Songdao Trading Company in the public concession is a large-scale trading company. Its president, Songdao Youwei, is the youngest of the seventh generation of the Songdao family that has been doing business for generations. Fifteen years ago, he was ostracized by his elder brothers before the coming-of-age ceremony was held.
In anger only
He came to China to hunt for gold, and now he has become the richest man in the entire Matsushima family. Since he was bullied by his six brothers and ridiculed by family servants since he was a child, Matsushima Youwei, who has a stubborn but extremely tolerant personality, is full of reluctance.
and resentment, much
Years of wandering and struggle have allowed him to develop a cunning and all-pervasive character. However, with his sincere smile and polite conversation, he is deeply loved and trusted by the Japanese concession authorities.
A large number of goods from the island are dumped to China, and it has obtained the franchise right to supply various materials to the Japanese military agencies stationed in Shanghai all year round. Songdao's shops are all over Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and he even has branches in Hankou, Shashi, Chongqing and other places.
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Due to the tense situation, the lights in the Hongkou Dojo no longer lit up. More than 300 samurai from all over Japan put on military uniforms and picked up weapons. After several battles, more than ten people were killed.
Through the window of the villa, Matsushima glanced at the dark sign of the dojo diagonally opposite. He slightly opened the skirt of his kimono with the words "Matsushima Maru" printed on it to cool his chest, which was starting to become bloated, and lifted it up.
He drank the wine glass in one gulp without looking at his wife who was kneeling and serving him respectfully on the side of the low table, as if saying to himself:
"Chinese wine is better and more delicious than Japanese sake... It seems that the price will become more expensive in the future. Once the war cuts off trade routes and impedes logistics, the price will naturally go up... Sachiko, did you hear what I said?"
Sachiko buried his head lower: "Hey! Sachiko didn't pay attention for a moment... Sachiko was thinking that after the army requisitioned our sixty strong clerks, they then requisitioned seven trucks from our trading company. In the past few days, the servants
Complaining that they are working very hard, the turnover has also been reduced exponentially..."
"Baga, shut up!"
Matsushima slammed the table angrily: "This is a woman's opinion! It's purely a woman's opinion! Sixty young people from our hometown of Shikoku were chosen by the Imperial Japanese Army. That is their honor. It is
The honor of our trading company is the honor of my Songdao family! As long as everything goes well
After occupying Shanghai, the next step will be to occupy Nanjing, Suzhou and Hangzhou, the populous and very prosperous emerging city of Old Nanchang, and the important commercial ports along the Yangtze River. Our goods will be able to flow unimpeded throughout China, and our turnover will be thousands.
A ten thousand times increase.
There is a Chinese proverb that goes well: If you don’t have long-term worries, you will have immediate worries! You...you should read more Chinese books when you have time. In the 12 years since you came to China, you have given birth to four children, and you still can’t speak smoothly.
Reading the Chinese version of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", I am really ashamed of you."
"But... we have to take care of our future interests, and we can't relax in business now! Trading companies are very difficult now, especially in recent times. Due to the serious shortage of manpower, I have to show my face. Now even the two remaining large trucks
We can only hire Chinese shop assistants to drive...I can't believe that
The Chinese clerk named Yang Jinbiao, there have been rumors in the store that this man goes to prostitutes every night with the high salary we give him, and every time he looks at our Japanese women, he looks very lustfully. He does not look at the face, only looks at the breasts, lower body and
Thigh, all the women in the neighborhood are very disgusted with him... let’s fire him, okay?”
Sachiko made the request angrily. Seeing that the wine glass in front of her husband was empty, she quickly walked up to her husband and poured the wine diligently.
Songdao didn't feel dissatisfied, he raised his head and laughed: "Men, this is how it should be, otherwise there will be no vitality and passion. If a man looks at your breasts, lower body and thighs, it proves that your body is fatally attractive to the opposite sex.
Li, you women are not good at what you say and what you mean.
Are you really unhappy? Haha... I'm really unhappy. Okay, stop frowning. When the next batch of shop assistants arrive from Japan, I will send this Yang Jinbiao to Ishikawa-kun in the military department.
, Ishikawa-kun also likes this person, we can’t keep him even if we want to!
You don’t know that Yang Jinbiao’s other identity is a thug of the Hui Gang in Shanghai. This Hui Gang is complex in composition and opposes both the Nanjing government and the Japanese Empire. Its gang leader Wang Qingyu (Wang Yaqiao) has planned to assassinate Chiang Kai-shek for many years.
Song Dynasty, assassinating Wang De and other assassins, is world-famous. Since September 18 last year, he has begun to support the anti-Japanese war in a high-profile manner, supported Ma Zhanshan in resisting our army's occupation of Manchuria, and sent his apprentice Sheng Yu to the Northeast to organize an anti-Japanese volunteer army. It can be said that
It was a heinous crime. However, many people in the Hui Gang had a good impression of us. Yang Jinbiao was named and warned for complaining, and he came to work in my shop in anger. Yang Jinbiao is tall and handsome, and has good abilities. Although he cannot read, he can speak.
He speaks Japanese and can speak a little English. What is rare is that he is ruthless to his Chinese compatriots and has a strong sense of identification with our Imperial Japanese Empire. He has raised a good hunting dog that can become our Imperial Japanese Army!"
"So that's it... Sachiko understands."
Sachiko lowered his head again and bowed deeply.
Songdao nodded with satisfaction, picked up the wine glass and suddenly remembered something, and put it down again: "Have you finished the batch of canned fish delivered to the military camp?"
"It's coming soon. I heard from the logistics manager Xiaolu that the shipment will be completed tonight at the latest, and the military logistics officer will deliver all the payment to the store tomorrow afternoon." Sachiko replied with a smile.
Matsushima laughed with satisfaction, touched his chin and nodded repeatedly: "Hey! The military and our Matsushima trading company are really close to each other, haha! Come on, come on, Sachiko, come to me, take off your clothes, and let me touch you.
You look very lazy recently, maybe you have my son in your belly again..."
At eleven o'clock in the evening, a fully loaded truck slowly drove out of the No. 17 warehouse of Wharf, turned onto the road along the river, gradually accelerated, and headed towards the Japanese Concession. When entering the first intersection in the city, a street suddenly rushed out on the right.
A rickshaw came. The truck braked suddenly and made a sharp sound. It almost
The rickshaw driver was frightened and he swerved hurriedly. Unexpectedly, the rickshaw turned sideways in the middle of the road because of the suddenness. The passengers in suits and leather suits who were sitting in the car fell to the middle of the wet road together with the driver, lying on the ground struggling.
He groaned but couldn't get up. It looked like he had fallen badly.
Yang Jinbiao, who was tall and wearing a short black silk suit, was furious. He opened the door and jumped out of the car. He approached the coachman and beat him severely. The passengers in suits and leather shoes got up and quickly stepped forward to dissuade him and sat in the passenger seat.
The Japanese soldier who got on the escort car rushed out of the car angrily, picked up his rifle and gave the butt of the rifle to the young man who was trying to stop the fight, beating the young man until he said "Wow"
"Wow!" he screamed and fell to the ground, holding his injured shoulder with tears streaming down his face. The unlucky driver who was hit without turning around was beaten into a ball and was lifted high by the powerful Yang Jinbiao.
Throwing it out with force, the young man screamed, and was pinned down by the unconscious coachman whose face was covered with blood. His hands and feet were flailing around, and he was crying and begging for mercy, but he couldn't get up.
The Japanese soldier who was talking about "Baga" just now was so satisfied that he gave Yang Jinbiao a thumbs up and praised loudly in Japanese: "Mr. Yang, you are very good. Your martial arts are first-rate, and your loyalty to our imperial army is even more commendable."
! Good fight, clean and tidy, haha..."
"Thank you, Oda-kun. It's an honor for me, Yang Jinbiao, to serve the Imperial Army of Japan. Let's go back. This is the last load of goods. It's probably late at night after unloading the goods at the military camp. Oda-kun is tired.
It’s been a long day, and you should take a good rest. How about I treat you to a drink?”
Yang Jinbiao respectfully smiled and made a gesture of invitation, and soon climbed into the cab with the satisfied Japanese soldier and started the car. The disgusted Yang Jinbiao was not satisfied, he increased the accelerator, turned the steering wheel, and suddenly crashed into the rickshaw that fell on the road.
, the rickshaw flew more than ten meters with a "pop" sound, and hit the huge sycamore tree next to the sidewalk opposite. After a "crack" noise, it fell apart. The Japanese soldiers and Yang Jinbiao in the car looked at each other and laughed, speeding up.
And go.
As the car drove away, two agile figures suddenly rushed out from the darkness of the sparsely populated street. They helped the young man and the driver on the ground and asked anxiously.
The driver sat up and wiped the blood from his head and face with his sleeves, glanced in the direction of the truck, said "poof", turned to the young man who helped him up, and asked in a low voice: "Site, have the explosives been loaded?"
?”
"Team leader, please rest assured. Thirty kilograms of explosives can just fit into the space between the fuel tank and the inside of the girder. It is very stable without reinforcement. I also want to thank Brother Wings for the drawings and information provided. It's exactly right!"
Demoman Chen Shishi, who had become a coolie, replied in a low voice.
"You damn Wang Lin, just press me down, your elbow is just touching my urination area, I'm struggling desperately, you damn Wang Lin just won't move, oh..." said the colonel, who was wearing a suit that was already dirty.
Guan Zhangyang covered his lower body and squatted in the puddle, grinning.
When the brothers saw this, they wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh. The squad leader Leng Jiang helped Zhang Yang and persuaded him in a low voice: "If you don't let the commander come, the commander will come anyway. There is nothing you can do about it! Let's go, don't delay, the car is here."
Turn the corner, let's go back and have a cup of tea, I guess we'll hear the noise."
At 12:15, the entrance of the munitions warehouse of the Japanese military camp in Hongkou was busy, but not noisy. More than 30 Japanese soldiers lined up in two teams, unloading boxes of canned fish from Japan from the truck compartment in a relay manner.
, the driver Yang Jinbiao was talking to Xiaolu, the director of the trading company who came to sign
I was smoking and chatting with the captain quartermaster. In a row of military camps more than 20 meters south of the warehouse, there was still a faint dim light. Doctors and nurses in white coats came in and out from time to time. The painful groans of more than two hundred wounded people were faint.
It was reported that there were sentries with loaded guns and ammunition standing guard at both the north and south exits.
After chatting for a while, Xiaolu asked respectfully: "Yamazaki-kun, I heard that Major Dubin of the Yoshino Battalion was unfortunately seriously injured in this battle?"
"Yeah, I really didn't expect that the Chinese army would dare to resist so stubbornly. Alas! Major Murakami was also injured. A refracted stray bullet jumped up from the railway track and hit him squarely on the neck. He rescued more than a dozen people.
It’s not easy to finally survive after an hour!” The quartermaster looked at the wounded barracks and shook his head slightly.
"It's so unfortunate—"
"The Chinese people must pay for their blood debt with blood——"
"..."
"I wish your army will capture Shanghai as soon as possible——"
"boom--"
As soon as Yang Jinbiao's flattering voice fell, an earth-shattering explosion suddenly sounded. The moment the flames emerged, the torn pieces of the entire truck shot out, and dazzling beams of light and thick smoke rose into the sky. Yang Jinbiao, Xiaolu,
The quartermaster, more than 30 Japanese troops unloading the goods, together with the truck fragments and the entire warehouse, were all reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.
With the help of thirty kilograms of high explosives and fuel tank gasoline, the huge shock wave destroyed all buildings within a fifty-meter radius. Steel fragments and body parts were thrown hundreds of meters away. The two walls of the military camp collapsed like paper.
The large warehouse and the wounded barracks twenty meters away were almost completely destroyed.
Lost, raging flames flew everywhere, igniting many surrounding houses. Most of the glass windows within two hundred meters were instantly shattered. Bricks, broken wood, and countless debris scattered like a torrential rain, making bursts of "crackling" sounds.
"The sound caused the whole Shanghai to wake up at the moment when the sky and the earth shook.
After the loud noise, the siren sounded shrilly, soaring into the sky, the Japanese community was in flames, wailing and crying were loud, and several messy gunshots added to the tense and fearful atmosphere.
Immediately in the public concession and the French concession, sirens and whistles rang out. Frightened people, running soldiers and police filled the streets. Fire trucks and liaison vehicles started roaring, and the phones of embassies and consulates from various countries rang.
All the ships on the Huangpu River turned on their lights, and the entire city of Shanghai was shrouded in endless terror.
The British consul woke up from his sleep and stood panic-stricken in front of the broken window. Facing the biting cold wind, he looked nervously in the direction of Hongkou. There were mixed footsteps and shouts in the American consulate. The chaotic voices asked loudly whether it was China.
The army has moved in?
In the Du Mansion, Du Yuesheng, who put on his coat, quickly walked into the front hall, reached out to reject the tea offered by the servant, and anxiously asked his disciples Wan Molin and Xin Yi: "What's going on? What's going on?"
"There was an unprecedentedly violent explosion in the Japanese Concession. There was no other sign of fighting. After a few shots were fired, they were all shouting for help. I guess the Japanese are in bad luck." Wan Molin answered with some confusion.
Du Yuesheng pondered for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "This loud noise was so loud that my bed shook several times. Is such a powerful explosion a malicious revenge?"
Xin Yi and Wan Molin looked at each other, thought for a moment, took a step forward, and said in a low voice: "It's not like that, although the headquarters of the 19th Route Army was blown up, they would not think of such extreme means of revenge. Such means
More like the hands of our Jianghu Gang
Pen... could it be Wang Jiuguang (characterized by Wang Yaqiao) of the Hui Gang who took action? He hates evil and hates the Japanese with all his heart. It is not surprising that he has such a skill, or else the Japanese were careless in transporting arms and exhausted themselves.
It’s a disaster.”
"Well, these are all possible..." Du Yuesheng pondered and nodded. Suddenly he remembered something and raised his head to ask Xin Yi: "Didn't Commander An arrive at the front line secretly? Have you contacted them in the past two days?"
"No, since I received the five new cars from Commander An's office three days ago, I haven't had any contact with them yet."
Xin Yi looked calm and spoke calmly. He was as usual, with no abnormalities at all.
Du Yuesheng sighed: "Sigh... I'm afraid the world is going to be in chaos. Let me inform the people below to calm down during this period and stay at home honestly. Don't go out and cause trouble."
"As you command!"
Wan Molin and Xin Yi quietly retreated, and Du Yuesheng walked out of the balcony on the second floor, looking at the Japanese Concession with blazing fire and thick smoke, shaking his head.
In Yiyuan, not far from Du Mansion, nine brothers, including Yang Fei, Zhang Yang, and Liu Hao, sat around and raised glasses to celebrate.
Yang Fei picked up the wine, stood up and faced Chen Shishi: "Lieutenant Chen, thank you, you made my brothers An Jiajun and the 19th Route Army smell bad."
Chen Shishi stood up quickly: "No no! As a soldier, I am deeply honored to be selected into the special operations team... Master, thank you, Master, I give you a toast!"
The short colonel instructor Han Xianzhi laughed: "Sit down, what are you being polite about? Sir Yang, please sit down... If you really want to thank me, don't thank me Han, but thank Commander Yang for his careful and complete plan, and thank our commander for your gift."
Thank you for your courage and courage, and thank you for our strong backing - all the brothers in the Anjia Army!"
"Well said! Old Han, drink!"
"drink!"
The brothers raised their glasses and drank. Zhang Yang, who had put on a clean nightgown, leaned back lazily and said, "Old Han, when did you become so polite?"
Han Xianzhi put down his cup and laughed at himself: "I stay with a group of instructors all day long. The students in the last year are also more educated and well-educated than the original students, so I can't always curse. To paraphrase the commander, it should be
It has kept pace with the times, haha!”
Everyone burst out laughing. After Zhang Yang finished laughing, he suddenly asked: "What do you think the commander is doing now?"
"Look at the fireworks!" Liu Hao said and smiled slightly.
The brothers were stunned for a moment and then laughed heartily again. Liu Hao waited for the brothers to finish laughing and said solemnly: "I suggest ordering all groups to return. Except for the third group, all return to the newspaper's printing plant and distribution office.
If we work as temporary workers, the Japanese are likely to launch crazy revenge starting tomorrow, so we have to pay attention to concealment. In addition, concentrating is conducive to the communication of actions, and the next action may be more difficult and dangerous."
Yang Fei nodded: "Agree, let each group implement it!"
"yes!"
"Hey, hey, what am I doing?" Zhang Yang asked.
Liu Hao replied kindly: "You will go back to your home at dawn and spread rumors when you go back. Do you understand? This is also a very heavy task, and it has to be done by you, the son of a celebrity in Shanghai."
Zhang Yang cursed with some frustration: "Damn it, I'm a colonel and a military quartermaster, but I actually went out to spread rumors and seduce people..."
"Do you have any objections? Okay, I will ask the commander for instructions to let you go back." Yang Fei said seriously.
"No, no! No! I'm willing, right? I've been away from home for so long and I haven't been back yet. Besides, I have to meet the girl I have chosen at home! All of you guys
Now that I have a wife and children, I can’t be too left behind, right..."