I became Stalin chapter 191

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Eight years of war in which more than 10 million Chinese were killed is over.

However, now that the war was over, a fiercer wind was about to blow from mainland China than when the war began.

“We, the Communist Party, should at least be granted control over the territories we have secured. Isn’t this common sense?”

“… .”

Seeing Mao Zedong blatantly blatantly babbling, Chiang Kai-shek sharpened his teeth. Mao Zedong’s face was more shiny.

‘I’ve been eating around thinking that it’s going to be my world.’

Mao Zedong was acting recklessly as he shoved the high-quality dishes prepared by the masters of the President’s Office into his mouth. Originally he was blatant, though it wasn’t a day or two.

What did the communist enemies do while the National Revolutionary Army of the Republic of China fought against Japan in the Eight Years of War! I just called my forces from the rear and instigated the foolish people to join the secret enemy.

But right now, there was another reason why he couldn’t shoot Mao Zedong and lead the 5 million National Revolutionary Army to subdue the hordes of enemies.

Chiang Kai-shek knew clearly who was reigning behind Mao’s back.

Stalin, the most powerful man in the world who kneeled Germany and put Europe in his hands. Compared to him, Mao Zedong was nothing more than a puppet.

Stalin’s army crushed the Japanese Kwantung Army, which had been unable to withstand eight years of attack by millions of Chinese troops, in just a few weeks, and liberated major cities such as Beijing, Tianjin, Harbin, and Changchun.

“In the five provinces of Shandong, Hebei, Shanxi, Shaanxi and Gansu, a communist-led coalition government is established, and in the rest of the provinces, President Zhang of the Kuomintang does whatever he wants. In fact, isn’t this just too much of a concession?”

“… Please tell me more about your requirements.”

“I also want to be recognized for the right to have an independent army under the Communist Party. We think we need a minimum safeguard in case things get worse.”

Mao Zedong constantly recited their demands like this.

Withdrawal of “foreign forces” from mainland China, i.e. U.S. forces. The Communist Party has its own territory and military. Although democratic elections are held in which representatives of all the people are elected, in any case, in the territory occupied by the Communist Party, a political system led by the Communist Party will be established.

Chiang Kai-shek was starting to get more and more upset by Mao’s declaration, not Mao’s declaration, that he would openly commit an “rigid election” in that district.

“Does the Communist Party want a divided China, not one China? US withdrawal? So, what will the Soviet troops stationed in the three northeastern provinces do?”

“It is an issue that should be negotiated with the Manchurian Communist Party, which autonomously established the Soviet Republic in Manchuria, and not what you are talking about here. Withdrawal of Soviet troops, we could talk to the Soviets, but… .”

‘Damn you bastard, puppet bastard… .’

After occupying Manchuria and establishing a puppet government, the Soviet Union was plundering the property of Chinese people in the land.

Chiang Kai-shek could not stand the fact that the numerous facilities the Japanese had built by squeezing out Chinese blood pus were handed over to the Soviets.

The US continued to push for an agreement, but peace with the hordes of enemies! Aren’t those wild dogs going to rush to bite the KMT when it loses power?

Quickly… Without realizing it, his teeth were broken. Mao Zedong seemed to be startled as he spoke as if drunk on his situation, but Chiang Kai-shek smiled with a familiar smile.

“Keep on, keep talking.”

* * *

Although the two leaders are discussing above the clouds how to shape the future of China, gunfire has not stopped in the provinces.

“die! Pro-Japanese bastard!”

bang! bang! A Kuomintang official fell down with blood spurting from his mouth. It was difficult to survive as it was seen that two shots were hit in the chest.

Red terrorism and white terrorism were rampant in various places.

The main rhetoric of red terror has always been ‘pro-Japanese’ and ‘plunderers who suck the blood of the people’.

“Iza worked with the Japanese to sell out Chinese patriots and led a servile life by clinging to the Kuomintang. People, let us overthrow the Kuomintang and its cooperating motherfuckers!”

“catch! That bastard!”

“Long live the Chinese Communist Party! hurray!”

The young man who spit out blood and put a few more lead bullets behind the man’s back shouted hurrah.

“hurray! just… ! Aww!”

The police, who rushed, smashed the young man’s head with a baton, and pulled out thick handcuffs on the fainted young man’s wrists.

“Interest is a vicious communist! Everything I’ve said so far is nonsense, so don’t mind the people and go about your business.”

“… .”

Is it true? maybe?

No one could have known.

In any case, the Kuomintang had to cooperate with warlords and Tohos from all over the country to dominate this vast continent.

I couldn’t figure out what the Tohos were doing in the past, and I wouldn’t even tell them unless they were incredibly famous.

If Japan was the enemy on the skin, communism was nothing more than a parasite stuck in the heart. He had to do anything to subdue communism.

“You grow up a liar, you bastard… What a wonderful person this is… .”

The police dragged the fainted young man, clenching his teeth and muttering.

The Communist Party did not always act solely for the sake of the ’cause’. He even attempted assassination by instigating innocent foreign youths or those who had a grudge against the person concerned.

It’s a title, it’s up to you. It was difficult just to figure out who did what in this chaos. If the communist party properly manipulated the case and charged them, young young men, burning with loyalty to the people, would pick up a pistol or bomb.

“Puhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Whoops… .”

“Tell me, you bastard. when you say nice things. uh? Who did it!”

“Heh heh heh… who did it… The Chinese people and the flowing wave of history made it happen.”

“I can’t. continue!”

burrr… When I hit the young man’s head in the bath brimming with cold water, bubbles burst out.

The Kuomintang police officers were not incorruptible. They did not hesitate to torture the assassin in order to establish a connection to the communist organization behind the assassination.

The young man, who laughed at the torture officers until the end, even as his consciousness gradually faded, seemed to have complete confidence in his own actions.

“Ha… This bastard is poisonous.”

“Iknow, right. next time… .”

Of course, the Kuomintang intelligence police had numerous means. The methods that used to catch Japanese spies in the Anti-Japanese War have now been turned towards the spies of the Communist Party.

From ‘basic’ methods such as water torture and electric torture to various new methods developed during the fight against Japanese colonial rule.

The intelligence police tried to find out the Communist Party’s assassins, even if they used all the methods.

“Huh, huh, huh… Look, you bastard, he’s breathing.”

“breath… Easy. I’m resting.”

“okay? Then call the doctor and give first aid, and then we’ll do it again.”

They all had a purpose in torturing the assassins so horribly.

The Communist Party tenaciously aimed at Chiang Kai-shek’s knife, the intelligence police, the “man doctor.”

Even the person who was assassinated earlier appeared to be a high-ranking police officer, but in reality he was a high-ranking officer of a medical doctor, and his identity was kept a secret, but the Communist Party succeeded in finding him again.

Maybe your next target? Agents of medical doctors and intelligence police officers feared it the most. They should be able to sleep with their feet stretched out only if they uproot those who come for their lives as soon as possible.

* * *

It wasn’t just snipers or grenades.

Following Mao’s line, the Communist Party hid into the people and into the vast sea of ​​rural China. Among the hundreds of millions of peasants who still cling to the lives of hundreds or thousands of years ago, even in the era of airplanes flying in the sky and submarines in the sea.

“The Communist Party will give you land. Why does that landlord take half of your harvest, playing and eating, doing nothing while you work your bones?”

“That’s it… Because it’s been like that since… .”

“Now is not the time. A new era is dawning! You are the masters of that era, working to bend your spine and pierce your marrow!”

Beneath the dimly lit lamp, a young man vomited fervor to the black-faced peasants.

Originally, the peasants who would have gone to sleep, saying that it would be enough to just live the way you lived without even thinking about it, were listening to the young man this time.

“Herman… Are we taking all the real harvest?”

“Of course! Those who do not work, do not eat! Such landowners will pay for medicines like Mr. Fahrenheit’s mother with the money that landowners would flirt with while smoking opium, and Jin’s children would go to school.”

“haha… Did Jang really raise his son well?”

Young people who had fallen into revolutionary ideology after attending school in the city returned and started to kindle the spark of revolution in their hometown.

Even those who did not hear what nonsense it was at first were terrified at the idea of ​​distributing the land, the dream of every peasant.

“Now, let’s hear it.”

[From the Voice of China… .]

The young man pulled out a small Soviet-made transistor radio from his heavy bag. People opened their eyes wide and looked at the strange foreign culture.

Since it was located in the mountains, the radio wave was not well received and the sound quality was poor, but I could barely understand it.

“Huh… Are you really giving land to stupid people like us?”

“Yes! Is that so? And why are the uncles so stupid?”

“Ah, Jang Sam-ah. You went to school, but we don’t even know how to write three letters of my name, boy. Where did I learn it, but I forgot it all.”

“Instead, you know how to farm, the greatest skill.”

Even a kind of religious passion could be seen in the young man’s voice.

The peasants laughed lowly, or listened to the young man quite seriously.

“Oh my God, people who say they are handsome, where are the doctors and where are the professors? If there are no people like the uncles, would they cook their own meals and make a living? You can live without a doctor, you can live without a professor, but you cannot live without a farmer. Agriculture is the great foundation of the world, and farmers deserve to be the masters of this country!”

“Hey, is that so? Ha ha ha ha ha!”

“Jang Sam is very good at talking to you!”

The naive peasants, who had only talked about what was written in Comrade Mao’s proverbs, but had never heard such a thing from someone who had never learned it, were simply moved by it.

“Come on, guys. I’ll leave this here. You can turn it on and off by doing this like this, this way… .”

“Uh… I know.”

“Listen! There are a lot of really useful words out there.”

“Oh, then! Our Jang Sam-i told us to do it, so we have to do it.”

If Chiang Kai-shek had known this, he would have raged, claiming that it was material evidence that the Soviet Union was controlling the Communist Party, but even his eyes could not catch the radio in the countryside.

Transistors developed by the Soviet Union for use as components for the proximity fuses of shells became radio components and spread to rural areas of the Third World, including India and China.

[Informed by Voice of India… .]

[Today, in the voice of China, what happened in Beijing… .]

[Voice of Egypt will be broadcast again at the same time tomorrow.]

The sound of the Soviet Union began to resound throughout the world.

I became Stalin chapter 191

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