When the stalemate was unbearable, a group of soldiers poured in outside, the soldiers' movements were very fast, the outer layer immediately seized the terrain, and the inner layer surrounded the people in the field, and at the light illumination, an officer Shi Shiran came out from behind, he first looked at the field, and then said loudly: "By the order of the garrison headquarters, everyone put down their weapons." ”

What made Zhuang Jihua even more surprised happened, those workers didn't seem to hear it, Zeng Xingyuan showed a smug smile, as if those soldiers were here to support them.

Seeing that the people in the field did not move, the officer called out in a louder voice: "All lay down their arms." ”

"Brothers, soldiers, arrest these people, they are counter-revolutionaries!" Zeng Xinyuan shouted at the officer.

Zhuang Jihua raised his hand, and Song Yunfei took a step forward and leaned closer to him.

"Call the officer leading the team."

Song Yunfei agreed in a low voice, and then walked quickly to the officer: "You are that unit, report your number and rank." ”

As soon as the officer saw Song Yunfei's rank of major, he immediately stood up and reported loudly: "Report to the chief, I am Wei Zhongji, the captain and company commander of the 11th Army of the National Revolutionary Army. ”

"Captain Wei, my commander is invited." Song Yunfei made a gesture of invitation.

Wei Zhongji's heart trembled, the major is not a true god yet, his commander...., walked up to Zhuang Jihua with anxiety, and heard Song Yunfei's report.

"Report to the division commander, it's the troops of the Eleventh Army who came, and the leader is Captain Wei Zhongji." After speaking, Song Yunfei took a diagonal step, revealing Wei Relay behind him.

Wei Zhongji straightened his military uniform, trotted two steps, and then stood up and saluted: "Report to the commander, Wei Zhongji, the captain and company commander of the 11th Army, may I ask who the commander is?" ”

"Well, your soldiers are good," Zhuang Jihua praised first: "I am Zhuang Jihua, the commander of the First Division of the First Army," the captain was startled, and immediately straightened up, now Zhuang Jihua's reputation is great, the hero of the National Revolutionary Army, and more importantly, Zhuang Jihua's merits are really played, without the slightest moisture, these are sincerely admired for a real soldier.

"Eleventh Army? How I haven't heard of it. Zhuang Jihua was a little puzzled.

"I'm afraid Commander Zhuang doesn't know, the Eleventh Army was just established some time ago, and it turned out to be the Eleventh Division of the Fourth Army."

"Oh, Chen Mingshu's troops," Zhuang Jihua understood: "Is the Fourth Army the commander of Chen Keyu or is it another replacement." ”

"Now it's Commander Zhang Fakui." Wei Zhongji replied.

After the end of the Jiangxi Campaign, the Northern Expeditionary Army expanded its troops on a large scale, first of all, the Eighth Army was expanded into four armies, Chiang Kai-shek expanded the First Army into two armies, with the expansion of the 18th Army, the other armies also expanded on their own, Chiang Kai-shek did not refuse, one by one, one by one, the Fourth Army was expanded into the Fourth and Eleventh Armies, the commanders were Zhang Fakui and Chen Mingshu respectively.

Zhuang Jihua nodded to show that he understood, he looked at the workers in the field and asked, "How are you going to deal with this?" ”

Wei Zhongji looked at Zhuang Jihua with some embarrassment, and his voice dropped sharply an octave: "This matter is not easy to handle, these people are workers' pickets, and if you want to deal with them, I am afraid that the authority of the lowly post is not enough." ”

"Really?" Zhuang Jihua's tone was a little suspicious: "Captain Wei, you are shirking responsibility." ”

Even the provincial-Hong Kong strike pickets are not so powerful, and the garrison headquarters can't even manage them, and the workers' pickets in Wuhan are too outrageous.

"Absolutely not, the commander had an order, and everything involving the workers' pickets had to be in his own handwriting." Wei Zhongji stepped forward and whispered: "The army commander has no choice, the workers' pickets often arrest some people to order the army commander to deal with it, the army commander has been reprimanded several times, but the result is reprimanded from above, the army commander is afraid that we will act rashly and suffer losses, so he gave this order." ”

"You said you ordered Commander Chen to deal with it? It's an order! That's right, right? After seeing Wei Zhongji nodding his head in confirmation, Zhuang Jihua was greatly surprised, this is too shocking, if the garrison commander Chen Mingshu can't control the workers' pickets, then can the political axe still control the trade union? Despite the winter snow, Zhuang Jihua's vest still couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Zhuang Jihua pondered for a moment and said: "Then it is not difficult for you, you take them away, how to deal with you Commander Chen, please tell Commander Chen, and please tell Commander Chen, suggesting that from tomorrow, there should be a sentry outside this hospital, and no one is allowed to attack, after all, there are a large number of wounded and sick people stationed here, many of whom are also from your four military system." ”

"Thank you, sir, if you say so, I will definitely report to Commander Chen as it is," Wei Zhongji stepped forward and whispered, "Actually, I hate these people too. Guangzhou's [***] was originally very good, but how did it change when it arrived in Wuhan, it's really strange. ”

Zhuang Jihua had a calm face and did not show the slightest smile, it seems that history is still running according to the established track. This is true of the labor movement in Wuhan, and I am afraid that the same is true of the peasant movement in Hunan, all of which are out of the control of the national political axe.

"Put the guns away," Wei Zhongji said to Zeng Xinyuan: "This is the hospital, they are all wounded in the Northern Expeditionary Army, they were wounded in the battle with the warlords, they are the heroes of the revolution, you can't point a gun at them." ”

Saying that, Wei Zhongji stepped forward and approached Zeng Xinyuan and whispered, "Brother, can you promise that you won't get sick or hurt in the future?" If you can, then you can make a fuss here and cause trouble, and I will report to the commander and the military council, and guess whether your party will shelter you; If you can't, you have to think clearly, if they don't save you, you'll have to die. ”

Wei Zhongji's words were half threatening, half scare, but it also made Zeng Xinyuan shudder, he didn't expect things to come to this point, a brother under his command was pursuing a nurse in this hospital, but that nurse didn't look down on this person at all, this person heard that there was going to be a dance party here today, and begged the nurse to bring him, but of course the result was not satisfied, so he instigated Zeng Xinyuan to come here to make trouble.

Zeng Xinyuan drank some wine, and this time has been very smooth, and his courage has become very big, so he broke in, and now things are getting bigger and bigger, and he regrets it in his heart, and now Wei Zhongji gives him face, and he will also get off the donkey.

"Okay, since the garrison command has come forward, we will no longer pursue it, comrades, let's go." After speaking, Zeng Xinyuan led people away in front of everyone.

After this toss, the dance could no longer go on, and everyone left, and the dean shook his head and sighed as he walked. Zhuang Jihua thought about it and asked Wu Ziniu to invite the dean back.

"Mr. Dean, I'm sorry for today's incident, but I couldn't give you a satisfactory result." Zhuang Jihua said sincerely.

"I don't blame you, alas, the world is down, the world is down, it's just that Dr. Qian is suffering." The dean shook his head and sighed.

"I have a way, it's just a little risky, I don't know the dean...."Zhuang Jihua stopped and looked at the dean.

The dean propped up his glasses and asked, "What is Senior Zhuang's strategy?" If I can do my best, I will do my best. ”

"I can't come forward with this plan, you can only do it yourself." Zhuang Jihua peeled himself out first.

The dean looked at Zhuang Jihua very clearly, and didn't know why he said that.

"First idea, do you have [***] staff in your hospital? If you know who they are, let him react to their organization, and they will come forward to punish those who have come to make trouble today. Zhuang Jihua said.

"The second way is to petition the national government to punish the murderers. By the way, don't go to the Nationalist Axe, go directly to Borodin's residence to petition, and at the same time send people to unite the large and small hospitals in Wuhan, and if you don't agree to your demands, you will go on strike. ”

Zhuang Jihua's idea is very poisonous, directly targeting the weakness of the Federation of Trade Unions.

"By the way, does your hospital have a trade union? If so, they can also come forward and protest to the CGT. ”

After thinking about it, the old dean said resolutely: "Okay, it must be punished, otherwise the hospital will be restless and the country will be restless." I know who [***] is, I'm looking for them. ”

After speaking, he stood up excitedly and left, walked a few steps and turned back, and said to Zhuang Jihua: "Thank you, Master Zhuang." ”

This nerd, Zhuang Jihua couldn't help laughing.

"The Chinese are scattered sand," a voice came from behind the dean as he walked away: "Your revolution is doomed." ”

"Colonel Bauer, you're a guest in China right now." Zhuang Jihua said coldly that although he knew history, Bauer's words made him a little uncomfortable.

"Am I wrong? General Zhuang, isn't that true? Bauer said.

Zhuang Jihua couldn't answer, indeed, Bauer was right, the current China is indeed a plate of scattered sand, even in the revolutionary camp. All parties and factions have their own plans, and internal friction has never stopped.

"The greatest benefit of a party is to create disputes, divide the country, and confuse the people's minds, and if China wants to get rid of the oppression of Britain and the United States, it needs a strong leader and a talented reader." Bauer's voice was unusually serious.

Damn, Nazi Germany is in China. Zhuang Jihua shook the wheelchair, and Song Yunfei hurriedly stepped forward to push the wheelchair so that Zhuang Jihua could face Bauer.

"Colonel, partisan politics does not divide the country, the biggest disadvantage of reading talent is that no one can restrain the reader, once he makes a mistake, it will be a disaster." Zhuang Jihua was very serious.

"Making mistakes is an acceptable price," Bauer did not refute Zhuang Jihua's reasoning: "But compared with the national reading power, the country is free from oppression, the price is worth it." ”

Zhuang Jihua looked at Bauer with strange eyes, but he was thinking in his heart, is this a Nazi?

"Colonel Bauer, are you a member of the Nazi Party?"

Bauer was obviously a little surprised, he looked at Zhuang Jihua, and didn't know how this person knew about the Nazi Party.

"No, I'm not a member of the Nazi Party, but I support some of the Nazi Party's claims. Such a policy is necessary for Germany to re-emerge. Hitler was the hope for Germany's future. Bauer paused and asked with some curiosity: "General Zhuang knows Germany very well, do you know the Nazi Party?" ”

Is there anything in this world that knows better than I am? Zhuang Jihua was a little disdainful in his heart.

"Colonel, is Germany going to implement the practice of reading talents?"

"The Weimar Republic is a pile of garbage, long overdue to be swept away in history." When he mentions the Weimar Republic, Bauer is like mentioning something irrelevant.

"How about coming to my room and talking? Colonel, it's too cold here. Zhuang Jihua decided to talk to him and then talk about anything else.

"It's a great honor." Bauer politely stood to the side, waiting for Zhuang Jihua's wheelchair to walk past before following him.

The two didn't talk again along the way, and after entering the house, Zhuang Jihua first said to Song Yunfei: "Yunfei poured tea for Colonel Bauer." ”

After Song Yunfei and Wu Ziniu left the room, Zhuang Jihua said to Bauer: "Colonel Bauer, do you think that our national revolution should be led by a talented person?" ”

"Yes, after I received the invitation, I looked at a lot of materials about China, and I think that China now needs a scholar to implement social reforms from top to bottom, so that China can quickly get rid of ignorance, get rid of the oppression of Britain, France, and the United States, and embark on the road of prosperity and strength."

Zhuang Jihua noticed that Bauer used the word oppression, which is rarely used by Westerners in general, and the word is often used in publications such as New Youth and Guide.

Zhuang Jihua still didn't understand what Bauer's political views were, and what the purpose of his coming to China was, and he would never just be here to sell his talents.

"Colonel, reading talent may be very suitable for Germany, but not in China, since the overthrow of the emperor, the Chinese believe that only the republic can save China, and the republic does not need to read talent." Zhuang Jihua looked directly into Bauer's eyes coldly, as if he wanted to see through his true thoughts.

"No, General, you are wrong, there can be many cloak for reading talents, and it is not necessary to declare him a reading officer like in ancient Rome." Zhuang Jihua felt a little funny, but Bauer was serious, not like he was joking at all.

"I know," Zhuang Jihua certainly knew what these coats were: "I know what those coats you are talking about, and I don't see anyone in China who has such great wisdom and can rely on his own strength to bring the whole nation on the road to prosperity and strength." ”

"Yes, it's just that you didn't notice it," Bauer said unceremoniously, "General Chiang is such a person." I've read his reports in recent years, and I think he's the kind of reader that China needs today. ”

Zhuang Jihua couldn't help but look at Bauer differently, Chiang Kai-shek on the island of Taiwan was indeed a talent reader, and Chiang Kai-shek during the Republic of China could also be regarded as a talent reader, but...., it shouldn't have been instigated by this kid.

"It's a pity that the principal can't be such a reader, which goes against the principles of our party." Zhuang Jihua said coldly that in his heart he had already sentenced this person to death and would never recommend this person to Chiang Kai-shek.

"No, you are wrong, General Chiang will definitely be an excellent reader, an outstanding reader." Bauer seemed to see through Zhuang Jihua's thoughts, but insisted on his point of view without care.

"It seems that there is a big difference between us on this issue," Zhuang Jihua is about to end this conversation, and he must find a way to cut off this Bauer's way to Chiang Kai-shek, but where is the way? Now Zhuang Jihua can't find it, if he is not injured and is still by Chiang Kai-shek's side, it will be about the same.

"Colonel, what do you think of the recent military situation?"

"It's a pity that I think General Chiang missed a victory." Bauer also seemed to know that the topic of reading talents could not be talked about anymore, and he was more confident about the military situation: "After the war in Jiangxi, if Chiang Kai-shek could take advantage of the victory to pursue, then he might have taken Nanjing and approached Shanghai by now." ”

"Well, you're right, I also think the headmaster should take advantage of the victory." Zhuang Jihua nodded and admitted that it was very strange for him to see the Northern Expeditionary Army stop at the border of Jiangxi and Suzhou in the newspaper, even if Chiang Kai-shek's command level was poor, then the level of gallon and Bai Chongxi should not be missed, so Zhuang Jihua judged that there was something hidden in it, but now he didn't want to talk to this reader and advocate.

"Otherwise, I think General Chiang may be in some trouble, and this trouble should come from within." Bauer quickly pointed out what Zhuang Jihua didn't want to talk about, which made Zhuang Jihua a little disappointed.

"The Colonel is very observant." Zhuang Jihua praised half-truthfully.

"That's why China needs to read talents." Bauer said.

Zhuang Jihua couldn't help but feel angry, this German is really stubborn, and he is really a rare internationalist.

"Colonel, military is military, not to talk about the form of government, I have little research on the political system, but I am a supporter of Ming Boil, the gap between the two of us in this regard is too big, unless you change, the distance between us is always so big." Zhuang Jihua said and straightened his arms and gestured. It was a comical act, but Bauer didn't laugh at all, and he didn't laugh from beginning to end.

"Colonel, it seems that you lack a sense of humor." Zhuang Jihua couldn't help but complain.

"It's better for a soldier to have less humor." Bauer said, wrenching his face.

"No, I think you're more of a politician." Zhuang Jihua shook his head and said.

"You're insulting me," Bauer looked at Zhuang Jihua with a red face: "If not, you are now a wounded, I will duel with you." ”

Zhuang Jihua was taken aback, and he patted his chest exaggeratedly: "It's dangerous, it's dangerous, but what you just talked about is something that only politicians care about, and soldiers don't care about the political system." ”

Bauer kicked Zhuang Jihua, and a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes: "General Zhuang, in fact, I appreciate the bull line battle you fought, to be honest, it is hard for me to imagine how history won this battle, and it is difficult to do it in our German [***] team." ”

Zhuang Jihua smiled: "It's not difficult to understand, the reason is very simple, there is only one, that is, Chinese soldiers are not afraid of death than German soldiers." ”

Bauer looked at Zhuang Jihua in a daze and suddenly laughed, as if he had discovered a new continent, but Zhuang Jihua didn't laugh, didn't smile at all.

"Zhuang, you do have a good sense of humor."

"This is not humor, Colonel Bauer, the Chinese have never been afraid of death, China has had a tradition of sacrificing life for righteousness since ancient times, and you can find many examples of this in Chinese history." Zhuang Jihua was very serious: "Let's just say that in the nineteenth century, the West conquered many lands and ruled many people, but in China, they failed to succeed. By the same means, in the same way, they failed to conquer China, and they were still under the rule of the rotten Qing axe. Why? Because the Chinese are not afraid of death, because the Chinese have always resisted and will resist in the future, as long as someone invades! ”

The tone was sonorous and forceful, and there was no hesitation. Bauer restrained his smile and looked at Zhuang Jihua, and then he nodded: "You are not wrong, in the West, most of the armies are in your kind of environment, and they will definitely choose to surrender, except for the German [***] team, of course." ”

is really a stubborn [***] person, Zhuang Jihua looked at him helplessly.

The next day, something really surprised Zhuang Jihua happened, early in the morning, all the doctors and nurses gathered in front of the dance hall, and Yang Dekui, deputy head of the Wuhan workers' pickets, escorted Zeng Xinyuan's gang, who made trouble here yesterday, to hold an on-site meeting.

Zeng Xinyuan and others, who were still showing off their martial arts yesterday, were tied up with a big flower tie and hung a sign around their necks, which read "scum", "hooligans", "opportunists", and so on.

Yang Dekui stood on the stage and said excitedly and apologetically to all the staff of the hospital: "Workers, today I am here to apologize to you, yesterday these people came here to make trouble, injured the doctors, threatened the revolutionary soldiers, yes, they are the people of our workers' pickets, but these people are the scum of the workers' pickets, their behavior can no longer be regarded as revolutionaries, their behavior has also exposed their true colors, they are the moths, scum who have mixed into the revolutionary ranks, the comrades of the hospital, the comrades of the president, On behalf of the Wuhan workers' pickets, I apologize to you! ”

Yang Dekui said and bowed deeply to the nurses and doctors around him.

"Support the General Labor Union!"

"Labor is sacred! Long live the laborers!"

"Long live the workers' pickets!"

……

Loud cheers rang out at the venue, and the nurses and doctors in the hospital really felt relieved, and they wholeheartedly supported the decision.

Zeng Xinyuan and the others in the center of the venue had a dull face, completely devoid of yesterday's momentum.

In the sound of the slogan of the mountain and the tsunami, Zhuang Jihua unexpectedly found a familiar figure. How did he end up here? Zhuang Jihua was a little strange.

(To be continued)