Fei Jianren rejected Yuxing's "kindness", and the news spread the next day.

In the headquarters of the "Action Committee", Cheng Qi, wearing a red scarf, held a copy of the "Bianliang Times" and spoke emotionally to the activists who came from various factories: "Now everything is clear! The enemy's fox tail is finally revealed! They are hard-hearted and don't want to negotiate any conditions with us workers. Then they want to see the power of our workers, okay! Let them see what they will see! In the last strike at Shouzhou railway station, who compromised in the end? ”

The workers raised their arms and shouted: "It's Zhang Jifeng raised by that son of a bitch!" ”

"Who won the final victory?"

The workers were emotional: "It's our brothers and sisters!" ”

"So what are we going to do next!"

"Strike!"

"What if the foreman takes us to work with a whip?"

"Beat him!"

"What if the militias come out and beat people?"

"We workers also need to organize!"

Cheng Qi looked at these simple workers with great satisfaction, after more than a month of struggle and training, they had initially aroused the consciousness of revolutionary struggle, and now they already knew that the workers had to unite in order to bargain with the capitalists. Through a few small strikes, they have tasted the sweetness and formed an effective network of contacts, some are responsible for propaganda, some are responsible for organization, and some have set up workers' pickets, holding cold weapons transformed by labor tools, and if they are really not ready, they will have to fight with the militia to the end - Cheng Qi does not want to see this scene.

In addition, logistics are also very important, but he has someone behind him. As soon as the book was repaired, someone sent a cart of rice and noodles, which were piled up at the Shouzhou Railway Station, and Li Banzi and their station workers led the team to watch, preparing to rely on these rice noodles to survive the most difficult period of time once all the workers in the city went on strike. The capitalists gamble that the workers will starve to death if they have no money to buy rice in the pot, and the workers gamble that the capitalists will die if they have no goods to deliver. Generally speaking, when everyone is too hungry to stand it, they will take a step back, the workers will pay less prices, the capitalists will raise their wages a little, and everyone will do what they should do until the next crisis erupts.

There was an order in the headquarters, and in the afternoon of the same day, all the mines and factories of the Fei enterprise in Shouzhou City went on strike at the same time, the pumping machines no longer roared, and the chimneys no longer emitted smoke, and the deafening big machines outside the city were finally all quiet, and Yuxing had to sigh: "I haven't heard the song of the thrush for many years!" ”

Fei Jianren did not give it to him, he ordered on the same day that the workers must return to work immediately, otherwise they will bear the consequences.

This time, the workers are also united, no longer a small fight in a workshop and a factory in the past, all the workers are united, holding in their hands? heads, shovels, wooden sticks and steel drills, horizontal eyebrows are coldly facing those usually arrogant foremen. In the face of hundreds of workers in a phalanx, the most daring foreman did not dare to go up and whip them twice—they were also mixed food, and they did not need to risk their lives.

Fei Jianren's lungs were about to explode, and he ordered Zhu Ming to drive his militia out and take it to the steel mill with the largest number of workers, where there were 2,800 workers. Pack them up, and this strike can be regarded as an example.

The investigators of the picket team - that is, the little children of the workers, they are too young to work in the factory, but it is most useful to help the action committee pass a word and inquire about the news, Cheng Qi and they picked out some of the most clever ones in the name of night school, telling them to keep an eye on what is important everywhere and report back as soon as they find something - when they saw the militia gathering, they immediately ran to ventilate and report the news, Cheng Qi and they also became nervous, while sending the scouts to call the police everywhere, and on the other hand, they asked Li Xi to go to the yamen of the magistrate's house to prepare. At the same time, several committee members are also preparing for their own - if the gap between friend and foe is really too great, then the strategy should be shifted.

When they heard that the militia had only brought sticks and other things to the steel mill, the three strangers also hurried there. When they passed the pickets guarding the factory gates to the heart of the strike – the flat ground in front of several blast furnaces – the workers had gathered there, and they had heard the news that the militia had been dispatched, and they were ready to go on a big fight!

"How's the workers preparing?" Cheng Qi found a worker leader he knew, Yuan Luoyuan, and asked.

Yuan Luoyuan clenched the steel drill in his hand: "The big guys are holding their strength!" Let those doglegs come! ”

Cheng Qi was very relieved that the workers had such a high consciousness, but he also felt a little unbearable - after all, if he really started to do it, there would be a few of these workers around him who would have all beards and tails in the end, which would be really bad!

As if he also saw his thoughts, a worker said: "Xiao Xiucai, don't stand in front later, it's dangerous to fight." Stand behind us. ”

Another worker said: "You have done enough for us, we didn't know why we were so poor before you came, it was you who taught us a lesson and let us know that we were being exploited." ”

Cheng Qi looked over and recognized him as a student in the night class of "Exploitation Theory and Class Theory" taught by himself.

Yuan Luoyuan said: "Yes, Xiao Xiucai, we understand now, if we workers want to be our own masters, we have to fight to the death with the capitalists." It's no longer possible to keep your head down and be whipped honestly, as in the past. From now on, we workers must also earn a way to live for ourselves and for our future generations! ”

The workers were babbling, and when Ma Zhan saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh: "What a good worker! What a strong awakening...... The system of cannibalism will definitely be overthrown! ”

Saying this, the front came to report: "The militia is here!" ”

The workers were suddenly united in their hatred; "Hold the gates! Get ready for sandbags and firecrackers! We workers are going to create our own tomorrow from these doglegs today! ”

The workers rushed past the three strangers with a shout, they guarded the gate, piled up sandbags on the road into the factory, held all the modified fireworks in their hands, and prepared barrels of kerosene and other flammable materials, as if they were going to be ready to break the net.

Zhu Ming was not at the scene, he had an extra heart and walked behind with the rear team. If all goes well, it's a great thing to rush in, and no one can snatch it away. If the front team doesn't go well, there is a way to do both. Zhu Ming's trick was not something he came up with out of thin air, but was reminded by his beloved Shandong girl.

He led the people a little behind two miles, and then he heard the shouts of killing in front of him all day, and it seemed that the fight was already hot, so he sent someone to see it, and then ordered to take a break and wait for the situation to clear.

Not long after, someone from earlier came to report: "The two sides are facing each other, and no one has done anything." ”

It turns out that they are all masters who only fart and don't shit. Zhu Ming said in his heart. He remembered Master Fei's strict order, and he could only stubbornly order to move on. How far can two miles go, and you can walk there with a flick of your legs. When Zhu Ming walked to the gate of the factory, he saw the members of the militia in black and the workers' pickets confronting each other, each with a loud voice scolding each other, but they were separated by a distance of twenty or thirty steps, and no one took a step forward.

Zhu Ming had the heart to order to go to the collection and payment factory, but he also saw the sandbags piled up by the workers behind the big iron gate and the various instruments prepared. Xindao, if this is a strong attack, there will inevitably be deaths and injuries, once something happens, if it is in the newspaper, I will not be able to end well.

But what if this confrontation continues? Zhu Ming gritted his teeth and ordered a few detachment leaders: "Stay up with them first, and when they are slack, we will go into the factory again." ”

The detachment leaders didn't want to go to the workers at this time, so they gave their own orders. So, on this early spring afternoon, the two sides were torn against each other.

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