Revolution 1938

At dawn, today's Xi'an looks a little gloomy. Instead of the bright sun in the past, some chilly wind blows not only in the entire northwest region in June, but also in the hearts of some people in Xi'an. These people almost They are all foreigners with blue eyes and fair skin.

Xi'an, Xingshan Temple West Street, on the second floor of American Chase & Co., there was a slightly old man standing in front of the window looking at the slightly bleak clouds rolling in the sky outside. Ogasa Shinichi who almost became a piggy.

At this time, the door behind him was pushed open, and a fashionable oriental girl walked in, and put a plate of western breakfast on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"Mr. Ogasa, you are up! Breakfast is here. You can go up to the rooftop after you finish eating. Mr. Smit is waiting for you."

"Ok!"

Seeing that Xiaoli Xinyi agreed, the girl turned around and left the room, and gently closed the door behind her.

Xiao Li Xinyi walked to the coffee table, took a sip of the glass of milk, this year there is no pasteurization method, there is always some strange smell in the milk, this makes Xiao Li Xin Yi not used to it.

After taking two sips and eating half a fried egg, Xiaoli Xinyi picked up the suit next to the sofa and put it on on his body. It was sent to him by the Americans early this morning, although the bearded American who saved him treated him That's fine, but he also knows what Americans want.

After gesticulating in front of the mirror for a while, and trimming his beard with a razor, Xiao Lixin sighed slightly, then walked out of the room and walked to the rooftop.

At this time, he didn't realize that the fashionable girl who just brought him breakfast was standing at the other end of the corridor, and when his figure disappeared in the corridor, she turned around and walked downstairs...

"Mr. Smit, I heard you are looking for me?"

"Ah, Mr. Ogasa, good morning, how did you sleep last night?"

"Thanks to you, yesterday was the most comfortable night I have slept in recently."

"That's good. I'm afraid Mr. Ogasa won't get used to it. I've always heard that you Japanese don't sleep with Simmons. I think it makes you lose your fighting spirit."

"Hehe, it's true that the Japanese like tatami, but the reason why they don't use Simmons is too far-fetched, but I'm used to sleeping with Simmons."

"Oh, I heard Mr. Ogasa talk about them. Doesn't Mr. Ogasa agree with the current Japanese government?"

"Now? Hehe, I'm actually from Taiwan, but I just became a Japanese citizen, so I have a Japanese name, and my Chinese name is Zheng Xinyi."

"Oh? Would you like some coffee?"

Hearing Xiaoli Shinichi, no, it should be Zheng Xinyi, the bearded Smit was a little surprised, but he didn't think it was strange. He just poured two cups of coffee from the coffee pot that had been boiled on one side, and greeted Zheng Xinyi. sit down.

"Then, I'll just call you Mr. Zheng, it doesn't make much difference to me, by the way, Mr. Zheng, I just want to tell you something.

My people rushed to Anjiahe Village overnight to find out, but they didn't find the Master An you mentioned, but there is a Master Shen. "

"how is this possible?"

"Hehe, nothing is impossible in this place in the northwest. It is said that the Labor Party went to the original An's house on the afternoon you were sold as a piglet by them, and then they seemed to find something, so they took Master An away. After that, Master An's daughter seems to be married to the current Master Shen's son, and after that, there will be no Master An, only Master Shen."

"Master Shen, I don't remember this person!"

"Hehe, it's said that he was the butler of Mr. An. I've heard this kind of story a lot since I've been here for so many years. It's not surprising."

Hearing that Mr. An was unlucky, Zheng Xinyi didn't know how to evaluate this matter at this time, looked up at the gloomy sky, and could only remain silent.

"Well, today's weather is indeed not very good, and it must be in the same mood as you are now, but I think we have reached an agreement, don't you think we should say something?"

"Mr. Smit, if I say that I am a person from the future, or that the Labor Party is from the future, do you believe it?"

"Okay, Mr. Zheng, let's stop joking. Do you think this kind of joke makes sense?"

Hearing what Smit said, Zheng Xinyi shrugged, and then said.

"Okay, no kidding, I'm actually just a fisherman who was attracted by the Japanese as their intelligence officer to obtain intelligence."

"Intel from the Labor Party?"

"How to put it, maybe, in fact, my main task is to pay attention to the changes in the situation in Dawan, and the Labor Party only got involved by accident."

"What about this time?"

"This time it was because someone I followed got on a Labor Party boat and I had to follow, and then I got here."

"So, Mr. Zheng doesn't know the situation of the Labor Party in Puhai?"

"That's not necessarily the case, it depends on what you asked?"

"I want to know, is it true that the Japanese army in Puhai was wiped out by these workers?"

"Of course, otherwise, who else would be? How could those Japanese be the opponents of the Labor Party? They are decades behind!"

"Really, did you see it with your own eyes?"

"Hehe, I drove a truck to collect the corpses for the devils, how could I not know."

"Mr. Zheng, why are you also a Japanese citizen, so Japan is too disrespectful."

"Hehe, I'm actually from Dawan, and my surname is Zheng!"

"..."

Speaking of which, there was a bit of silence on the rooftop. After the two drank coffee for a while, Smit signaled to the servant on the side to bring up a bottle of whiskey.

"Whiskey? Whole malt!"

"Oh? Is there any ice?"

"It seems that Mr. Zheng is also a like-minded person."

Then he snapped his fingers to ask the servant to fetch ice cubes.

"Mr. Zheng, if I ask you to evaluate, what is the main difference between the Japanese army and these workers' armies?"

"The difference? Mr. Smit, I'm just a crew member, and I'm just a fisherman to put it bluntly before. I can know the details of the army.

But if you want to talk about the difference.Today's Japanese, all together may not be able to defeat a group army of the Workers' Party.The most typical is that the Labor Party now basically walks without legs. "

"what?"

"The Labor Party has been thoroughly mechanized, as you say."

"how is this possible?"

"Is there anything impossible? I was recruited by the Labor Party to be a truck driver. Just like that, the Labor Party still thinks there are not enough drivers."

"Where did they get so much oil?"

"It was shipped together on the ship. When we arrived in Puhai, there were several oil tankers in the fleet."

"Okay, what you said is indeed a little incredible. Then let me ask the last question. I heard that these workers' parties in Puhai were established with the help of the Soviets?"

When this question came out, Zheng Xinyi obviously felt a little emotional. He held his cup and looked at the sky for a long time, and then he said it slowly.

"Although I don't know much about this period of history, without the Soviets, there really shouldn't be these Labor Parties. Perhaps, if you ask Baldy Jiang, he should be more touched."

"Baldy Jiang?"

"It's the Generalissimo Jiang you mentioned, hehehe!"

At this time, Zheng Xinyi looked at the sky with an inadvertent smile on his face after saying this. In his heart, perhaps such an answer is the answer that Americans really want.But this smile was not noticed by Smit, who was staring at the wine glass.

There was a little silence again, and suddenly, Smit raised his head and said to Zheng Xinyi.

"Mr. Zheng, thank you for your help, maybe I will ask you more questions in the future."

"It's okay, you saved me, I accept your love, as long as I know, I will talk endlessly. But when can I leave here and go to the United States?"

"When we come back from Yan'an, it will be fine. You can live here in the near future, and someone will take care of your daily life."

"Well, it's okay, I haven't had a good rest for a long time."

With that said, Zheng Xin walked off the rooftop together, and went back to his room to sleep back in the cage.Smit, on the other hand, was still sitting there drinking his whiskey.

Not long after, the door to the roof was opened again, and a small man came over.

"Smit, why are you so leisurely? Are you okay today?"

"Just finished talking with that person, what news do you have?"

"The Germans got some Puhai equipment a few days ago. It is said to be very important. The person in charge of Siemens in Xi'an got it and shipped it to Berlin. Now they are in Wuhan preparing to take the train to Guangdong."

"How important is it?"

"According to our people inside the Germans, when the equipment was transported, the Germans said that these were more important than their lives."

"Really, in that case, let them pay some of their lives. Contact the British and let them contribute, and then we will share the equipment together. The Yangtze River is their traditional sphere of influence."

"Okay, no problem. I'll wait to make arrangements. Our people are already waiting in Guangzhou. We can do it ourselves."

"No, no, for the Germans, we Americans don't need to do it ourselves. The British hate them even more. That mustache in Germany has almost destroyed the interests of the British in Northeast Europe. Why should we take the lead?"

"Okay, then I'll talk to the British later. By the way, how about it? Do you have any reliable information about the man you rescued yesterday?"

"It was confirmed that he escaped from Puhai, and he also found out his real identity. Let us confirm with the help of the people inside the Japanese. In addition, he made it clear that the Japanese can't compete with Puhai's industry. Party, so we may need to adjust our attitude towards the Japanese. In addition, he also confirmed that these Labor Parties were created by the Soviets."

"The Soviets, are they really so capable? According to the news from our north, the Soviets in Manchuria were beaten badly by the Japanese, and they have already lost several divisions."

"Yeah, the news is contradictory, so we still need to go to Yan'an in person."

"Well, I'm already in contact with Yan'an and hope to make the trip as soon as possible."

As he spoke, the little man drank the wine in his hand in one gulp, and then left the rooftop, leaving Smit alone again.

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