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On the 30th, when more than 13 Shanghai students distributed leaflets and gave speeches in the concession to protest against the capitalists in the Japanese cotton mills, the British police shot and killed 150 people on the spot, seriously injured dozens of others, and arrested more than [-] people, causing shock at home and abroad. May [-]th tragedy.

The next day, there were riots in Shanghai, strikes, strikes and strikes, and people took to the streets. Since then, the nationwide May [-]th patriotic movement has been set off.In front of the entrance of the British Concession in Shanghai, the parade shouted 'Down with imperialism', 'Drive the British colonists out of China', 'We must seek justice'.Xiangxiang, who was working in the Shanghai Kuomintang branch at the time, received a telegram from Guangzhou, and Jiang ordered him to participate in the anti-imperialist parade in Shanghai as a representative of Huangpu and give a speech at an appropriate time.

The entire road was crowded with parades, and people waved flags and slogans and shouted loudly. Everyone's face was full of angry expressions and irresistible determination.Xiangxiang and Xiao Lie, as representatives of Whampoa in Guangzhou, participated in the demonstration before the British Consul. Looking at the immature and brave faces, Xiangxiang suddenly remembered the May [-]th Movement.

Under the scorching sun, a British-made car slowly drove out of the concession, its black body reflecting a gloomy cold light.

The parade hurriedly stopped the car. Many people threw rubbish at the car angrily. A few eggs hit the windshield of the car. A foreigner with a high nose inside hurriedly got down in fright.The driver ignored the crowd in front of the car, stepped up the accelerator, and tried to rush over. A female student was knocked down by the car, and the crowd was excited for a while. Some people climbed into the car, and some threw bricks at the windshield of the car. Some people tried to puncture the tires of the car with a sharp fork, trying to stop the car forcibly.

At that time, the leader of the Shanghai Kuomintang branch was Mr. Zhongxian, who was in charge of the entire parade. When he saw that the scene was out of control, he was in a hurry and just shouted with a loudspeaker: "Calm down, calm down, we are a demonstration team, don't act hastily." , use force and violence to solve the problem, you must put the overall situation first, and you can’t show your anger for a while, stop it! Stop it!”

"They don't have any remorse at all. The people who killed our people dare to run rampant on our land." A young male student in a Chinese tunic climbed to a high wall by the road, shouting hoarsely, ignoring Mr. Zhongxian’s obstruction, “The British oppressed the working people of our country and murdered more than a dozen fresh lives in a frenzied way. Shame of tolerance! Down with imperialism! Down with imperialism!"

The scene began to get out of control. The car was stopped and could no longer move forward. People's fists fell on the iron sheet of the car, and slogans against imperialism were pasted on the front of the car.

"Mr. Du, what should we do now?" Mr. Zhongxian wiped his sweat and said, "The superiors have told me many times not to cause turmoil. If the scenes of demonstrations and marches get out of control and the British shoot again, then this will happen." The matter cannot be repaired, I will now notify the criminal police team to control the scene, you watch here first, you must not let them cause trouble."

"What!" Looking at Mr. Zhongxian who jumped into the car in a hurry, Xiangxiang broke out in a sweat. This sanctimonious thing, seeing that the situation is not good, actually wants to put the blame on me.

"Mr. Zhongxian, Mr. Zhongxian, don't go first." Before he ran over, Zhongxian's car had already driven away.

"What should I do?" Xiangxiang murmured: "There are so many parades, why did they meet the car of the British embassy here? What if the British shoot again? The country's consul is already busy negotiating with the British. Nothing can happen now."

"Don't worry, the last shooting has caused a large number of people to riot. I think the British consul may not dare to shoot again. The most important thing now is to evacuate the excited parade." Xiao Lie said: "Come with me, we Get someone to help."

"Who can help?"

"I have some brothers in Shanghai. They are on the road. It is more convenient for them to come forward. The students and cultural people who are marching are afraid of unreasonable hooligans."

Xiangxiang nodded, feeling that it might not be a good idea at this time, and decided to go with Xiao Lie to ask for reinforcements.

The breeze blows, a leaf falls, and it emits a little yellow light among the buzzing crowd.

A male student, carrying an iron bucket, passed through the crowd calmly. The iron bucket swayed and spilled some liquid. He stood in front of the British car, suddenly lifted the iron bucket, and spilled half of the liquid on the car. Then he poured the rest on himself. This action frightened many people, and the people around the car fell silent instantly.

Before Xiang Xiang came, he went far away, saw the student at a glance, his face turned pale with fright, Xiao Lie immediately turned his head, pulled Xiang Xiang back into the crowd.

"Get out! Otherwise, I will burn you to death and let you pay with your blood!" Gasoline dripped from the male student's body, and he held a match and pressed it against the matchbox.

The foreigners in the car didn't dare to get out of the car, their faces turned pale with fright.

"Why do you dominate our country! Why do you slaughter our people! Keep your eyes open, we will never let anyone bully us. Today I want to let this raging flame prove the integrity of our Chinese people. "The excited male student was about to strike a match.

"Stop!" Xiao Lie shouted, wanting to run over and grab the matches.

"Stop! Don't come here!" The male student only held matches, but he seemed to be holding a sharp sword, and pointed at everyone: "You guys want to stop me. I have made up my mind. The country is already in decline. If even one If there are no people with the backbone to fight against the imperial powers, then the country will have no tomorrow."

"You bastard!" Xiangxiang was startled and angry, and couldn't help shouting sharply.

Everyone saw a young gentleman angrily standing in front of the male students, ignoring his threat at all. Some people recognized him as a committee member sent by the Kuomintang from Guangzhou.Since the Republic of China, the Kuomintang government has always been trusted by all walks of life as an anti-imperialist and anti-feudal revolutionary government. Therefore, the Whampoa Military Academy, which was created by Mr. Sun and won major victories in the Eastern Expedition, is highly respected. Xiangxiang has also followed this momentum. .At this point, the male student hesitated, but still shouted: "I want the country to see our determination and will, why do you call me an asshole!"

"If you are really right, why are you arguing! Take out your guns and knives, cut yourself into 81 pieces and no one will care about you! Take your life for something valuable to the country It's your luck, you can change it generously!"

"I just want to force the British imperialists to give us justice! As a member of the country, what have you done for the country? How can you blame me!" the male student said without hesitation.

Looking at the student's face, Xiangxiang suddenly remembered what he asked Mr. Liao in Guangzhou six years ago, what is the right way in this world?Why do you know the right way and don't do it?Could it be that those in power cableway differently?The midday sun was suddenly extremely dazzling. A flock of pigeons flew across the sky, and the breeze swept through the crowd. Everyone was waiting for their answer.

How did Mr. Liao answer himself at that time?Xiangxiang was inexplicably stunned, thinking of the topic of doubt and silence, and thinking of the helpless expression of her husband at that time.

"I once questioned a person like you, and he didn't give me an answer. At that time, I thought that the state committee members were the most unnecessary and boring things in the world. Yes, I just want to calm you down. What did you do again?" Xiangxiang suddenly said loudly: "Today I understand, I know what to do, I should stand with you."

"Why don't you put gasoline on me too, on everyone present, so that everyone can be reborn from the ashes with the bones of the country like you! Show the imperialism, the military class and the people at large Let's see if the imperialists will repent and withdraw from China because of our fierce protests, see if the warlords will rise up because of everyone's sacrifices, and realize the prosperity and strength of the nation, and see if the people will not because of our motherland The needless passing of young people in the future is heart-wrenching, which makes them even more desperate and painful."

Xiang Xiang stepped forward and sat on the ground sprayed with gasoline.

The male student struggled for a long time, clenched and loosened the match in his hand, loosened and clenched again, and finally said dejectedly: "I don't understand, what should I do, why do you have to stand here?"

The matchbox fell to the ground, and the male student squatted down with his head in his arms, his face deeply buried.

At this time, several foreigners in the car had already got out of the car quickly. People were excited, but no one stepped forward.Suddenly, a British man who got away from the car took out a pistol and pointed it at the male student who was squatting on the ground. Xiang Xiang froze in shock. Are the foreign devils crazy?Gasoline is all around here!

In an instant, the gun rang out, and it just shot towards the sky. Xiao Lie kicked away the foreign devil's gun at the nick of time, and then kicked the foreigner to the ground, and the surrounding crowd rushed up, Throwing the rubbish in his hand on a few foreign devils, his angry expression was beyond words.

Xiangxiang stood up from the ground bitterly: "Bitch, becarefulwithguns, ordiefast."