There are prison shouts that the proletarian will be the sun.

There is the small island of Dongwei silently preparing for the invasion.

The three factions of the people are fighting for power,

The Northern Expedition was coming to an end, only the Northern Expedition turned into a national army, and even they did not know what they were fighting for.

The gold list appeared.

[In April of that year, the people sent Jiang Guangtou and the warlords Yan Xishan and Feng Yuxiang to comprehensively attack the Fengjian warlord Zhang Zuolin who was entrenched in the Beijing Division and the northeast area, and in April, the 4-route army of 700,000 people launched a comprehensive total, and the second Northern Expedition successively uprooted many fortresses of the Fengji warlords, and the total capture was successful]

[In April, Fang Zhiyi, who had always yearned for Donggangshan, founded the Second Army of the Workers' and Peasants' Death Army, led Geyang, and Hengfeng successively established Wu. The industry organization official, criticizing the escape proposition, open the tour. Attacking the war, he put forward tactics such as striking the east and attacking the west, avoiding the truth and being false, eating when he can eat, and running if he can't eat, and repelling the nationalist faction four times in succession.

The gold list picture then unfolds.

At this moment, Fang Zhiyan lowered his head and looked at the front line coming from nothing. Once again, the industrial organization repelled the report of the encirclement and suppression.

The old coat was draped over his body, and under the light, he drank a sip of the already cold water, and his eyes were bright.

"Comrades, keep up the good work!"

It's just that when he is so busy hosting work, he still often turns his head to look at the land of Donggangshan when his eyes are tired.

He was curious over there.

Because once heard them raise land to die and come next nothing. In the face of the nationalist faction, the industrial organizations should take the road of encircling the cities from the countryside.

Whether it is strategic vision, or treating soldiers and farmers, they have their own unique insights.

"People there, it's amazing."

The text of the gold list is still emerging.

[This year, at the end of April, the Xiangdi Uprising Army and the Donggangshan Army met]

The screen expands.

In the distance, the mountain roads are winding and rugged, and in April it is raining, and the ground is muddy.

Nongangshan none. The members of the industrial organization watched from a distance, and they heard the sound of uniform footsteps wrapped in the biting cold wind.

That was something they had never heard of in other nationalist armies, in the armies of warlords.

So they watched from afar.

Along the winding mountain road, the formation was not very neat, and the soldiers with some shabby clothes were full of mud, only the sound of footsteps, neat and consistent, they were not dressed well, but at that moment, this young or vicissitudes of the workers' and peasants' warriors, with eagerness and hope in their eyes.

That's their expectation of a good day for themselves, and it's also their expectation. The industry organization leads the greatest trust!

Nongangshan none. The moment the industrial organization and the Xiangdi rebel army met, the two sides shook hands.

The light rain gradually stopped, through the clouds and fog, and the golden sun fell.

Two branches belong to workers and peasants without . The army of the proletariat officially gathers 513.

They began the reorganization, and the conference room was a compound made of yellow mud.

"Okay, the order from above, next, we will remerge into the Fourth Army!"

The Xiangdi rebels nodded equally excitedly.

"Push it all together!"

The workers' and peasants' fighters from both sides joined forces.

Training, ideological propaganda, reclamation, establishment of literacy classes, establishment of desperate ideological cultivation...

In this mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles, no one notices.

A little spark, gradually began to burn, vowing to turn into a fire, sweeping through dark and decaying warlords and overseas foreign countries!

"Next, we will continue to establish and expand the areas of life activity in rural areas and promote the development of life in the peasant class."

"At the moment the national faction is against us none. The attacks of the industrial organizations continue, they have the support of foreign countries overseas, they are well armed, they are numerous, and we must now uphold the enemy's advance and retreat. The enemy is stationed in my disturbance. Enemies are tired and I fight. The concept of retreat and chase, insist on fighting! "

Yes, they are still trying, in these gray times.

At that time.

Daming.

The voice of the elderly Zhu Yuanzhang passed through the golden list.

"None today. The foundation of the industrial organization occupies the Donggang Mountain, which stretches thousands of miles and meets the three provinces and four counties, to develop the foundation of rural life, and is also rapidly approaching the southeast coast and the north. "

"This is not a simple force, they have scattered and established a lot, and if all these desperate activity areas are established, when they come forward, there will be nothing. Production organization, will form a gushing army! "

Zhu Yuanzhang spoke to Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin.

When he heard the exclamation of the future emperor in the golden list, Li Shimin also looked solemn.

They are on the outside, so they can see it.

None at the moment. The industrial organizations are indeed hiding in the midst of the sophisticated weapons and large armies of the nationalists.

Not. The future of the industrial organization is hard to imagine!

But the emperors were all livid, because it was not good for ancient times.

The majestic gold list, turned into words.

[In May 19.28, after Dong Ying sent troops to occupy Jinan, he began to provoke Jinan in order to so-called show national prestige]

The gold list screen appears.

On this day, the propagandists of the Northern Expedition put up slogans in Jinan.

The Dongying soldiers used this place as their garrison to savagely provoke and shoot directly.

Several soldiers who had never died in battle during the Northern Expedition to unify the Central Plains and expel the warlords died at the gunpoint of the Eastern Winners.

On the same day, when a Chinese soldier passed through the so-called garrison area established by Dong Ying in China with his bare hands, he was directly shot and killed because of his speech barrier!

Dongying also took this opportunity to surround the first battalion of the Northern Expedition's Death Army, and along the way, the Dongying people who entered the city did not hesitate, encountered the Chinese, and shot them all!

National Diplomatic Service.

Cai Gongxi watched the news come one by one, and his hands trembled with anger.

The reader's eyes were scarlet, and he thought a lot about the constant gunfire from the outside world.

The military attache who died in the United States before the Qing court, twenty-one articles, the Baquan contract...

Shame spreads across the face.

He raised his head and watched the cold wind outside blow up a strong rusty smell, and the anger in his chest was raging.

Bang!

The gate of the diplomatic office was directly kicked open by the Dongying soldiers.

"Hand over the weapon!"

These Dongying soldiers savagely and frantically tore up documents, destroyed the scene, and even destroyed the portrait of Dr. Sun Zhongshan.

The ordinary staff of the diplomatic service looked at these beasts in horror.

This time, Cai Gongshi stood up and suppressed his anger.

"This is the diplomatic service, we have no weapons!"

However, these East Win people not only ignored it, but ordered the other staff to be tied up.

Cai Gong was furious, and in order to protect other diplomats, he had to suppress his words: "I heard that the Dongying soldiers, who are well-educated, should respect diplomatic courtesy..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he was knocked over with the butt of a gun by Dong Yingren.

Twenty-eight people were tied, torn apart, beaten constantly, and even stabbed with knives!

Seeing the land soaked in Yin Hong, at this moment, Cai Gongxi was no longer depressed, and roared and spoke.

"Comrades! The beastly behavior of the thief is obvious to everyone, they are really inferior to the beast! Now there is a deep blood feud between the two countries. What are you waiting for at this moment? Kills are not shameful! "

Dong Ying ignored it and killed all the diplomats, before turning his head and directly cutting off Cai Gongshi's nose.

No ears, no nose.

Cai Gongxian stared at them with bloodshot eyes, humiliation and anger like wild weeds, but he just didn't say a word.

The more silent he was, the more vicious the East Win people became, torturing for more than an hour.

But he just gritted his teeth and refused to scream even if his mouth was bleeding!

The moment the bullet passed through Cai Gong's chest, he looked up at the sky.

"Weak countries have no diplomacy, China ... Chinese! "

The screen turns.

Jinan.

On the street, several students who escaped by chance looked up at the sky with tears in their eyes.

Without sunlight, they did not see for a moment, there seemed to be only an endless abyss!

"Mr. Cai didn't ask for a word of mercy until he died!"

"These beast-like East Winners!"

However, now that Dongying is occupying Jinan, several passing soldiers directly beat several teen-year-old students until they are covered in blood.

The other side.

Shanghai Hai.

The voice of the newsboy waving the newspaper was not as clear as before, as if with anger.

"Dongying wantonly slaughtered the Chinese people in Jinan, numbering more than 10,000!"

Two businessmen who bought newspapers returned to the Rongjia Textile Factory.

At this moment, looking at the behavior of Jinan's East Win people like wild beasts, they turned their heads fiercely.

"What the hell is the National Faction doing!"

Meanwhile. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) )

Fudan Public School.

More than a dozen young students looked at the newspaper and spoke.

"These nationalists claim to be China and democracy, but they are doing something."

"Light will chase nothing. Produce tissue? "

"The foreign enemy is in the head! Such a national faction, what else to join! "

Southern song dynasty.

Han Shizhong looked at the picture on the gold list and walked out of the military tent with a cold face.

"Now you know? Why is the nationalist not hopeful, why not . Production is the real hope. "

"Take a look, open your eyes and see!"

"(BCAG) When the Twenty-One was opposed, the nationalists were busy fighting the warlords. Not. The industrial organizations took the people to the streets to fight for the last dignity of China, even if they might die, they dared to stand up. "

"When Dong Ying occupied Dongshan and even drove boats to beat the Chinese inspectors, the nationalists were creating the so-called official that belonged to them, Wu. The industrial organization stood up again and set off a wave of boycotts against Dongwin! "

"When the workers were shot by overseas foreign collusion warlords, the nationalists were indifferent. The industrial organization once again set off a shutdown in Hong Kong City that shocked home and abroad! "

"See, the nationalists will only fight internally, bullying nothing. When facing Dongying, he even took the initiative to go and earnestly apologize to Dongying, so as to obtain Dongying's forgiveness. "

"None. What about production organizations? When China was bullied overseas, these people were even willing to use death to take the lead in resistance! "

"They really love this country and are willing to give their last blood for this mountain and river."

Gold list.

[In May, Qu Qiubai arrived in Tsarist Russia and opened the China Wu. The industry organized the meeting, and after the meeting, Qu Qiubai stayed in the local area to serve as a Zhonghua Wu. Organized and international. Representatives of the production organization, but none. Production organization, two voices appear]

The screen appears.

It's summer.

Qu Qiubai was looking down at Wu from China. Forms of organizational development.

There was a sound of coaxing outside the door, mixed with invective and taunting.

"Traitor!"

"Why do you still have no face. International organizations meet! "

"Mixed with that group of mud legs, you forgot, nothing. The organization of production is the organization of workers! "

Qu Qiubai looked up, and what appeared in front of him were the university students formed by Tsarist Russia in the past.

They are all in none. Under the leadership of the production thought, began to learn.

It's just that these people are obviously Chinese students, but they have nothing to do with China. The philosophy and development of the production organization are diametrically opposite.

They always support none. All decisions of the international industry, including sacrificing the interests of China and safeguarding nothing. The interests of the international community.

Even in the eyes of these people, nothing . The organization of industry should mobilize workers, whether or not they are. Whether the conditions put forward by the international community are in line with China's situation, they all choose to blindly believe.

In the eyes of these people, now the China led by Qu Qiubai has no . The production organization has deviated from none. The path of international thought.

Qu Qiubai didn't say anything.

"The country will not be a country, foreigners are around, will you always be like this?"

The disappointment in his eyes deeply stung those crazy figures.

But Qu Qiubai did not stop, just continued to speak.

"The hope of the future is in Donggangshan."

He looked at the figure behind this group of Chinese students, and his eyes were unprecedentedly firm.

"Have you all forgotten the words of Mr. Xi Ning in the past? You guys don't. Is this still the case with the international community? "

He faced these angry students and foreigners alone, just like the Chinese Wuhua today. Production organization.

"In the future, even if everyone will abandon the society. Will be aligned, we will persist. "

"Always hold on!"

At that moment, Qu Qiubai was like a blinding fire, forever hot and scalding.

[If in the future, create Marx's thought, set off great nothing. The old Maozi country began to take the imperial road]

[If those others do not. The industry organized the ideological state and began to abandon the idea.

[That New China No. The production organization will also insist and always insist.]

[In all these countries give up, all depend on the West, we will always pursue our own path]

Let history judge

When this phrase appears.

Spring and autumn.

Kong Qiu and teacher Lao Tzu were both watching, with complicated expressions.

"So this New China in the end, really insisted on nothing. What is the idea? "

"But how is this possible? Even the countries that originally created the idea of proletariat began to give up and began to embark on the path of another empire. "

He is very clear that the reason why the future generations of China can go to nothing. The road to production is because Tsarist Russia succeeded.

But now even they have begun to give up, without a guide to advance, what is China still insisting on?

The nations that created the ideas have betrayed, I'm afraid nothing else . The country of production will also think that this is a dead end.

Lao Tzu looked at this scene and did not speak.

He was just thinking.

What kind of group of people chose to continue to persevere when the road ahead was cut off.

Even alone, stepping into the darkness of the unknown road ahead.

How did they manage to overcome the difficulties and falter forward?

So at this moment, Lao Tzu also began to look forward to it.

What kind of country is expected to be built by them.

Gold list.

[In June 19.28, Chen Qiaonian has been detained for three months and faces the end]

The screen appears.

Inside the barred window, it was still wet and cold.

The sound of leather boots hitting the ground is getting closer and closer.

Reach out and see the prison with five fingers, and several of them have not. The members of the organization listened and closed their eyes.

This is the third month of detention.

Chen Qiaonian still had a lot of pus on his body, which was inflammation caused by the enemy's torture, which was close to necrosis.

His body was densely packed with old wounds, countless new injuries, and his face was also very pale.

The moment he heard the footsteps, he knew.

This time may be different from the previous one, when they were taken out in turn for torture and interrogation.

After three months of coercion and inducement, the nationalist military and police have lost patience, and they have completely understood that they cannot ask anything from such people.

As the members of this arrest, the most central few did not. The members of the production organization, Chen Qiaonian , Zheng Futai , and Xu Baihao are undoubtedly doomed.

The sound of boots fell, and military policemen with torches stood outside the window, watching him from above.

"Chen Qiaonian, Zheng Fuit, Xu Baihao."

"You three, it's time to hit the road tomorrow."

This is the last resort of these military and police to force them with psychological pressure.

But Chen Qiaonian didn't speak, just calmly looked at the military policeman who came to inform, and the calm in his eyes was just like when he had just entered prison.

The military and police looked cold, and also left with some jealousy.

Not. People who produce organizations never care about life like this.

The military and police left, and Chen Qiaonian looked at the comrades beside him.

Knowing the fate of the three, the comrades who were arrested together lowered their heads, and some secretly wiped their tears.

Even during torture, this group of people has no . None of the members of the industrial organization had ever cried, but at this moment, looking at the young man in his twenties in front of them, they could no longer suppress it.

Chen Qiaonian soothed: "Don't cry." "

"Take care of your health and study hard so that you can continue to work for the organization in the future."

He is also optimistic.

"Let future generations enjoy the happiness of their predecessors."

Chen Qiaonian smiled brightly and shiningly.

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