ps: Thank you readers for voting for 1 chayexschayexs monthly ticket to heaven with a great "heartbreak", thank you ^_^, there is something to do today, so send this chapter out first in the morning~~

The first target plane is Hong Kong.

At this time, it had been two years since Hong Kong was occupied by the Japanese Army in December 1941. Due to the very enthusiastic "cultivation" of the Japanese army and the military government in Hong Kong, the whole of Hong Kong is in a "miasma of black smoke."

At the beginning of the occupation, the Japanese invaders raised the slogan of "protecting the property of the Chinese, and the war in Hong Kong was a war against the white race"; after actually entering the city, they immediately seized the department stores, hardware stores, automobile dealers, pawnshops, and other commercial facilities in the city, and then transported a large number of bicycles, gold jewelry, clothing, and cloth to the Japanese mainland in the name of "management by the military collection department" and "management of financial classes."

When the things are snatched up, it is natural that the financial plunder. The Devil's Army military tickets were forcibly exchanged for Hong Kong dollars at a ratio of 1 to 4 and Hong Kong dollars were banned from circulating in the market. Then 500 comfort stations (military prostitute residences) were set up in Hong Kong, and the location was selected at Rock Road near the Big Buddha Pass in Wan Chai. The former has set up a drug trafficking agency, the Yuzhen Company, which transports tobacco and soil from the Rehe River on the Yanhuang Continent by plane and sells it to the drug sales center, while the latter can collect a large amount of "monthly money" to subsidize local military expenditures. After the scraping of the floor was exhausted, the energy supply began to be insufficient: elevators were banned in offices and hotels below the fourth floor in the port, electricity was stopped in the barber industry, only one movie was shown in cinemas a day, electricity supply was stipulated for residents to end from 8 p.m. to 0:00 a.m., and all tram routes were suspended. In short, life in Hong Kong is "getting more and more enjoyable".

But all that changed in early January 1944, when a main street in Hong Kong was filled with Hong Kong residents chanting long live, and the reason for their elation was simple: the little devil had run away! Although the little devils who escaped at the end "slammed the door" and took away a lot of the main street, including the glass and door panels, people were still so happy that they couldn't help themselves. Most of the four-story buildings on both sides of the street, all by their own windows and balconies, waving colorful flags, and the shops on the first floor are also at their own doorposts, with words of celebration written in large strokes.

At about 10 o'clock in the morning, Zhang Bojun and Luo Longji, together with three or four colleagues of the Democratic League, arrived in India on a transport plane of the Stars and Stripes Flying Tigers found by the Flying Tigers.

"I didn't expect that the devil soldiers here have all run away!" Luo Longji sighed.

"Geographically, Hong Kong is inferior to Treasure Island, where there is a strait across it, and without a modern navy of considerable size, it is simply impossible to carry out landing operations. There are a lot of land passages between Hong Kong and the mainland, and they can't hold it with the strength of the little devils and the combat power shown by the Yanhuanghong Party. Zhang Bojun replied.

"Huh? How can anyone still wave the Union Jack? Li Huang, who was walking behind everyone and was holding a pergola to watch the distant scene, said with some surprise.

"Some people have long forgotten their roots, and I am afraid that they still hope that the British will continue to come back and 'rule' them, right?" Luo Longji followed Li Huang's finger and saw the yellow face of the same sect standing on the top of the fourth floor, waving the British rice flag, and said with disgust and pity.

"It's been decades since Hong Kong left Yanhuang, and there is a cultural disconnect, and Western values have long been embedded in every aspect of the country, so it's not surprising that these are all of this." Wu Han answered.

"Although there are many unsatisfactory places here, but the prosperity of the economy is indeed ahead of the Yanhuang Continent for many years, you can estimate the development of commerce here when you see the orderly distribution of cinemas, cafes, teahouses, shops, etc., like the scales of a fish." From another angle, Lo Longji pointed out Hong Kong's advanced and superior.

"Okay, let's go find the connector first, it's important to get down to business." Zhang Bojun saw that everyone was talking farther and farther, and hurriedly reminded.

"Yes!"

"Okay!"

Three days later, with the help of the Hong Kong members of the China Democratic League and the comrades of the Yanhuanghong Party's underground commissioner in Hong Kong, Zhang Bojun and his entourage traveled day and night, taking small fishing boats, pack horses, and other means of transport, and walking on their own when necessary, and finally arrived near Lianping County in northern Guangdong Province, near Jiangxi. When I arrived, there was a jeep arranged by the Red Army waiting for me.

Along the way, Zhang Bojun, Luo Longji and others, the further north they went, the more they saw the poverty and poverty of the local people, as well as the confusion revealed by their eyes caused by not receiving education.

Gaojia Village, Lianping County.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Luo, hello, you have worked hard all the way!" Xiao Xinhuai, the political commissar of the Red Party who was in charge of the reception, said politely.

"It's not hard, it's not hard. Yesterday, Comrade Yang Guofu (underground party) found us a very good and safe resettlement site, and we slept soundly all night. "Luo Longji is very proficient in chatting because he often comes into contact with people outside the NLD.

"Hehe, that's good." Xiao Xinhuai explained while leading the way: "The chiefs are very concerned about the safety of several people on this trip, and I am relieved to see that everyone is safe and sound." Do we go straight to the village or stop in the village first? ”

"Time is pressing, let's just go." Luo Longji glanced at Zhang Bojun and saw that he had no objections, so he replied.

"Okay, let's get in the car!"

Half an hour later.

A small convoy of three jeeps has left the boundary of Guangdong and entered the Jiangxi region along the dirt road. Since the Red Party was gathering troops here and dividing its troops into Fujian and Guangdong, there were occasional passes on both sides of the road with mighty tank units, trucks carrying large-caliber artillery, and a large number of infantry fighting vehicles full of soldiers.

"Has your army been mechanized?" Wu Han, who knew a little military knowledge, silently counted the hundreds of various vehicles that had just driven by, and asked in surprise.

"Almost! Because of the vast area south of the Yangtze River, it is really slow to rely on two legs to rush the road, so the vanguard unit has given priority to the deployment of a large number of vehicles and armored vehicles, but we have not lost the glorious tradition of the Red Army on two legs. Xiao Xinhuai introduced.

"And where did these trucks and weapons come from?" Because he knew the level of scientific and technological production of Yanhuang at this time, Luo Longji asked what he thought was a very "core" question.

"It's all our own production."

"What do you say? No way! Feeling that the other party was joking, Wu Han asked loudly.

"This is very troublesome to explain, and a lot of the content does involve military secrets, so you will understand it when you cross the Yangtze River and go to the north to see." The reactions and thinking of several members of the Democratic League did not surprise Xiao Xinhuai, he smiled, said half-explained and half-betrayal, and then turned the topic to other aspects.

Thanks to the jeep on the road, in just two days, several members of the Democratic League arrived at the Yangtze River, and then saw a dense network of small iron transport steamers on the river, transporting a large amount of supplies and a large number of people. In a sound of surprise, they drove one of the small steamers with their cars and people, and arrived at the Yangtze River and the north bank safely.

Only ten minutes after departing from the ferry port on the north shore, Zhang Bojun noticed something unusual. Unlike the dusty dirt roads on the south bank of the Yangtze River, jeeps run on the north bank, driving on an asphalt road that is not in sight. The yellow paint painted in the middle of the road and the white paint on both sides of the road are bright and pleasant, and you can tell that it has been newly built at a glance. Both sides of the road have also been deliberately repaired, and the small hills that are too protruding are close to this side of the road, and all of them are poured with gravel and cement to prevent the rocks from slipping and ensure the safety of vehicles and passengers on the road.

After driving for more than half an hour, the changes are more obvious, first of all, the opposite lane from time to time to drive through different sizes and tonnage of motor vehicles, there are large trucks, buses, cars and motorcycle tricycles, they continue to flow, forming a kind of industrialization atmosphere. From both sides of the road, you can see small towns from time to time. Even if you look at it from a distance, you can be sure that the buildings in the town are very new, very beautiful, and beautifully planned. From the perspective of the jeep, but see the three or four floors of small buildings horizontally and vertically located on the county road, according to the latitude and longitude distribution, the road vehicles shuttle non-stop, pedestrians come and go in an orderly manner. What's more, Zhang Bojun also saw flashing red-green traffic lights at the intersection of the town.

"Where is that?" The doubts in his heart finally accumulated more and more, and Zhang Bojun, who couldn't hold back, asked.

"Where?"

"That's it!" Zhang Bojun, who stretched out his right arm to indicate the direction, replied loudly.

"It should be a certain county or township. I don't know the exact name of the place. Xiao Xinhuai glanced at it, shook his head and replied.

"I want to say that it's new and beautiful, and there are traffic lights!"

"You say this, every renovated county and township has it."

"Really?"

"Really!"

"How is that possible?" Zhang Bojun, who knows the roots of Yanhuang folk very well, does not believe.

"If you have any doubts, we can take a detour to see after passing through the next township or county seat."

Half an hour later, a new town in a township somewhere in Anhui.

It is a small area, with a total population of about 1,800 people, and only about 400 households live in total. There are only three main roads in the town, two horizontal and one vertical, running through the central area of the township, and they are equipped with traffic lights at their intersections. Around the main road, there are mostly narrow side roads. The architectural style of the whole township is inclined to a calm style of dark brown. Several iconic houses of imitation wood buildings are scattered among them, one doorway shows a large "rice" character in white cloth and black characters, and the other room uses blue cloth and white characters to show the same size of "dyeing" character.

At this time, the convoy was parked in the public parking lot in the township, and Xiao Xinhuai found the local village chief to introduce the local situation to his guests. The whole village is in the winter at this time, and the season is in the farming season, so there are no people working in the fields. However, there is a timber processing factory, a tile and floor tile processing factory, a hand-dyeing workshop, and a brewing workshop, so everyone in the village is quite busy, and there are no adults walking around on the road. Only the elderly, who are too old to work, and children who are a few years old, are outside basking in the sun and playing and playing.

"Are you saying that in the entire Yanhuang Continent north of the Yangtze River, most of the rural counties have completed similar transformations?" Zhang Bojun said in disbelief.

"Yes, as far as I know, except for the villages in the deepest part of the ravine, which are too remote, most of the others should have completed socialist modernization."

"Socialist modernization?" Luo Longji heard this term for the first time.

"Yes, we call the primary stage socialism, and we name the large-scale construction that catches up with the developed capitalist countries modernization."

"Is this all done in the past six months?"

"Some of them have been prepared for a long time, but roads, electricity, bridges and people's houses have all been completed in the past six months."

"Oh my God, how much manpower, material resources, and financial resources are needed for this!"

After getting on the bus again, everyone in the NLD stopped talking, but carefully thought and digested the information they had just received.

At 9 o'clock in the evening of the same day, Zhang Bojun and his entourage arrived in Xi'an, and witnessed the prosperity of Xi'an at night, as a gathering place of two million people (population in 1944), saw the modern houses and lights, and felt that in their hearts, the wealth, comfort and comfort that should not belong to Yanhuang, everyone was silent. Tomorrow, in the face of the Yanhuanghong Party, which has made such achievements in construction, what should they say and what should they express?