sounding gongs and opening the way, as a well-known number one traitor, he has this consciousness and knows that he is a little embarrassed. So, whenever he had the chance, he was happy to let them go.

Chen Gongshu, who was serving as a lookout, did not know at this time that he had made a great mistake. It was only a month later that the other police officers understood the mystery.

When he was studying the timetable for the assassination, he checked the calendar and knew that it would not be dark until 8:35 on August 22, and even if Wang Wei's schedule was a little later than usual, there was still plenty of time. And Wang Wei is indeed late for this day. But the veteran was looking at the calendar for 1937, and on August 22, 1939, it was dark at 8:10. These 25 minutes changed the history of China to a certain extent.

At 8:18 a.m., Chen Gongshu saw the convoy flying toward him at 70 miles per hour along Jiefang Avenue

Galloping. He waved the newspaper desperately.

Eleven meters across the street, the cripple angrily struggled to peer through the hazy night to the bus stop

The vague figure. "Did the stationmaster wave the newspaper?" He didn't know who he was asking.

As soon as the words fell, he saw the sharp front of Wang Wei's car flashing past the station and entering his eyes.

"Shoot!"

He screamed at the man at his feet.

When they opened fire, the convoy was in front of them, and at a 90-degree angle, they fired at an active target that was driving in front of them at 70 miles per hour. Their shooting skills were quite good, and the car was hit by twelve bullets, but most of the bullets hit the Citroën sedan from behind. Two tires were hit, and although they were self-sealing tires, the loss of air pressure caused the fast car to slide on the ground with its front wheels and staggered forward. It was at this time that the driver Ma Lu saved Wang Wei's life.

At this time, another shooter shot another tire, and the rest poured their bullets into the rear window of the car.

Several bullets were fired into the body, and one bullet passed just inches from Wang's nose. Sit in the front seat

Upper Dukeler turned around and yelled at the puppet president and his wife, "Get down! ”

At this moment, the president's wife immediately threw her head on her husband's knees, and the puppet president turned around and looked at the back window and exclaimed, "What, here you go again?" "This is the first assassination that I don't know, and there is no doubt that it was planned by the national government.

Maru gripped the steering wheel and slowly let the car slide while gently and gradually pressing the accelerator. Citroen

After losing power for a moment, the sedan rushed forward again to the Du Lu fork, and it was here that it was

On a side street at the intersection lay members of the second group of "secret army organizations". The guard car followed closely behind Maru's

The tail of the car, not a single bullet was missing.

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