The two stood in the team, Lin was uneasy in his heart, but Ma Qiang looked indifferent.

The vegetable vendor with an empty basket and a straw hat in front passed the British, and then walked quickly to the Japanese soldier in front, took off his straw hat, and bowed to the Japanese. Lin Xiuxuan walked over, took off the politeness and bowed in the same way, and also passed.

Lin didn't dare to slack off, and after taking two steps, he looked back at Ma Qiang, only to see Ma Qiang in front of the Japanese soldiers, and looked at the other party for a while, and then bowed. The Japanese soldier didn't say much, but the arrogance that had been empty before disappeared, and he began to look around with a restless expression, perhaps because Ma Qiang stood as tall on the flat ground as he stood on the wooden platform, which frightened him.

An old woman who followed Ma Qiang hurriedly bowed, and the Japanese began to scold the old woman, obviously looking a little uneasy. When the two of them walked under the bridge, they could see that there were bunkers made of sand on both sides, and concrete pillboxes behind them. Inside there was a machine gun.

They walked quickly away from the Waibaidu Bridge, and there was finally no danger. At the intersection of Sichuan, there is a row of people squatting and pulling carts waiting for work. Lin Xiuxuan and Ma Qiang each got on one and ran north to Yangshupu. Lin Xiuxuan carefully observed all the way, and when he passed by the gate of the Japanese Marine Corps, he could hear the sound of training shouting inside. He looked inside the gate and saw shirtless Japanese marines lining up on the playground in front of the building. There was a Type 95 tank parked behind bunkers and barbed wire at the door, and the guards on either side stood motionless in hot steel helmets under the sun. He looked up and saw a Japanese naval flag fluttering from the builders. After the defeat of the First Sino-Japanese War, the Qing government was forced to allow the Japanese to garrison Shanghai, and since then the root cause has been laid, whether it is 128 or 813, every time the Japanese army moves in China, it is the north and south at the same time, and the garrison in Shanghai and the warships on the Huangpu River have become the most powerful tools of invasion.

As far as the eye can see, the streets are full of Japanese people in slippers and kimonos, and there is a set of Japanese pretentious greetings when they meet. It seemed to make people feel like they were in Japan, and he knew that Hongkou was called Little Tokyo back then. The number of Japanese expatriates was once as high as 94,000, and after Japan's defeat in the war, the Chinese government decided to repatriate all of them without leaving them (a small number of Chinese spouses were naturalized), thus cutting off the bane that had lasted for more than 50 years. Of course, this is history, and it will be a few years away.

When passing by Wusong Road, you can see the headquarters of the Japanese Third Fleet. The Japanese fleet in East China was based on this. However, the main force of the Third Fleet is currently in Hangzhou Bay, and there are only a few gunboats on the Huangpu River.

Lin Xiuxuan noticed that there was a shrill whistling sound on the street, and several Japanese ambulances painted with red crosses were hurriedly driving out of the headquarters and heading for the port, fearing that something had happened.

The coachman flew under his feet, and quickly ran through the entrance of Hongkou Park, and you can see that the bronze statue of the Japanese army general Shirakawa Yoshinori was erected in the park in 1932, in this park, by the North Korean righteous Yin Bong-gil with a hidden * with a lunch box to blow up, in a few years, the bronze statue of the invader will be knocked down, and a statue of Lu Xun will be built in the park, as well as a monument to Yin Bong-gil.

A group of well-dressed Japanese children turned out from the corner of the street, they formed a column of two people, the boys wore white shirts and shorts, and wore school hats, and the girls wore sailor suits and short skirts; The tall boys in the front rows were also carrying a few old-fashioned golden hook rifles. The teenager at the front also held a flag that read: "Railway Youth Road Protection Group".

This is a military force composed of minors formed by the Japanese army among the local Japanese elementary school students. Responsible for pestering suspicious Chinese in the Hongkou area, the original purpose was to secure the railway transportation line. Due to their immaturity, these young soldiers are often overly vigilant and often kill innocent passers-by, and since 813, there have been many Chinese who have died at the hands of these minors.

One of the young soldiers in the queue threw a distrustful glance at Lin's rickshaw and continued to sing on his way, clearly wary of all Chinese. Lin thought to himself: these little cubs are still doing their best on this land, but by the time they are almost in middle school, they will be cleared out of China.

After a few kilometres with astonishing endurance, the drivers finally left the city and arrived at the chimney-lined and desolate Huangpu River factory area, not far from the medium-sized Mahler shipyard.

Lin Xiuxuan didn't stop directly at the gate of the shipyard, he and Ma Qiang got off the car about 500 meters away from the shipyard, gave the two drivers double the car price, and then watched them leave.

When he came, he only told the drivers to go to the surrounding area of Yangshupu, but did not tell them where to go, and he did not like people to know his final whereabouts, especially in places like Hongkou, where rickshaw license plates were only issued to Japanese car dealers, although all the drivers were Chinese; However, if something unexpected happens, it needs to be investigated, and the Japanese can easily find the whereabouts of suspicious elements through the car dealership channels at hand, which is what he needs to guard against.

He and Ma Qiang walked on the ridge, which will be a very, very prosperous area in the future, but at present, the expansion of the city has not yet reached here, but it has become the pioneer of Shanghai's modern industry, and the huge chimney standing in front of it is the earliest and largest power plant in Shanghai, the Shanghai Electric Power Company owned by American businessmen. The power plant, which was indispensable for the city that never sleeps in the concession, was also currently under Japanese occupation, and the Japanese certainly did not waste this card, and they often threatened the concession authorities to compromise by blackmailing the power supply. For example, 76 spies are allowed to enter the concession with guns, or Japanese patrol officers are added to the patrol room.

Compared to the Yangshupu power plant, the nearby Mahler shipyard is smaller, but it occupies a large area, in fact, Eric Mahler's original shipyard is almost a workshop on the more remote island of Fuxing, but this persevering Jewish gambler, every time he speculated on land along the Huangpu River, he was a great success, and about a dozen years ago, he built a modern new shipyard here, and the equipment used is quite sophisticated, at least from the fact that he published newspaper and other transfer advertisements.

Behind a ring of tall fences are rows of processing workshops, two medium-sized truss cranes in the open air, and trees on dry docks. In the future, it will become an important construction unit of the Chinese Navy, the Hudong Shipyard, and by that time, the entire open space along the river and the land across the river will become part of the shipyard, which is hundreds of times larger than it is now.

Lin and Ma walked to the rusty gate and found that the road surface had been run over by the truck, and the grass had grown, and the recent business was bleak, which can be imagined.

Before the war, Mahler repaired and built many military ships for the Republic of China government, but with the defeat of the Republic of China government and the westward retreat, he lost his biggest customer, and the current situation is certainly not the worst, five months later, the shipyard will be confiscated by the Japanese, and then renamed: Mitsui Shipyard.

Lin walked to the gate and saw a notice posted on it for the transfer of machinery and plant, the content of which was the same as the revelation he had seen in the newspaper, hoping that the buyer would be quick and the price would be favorable, and interested parties would be interviewed in person.

Apparently Mahler, with his keen sense of smell, foresaw a great crisis, and now he only wanted to sell his property and flee China. Lin knew very well that this shipyard would definitely not have succeeded in changing hands before it was annexed by Mitsui Shipyard at a cost of 0. It is conceivable that Mahler must have been beating the drum in his heart by now, and he probably thought: who would be so lacking in heart and eyes to take over this hot potato at this time?

"Don't worry, I'm here to save you."

Lin slammed the door a few times, and after a while, the small door on one side opened, and it was the old man guarding the door.

"Two gentlemen are here to see the machine?"

The old man seemed to have received quite a few such people, so much so that he could guess what Lin meant without opening his mouth.

"yes, look at the machine...... And look at this factory. ”

"Please come in, please come in."

He and Ma Qiang entered the gate and were led by the old man into the depressed factory, and then a Chinese manager surnamed Zhang came to receive them.

Apparently it is already in a semi-shutdown state, a large amount of equipment is idle in the workshop, the surface of some machines has begun to rust, and there are not a few workers in the main workshop.

On the contrary, there is a small bulk carrier of less than 1,000 tons on the slipway, where sparks are still being started on a small scale, maybe a small order somewhere. Lin Xiuxuan lied to Manager Zhang that he was an overseas Chinese in Singapore and wanted to set up a shipyard in Nanyang and needed a complete set of equipment, so he came to see it.

"Boss Lin, I see that you are the inside, look there, German Express Machine Tool. Over there, Schuler's precision machine tools, large coiling machines...... Miller's 600-ton forging press is a rare sought-after cargo in the city, and many experts who know the goods are lining up to see it, and they will ...... it late."

"Oh, so it's so sought-after?"

Lin said and reached out and touched the majestic 600-ton forging press, and then he slapped the dust on his hands vigorously.

"It's really in demand...... Very sought-after. Manager Zhang unnaturally lifted his glasses and continued to lie.