Wang Ming came to the town aggressively. When he inquired about it, he found that this newly opened cigarette factory was actually in a place called an industrial development zone. What kind of place this was? It seemed a bit similar to the Soviet Union's First Five-Year Plan period. Wang Ming felt that he

There seems to be some disconnect with Yan'an, and the two guards around him don't know anything about it. They just know that there are more and more people in Yan'an recently, the amount of training is getting bigger and bigger, and they can eat enough. It's true.

Full, not half full like before.

Wang Ming came to this so-called industrial development zone and found that it was a large wasteland. The wasteland was surrounded by fences in several places. Some of them had signs hung up, and some were still there. There was a company that was installing machinery that should be the so-called cigarette smoker.

factory, just when Wang Ming was about to step forward, a middle-aged man in a suit saw Wang Ming and said with a smile, "Hello, Chief, are you here to inspect?"

Wang Ming asked calmly, "Are you the boss of this cigarette factory?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Yes, my name is Zhu Wei. I just moved from Shanghai. There is a war in Shanghai. The border area is safer and can support the anti-Japanese battlefield, so I came here.

Ah, thank you so much for the Red Party's care. I used to think you were like Rakshasa ghosts, but now I find that you are all good people. For example, Director Luo, yo, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, hello Director Luo.

ah."

Wang Ming looked back and saw a young man in his twenties, clean and beardless, wearing a patched and ragged military uniform, holding a small book. When he saw Zhu Wei, he smiled and said, "Hey, Boss Zhu, how are you doing?"

,Is everything going well, who is this?"

The guard next to Wang Ming said, "This is Secretary Wang Ming who just returned from the Soviet Union."

Since Wang Ming's position in the Chinese Red Party has not yet been determined at this time, he was elected as a member of the Presidium of the International Executive Committee of the Red Party and an alternate secretary of the Political Secretariat at the Seventh Congress of the International Red Party. In the International Red Party

In the history of the movement, he is the only leader of the Chinese Red Party who can hold this position. Therefore, he is called Secretary.

"Wang Ming!!!" This name can be said to be loud and clear. No one in the Red Party does not know this former supreme leader of the Red Party.

"Hello, Chief!" Director Na Luo saluted quickly.

Wang Ming returned the salute and asked, "Director Luo, do you know the situation in this factory?"

Director Na Luo immediately stood at attention and replied, "Back to the commander, this is a cigarette factory that has just been moved from Shanghai to our border area. The whole factory can accommodate 42 people. The machinery is being debugged. It is expected to be able to produce normally in 15 days."

Wang Ming stared at him and said, "Then let me ask you, does the money earned by this cigarette factory belong to Boss Zhu, or does it belong to the people?"

Director Naluo said nervously, "This belongs to Boss Zhu and the people."

Wang Ming continued to ask, "Whoever owns it belongs to whom. The Stalin model tells us that only when all capital is concentrated can we succeed. Are you not playing the piano randomly?"

Director Luo lowered his head and said, "The central government said that now is an extraordinary period of resistance against Japan, and all forces must be united."

Wang Ming was choked up by these words. He suddenly remembered what Stalin said to him in the Soviet Union.

Wang Ming calmed down and said, "How big is this new factory?"

Director Luo nodded and said, "Now we have a brick factory, a furniture factory, a textile factory, a cigarette factory, and a flour mill here."

Wang Ming asked, "Are they all capitalist companies like this?"

Director Luo shook his head and said, "No, some are run by the town government, some are run by village collectives, but some are private."

Wang Ming nodded, disapproving of such an approach. At this time, a group of militiamen passed by everyone. Wang Ming saw that most of these militiamen were carrying guns, and asked in confusion, "How many guns do we have now?"

How come more than half of the militiamen have guns?"

Director Luo scratched his head and said, "It should be okay. We won many battles in Shanxi and captured a lot."

Wang Ming nodded with understanding. The Red Army was good at increasing troops through seizures, and he understood. However, when he thought of using backward and timid guerrilla warfare, he couldn't help but sneer at Mao Yongzhi's command.

After Wang Ming returned to his residence, he immediately found the comrade who managed the files and asked to see all the war records. After reading them, Wang Ming fell into deep thought, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and went to sleep peacefully.

When Wang Ming arrived the next day, a guard came to him and said, "Hello, Chief, Chairman Mao wants you to go to a meeting immediately."

When Wang Ming heard this, he agreed with him and said with a smile, "Okay, I just want to find him."

The conference room was filled with smoke. Wang Ming strode to the back with a stool. Chairman Mao said, "Comrade Wang Ming is here, and I will start talking. The theme of our meeting today is to continue yesterday's food issue."

"

"Wait a minute." Wang Ming stood up and said, "I want to ask a few questions first."

After speaking, without waiting for Chairman Mao to speak, he waved his hand and said, "Comrades, I have discovered some very serious problems in our border areas. For example, capitalism is prevalent in our border areas. There are many private enterprises appearing in the border areas."

"This is for the anti-Japanese united front! We must unite all forces." Mao Zedong, who managed the economy, immediately stood up and replied.

Wang Ming smiled and said, "Very good, this is good. This is the requirement of the Red Party International and Moscow's requirement. During the special period of the Anti-Japanese War, we must put down everything and serve the overall situation of the Anti-Japanese War. I propose that in the future, everything of our party

All actions and policies must be for the Anti-Japanese War, all must pass through the Anti-Japanese United Front, and all must be subject to the Anti-Japanese War. You must not make your own decisions and undermine the United Front. Anyone who dares to undermine the United Front is a sinner. This must be examined in writing."

Everyone couldn't help but feel a little confused after hearing this. Immediately some comrades stood up and asked, "If you put it this way, if Nanjing wants us to die, should we go too?"

"Are you questioning the highest directive of the Red Party International? Are you questioning the demands of the Soviets? Comrade, please correct your attitude, otherwise, you will make a very serious mistake." Wang Ming immediately replied

.

For a time, everyone was talking about it. Wang Ming continued, "And why should we doubt that the White Party will be detrimental to us? We should realize that now is a new era. There is no distinction between left, center and right, only those who are anti-Japanese and pro-Japanese."

Yes, we should not talk about the principle of independence of the united front. This is also Moscow’s opinion. Do you have any objections?"

As he spoke, Wang Ming slowly scanned the crowd, and everyone he looked at lowered their heads. At this time, Chairman Mao said, "There is something wrong with what Comrade Wang Ming said. Our troops are relatively weak and are mainly engaged in combat."

The method is also based on guerrilla warfare and does not talk about independence. What should these soldiers fighting behind enemy lines do? Who should they listen to?"

Wang Ming said with bright eyes, "Well said, so we should realize that our operations some time ago were completely wrong. I saw that our combat reports were all based on the so-called guerrilla warfare and mobile warfare.

Of the 40,000 to 50,000 troops, no one dares to engage in positional warfare. This is absolutely wrong."

Chairman Mao closed his eyes and said, "Comrade Wang Ming means that we should fight on the battlefield with the Japanese."

Wang Ming shook his head and said, "It's not how we want to fight, it's how we should fight if the United Front asks us to fight. This is also the requirement of the Red Party International. We should realize that our Chinese Red Party has two purposes for resisting Japan. One is

It is to protect China's independence and territorial integrity. What is more important is to prevent Japanese imperialism from launching a war against the Soviet Union. The United Front wants us to fight positional warfare, so we should fight positional warfare. We should not have those petty thoughts. For example, Japan

Imperialism wants to attack the Soviet Union, and the Soviet Union needs our help. Should we also engage in guerrilla warfare? This is an extremely serious mistake."

After finishing speaking, Wang Ming added, "I also discovered that our party has traces of contact with the Trotskyists."

This sentence immediately set off the whole audience. Trotskyism is an extremely special name, a name that represents the bloody storm.

Wang Ming looked at the crowd and said, "We should realize that the Trotskyists are active accomplices of imperialism. Comrade Stalin will never allow anyone who wants to collude with the Trotskyists, and the Red Party International will never allow it."

Chairman Mao slowly tightened his hands. Chen Duxiu came to find him some time ago, hoping to return to the Chinese Red Party. He was considering agreeing to unite other red forces. Chairman Mao smiled and continued, "Is it the Red Party International?"

We should obey all the requirements.”

Wang Ming smiled and said, "Of course."

Chairman Mao nodded and said, "I have a telegram here. Comrade Wang Ming, please read it."

Wang Ming frowned and took it, read it three lines at a glance, and was stunned. It said that he was actually asked to go to Nanjing to contact Chiang Kai-shek's intermediary and be responsible for the liaison work between the Red Party and Nanjing.

Wang Ming looked at Chairman Mao and said, "Is this true?"

Chairman Mao took a puff of cigarette and said, "This is also the request of the Red Party International."

What Wang Ming didn't expect was that Chairman Mao immediately sent a message to the Red Party International after he arrived, asking Wang Ming to be the communication bridge between the Red Party and the White Party. Stalin's original purpose was to allow China to unite and hold back Japan.

, Stalin felt that he had given countless instructions in front of Wang Ming, and Wang Ming's loyalty to the Red Party International had been tested. With Wang Ming as the intermediary, the Chinese Red Party would be able to better achieve its goals.

Call back immediately to agree.

Wang Ming was speechless for a long time. Chairman Mao said, "Since Comrade Wang Ming has no objection, it has been decided that Comrade Wang Ming will be the secretary and the Yangtze River Bureau will be established. Our party's work in the south is progressing very slowly. I

I believe that with Comrade Wang Ming here, we will be able to open up a new situation in the south."

Wang Ming sat down slowly. The things he had carefully prepared all night felt like being hit on cotton. He felt uncomfortable all over, but he immediately laughed: "Yan'an, you are the chairman, and I am the secretary of the Yangtze River Bureau. Where do you want to be?"

The general manager can’t take care of me anymore. That’s fine, I’ll just make some achievements in the south and let you country bumpkins see that my ink is not in vain.”

When Chairman Mao watched Wang Ming flying away from Yan'an with Qin Bangxian and others, he smiled slightly and said to Xiao Wang next to him, "Gods are gods. They fly here and there. We mortals are still here honestly."

Let's do something on the ground." After saying that, he ignored Xiao Wang, who was still confused and didn't know what he meant. He walked into the room and continued his writing. The first line on the paper was four huge

Words - "On Protracted War"

On the other side, Jiang Cheng and Mr. Zhu arrived at an open space together. They only saw a few iron plates placed on the target. Mr. Zhu looked at the recoilless rifle held by the soldier and said, "This is a recoilless rifle. Sure enough,

The real thing looks more powerful."

The first actual combat application of recoilless rifles was the Soviet-Finnish War in 1939-1940, so not many people had seen this new weapon at this time.

Thanks again to Gallagher, who guided Jiang Cheng, who then guided the soldiers. After a while, the soldiers could use it independently. There was only a loud noise, a yellow light flashed from the back of the cannon, and a burst of white smoke.

Floating up, the target on the opposite side had been blown to pieces.

Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "This is a 57MM recoilless rifle with an armor-breaking capability of 70 mm. It is enough to deal with Japanese tanks."

Mr. Zhu nodded, walked to the anti-aircraft machine gun again, fumbled for a while and started shooting at the target. He only heard a sound of "Tong Tong Tong", and saw big holes being punched in the target opposite. Mr. Zhu sighed, "Okay.

Ah, it would be great if we could make weapons like this sometime."

Jiang Cheng put down his hands covering his ears and said, "Come on, after the Battle of Taiyuan, our industrial capabilities will definitely improve significantly. Slowly, we will be able to have everything. After all, we have done it before.

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Mr. Zhu nodded in agreement and said, "That's good. We can definitely do better now. However, there are too many good things in Taiyuan City. We can't move too much. It's a pity. It seems that we can only blow it up in the end."

Already."

When Jiang Cheng heard this, he couldn't help but remember that these were Yan Xishan's hard-earned family fortunes and the blood and sweat of the Chinese people. It would be a pity to give them to the Japanese or blow them up. Is there any way to transport more things?

After Jiang Cheng inspected the weapons with Mr. Zhu, he returned to modern Shanghai after a long absence. At this time, he had left home for almost a month. When Jiang Cheng returned home, it was in the afternoon. Jiang Cheng sat on the sofa and sorted out what happened in Nanjing.
To be continued...