Time passed quickly, and soon came to 1927. In this era of drastic changes in the land of China, everything in Romania seems so peaceful and peaceful.

In the small town of Shpikov, 25 kilometers southeast of Vinnytsia, lived a family headed by a man named Dolkov, a personable and gentle man, who himself was a teacher at the town's school. Whoever in the town has a problem with him for help, and is willing to help those who are suffering from his small salary, so this 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 counted as a hobby. So in the face of a person who is kind and generous, no one doesn't like it.

Today, Dolkov, dressed in a hunting suit with a hunting weapon, is walking to the road.

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

A woman who was busy working in the field greeted her loudly.

"Yes, Ms. Monico. I'm here to try my luck while I'm free. ”

Dolkov's answer caused the working woman to straighten her bucket-like waist and speak happily. "Mr. Dolkov is a good talker, and I can't afford to be called a lady."

The husband who was working with the aunt said at this time. "The animals are hungry in the spring, and it is a bit dangerous to hunt at this time."

"I don't necessarily have to hit the prey, I just want to relax." Dolkov explained, and slapped his shotgun. "I have this, but it's not dangerous."

After seeing Dolkov pointing at his shotgun and saying that he was not afraid of danger, the farmer did not speak.

After finishing the work, Dolkov walked along the path into the wilderness. Along the way, he watched the movements around him like a hunter, as if he wanted to find traces of his prey.

Walking in the wilderness is a physical task, and you need to clear the hunter's path covered with wild grass while observing the movement around you. And when Dolkov walked to a grove in the wilderness, he was a little tired and finally relieved.

And at this time, a figure emerged in the dense woods, and Dolkov asked after seeing the figure.

"Are all the comrades here?"

"It's already here, just waiting for you, General Secretary."

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

And this grove in front of them is the stronghold of their secret meeting.

When Carl Moorley pushed open the door to the cabin in the woods, nearly a dozen high-ranking Communist Party members stood up.

"General Secretary, you're here."

"General Secretary ......"

Carl Moore shook hands with these revolutionary cadres who still held on to their beliefs.

"Everybody's working hard. Let everyone come to this remote village to accommodate me alone, I feel ashamed in my heart. ”

"Don't say that, General Secretary, we all know the danger of the current White Terror Reign. The meeting place is also placed here to ensure the safety of the meeting. ”

Standing up was the head of the Transeniva region, Sylvato, who joined the organization shortly after the founding of the party and was appointed leader of the region because of his outstanding ability and the fact that his family was still influential in the Transeniva region. Under his leadership, the number of party members in Transeniva has grown considerably, from 127 to 418 at present. It should be noted here that Silvator is of Hungarian ethnicity, and 38% of the members of the current party organization there are also ethnic Hungarians.

"Okay, let's not say any kind words. Tell us what tasks the organization needs to do in the new year. ”

As Carl Moorley's words fell, it marked the beginning of the annual meeting of the Romanian Communist Party.

"I'll do it first."

The one who spoke was a man dressed as a worker, his name was Boggart, the leader of the Wallachian region.

"At present, the secret agents of the kingdom have not relaxed their pursuit of us, and we need to be propaganda ideas among the workers, and many comrades have already been arrested. Among them, there are also traitors, and at present, the party organization has suffered a lot of losses in the locality, so should we consider more covert propaganda. ”

Boggart's words drew many sympathetic feelings. "I was betrayed by a traitor last month, but fortunately a comrade broke into the enemy and risked his life to deliver the news, otherwise I would not have been able to stand here and have a meeting with you. It's a pity that this comrade was secretly arrested by the enemy. ”

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

Seeing that the situation has slipped in the direction of complaining, some people are not happy.

I saw Dokya, the leader of the Krisana region, stand up and angrily accuse them. "I think you're scared. The frenzied sweep of the Party organization by these secret police shows that they are jealous of our Party, and we must all the more show our determination not to submit to the rule of the evil government and swear to fight the other side to the end. We want to show the vast number of compatriots across the country the hateful face of these ruling stratum. ”

As the only woman to attend the conference, Dokoya was arguably the toughest member of the organization. And Krisana, where she is located, is also the area where the struggle is most intense.

It should be noted here that the Krisana region is the name of a vast area west of the Transeniva region to the Tissa River. Because there were more Hungarians in the region than Transiniva, Dokoa, who had been the most violent, was preserved. These Hungarians lack identification with the Romanian government that oppresses them.

And Dokoya's words were like stabbing a hornet's nest, and immediately provoked a counterattack.

"Do you think that all regions are like yours, attacking officials and police to disrupt telephone lines. If we had done this, we would have been arrested by the secret police a long time ago. We need the support of the people, not hostility. ”

"It's true that talking doesn't hurt your back, can it be the same everywhere?"

The words of the counterattack filled Dokoya's eyes with anger, and just as she was about to attack, a voice put all the quarrels to rest.

"Okay, listen to me."

Carl Moorley, who had put an end to the possibility of a violent argument, said in his calm tone. "I know you have some complaints about the poor development of the organization in the past few years. However, we must also see that even under the frantic sweep of the secret police, our organization is still developing slowly, of course, the situation is different in different places, so the speed of development is also different. However, the slow growth of our organization is also good on the other hand. ”

Those present heard the words of General Secretary Carl Moore and could not help but wonder what is the benefit of slow development. He said only after seeing that his words were focused on everyone's attention.

"It's also a sign that our organization has been put to the test. At present, everyone who joins the party is a loyal comrade and the seed of our future, so we not only have our own hopes, but also carry the expectations of our comrades. So in the new year, we need to continue to grow and grow the organization, let more people know about us, and at the same time transform them into our comrades. ”

"This is the responsibility of our communists, we are not fighting for ourselves, but for the country and the people."