Chapter 42 Worrying about autumn rain and wet yellow flowers

But now is not the time to do it, because there is no one in hand. There are no guns or cannons, and the enemy will not give them to us, but we can buy them ourselves.At that time, the main purchase of arms was in Japan, and Zhou Laisu, a student studying in Japan, was in charge. He contacted the Japanese Ronin and Black Dragon Association to purchase firearms and bullets. Black Dragon Society, isn't it the underworld?How to get involved with it? You have to figure out that this is not buying a toy gun, how can you be aboveboard?It can only be purchased secretly through the underworld underground organization.Besides, there is nothing wrong with using the underworld to deal with the underworld, using the black against the black, and fighting the poison with the poison.

The ammunition was transported from Japan to Hong Kong for centralized storage, because Hong Kong is a tax-free port, and the terminal generally does not check passenger luggage. Zhou Laisu set off with his first batch of arms, a total of 115 pistols and 4,000 rounds of ammunition, all stuffed into two bulging suitcases.This is really a technical job, Zhou Laisu is really good at it. But just as he was about to leave, news suddenly came out that Hong Kong had recently inspected the luggage of the American President ship. Unfortunately, Zhou Laisu was on board the President of the United States.

what to do? Change of ship, time does not allow; refund of tickets, comrades do not allow, all waiting helplessly. The only feasible option is to change the ticket and change the normal class to first class. Do you want to enjoy the revolution? No, first class is a status symbol, such people generally do not check. The President of the United States set sail from Yokohama, and all comrades were waiting with anxiety.Finally, the ship was anchored safely in Hong Kong, and no one checked at the pier, so everything was safe and sound. The comrades let out a long sigh of relief, surrounded by the hero Zhou Laisu who risked his life to triumph.Stretching out enthusiastic hands, they said one sentence in unison: Congratulations on your triumphant return, and the ammunition is brought.

Zhou Laisu shed tears of excitement, and the deep friendship of the comrades was extremely warm. He vividly described the moving scene on the ship. Since hearing the bad news about the inspection, Zhou Laisu has been thinking hard on the boat.For the long-term plan of the revolution and for the grand ideal of Brother Huang, he finally made a difficult decision. The decision was so difficult that it had to be done secretly in the middle of the night.Zhou Laisu struggled to move the two suitcases to the deck, muttering silently: "Arms are precious, and safety is more expensive; if you want to save your life, you have to throw away the ammunition." He gazed affectionately at the blue sea, Without hesitation and no regrets, he waved his hand and threw all the general fire into the vast sea.Of course, the carry-on luggage is still not willing to throw away.

After listening to Zhou Laisu's moving report on safety deeds, all the comrades gave thumbs up, of course down: "Coward, I despise you!" From then on, Zhou Laisu was renamed, and comrades affectionately called him "Zhou Diuhai". The first batch of ammunition was so yellow. Zhou Diuhai couldn't carry the arms anymore, and another student studying in Japan, Wu Yongshan, was in charge. He was decisive, bold and careful, so there shouldn't be any mistakes. For the sake of safety, every time Wu Yongshan buys arms in Japan, Wu Yongshan connects them separately and carries them separately.

Once, Wu Yongshan bought 2,000 rounds of ammunition.On the way back, unfortunately, it was raining cats and dogs. Wu Yongshan was walking in the rain with an umbrella in hand, wearing Japanese-style high-footed wooden clogs, 1,000 rounds of ammunition tied to each armpit, and a kimono outside.The road skates are high, and if you are not careful, you will fall down. Unfortunately, he ran into something more dangerous than falling. A policeman in front walked slowly. Wu Yongshan didn't dare to leave quickly, fearing that the police would find out his flaws, so she had no choice but to take her time.

What was even more unfortunate was that another policeman came behind and caught Wu Yongshan in the middle. Wu Yongshan didn't dare to walk slowly, fearing that the police behind would catch up, so she had to speed up her pace. I am afraid that if I walk too fast, I will be noticed by you; I am afraid that if I walk too slowly, I will be overtaken by you. This kind of walking is too embarrassing. I can neither walk fast nor walk slowly, what should I do? It's very simple, just turn to the side. Wu Yongshan seized the opportunity and turned into an alley next to her. Finally, she got rid of the policemen who were attacking her and brought the bullet back to her residence.

Relying on courage and luck, Wu Yongshan transported four batches of arms to Hong Kong without any risk. The fifth batch of arms began to set off. But no one expected that this last batch of munitions would cause so much and so much trouble, and its thrilling level far surpassed Zhou Diuhai's safety deeds report meeting. A total of 120 pistols were transported in this last batch of ammunition. Wu Yongshan was really good at stuffing them into a suitcase that was no more than three feet long and no more than a few inches thick.It is convenient but not light. The seemingly small suitcase is extremely heavy in the hand. If you are not careful, you will fall down even if you are not careful.

The trouble was still to come. At that time, the suitcase was consigned from Tokyo to Yokohama, and then went to sea from Yokohama.I don't know who was careless, but took the wrong number for the baggage claim, and was detained as soon as I arrived in Yokohama. If you want to get it back, you have to explain clearly what is in the suitcase, and you have to open it and count it on the spot, and you can take it away after checking.This is the basic procedure for getting back your own things, and everyone understands it.But the purpose of smuggling arms is to make everyone ignorant, the less ignorant the better, as soon as you open the suitcase, everything will be yellow.

Wu Yongshan had to find another way. He first bought a suitcase of exactly the same size, color, and style. It was stuffed full of things, and it was terribly heavy to lift. Do you want to drop the package? right.But how to drop the package? Wu Yongshan came to the Consulate of the Qing government in Yokohama with a fake suitcase, found a friend who was a secretary, and entrusted him to write a letter of guarantee in the name of the consulate, brought the suitcase back and temporarily stored it in the consulate, and then quietly dropped the bag. The secretary was about to write a letter when trouble struck again.

The troublemaker was the Consul. He was an honest and selfless diplomat who would never allow the public to seek personal gain, and would never tarnish the reputation of himself and the country, so he refused. There was no other way, so Wu Yongshan asked a quick-minded young man to go to the station to try his luck and play by ear.The young man's name is Chen Ce, he is only eighteen years old, and he is a member of the alliance. If Chen Ce can successfully complete the task, will he be Zhou Diuhai's second? Chen Ce is still thinking hard, what is the best way to get back the suitcase? Before departure, Chen Ce specially dressed up, combed his hair straight, wore a neat suit, and polished his leather shoes. It was late at night when we arrived at the station, and all the luggage had been taken away.Only the suitcase full of pistols was left standing there alone, under the special supervision of a station policeman. Chen Ce said with emotion: The Japanese are really responsible, but I would rather you be sloppy now, and it is better to be Ma Daha. The battle has begun, a lip-smacking battle. Chen Ce handed over the relevant consignment tickets and the wrongly taken luggage tag number: "The box belongs to my friend, and he took the key away, so I can't open it." The excuse everyone will say certainly cannot be the most powerful excuse.Marshals did not show any resignation. At this point, there is no rush.Chen Ce's expression was calm and pleasant, but he emphasized his tone: "Being a man must be honest. I will never open the suitcase without my friend's permission. Please be accommodating." bow. The marshal looked at Chen Ce. The young man was handsome, dressed well, and spoke well. He didn't look like a villain, and his face looked a little better. Chen Ce saw it, and immediately said "Smimasai" (Japanese: Sorry to bother you). It was very late at night, and the marshal was a little tired and yawned. Good opportunity, Chen Ce made a bold move while talking, grabbed the handle of the suitcase next to him with one hand, and looked at the marshal, but the marshal didn't say anything.Chen Ce then moved another step, but the marshal still didn't respond.Then leave with the suitcase, Chen Ce strode out of the station with the suitcase, and said loudly as he walked: "Ariadu, Simimasai, Sayanara! (Japanese: Thank you, sorry, goodbye!)" Chen Ce was secretly proud, it seemed that those few well-spoken Japanese had worked. The mission is accomplished, the ammunition is back, and the revolution is about to begin. Wu Yongshan was very happy, and asked what trick he used. Chen Ce only answered with one word: "Grinding." Thanks to Wu Yongshan, the revolutionaries no longer use their bare hands. He later changed his name to Wu Yuzhang and is one of the five elders of the Communist Party. Thanks to Chen Ce, the Japanese with a perfect accent completely conquered the Japanese. This young man later became a famous naval officer. All the ammunition arrived in Hong Kong safely, but there is still a bigger problem, how to transport it to Guangzhou? Guangzhou is not a duty-free port, and inspections are very strict.Ever since Wen Shengcai assassinated Fu Qi who was looking at the balloon, there has been a lot of panic, and all offensive weapons have been strictly investigated. The time to test comrades has come again, not only for courage, but also for brain cells. Under the guidance of the invincible teacher Huang, his brothers continued to brave the wind and waves with the belief of victory and incomparable courage. Teacher Huang made another move. Gooseneck Bridge in Hong Kong, this day is very lively.Huang Xing personally lit the firecrackers, the earth was red, the gongs and drums blared, and the firecrackers shook the sky. Amidst everyone's congratulations and fortunes, the new store officially opened. Comrades rushed to tell each other that Mr. Huang went into business.This big brother is really different when he makes a move, and the store is very popular as soon as it opens. Every morning, there are always many unkempt and unshaven people lining up at the gate.When they came out, they were all radiant and radiant. Are they Mr. Huang's younger brothers who signed up for the revolution? Of course not, Teacher Huang has never been so high-profile. On the door of the store, there is a "warning to customers" posted: No matter men or women, regardless of age, no education background, no matter whether you live temporarily or permanently, whether you worship Jesus or believe in Confucius, as long as you have thick black hair that is not flowing, you can patronize our shop.This store specializes in recycling hair, free haircut; every day the first ten extra entertain lunch. At the end is a line of eye-catching slogans: start from scratch, clean up, please come here. Such a good thing, so easy to take advantage of, who would not try it?The business of the shop was booming, and everyone with their disheveled hair came to visit Mr. Huang's shop. In Guangzhou, Teacher Huang entrusted a friend to open a hair accessories processing factory.Raw materials, transportation, processing, one-stop service, this business is booming. Every two weeks, dozens of boxes of dirty and messy hair are shipped to the Guangzhou port, and the inspector is just about to search.Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, and the hair fluttered like catkins, falling on the inspector's head and body. Dirty, smelly, what else to check, let it go. The hair was transported to the hair accessories processing factory, and comrades of the revolutionary party shuttled through piles of black hair, white hair, and yellow hair all day long, and there were signs of time everywhere on their heads, faces, and bodies. what are they looking forwealth? Yes, the wealth of the revolution: arms, arms hidden in the hair. As for some small munitions, make full use of the advantages of women, pretend to be a lady and hide the pistol in the handbag; pretend to be a pregnant woman and hide the pistol in the clothes on the abdomen; Hidden in a gift box, enter Guangzhou openly. The hair story once again eloquently proves that the wisdom of Mr. Huang and his revolutionary team is infinite.They are always good at starting from small and trivial matters, thinking what people can't think, dare not think, learn and apply, boldly innovate, and dare to change, and have embarked on a revolutionary and legendary road of sustainable development. With guns, the next thing is the problem of people. It's still the same old saying: the enemy won't find it for us, we can find it ourselves. Huang Xing selected hundreds of death squads, mainly from overseas Chinese, young revolutionaries, and some local farmers.At that time, it was called Xuanfeng, and the troops were going to be divided into ten groups to raise an incident in Guangzhou City at the same time. Most of the peasants have not received formal military training, and they have undergone assault training in a short period of time.Using local materials, hang a small bamboo basket on the wall, and the pickers are three meters away, holding copper coins one by one, aiming at the target and throwing it in, a shooting game. Of course, it's not just shooting, but to practice the accuracy of throwing bombs. The best shooter is Yu Peilun. Steady, accurate, and ruthless, he hits 100% of his shots inside the three-point line; 98% of his shots outside the three-point line. Face, I am always the protagonist, the game is not fun. Because of the assassination of Fu Qi, the city of Guangzhou is already in turmoil. The household registration is strictly checked and all suspicious bachelors are expelled.The reason is that those who have a family and a mouth are generally permanent residents. Who wants to take risks at the door of their homes? Then a moving scene appeared. Paste the words "Happy" in red, and enter the bridal chamber happily. The red candle was burning high, and the beauty was shy, but the husband quietly left the bridal chamber.It's not that there's something wrong with the husband, it's that they can't live together because everything is a play.For the sake of the revolution, many male and female revolutionaries pretended to be fake couples. Of course, fake plays can also be done for real.After the success of the revolution, they were unwilling to separate and became real husband and wife. Feelings are the most taboo to fake, do they have true love? Who said no?Traveling through artillery fire, holding hands in iron and blood, others share weal and woe, and they share life and death.If true feelings cannot be cultivated in this way, is there still true love in this world? This is the only fake show in the world! With guns and people, everything is ready, only Mr. Huang is responsible for blowing the wind. Huang Xing established the Uprising Coordination Department in Hong Kong. He planned carefully and struck out with heavy blows. He planned to divide his troops into ten groups and lead 800 death-death team members to occupy the whole city of Guangzhou in one fell swoop. He wanted to lead his brothers to sing in this sunny spring. The most touching ballad. Huang Xing and his brothers are ready.But someone prepared earlier, and the gun rang out, and it was Wen Sheng who assassinated Fu Qi. The gunshots fired too early, Zhang Mingqi blocked the coastal ports and wharves, and searched the whole city.The heavy patrol battalion was stationed on Guanyin Mountain, the highest terrain, to strangle the throat of Guangzhou.All new troops confiscated bullets, firing pins, and bayonets. The atmosphere in Guangzhou suddenly became tense, and another bad news came at this time. The most important batch of weapons shipped from Japan was thrown into the sea by "Zhou Diuhai".Some overseas donations and weapons could not reach Guangzhou, and the death squads in Hong Kong could not enter the city. what to do? To advance or retreat, to be cautious or risky, to be cautious at every step or to put all your eggs in one basket? Comrades are waiting for the answer, waiting for Huang Xing's final decision. Huang Xing is facing the most difficult decision in his life, moving forward without hesitation?But at this time there were only less than 200 death squads in Guangzhou, and there were not enough firearms.Mr. Huang is a thoughtful person. His life and death friends left one by one. He couldn't bear to watch revolutionaries make unnecessary sacrifices. Back off?Years of preparation and painstaking efforts were wasted in an instant, how can I explain to my comrades?How do you deal with your dead brother?How to deal with overseas Chinese who donate enthusiastically overseas?In Huang Xing's mind, Pastor Huang, who is generous and helpful, Long Furui, Cao Yabo, who can't betray his friends, and Marshal Ma, who is utterly devoted and righteous.Finally, he made up his mind: Since I chose a distant place, I only care about the wind and rain, and I don't think about whether the future is flat or muddy. Comrades from the Revolutionary Party asked Huang Xing to leave a message, and he swiped his pen: "A husband should not die for love or illness, but for the country and kill thieves!" The night before the uprising, Huang Xing left a last letter to his family: "Lead by example , Try to kill the thief!" But everyone unanimously decided that one person could not go, and he had to stay. He is Yu Peilun, and keeping Yu Peilun is to give the revolution a hand, and the revolution is counting on him to make a bomb that surpasses the international level. Yu Peilun smiled slightly, and came to Huang Xing: "Brother, if you are gone, can I stay?" Huang Xing hesitated. Yu Peilun was in a hurry: Brothers, who among you is more precise, more accurate, and more ruthless than me in throwing bombs? Everyone was speechless for a while, and what they said was true, killing people without Yu Peilun really wouldn't work. This day finally came, on the twenty-ninth day of the third month of the lunar calendar, at 5:30 p.m., Huang Xing and his comrades wrapped their arms in white towels, wore black rubber shoes, and held short guns in their hands. Yu Peilun hung a basket full of bombs on his chest and was responsible for clearing the way.Rush all the way to the Yamen of the Superintendent's Office, capture the thief first, capture the king first, and bring Zhang Mingqi down first. Huang Xing and his brothers set off, singing that passionate song on the street, under the bridge, in the fields, and even to the governor's office. Maybe now, I quietly leave, please bury me in this spring. There is a company of soldiers stationed at the east and west gates of the supervisory office, and they are having dinner.Suddenly bullets and bombs flew together, and the soldiers were caught off guard and fled one after another when they were attacked suddenly. Zhang Mingqi urgently ordered to close the gate of the house. The gate of the house is between the lobby and the second hall. It is made of wood and covered with thin foreign tin, which is quite strong.Huang Xing ordered the warm hall in the lobby to be set on fire, smashed open the door of the house with a heavy object, and went straight to the second and third halls, but Zhang Mingqi could not be found.Only Zhang Lingyun and the youngest of the Zhang family curled up in the corner, trembling.He didn't dare to hold the whip in his hand. After all, no matter how fancy the whip is, it can't go as fast as the bullets. Huang Xing glanced at them: "It's none of your business, don't be afraid." Zhang Mingqi can't find it, everyone hurry up and leave. It was impossible to withdraw, and a large number of reinforcements had already blocked the gate, setting up machine guns and shooting.There was no choice but to retreat again, retreating through the back door and onto the roof. Huang Xing held two guns, bowed left and right, and slashed a bloody path.On the way, he encountered a patrol battalion of the Qing army. He was shot in his right hand, and his middle and index fingers were broken. He continued to shoot with the unbroken joints.Retired to Yimidian, left Guangzhou at night, and sneaked to Hong Kong. After Huang Xing arrived in Hong Kong, he wept bitterly when he learned that his life and death friends Yu Peilun, Lin Juemin and Fang Shengdong were killed.The oral revolution report was written by Hu Hanmin, and he jointly issued the revolution report to overseas Chinese. The revolutionary funds listed the expenses in detail one by one, and took all the responsibilities on his own initiative. There are many divergences on the road to revolution. Mr. Huang, don’t be too sad. Wipe off the blood on your body, bury your companion’s body, and go on the road again. Your iron blood is far from over, Wuhan not far away is waiting for you. At this time, there is a tender feeling in the city of Guangzhou, all because of a letter, a letter written by a twenty-four-year-old youth to his wife.This letter made Iron Blood suddenly burst into infinite tenderness in the New Year of the Xinhai.