Chapter 61 The Moon of Yesteryear
Others may not know the meaning of the signal, but when the signal flare exploded in the sky, the workers and students all sprang into action.
Yun Ai'ai and the other classmates exchanged glances, all seeing shock in each other's eyes. A short boy hesitated and asked, "Are we really going to do this?"
Those machines are so valuable, each costing tens of thousands of yuan, and they cherish them like the apple of their eyes.
Of the dozen or so students, two or three hesitated, but most were determined. "This is the teacher's decision! The teacher said that even if the machines are destroyed, they cannot be allowed to produce bullets to be fired at our own compatriots. And if these machines are left behind, will they end up in our country's hands or in Japan's hands?"
Have you forgotten how our anti-Japanese allied forces were jointly suppressed?
The tall male student who spoke had bloodshot eyes. His home was in Duolun, but his family was gone. He was a coward and didn't dare to go home, pick up a gun, and fight the Japanese devils and their puppet troops to avenge his family. But at this moment, he was determined to blow up those machines and leave not a single thing for the Japanese!
Yun Yuanyuan was the first to express her support.
The other students fell silent. Even the few students who had hesitated looked embarrassed, their eyes filled with guilt and regret.
"Well said!"
Cheng Youmin, standing behind the students, clapped and then immediately began assigning tasks to each student. Two or three students entered the factory in groups to begin the destruction process. They were the ones who knew the machines best and naturally knew how to destroy them more easily. Moreover, Xie Ning had set up small bombs for destruction on each machine from the beginning.
She originally intended to destroy them herself, but Cai Huai prevented her from returning to the arsenal, so she had no choice but to take the second option.
The students were carrying out the destruction process in a tense manner, while the workers who saw the signal split into two teams. One team carried guns to help Zhang Mingyuan and his team open a breach, while the other team packed the easily movable machines in the warehouse into boxes and carried them out to bury them.
Zhang Mingyuan grabbed the worker who was clearly the leader and asked through gritted teeth, "What are you doing?"
The worker, with a dark complexion and determined eyes, said, “Director Zhang, the arsenal can no longer be saved. Under the current conditions, we can only choose some important and easily movable machines to bury and hide. Please cooperate. If... there will still be a chance to make a comeback in the future.”
He entered the arsenal from the very beginning, and later many of his comrades joined the arsenal one after another. They worked together to develop their worker comrades, and now it has become a huge force. You should know that there are three or four hundred workers in the arsenal.
Even if the factory had three or four hundred workers, they couldn't defeat Chen Jian's team. If his estimate was correct, Chen Jian's side probably had more than a hundred people, while none of the workers and students on their side knew how to shoot.
Students are technical workers, while workers are production workers. Production is divided into procedures, so how could they possibly be shooting? If you force workers to carry guns and go up to fight, it will only increase unnecessary casualties.
Moreover, a gunfight has broken out here, and the reinforcements coming from the city must also be from the other side. If they continue to fight fiercely, they will only be wiped out. Hesitation will only lead to chaos!
Zhang Mingyuan fell silent. He was a smart man and knew that this was a place where a prolonged battle couldn't be fought. In the end, he still asked, unwilling to give up, "Who are you people?"
The worker didn't speak, but his firm gaze said it all. If he wasn't a KMT member, what other party could he be besides the KMT?
Zhang Mingyuan stopped asking questions. At this moment, he felt very complicated. He had been guarding the arsenal every day, but Chen Jian of the Kuomintang had infiltrated most of the guards with his Blue Shirts Society, and the Communist Party members were recruiting members right under his nose. The arsenal had become a sieve.
Zhang Mingyuan soon came to his senses after falling into self-doubt. He stopped fighting with the guards on his side and instead went out through another path, climbed over the wall into his office, and burned all the personnel files of the arsenal.
Suddenly, a loud bang was heard. Zhang Mingyuan determined the direction of the explosion, and his hand holding the documents tightened involuntarily.
After the first explosion, several more explosions followed, shaking the ground.
Chen Jian, who was sitting on the other side of the factory area, suddenly stood up and sharply glanced at the man next to him. "You had someone throw a bomb towards the factory?"
The man was also bewildered. "No, I didn't, how could I..." As if suddenly realizing something, the man's eyes widened in shock. "Could it be that they saw they couldn't defend the arsenal, so they thought of destroying it?"
"No way!" These machines are so valuable! He'd be heartbroken to see them destroyed like this. He was even thinking of fighting for the right to manage this arsenal later.
When his men reported that the explosion had indeed occurred at the factory, the man's eyes turned red with rage. He kicked the building, yelling, "What are you all doing? Increase the firepower and take it down! There are only about thirty capable fighters on the other side, and you've been fighting for an hour and still haven't taken it down!"
Just then, a guard who had been sent to support the villa ran in, "Captain, the villa is empty!"
The man's eyes rolled back, and he almost fainted. He was so angry that he cursed under his breath. He had arranged for ten people to be stationed at the villa!
He can't even keep one woman!
waste!
"Staff Officer Chen, what do we do now?" Only now did the man remember Chen Jian sitting next to him. The man was missing, the machine was destroyed, and if he went back, he would be in serious trouble, far beyond just being demoted and having his salary reduced.
Chen Jian's expression was also not good, but he still calmly said, "I'll call the government office first and ask them to send people to support us. You'd better call for support too. Now is not the time to worry about our credit being stolen. If we can keep those students, especially Cheng Youmin, who is Miss Xie's biggest assistant, we will still have a chance to make amends."
The man agreed with a stern face, intending to deal with Zhang Mingyuan himself later.
The gunfire grew increasingly intense. Zhang Mingyuan glanced at the workers and students who were orderly evacuating through the gap, and reloaded his gun. Now there were only seven of them left, while there were a dozen or so workers. That was all the people they had to escort over a hundred people out of the arsenal.
Not to mention those who were fighting with guns at the front, even many of those who were evacuating at the rear died.
Zhang Mingyuan stared intently at a man in black opposite him. He recognized him; he was Xu Ji, Chen Jian's capable assistant, but he had never seen him in the military before.
Xu Ji also saw Zhang Mingyuan, raised his hand and fired a shot, but only hit the sandbag. He couldn't help but curl his lip and curse to the side, "Are you all just sitting around doing nothing? Charge!"
Before he could finish speaking, Chen Jian kicked him to the ground. "Xu Ji! What are you doing? You killed the workers and students, don't expect me to take the blame for you!"
“Staff Officer Chen, those people want to run away, of course I have to fight them! Otherwise, how can I stop them?” Xu Ji retorted, sticking out his neck.
"Fool, they can run away but they can't hide. We have their files in the factory. Where can they go? We'll catch them one by one!"
These words completely stunned Xu Jigan. Chen Jian ignored him and instead ordered his men to reduce firepower and focus their fire on Zhang Mingyuan's side, avoiding those who weren't armed.
Before he could finish speaking, a military truck drove up with two loud bangs, and white smoke instantly blocked the view between the two sides.
Cai Huai led his men to pull all the remaining people who hadn't fled onto the military trucks.
By this time, there weren't many people left. Everyone valued their lives. After Zhang Mingyuan told them to go out through the gap, they scattered and fled. The workers naturally didn't linger, but the students stayed behind. They had to destroy some machines and retrieve their notes and blueprints, so they were a little late.
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