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[The national sent three waves of strength to lead the meeting and said, first, continue to complete the clean-up of nothing. The industrial organization, second, continue the Northern Expedition and complete the unification of China]

【None. The industrial organization decided to take the armed road, and Qu Qiubai arrived at Hu Nan and saw Hu Nanwu. The representatives of the industrial organizations have made changes to the military and ideology from scratch]

The screen expands.

More than fifty families in the village of Three Bends.

Qu Qiubai looked at Hu Nanwu, who was standing on a stone in the village and speaking. Representatives of the industrial organizations.

He thought of today's nothing. The situation of the industrial organization.

Before the armed forces were reduced too much, the number of personnel was less than a thousand, the impact of the army was very serious, the previous battle was lost, the successive marches were quite arduous, and some people who were not firm in their will began to waver.

They all know that if they don't improve the relevant problems, they can't complete the difficult life next.

HU Nanwu. At this moment, the representatives of the industrial organization opened their mouths and put forward new ideas.

"First, the top three are unwilling to retain members."

"Second, establish nothing in the army. The production organization, starting from the company, has none. Representative of the industrial organization. "

"Third, it stipulates that officers may not beat soldiers, and soldiers are treated equally."

Qu Qiubai followed Hu Nanwu. The thinking of the representative of the industrial organization brightened, and then he was excited.

This means that none is identified. The absolute leadership of the industrial organization over the army also ensures the ineffectiveness of this army. Nature of production!

He raised his head and looked at Hu Nanwu, who was standing straight. Comrades of the industrial organization could not help but sigh.

"The comrades of the Hu Nan Proletarian Organization are amazing, this is definitely a great initiative."

"Change the army."

The gold list inventory continues.

[In October of that year, after the reorganization of the army, it summed up the lessons of the fate, led the army all the way south along Luo Xiaoshan to fight thousands of miles, and successively restored Wu in Ninggang, Yongxin, Xingling, Suijun and other counties. Production organizations, establishment of workers, peasants and soldiers official, none. The proletory determined that the area of Dongangshan was created as none. The place where the birth of the birth is born]

The picture appears in a rural area.

There are very few people here, and Chen Qiaonian is as none. Representatives of the industrial organization have finally arrived at this moment.

The outer skin of the large yellow mud yard has peeled off and is mottled, and in autumn, the road is muddy and rugged, and it looks a little barren.

CHEN Qiaonian,QU Qiubai,LI Hanjun,HU Nanwu. Comrades of the industrial organization, his gaze swept at this moment.

Even though it was desolate and the long journey brought them exhaustion, everyone had hope in their eyes.

Outside the yellow mud compound, they lowered a flag.

Afterwards, everyone solemnly raised their hands and took the oath.

"None. The establishment of the production organization, from here, for nothing. The armed forces of the proletariat are stunned and struggle for life! "

At that moment, the howling wind had carried the autumn spirit, rolled up the flag, and the sun fell, as if witnessing the arrival of their time.

HU Nanwu. The comrades of the industrial organization were solemn and solemn: "We have restored the nothingness of Ninggang, Yongxin, Jingling, and Suijun. Production organizations, surrounding local workers, peasants and soldiers without . The production team is all 050 established. "

It's just that life here is hard.

Qu Qiubai looked at those people, they ate wild vegetables almost every day, even plantain was considered food, plus water boiled, it was a day's food.

But everyone has hope.

Because Hu Nanwu. The comrades of the industrial organization will enlighten them: "In the future, we will open up the situation together, everyone can own land and live a good life, and the time when we people at the bottom can really be the masters of our own country will not be too far away." "

Qu Qiubai looked at Hu Nanwu. The attitude of the comrades of the industrial organizations towards the military is different from what they saw when they were sent by the nationalists.

Not. The soldiers of the industrial organization, even they are respectful, these soldiers can read, they can learn, there is no . The people who lead the organization will always eat the same as these soldiers.

Chen Qiaonian faced the wind alone, looking at this deserted mountain village, as if he saw hope.

"Hope here, here."

"From 19.20 to now the end of 19.27, hopefully here," he said. "

At that moment, on the mountain, the rising sun rose in the east.

It's like a jumping flame.

Daqin.

Ying Zheng watched this scene.

A deserted small mountain village that belongs to nothing. The first foundations of the production organization were established.

It's a whole new mileage.

At the desk, Ying Zheng picked up the carving knife and began to write down the next mileage.

How much did China go in later generations?

The Qing court restoration, which was initially chosen, was obstructed by the Qing court and failed.

Dr. Sun Zhongshan's democracy was stunned, a democratic official was established, and the warlords stole and failed.

The Western theory of Hushi et al., failed.

Wu Zhihui's anarchism, failure.

Not. At first, the industrial organization only believed in ideological enlightenment, did not combine government affairs, and failed.

Not. Industrial organizations began to involve the combination of ideological enlightenment and government affairs, but simply looked for opportunities in the gathering of students and workers, and failed.

At this moment, the carving knife in Ying Zheng's hand suddenly stopped.

"I thought of the first sentence."

"Cherish the Qin Emperor Han Wu, slightly lose the literary style."

Big Han.

Han Wudi Liu Che listened to the voice coming from the other side of the golden list and fell silent, he looked at the barren but full of life hill.

"A new generation has begun."

The text of the gold list, the second emerged.

[This winter, Jiang Bald's wedding was held in Shanghai, no. The form of persecution of industrial organizations has also intensified]

The screen expands.

A portrait of Mr. Sun is displayed inside the Dahua Hotel.

Hundreds of special agents from the outside world are vigilantly hiding in every corner.

Cai Yuan, the former president of Beijing University, personally presided over the orchestra (BCBJ), the Song family entered, and celebrities from all walks of life in Shanghai also entered the dance hall.

The crystal chandelier is bright and dazzling, and the reporter continues to film this scene, hundreds of people from all walks of life in Shanghai gather, which is lively, costing millions of weddings, and also extremely luxurious.

And dozens of miles away, the night outside the gate of stability hides the murderous intention in the reeds.

It seems that even the moonlight is wary and allowed to be obscured by dark clouds.

Forty-five-year-old Wang Hebo was pushed out of the car, covered in scales, and the smell of rust followed the wind and dispersed into the reeds.

The military police recited his identity and life, and their eyes were cruel.

"Wang and Bo, none. The first worker-turned-leader of the industrial organization, the first none. The national disciplinary inspection body of the industrial organization is responsible. "

"Joined None five years ago. The industrial organization, four years ago, prepared the Jinpu Railway General Conference, supported the suspension of the Beijing-Khan Railway, went to Tsarist Russia to study three years ago, and began to enter the real nothing two years ago. This year, he participated in two armed killings in Shanghai. "

The voice of the military police stopped at this moment and looked at him coldly.

"You are nothing. What a big fish for production organizations. "

Wang Hebo just looked at them: "Why are there so few people?" "

The military policeman turned to look at the Dahua Hotel on the other side: "Marshal Jiang got married today, and the business, political, and concession foreigners in Shanghai all went, and they all went to the hotel, hundreds of people held balls, and thousands of people protected." "

"Reporters say that this is a wedding that attracts attention at home and abroad."

Wang Hebo laughed.

His pale face was particularly noticeable in the dark night without moonlight, and he coughed violently, pulling at the rolled flesh and causing severe pain.

"Hahaha, internal and external attention, do you want to see the people starving to death in the northwest, do you want to see the enslaved people in the concession, or do you want to see the people who were killed by you for the workers?"

"You said that the wedding was very grand, and foreigners came to congratulate and curry favor?"

The military police changed their faces.

But Wang Hebo remained calm, and with his last blood, he wanted to cut through the dark night that obscured the moonlight.

"None. Long live production! "

Gunshots rang out.

Wang Hebo lay alone in the reeds, more like barren weeds that melted into it.

When he was dying, his stomach was still sunk with hunger.

On the other side, the wedding in the hotel is resplendent.

The gold list text inventory continues.

[Since none. The industrial organization embarked on the road of armed stunning, and after the nationalist faction reached an agreement, the form was chaotic, and the target was none. The arrest of members of the industrial organization has also become more and more cruel.

The screen appears.

In a small mountain village, in the courtyard made of yellow mud, a ray of sunlight fell from the clouds, which became more and more depressing.

On the table was a newspaper from Shanghai Hai.

This is Mount Dongang. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

QU Qiubai, CHEN Qiaonian et al. The heads of the central departments of the organization are meeting.

They looked at the Jiang bald head wedding advertised in the Shang poster magazine, and the nationalist faction against Wu. The further brutal persecution of the industrial organization looked heavy.

Yes, from the land of the southern singing armed stunned, fight none. After the first shots of the organization, new meetings continued.

Now they are discussing a second urban uprising.

From Zhizhou. Righteousness.

At the meeting, Luo Yinong, a twenty-five-year-old young man, was also there.

LUO Yinong,HU Nanwu. A member of the industrial organization, he served as a brigade in Tsarist Russia at the age of nineteen. Head of the production organization.

Two years ago, he returned to China to serve as Jiangsu and Zhejiang Wu. The person in charge of the industrial organization led the workers of Shanghai Hai to fight for death three times in two years with Zhao Shiyan and others.

Qu Qiubai looked at him: "Now you have to keep a low profile, countless agents and traitors are hunting you, and the price of bounty for you is quite high." "

At this moment, Luo Yinong looked at Wu, who was now persecuted by the nationalists. Comrade of the industrial organization.

"It's okay, the pace of the armed forces in Zhizhou is about to accelerate, and our organization must develop as soon as possible."

"Now Dongwin, Fa Country, Eagle Country and other places are all about to move, those nationalist elitists, only think of themselves."

"Somebody has to step up."

Speaking of this, the twenty-five-year-old young man wanted to cry a little, his voice was a little choked, and his eyes were red.

"When Zhao Shiyan left, he asked me to help the workers and peasant brothers more."

These no. The members of the industrial organization can only hide in the dark and decaying Middle East.

But they were bathed in light.

When the bright sun shines, the flame called Ideal burns.

The picture rotated again and appeared in Shanghai.

On the street, foreigners are still striding with their heads held high, rickshaw drivers pull rickshaws and shake bells hard, and military and police officers carefully look around.

The robed reader walked down the street and glanced up at the harsh sunlight.

The more he shines here, the dirt and darkness under the prosperity makes him see clearly.

He stepped into the school and onto the podium.

A student saw him coming, holding a national faction in his hand. Newspapers and periodicals of the production organization.

"Mr. Yucai, you said no. What does the idea of production really represent? Do they really have hope? "

Yes, the reader on the podium is called Zhou Shuren.

He glanced at the student, and his voice was a little low: "None. Thoughts..."

"A long time ago, I met a group of people, we started a magazine together, called New Youth, two people who returned from East Win were in charge of editor-in-chief, and a young student invited me to be the chief writer."

"One is called Li Dazhao, the other is called Chen Duxiu, a young student, named Zhao Shiyan."

He turned his head to look at the student, his gaze more serious than ever: "Do you believe them?" "

"They're pushing history."

"Who is the ideological enlightenment, if there is no newspaper enlightenment, will the students gather, and the workers will stand up to defend their rights?"

"Fellow citizens, perhaps in the future they will only record a volume of history books, which is inconspicuous, and when you are old, please tell your descendants that when they turn the pages of the books, the short sentence of the history books is their magnificent life."

At that time, the students under the podium fell silent.

They looked at the gentleman in the robe, and the sadness in those eyes was almost so intense that it overflowed.

Hu Shi was also in the lecture hall, and he whispered, frowning, trying to dissuade his friend.

"The position issue is a big problem, and now it is Jiang Bald Head who is in full swing."

"Here in Jiang Baldhead, speak, guilty."

However, at this moment, Zhou Shuren just spoke: "It's nothing. "

"I'm still the Lu Xun who wrote the notes of a madman."

Hu Shi was silent, and now he was very silent, unwilling to get involved in any government affairs.

In the applause of the students, the wind came and blew up the robes of the gentleman.

Right now.

Daming.

Xie Jin, who compiled the Yongle Classic, looked at the golden list and put down his pen

He looked sadly at Zhou Shuren, who was standing on the podium and his robe was blown by the wind.

The reader of the later life just stood there, as if it was written with the sorrow of an era.

So Xie Xie chanted in a low voice.

"Descendants, if you look through the history books in the future, you feel that the history books are boring and you are disgusted, please be patient for a moment, because that short sentence is a person's life of untimely death, they are children like you to grow up, they have no happy childhood, no rest time, only grow up in humiliation, and ignite themselves like flames."

The other side.

Hear voices coming from space-time.

Big Han.

Ban Gu, who compiled the history books, also closed his eyes and chanted.

Grow up in humiliation and ignite yourself like a flame.

He thought of these people, the people who made history in Zhou Shuren's mouth and really held Chinese democracy.

The first batch of Zou Rong, Liu Zhiyi, Wu Yue, Qiu Jin, Sun Zhongshan and others.

The second batch of Chen Duxiu, Li Dazhao, Zhao Shiyan and others.

The third group of young people such as Chen Yannian.

The most extreme romance in history, for the ideal moth to fight the fire, go forward and follow, often the most tragic.

At that time, voices from different dynasties sounded, like a torrent of thousands of years of Chinese torch.

"Now, this group of people is fighting against history."

"Moths to the fire, can be born in this chaotic world, either for the livelihood of the people, or become a warlord, or escape into the empty door, you should always choose one..."

On the gold list, a new inventory word emerged.

[Luo Yinong, Qu Qiubai, Chen Qiaonian and others. The members of the industrial organization, after deliberating and deciding to continue to open up the road of armed death, also began to act. The industrial organization launched the Zhidong Uprising, for the new China! 】

The screen expands.

In the dark, there was only the cracking sound of torches burning.

But these torches, from the first one, to the later dozen, to now, nearly 5,000 people stand quietly solemn, like a statue, at that moment, the torches gather and finally turn into a bright and blazing ocean.

A thirty-nine-year-old figure is reporting to Chen Qiaonian on his current situation.

"Now the organization has held an emergency meeting in Zhizhou to discuss the uprising program, declaration, letter to the people and the specific deployment of the insurrectionary forces, as well as the establishment of the insurrection. Candidates for each department when the industry organization is official. "

"At present, we have set the time fifteen days later."

Yes, he is this time no. The general person in charge of the Qidong armed forces decided by the organization center.

His name is Chen Jilei.

When he joined the Qing court academy at a young age, the person in charge at that time had already joined the alliance association, so the idea of despair was gradually formed at that time.

After that, he participated in student activities against the 21st Article, and joined Chen Duxiu seven years ago to create Shang Haiwu. The production organization was subsequently sent to none. Produced internationally.

Five years ago the first batch to retain none. As a member of the industrial organization, he joined the Kuomintang together with Li Dazhao, Chen Duxiu and others.

Three years ago, he returned to China and was in charge of the work of the youth league center department, and served as a none. The assistant of the representative of the international industry, for the promotion of none. The two factions of the industrial organization and the national faction have made continuous efforts.

At this moment, after reporting all the arrangements, Chen Tilei looked at the flame in front of him, and his eyes lit up.

He shouted!

Li Dazhao, Zhao Shiyan, Chen Yannian, and other comrades!

They are torches and set themselves on fire,

Some say why set yourself on fire?

Because burning has light,

One person burns only for a moment of light, but a large group of people burning will have a sun that illuminates all darkness!

They say that by igniting themselves, they can ignite more people and dispel this darkness.

Now, the fourth generation, starts with me!

Zhang Tailei!.