Chapter 517： Carl Morley

Time passed in a hurry, and soon came 1927. In this era of drastic changes in China, everything in Romania seems so peaceful and peaceful.

There is a family living in the small town of Špikov, 25 kilometers southeast of Vinnytsia. The male owner is Dolkov, a gentle and gentle person who is a teacher of the small town school. Anyone in the small town who has difficulty asks him for help, and is willing to help the suffering people from his own small salary, so Mr. Dolkov has a very good reputation in the town. And this Mr. Dolkov doesn't have many hobbies, and occasionally going out hunting can be regarded as his hobby. So in the face of a kind person, no one doesn't like it.

Today, Dolkov is walking down the road wearing a hunting suit with a hunting weapon.

"Mr. Dolkov, are you going hunting today?"

A woman who was busy with farm work in the field greeted her loudly.

"Yes, Ms. Monique. I'm here to try my luck when I have time."

Dolkov's answer made the working woman straighten up her bucket-like waist and said cheerfully. "Mr. Dolkov can really speak, I can't afford to be called a lady."

The husband who worked with the aunt said at this time. "Animals in spring are hungry, and hunting at this time is a bit dangerous."

"I don't have to hit the prey, I mainly want to relax." After Dolkov explained, he patted his shotgun. "I have this, it won't be dangerous."

After seeing Dolkov pointing his shotgun and saying that he was not afraid of danger, the farmer stopped talking.

After Dolkov had dealt with the workers, he walked along the path into the wilderness. Along the way, he was observing the surrounding movement like a hunter, as if he wanted to find traces of prey from it.

Traveling in the wilderness is a physical task. While you need to open the hunter trails covered by weeds, you need to observe the surrounding movement. When Dolkov walked to a small wood in the wilderness, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, a little tired.

At this time, a figure was drilled in the dense woods, and Dolkov asked after seeing the figure clearly.

"Are all the comrades here?"

"It's all here, just waiting for you, the general secretary."

That's right, this Dolkov is Carl Morley, the general secretary of the Romanian Communist Party. No one thought that the general secretary who led the Romanian Communist Party would hide in the countryside to teach.

And the small forest in front of them is their secret gathering base.

When Carl Morley pushed open the door of the wooden cabin in the woods, nearly ten high-ranking Communist Party members stood up.

"General Secretary, you are here."

"General Secretary..."

Carl Morley shook hands one by one with these revolutionary cadres who still insisted on their faith.

"Everyone has worked hard. I have a guilty conscience for everyone to come to this remote village to accommodate me by myself."

"Don't say that, the general secretary, we all know the danger of the current white terror reign. Putting the meeting place here is also to ensure the safety of the meeting."

The person who stood up to speak was Silvatore, the head of the Transylova region. He joined the organization shortly after the party was founded. Because of his outstanding ability and the family's influence in the Transylova region, he was appointed As the leader of the region. Under his leadership of the party organization, the number of party members in the Transylova region has grown significantly, from 127 people he took over to the current 418 people. It should be noted here that Silvator is of Hungarian ethnicity, and 38% of the members of the party organization in the area are also Hungarian.

"Okay, let's not talk about the polite remarks. Let me talk about the tasks that need to be done in the organization for the new year."

With the fall of Carl Morley's words, this represented the beginning of the Romanian Communist Party's annual meeting.

"Let me do it first."

The speaker was a man dressed as a worker. His name was Bogut, the leader of the Wallachia region.

"At present, the secret agents of the Kingdom have not relaxed their pursuit of us, and we need to be among the workers to propagate ideas. Many comrades have been arrested. Among them, traitors have also appeared. At present, the party organization has suffered considerable losses in the local area, right? Consider more covert propaganda."

Bogut's words attracted many people who felt the same way. "I was betrayed by a traitor last month. Fortunately, a comrade broke into the enemy and risked death to deliver the news. Otherwise, I would not be able to stand here and have a meeting with everyone. It is a pity that this comrade was secretly arrested by the enemy. "

"It's the same on my side. Grassroots organizations have been continuously sabotaged by the secret police, and many comrades have been arrested.

Seeing the situation slip in the direction of complaining, some people are not happy.

I saw Dokya, the leader of the Krisana area, stood up and accused them angrily. "I think you are scared. The party organization has been frantically mopped up by these secret police, which shows that they are jealous of our party. We must show our determination to never give in to the rule of the evil government and vowed to fight the other side to the end. We. Let the broad masses of compatriots across the country see the hateful faces of these ruling classes."

As the only woman to participate in the meeting, Dokya is the strongest member of the organization. And Krisana, where she is located, is also the area where the struggle is most intense.

It needs to be clarified here that the Cresana area is the name of the vast area from the west of Transylniva to the Tisza River. Because there are more Hungarians in the area than Ransineva, the fiercest Dokya was saved. These Hungarians lacked recognition for the Romanian government that was oppressing them, and Dokya's words seemed to stoke a hornet's nest and immediately caused a counterattack.

"Do you think that all areas are like yours, attacking officials and police to destroy telephone lines. If we did the same, we would have been arrested by the secret police. We need the support of the people, not hostility."

"It really doesn't hurt to speak, can it be the same everywhere?"

The words of the counterattack made Dokya's eyes filled with anger, and just when she was about to attack, a voice calmed all the quarrels.

"Okay, listen to me."

Carl Morley, who had ended the violent dispute that might erupt, said in his calm tone. "I know you have some complaints about the unsuccessful development of the organization in recent years. But we must also see that even under the frantic sweep of the secret police, our organization is still developing slowly. Of course, the situation in different places is different, so the speed of development is There are also differences. However, the slow development of our organization is also beneficial on the other hand."

When those present heard General Secretary Carl Morley's words, they couldn't help but wonder whether slow development was a benefit. After seeing his own words, everyone's attention was concentrated before he said.

"This also shows that our organization has accepted the test. At present, everyone who joins the party is a steadfast comrade and the seed of our future. Therefore, we not only have our own hope, but also carry the expectations of our comrades. So new In one year, we need to continue to grow the organization, let more people know about us, and at the same time transform it into our comrades."

"This is the responsibility of us Communists. We are not fighting for ourselves, but for this country and the people."

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