December 9 took place in the Peiping student movement, fueled by newspapers and broadcasts, and had already spread throughout the country.

Students in schools in major cities followed suit, and they took to the streets, chanting slogans to resist Japan and save the country, intending to wake up the people who had been enslaved by the feudal dynasty for thousands of years in this way, and to awaken those warlords to give up their disputes, fight against Japan together, and save this country and nation that was riddled with holes.

Even if every march will be brutally suppressed, beaten, and arrested by the local military police and gendarmes, this does not deter these enthusiastic students at all, and they wantonly squander their youthful blood, in this way, let their patriotic feelings bloom in this cold winter.

Zhangjiakou, the provincial capital of Chahar.

Because of the holidays, there are a lot fewer people on campus, but there are still many students who do not go home in order to save money or because of some things.

On campus, there is an undercurrent.

On the streets outside the campus, from time to time, there were groups of military, police, and gendarmes walking by, staring at the movements in the campus as if they were facing a great enemy, for fear that the students here would also stage a riot caused by the demonstration, just like in other cities.

"Principal Zhang, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

In the principal's office, Luo Yang, the gendarmerie captain with gloomy eyes, sneered with a cigarette in his mouth: "These students are making trouble, Nanjing is very angry, according to intelligence, whether it is the student demonstrations in Beiping, Shanghai, Nanjing and other places, there are underground party activities behind the scenes, Chairman Jiang even directly gave instructions, the relevant responsible persons must be strictly investigated to the end, should be withdrawn, should be arrested, if there is collusion with the underground party, if they are caught, they will be killed, I think you should know all this, right?" ”

The gray-haired principal Zhang Ruxuan held his glasses and didn't say anything, just smiled mildly and listened.

His attitude made Luo Yang only feel uncomfortable when he punched hard but smashed into the air, and snorted: "Don't hum with me, I don't believe the movements in your school, you don't know at all!" ”

As he spoke, he slammed a piece of paper full of names on the table.

Zhang Ruxuan's eyes swept over the piece of paper and saw the names written on it, Yang Quanlin, Wei Guanglong, and Tu Jinjun......

"I've checked, in this campus, it's these students who are jumping up and down, connecting in tandem, as long as you hand them over to me, I guarantee that our Zhangjiakou will never be like other cities, and will be made by these black sheep!" Luo Yang's eyes burned.

"Captain Luo, don't mess around!"

The smile on Zhang Ruxuan's face faded, and his eyes sharpened: "They are all students of my school, I, Zhang Ruxuan, am their principal, as long as they don't do anything illegal and undisciplined, if your gendarmerie dares to arrest people, I will immediately write a letter to the newspaper!" ”

"Principal Zhang, are you threatening me?" Luo Yang said sharply.

"Captain Luo, it was you who threatened my student first!"

Zhang Ruxuan snorted coldly: "I am their principal, if I can't even protect my own students, what face do I, Zhang Ruxuan, have to be this principal?" ”

Luo Yang stared at Zhang Ruxuan for a long time before he chattered and laughed: "Principal Zhang, since you say so, then my Luo Yang seems to have come for nothing today - you must take care of the students in your campus, if they march, my Luo Yang's life will not be easy, then I will not let your life be easy!" ”

With that, he slammed the door and left, and the gendarmes outside the door followed.

"Team Luo, doesn't Zhang Ruxuan, the old fox, agree?"

Zhu Junlin, who bared his buckteeth, came up and said viciously: "If you want me to say, why are we talking so nonsense with this old fox?" Directly arrest Yang Quanlin and the other guys, and then say that when the time comes, even if they are not the underground party, they have to obediently admit that they are the underground party, and then drag them out to shoot and kill a hundred and one hundred examples, can he Zhang Ruxuan still gnaw our ball? ”

"You know what!"

Luo Yang glared at Zhu Junlin angrily and said: "Don't look at these literati, no one has no guns, a pen is sometimes more powerful than a gun, not to mention that this Zhang Ruxuan is the principal of the campus, and he is quite famous in the academic world, if we don't arrest people without his nod, he publishes a few articles in the newspaper, and then we don't even know how to die!" ”

Literati don't use knives to kill people, this is not just talk.

Luo Yang has a deep understanding of this, how did President Yuan Da die back then?

At that time, President Yuan Da was so powerful, even if he really fought, President Yuan Da had a lot of soldiers in his hands, and it was difficult to say who would kill the deer, in his opinion, President Yuan Da was clearly scolded to death by these literati with a pen!

As soon as Luo Yang left, several students soon came to Zhang Ruxuan's house, it was Yang Quanlin, Wei Guanglong, Tu Jinjun and others.

Yang Quanlin looked about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and there were deep wrinkles between his brows, as if a knife had carved into them, which was a trace of frequent frowning, Wei Guanglong and Tu Jinjun looked much younger, but they were at least twenty-three or four.

"Luo Yang has noticed you!"

Zhang Ruxuan looked at the three of them and sighed: "I can still protect you now, but once the parade starts, Luo Yang goes crazy, I'm afraid even I won't be able to keep you for long......"

"It's a big deal!"

Wei Guanglong Tu Jinjun said impassionedly: "Now is the time when the country is in danger, there are Japanese and foreign powers eyeing each other, and there are warlords inside who are struggling to make a living, if we can use our death to wake up thousands of compatriots, then our blood will not be shed in vain...... Revolutions always have to be sacrificed and bloodshed! ”

"Da Long, Ah Jun, don't say such things!"

Yang Quanlin scolded: "It is true that the revolution needs someone to sacrifice and shed blood, but it is not necessary, and we must never say sacrifice lightly - principal, you can rest assured, while mobilizing the students, we will also try to pay attention to our own safety and not cause trouble to the school!" ”

"Good!"

Hearing this, Zhang Ruxuan glanced at Yang Quanlin with relief, and then said: "Guanglong, march, you have to learn more from Quanlin, it's a good thing to have blood, but don't be impulsive, after all, everyone's life is only one!" ”

Wei Guanglong Tu Jinjun nodded, indicating that he was taught.

Out of the principal's office, Yang Quanlin and the three of them came to a no-man's land, and there were already several people waiting for them.

"Brother Yang, everything that should be prepared is almost ready!"

A student named Ren Haifang whispered: "As long as the day comes, all our teachers and students will go to the streets together, and then there will be workers' groups to march and demonstrate with us......

"Hmm!"

Yang Quanlin nodded, took out a booklet from his arms and said, "I'm not very worried about the parade, I'm worried about the safety of our branch!" ”

In the past few years, the army, the military police, and the secret services here have been purged repeatedly, and the underground party organizations in the vicinity of Zhangjiakou have almost all been paralyzed.

In this booklet, the names of the members of the party branch they developed were recorded.

"The main force has broken through the blockade of Lao Chiang's troops, and now a large-scale transfer is underway to find a new base area!"

Yang Quanlin continued: "Now is the darkest period of our organization, but I believe that we will be able to survive, this is the darkness before the dawn, as long as this period of time passes, our organization will be able to have an infinitely bright future, although our branch is only twenty or thirty people, but in the whole country, there must be countless branches like us, silently accumulating strength, waiting for the moment of re-emergence, as long as the main force is stable, we will connect with the organization, and then we will be able to form a prairie fire again, Lead our country and people to defeat the Japanese devils, defeat the great powers, and rise again to the top of the world......"

In order to consolidate its own power, the Chongqing government indulged the Japanese, but indiscriminately killed innocents internally, and even used the four major families to accumulate wealth frantically, regardless of the lives of the people.

Only under the leadership of their party organization can there be hope for the country!

Although the party organization has suffered heavy setbacks, they still firmly believe it!

"This roster is the roster of our Zhangjiakou party branch members, not only the spark of the organization here, but also the proof of our efforts for the party, the country and the people, and when the revolution succeeds in the future, this roster is the evidence of our efforts!"

Yang Quanlin looked at everyone: "Now we have lost contact with the organization, and in the future, the organization will find it, and we will also rely on this roster to screen our identities, so no matter what, this roster must not be lost - the gendarmerie has noticed that I and Guanglong have marched, and once the parade starts, they are afraid that they will arrest us as soon as possible, and it will be very dangerous to put the roster on us again, so this roster must be handed over to an absolutely reliable person to keep...... Think about it, is there any suitable candidate? ”

People in the organization don't have to think about it.

Although they all thought that they could risk their lives for the future of their families and countries, when they thought of the torture instruments in the gendarmerie, they couldn't help but shudder, and no one dared to guarantee that they would be able to grit their teeth and not confess the names of the members of the organization and the location of the roster under torture.

Is it really more reliable to choose people outside the organization than people to be inside the organization?

Everyone frowned and thought hard, but they still couldn't think of a suitable candidate.

"I've got the right person!" Yang Quanlin said with a smile.

"Who?"

Wei Guanglong, Ren Haifang and others asked.

"You don't need to know who it is, but I promise he can be trusted!"

Yang Quanlin looked at the crowd: "In case any of you are arrested and can't stand the torture, even if you confess me, don't implicate other comrades, understand?" ”

Everyone clenched their fists and looked at Yang Quanlin with tears in their eyes.

"I'm the branch secretary, I should carry it!"

Yang Quanlin said with a smile, at that moment, it seemed that the cold wind disappeared and the warm sun rose into the sky.