Zhao Dahai is a worker on Jinghan Road, and he is bold by nature, loves to make friends, and he must have a part in the strike, and he must take the lead.

Thinking of this, Chen Zikun hurriedly asked, "How is the commander going to deal with the strike?" ”

Zhao Yufeng said: "How else can I deal with it, click." He made a head-cutting gesture.

Chen Zikun gasped: "It's just a strike, there's no need for such thunderous means." ”

Zhao Yufeng sneered: "The handsome man is enough to bear it, these workers don't know how to lift, they have tasted the sweetness of the previous strikes a few times, but they are energetic, and they are going on a fucking strike while the New Year is approaching, isn't this a trick-or-treat, where does our military salary come from, it doesn't all depend on the income of Jinghan Road, they strike, let's drink the northwest wind." ”

Chen Zikun only then understood the seriousness of the problem, the Jinghan line can be called Wu Peifu's lifeline, this railway can not only quickly deploy troops, control Beijing and the hinterland of the Central Plains, but also a cash cow, the Jinghan line stopped for a day, the economic losses are incalculable, and spread out during the peak period of freight passenger traffic in the year, it is strange that the marshal is not in a hurry to get on fire.

Seeing Chen Zikun's preoccupation, Adjutant Zhao said: "Don't get in the way, just cut off a few heads and stop, and I won't be able to go back to Beijing for the New Year late." ”

Chen Zikun didn't hide it from him, and said: "I have a friend working on Jinghan Road, and I'm afraid that he will also be involved in the labor tide. ”

Zhao Yufeng said: "But the eldest brother we met in Hankou three years ago also gave us flour. ”

"Exactly, his name is Zhao Dahai, and he runs the line of Zhengzhou Hankou."

"That's troublesome, a few days ago, the marshal ordered the arrest of a group of troublesome workers, maybe this guy is among them, I'll go back to the Zhengzhou Police Station to inquire, if he is caught, let's find a way to do it."

Without further ado, Chen Zikun immediately went to Zhengzhou in person to inquire about the news, and went to the staff office to ask for leave before leaving, his current direct superior is Zhang Fangyan, the chief of staff, and Director Zhang is also a colonel.

When Chen Zikun went out, a group of lieutenant colonels and majors in the staff office immediately whispered, when Chen Zikun was the big soldier, they were already school officers, but two or three years have passed, and the former gang leader army actually climbed on their heads, and no one can swallow this breath, so although Chen Zikun has been in the company for half a month, he can't integrate into the small group of the staff office at all.

borrowed another car from the adjutant, and Chen Zikun rushed to Zhengzhou with Zhao Yufeng and Lao Wang and Lao Li.

Zhengzhou was originally a small town, since the completion of Longhai Road and Jinghan Road, the two major traffic arteries of east, west, north and south converge here, forming the most important transportation hub and railway marshalling station in the Central Plains, Zhengzhou has developed and prospered, and has been one of the largest cities in the Central Plains until today.

Zhao Yufeng often goes to Zhengzhou to drink and gamble, is very familiar with the terrain, under his guidance, the car drove to the Zhengzhou Railway Bureau workers' dormitory area, which is located along the railway, is a newly built red brick bungalow, almost the New Year, but there is no taste of the New Year here, but filled with a sad atmosphere.

The car drove slowly on the road in the dormitory area, and an old man with a dung basket passed by on the side of the road, Zhao Yufeng lowered the window and asked him: "Old man, do you know where a man named Zhao Dahai lives?" ”

The old man looked up at him, shook his head indifferently, and pointed to his ears and mouth.

"Damn, I turned out to be deaf." Zhao Yufeng scolded and retracted the car.

The car drove forward slowly, and the old man spat hatefully and scolded in a low voice: "You dog is deaf." ”

Seeing the car with the five-colored star painted on the door coming, every family slammed the doors and windows, and the children playing at the door were also carried in by adults.

"Holy shit, how do you feel like a rat crossing the street." Zhao Yufeng blinked, his face was suspicious, and he suddenly realized: "This military uniform is strange, the police station just arrested a group of workers a few days ago, probably they thought we were here to arrest people." ”

Chen Zikun had an idea and said, "It's better to go directly to the police station to inquire." ”

Now Chen Zikun is a senior staff officer under Wu Dashuai's account, no matter where he goes, no one dares to slack off, Zhengzhou Police Chief Huang Dianchen heard that someone from Luoyang was coming, and immediately went to the gate to greet him in person, Chen Zikun's military uniform is straight, his riding boots are shiny, his saber is sonorous, and he is followed by adjutant Ma Ben, and his style is naturally extraordinary.

After Chen Zikun sat down, he mentioned the purpose of the trip straight to the point: "Dashuai is extremely concerned about the strike on Jinghan Road, and I don't know what progress Director Huang has made on his side and when the railway will be opened to traffic." ”

Huang Dianchen didn't know what to do, and hurriedly announced: "The lion of the trade union opened his mouth and put forward several conditions, the first is to dismiss the director of the Jinghan Railway Bureau, as well as the lowly police chief, and compensate for their losses, and the military band beat gongs and drums to return the plaque of the Zhengzhou Railway Trade Union that was seized. ”

Chen Zikun slapped the table: "Ridiculous! ”

Director Huang echoed: "It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, they also ask for paid rest on Sundays and a week off for the Spring Festival, hahaha." ”

Chen Zikun did not laugh, it is undeniable that some of the demands of the trade union are simply a conspiracy with the tiger, and it is absolutely impossible to remove the director of the road bureau and the chief of police, and letting the military band send things back is equivalent to slapping Wu Peifu in public, but the two conditions of Sunday rest and Spring Festival holiday really reflect the hardships of the workers.

"Then how did Director Huang deal with it?" Chan asked.

Huang Dianchen saw that Chen Zikun was not smiling, so he quickly suppressed his smile and coughed dryly: "The lowly faction arrested several leaders of the trade union, tortured them, and ordered them to return to work. ”

"Does it work?"

"Not yet, Counselor Chen, you don't know, this group of people is not simple, they are **!" The term thrown out by Huang Dianchen shocked Chen Zikun's heart.

"Then what is Director Huang going to do?"

"Kill!" Huang Dianchen sneered and made a gesture of cutting melons.

"How many people have been arrested, is there a list?" Chan said.

"Yes, someone, bring the list." Huang Dianchen asked his subordinates to take the list and forward it to Chen Zikun.

Looking at it at a glance and ten lines, Zhao Dahai's name is indeed among the more than ten people arrested!

"I'm going to bring the prisoner to trial." Chen Zikun stood up without saying anything, "Where are they locked up?" ”

"It's at the police station." Huang Dianchen personally led Chen Zikun to the cell of the police station, and met the twelve and a half prisoners held here, among whom was a ten-year-old boy, who was arrested with his father, because he was too young, so he could only be counted as half a person.

The cell was dark, the ground was covered with rotten thatch, and the air was filthy, Chen Zikun couldn't help but cover his nose with his white-gloved hand, and casually pointed to Zhao Dahai on the list and said, "Bring this person up, I will ask him alone." ”

Director Wong immediately complied and vacated the jailer's duty room for Chan to interrogate the prisoners.

With the sound of shackles mopping the floor, Zhao Dahai was brought in, and when he saw Chen Zikun, his pupils contracted, but he didn't show any unusual expression.

"You go out first." Chen Zikun sent the jailer and looked Zhao Dahai up and down: "Brother Dahai, who beat you??" ”

Zhao Dahai's hair was unkempt, the corners of his eyes were blue, and he was clearly beaten by a fat beating, but his eyes were extremely shiny, as if he had understood the true meaning of life.

"Da Kunzi, I really didn't expect our brothers to meet here, when will you return to China?" Zhao Dahai smiled and sat down at the table.

"I just came back, I heard that the Zhengzhou railway workers went on strike, hurry up and come over to have a look, fortunately it's okay, don't worry, I'll take you out when I get back." Chan said.

Zhao Dahai didn't answer, staring at Chen Zikun with blazing eyes, and suddenly asked, "Is there any smoke?" ”

Chen Zikun took out a box of big front doors, helped Zhao Dahai order it, and ordered one himself.

Zhao Dahai took a deep puff of cigarette, spit out slowly, and said: "Da Kunzi, thank you for your kindness, I can't leave, because my comrades are still here, and we have made a revolutionary oath together to share weal and woe." ”

Chen Zikun said: "If you don't leave, you will be killed." ”

Zhao Dahai took another puff of cigarette and said with an indifferent smile: "The revolution always has to pay sacrifices, I, the leader of the immortality, will let those workers who follow me on strike die?" Kunzi, if you are mindful of our brotherly feelings, promise me two things. ”

"What's the matter?"

"First, take Ye Kai away, he is only ten years old and is still a child, and second, the quilt in my dormitory is spread out, and there is a new cotton coat, help me bring it home."

Chen Zikun stood up angrily, paced back and forth in the room for two steps, pointed at Zhao Dahai's nose and scolded: "Zhao Dahai, your brain is rusty, your arms can't twist your thighs, how can you workers beat Wu Dashuai!" You are dead, and it is your sister-in-law and children who are sad, who can remember your goodness? ”

Zhao Dahai smiled, smiling very heroically and freely.

"You don't understand, you don't understand, the value of sacrifice may not be reflected for the time being, but without the current bloodshed, the working class will never wake up."

Chen Zikun was silent, the Zhao Dahai in front of him and the Zhao Dahai in his mind are no longer a person, and now Zhao Dahai has something more in his eyes, something that he can't understand for the time being.

In the cell, Huang Dianchen was pacing back and forth, and suddenly one of his subordinates came out of breath to report: "Director, Luoyang is in an emergency!" ”

Huang Dianchen hurriedly went to answer the phone, and the voice of the adjutant director of the Zhilu Yu Patrol Embassy came from the receiver: "Xiao Huang, how is the strike handled, is the big handsome waiting for your news?" ”

"Back to the director, Staff Officer Chen sent by the marshal is arraigning the workers' representatives." Huang Dianchen replied.

"What? Staff Officer Chen? The marshal didn't send anyone. ”