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Mr. Zhou's pupils narrowed slightly as he reached out to open the documents. The individual before him held an impressive array of titles: Colonel in the Dai Ri Empire Royal Guard Corps, a staff officer at the Great Sun Empire Kanto Army Headquarters, a section chief at Mantetsuko, and the deputy director of the German Empire SS Security Department's intelligence office in the Far East.
After reviewing these credentials, Mr. Zhou found himself at a loss for how to address this person.
"Mr. Li, how do you manage to hold so many positions?"
The man replied, "The governor of Manchuria, Nihiro Hitojiro, considers me a friend. In Shanghai, I also have connections with the U.S. Presidential Envoy, who is simultaneously a German Third Reich SS General, Thomas Rockefeller Mellon—he is my friend as well. As for my various identities, they are simply what one makes of themselves in this world."
"Mr. Li," Mr. Zhou said cautiously, "given the gravity of this situation, should I trust you?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhou," Mr. Li reassured him. "In fact, I would like to ask you to be my party sponsor."
"Oh," Mr. Zhou replied, surprised by Mr. Li's confidence in him regarding the party.
"My name is Ze Anzhi," Mr. Li continued. "Li Ping'an is merely a cover identity for me. I hope you can keep this confidential."
"Well then, since you are so forthright, share your thoughts with me," Mr. Zhou urged.
Years ago, I was conscripted into the Northeast Army. After a year without firing a shot, I left the Northeast as the unit disbanded and became a drifter in North China and Jin Zhong for over a year. Eventually, I wandered into Jiangsu and Zhejiang, where I found shelter and sustenance through the Lixing Society. After that, I infiltrated the Northeast region and got lucky enough to reach my current status. During those years of wandering, I witnessed too much injustice; I saw the decay of the Guomindang and the devastation wrought by over a decade of civil war on our nation. Fortunately, I learned a great deal from several mentors and observed how red ideology could impact our country. Gradually, I realized that only communism could save China; only a grassroots revolution could truly rescue our nation—something even the so-called vanguard of communism in the Soviet Union has failed to accomplish!
Having said this, seeing Mr. Zhou's intrigued expression encouraged Ze Anzhi to continue. The Soviet revolution united workers and began in urban areas; its ultimate victory was limited to Europe within the Soviet Union itself. When the Soviet Union was founded, serfdom had not yet been completely abolished; the majority of its population were peasants scattered across vast territories. If their thoughts were not unified, how could there be a revolution? This explains why even years after its establishment, the Soviet Union was still embroiled in civil war against Russian forces and has yet to fully eradicate remnants of its past—there are still remnants of Russian nobility in Harbin, albeit diminished.
But we are different; we unite workers and farmers through an organization that rises from below. The revolution we ignite will sever the roots of feudal rule at its core and create a truly equitable society—a revolution that can bring genuine stability and unity to China and allow it to rise once more! Therefore, I will do everything in my power—even if it means sacrificing my life!
It seemed that Mr. Zhou had missed his history lessons; he was clearly moved by Ze Anzhi's passionate words!
"So please, Mr. Zhou," Ze Anzhi implored again, "become my party sponsor!"
Mr. Zhou extended his hand and said, "Mr. Ze, I will contact central command right away to relay your information; however, you will need to write an application for party membership!"
"No need," Ze Anzhi replied confidently as he pulled out a thick stack of papers filled with writing.
Seeing Mr. Zhou's astonished expression made Ze Anzhi smile inwardly; ever since he met Song Shilun that day, he had known there would come a time when he would meet with party officials—he had prepared an extensive application letter well in advance.
Rather than merely an application for party membership, it resembled an international situation forecast: detailing the outbreak of World War II, potential developments during the war, and issues that might arise during post-war nation-building as well as foreign interference—all meticulously documented.
In any case, he aimed to make an impression that would leave no room for doubt!
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