The policeman said that there are always troubles on the four streets here because Northeastern students who are exiled in Tianjin often parade in these streets.
Students are always at the forefront of the times.
When the Northeastern Army arrived in the Pass, it can be said that they did not resist the Japanese, or it could be said that they fought with the Japanese army and were forced to withdraw to the Pass.
However, the students were unwilling to become slaves of the subjugated country and took the initiative to enter the customs. Shang Zhen and the others had first-hand experience of the loss of their home and country, but after all, their understanding of their home and country was not as good as those of these students. Those students would naturally wake up more people to participate in anti-Japanese activities.
If there are demonstrations to resist Japan, there will be those who undermine the resistance. What's more, what agreement has the Nationalist Government signed with the Japanese army to ban all anti-Japanese activities? But will the students care about this? If they were afraid of the government they wouldn't hold the march.
So a contradiction arises.
If that's all, that's it. After all, the Nationalist Government is far away in Nanjing and is beyond its reach.
However, as the Japanese army occupied Rehe, some underground forces of the Japanese army had also penetrated here, and some traitors were secretly plotting against those students.
Several cases occurred some time ago, in which female students were bullied or kidnapped by gangsters. When the local police investigated, they found that there were Japanese people behind them.
Shang Zhen and his company were transferred to Tianjin Guards along with the troops, mostly to protect the safety of those students.
However, the students were not always marching. For a while, Shang Zhen and the others were just wandering around these streets every day.
In other words, they just don't go out on the streets. If something happens to someone, the police will naturally come to them.
With more free time, Shang Zhen told his men that although we are wearing casual clothes now, we must also pay attention to military discipline and not stare at the thighs of women wearing cheongsam all the time.
In addition, they should hide the short guns they brought. After all, they were plainclothes this time, so the brigade commander Liu Chengyi gave each of them a short gun.
It was undoubtedly an extremely pleasant thing to hang out with other people coming off the battlefield throughout the day.
But Shang Zhen, who had always paid attention to his training, felt that he had nothing to do when he saw that he could no longer exercise. After thinking about it, he bought a newspaper from the newspaper boy and read it.
Shang Zhen was serious about everything he did, but he took this opportunity to learn culture. He even bought a "Kangxi Dictionary" and looked it up in the dictionary when he encountered a word he didn't know.
Unconsciously, a week passed, and Shang Zhen learned a few more words, and at the same time he was able to understand the news in the newspaper.
On this day, he took another newspaper and squatted on the street to read it. Mr. Wang was laughing next to him: "You are a good reader of newspapers. Everyone reads the news. You have been here for a week, so you only read that one." "
Shang Zhen also laughed when he heard this, and replied proudly: "I finally recognized all the words in this newspaper and remembered them!"
"Really or not?" Mr. Wang didn't believe it. He looked at the densely packed words on the newspaper in Shang Zhen's hand and felt his scalp numb. If he was asked to read the newspaper, it would be better to let him touch the barrel of a gun.
"If you don't believe me, just ask!" Shang Zhen said confidently.
"Then tell me what the words in it are?" Mr. Wang reached out and casually pointed at the seam of the newspaper.
"It has been passed down from our ancestors for three generations that a golden gun can never pour medicine." Shang Zhen read seriously.
Shang Zhen's look immediately made Mr. Wang laugh: "You look very serious when reading the newspaper, but the content is not very serious!"
Shang Zhen laughed.
The two of them were talking when they heard faint slogans in the distance. The two people squatting on the roadside stood up and looked in the direction of the slogans. Then they saw A team of students appeared at the street corner.
Before the two of them could make any guesses, a local next to them said, "Students are starting to march again."
At this time, a passerby said: "These students are the same, why are they here?"
Then someone else explained: "Isn't this Northeast occupied by the Japanese?"
"That's the cowards of their Northeastern Army. A runaway general leads a bunch of cowards!"
Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao naturally listened to these conversations, but they didn't even exchange glances.
Since they arrived at Tianjin Wei, they have more or less heard such words. What is the use of arguing about this kind of thing? After all, facts must speak for themselves.
They just said how many Japanese soldiers they killed. There are still people in the Northeast resisting the Japanese invaders. Do people believe it?
At this time, Shang Zhen and the others were looking at the intersection. They could clearly see the student team. There were people in the front holding big paper speakers, and there were people in the back holding small flags. They could also hear the slogans they were shouting. Extremely clear.
Shang Zhen didn't know how the locals would feel after hearing these slogans, but when he heard the Northeastern accent shouting "Down with the Japanese invaders", "Unite as one to fight against the outside world" and "Fight back to our hometown", he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
When they came to Tianjin Wei, what they saw this week was the singing and dancing here, and the foreign concession patrols showing off their power. It seemed that the people here had forgotten that there was still a piece of land in the north that belonged to China. A big land, with thousands of suffering compatriots on that land.
They are both Chinese, and Shang Zhen and the others also felt the same hatred against the Japanese when they fought against the Japanese with the southerners who were not from the northeast and were from the northwest. However, Yue is his hometown and Ming people are his hometown relatives. Now they hear themselves on the ground of Tianjin Wei as Northeasterners. The accent makes my eyes sore.
Yes, just like the slogan shouted by the student, when can people like me go back to their hometowns? When can the people in my hometown see Wang Shibeiding?
Shang Zhen couldn't help but take a deep breath. Since the students came to the parade, their task also came. This was not the time to just listen to the fellow villagers giving speeches. He looked at both sides of the speech team.
They say they are a company, but they are actually a platoon of people.
Of course it would be too conspicuous if people from the same platoon gathered together, so Shang Zhen divided his people into several groups, and mixed in with the pedestrians on the roadside in groups of two or three.
It was students' business to parade and give speeches, but they hid in the crowd and pretended to be audience members to look for those suspicious people who might be harmful to the students.
Shang Zhen just glanced at the students who walked in, and then turned his attention to the surrounding passers-by.
Since starting this mission, he and Wang Laomao have been very careful when talking. They don't want the locals around them to recognize that they have Northeastern accents, and they even put on disguises.
Mr. Wang wore a top hat, while Shang Zhen wore a peaked cap. He also carried a satchel with his box cannon in it.
But at this time, Mr. Wang whispered: "Boss Shang, do you think those students can be here?"
