Chapter 294: The Darkness of the Day of the Duel
Built in 1935, the Deutschlandhalle in Berlin is 117 meters long, 83 meters wide and has a capacity of 16,000 spectators, and was the venue for boxing, weightlifting and wrestling during the 1936 Berlin Olympic Games, making it the largest stadium in Germany.
On the night of November 3, there was a lot of traffic in front of the main entrance of the stadium.
After 10 days of overwhelming publicity, the duel between China and Japan has been fully fermented, and finally ushered in the decisive moment.
According to well-informed sources, the duel was fought by the famous Polish governor-general, Heinz . Feng. General Rosen single-handedly planned the event for the purpose of mediating a small contradiction between China and Japan. In addition to the Reich Marshal, who was close to His Excellency the Polish Governor-General, the head of the German Reich, Adolf. Hitler will also be there to cheer on the teams of his ally Japan.
The news that Hitler was going to attend the battle instantly raised the attention of the duel incident in German high society to an unprecedented height.
It was confirmed that Germany's highest authority would be there in person, and senior officials of the German government were eager for tickets to the competition.
For the sake of fellow Axis members, diplomats from all Axis countries, including Italy, Romania, the Soviet Union, and Yugoslavia, in Berlin expressed concern about the duel.
Overnight, the duel between China and Japan became the biggest focus of attention in German high society, and "Did you buy a ticket?" It has also become a greeting among German high society.
Is it possible to buy a ticket? The number of seats, the distance from the VIP seats where Hitler was seated, became the criterion for testing the identity and status of the owner of the ticket.
In a lounge in the backstage of the gymnasium, Goering arrived early. Rendezvous with Remtsma, who came earlier.
"Where did Heinz go? Lavatory? Seeing that Chen Dao was not there, Goering asked suspiciously.
"He said he had something to do and would be back in a moment." Remtsma said.
With a cigar in his mouth, Goering smiled wickedly and asked Remtsma, "How are we getting from this duel?" We worked so hard to plan this duel, and we couldn't go home empty-handed, we had to go back with some hard work. β
Remtsma smirked: "This duel for us can be said to be picking up money on the ground, and the average price of tickets has risen to five hundred marks. Even this is still sold out. β
Goering's mind instantly crackled and he began to calculate.
"Sixteen thousand tickets, the average price is five hundred marks. The total income is 8 million Reichsmarks, excluding the cost of renting the venue and the cost of labor, our profit should be more than 7.84 million marks, which is really a windfall profit. It would be nice if such a duel could be held a few more times. β
"It's a pity that this kind of thing is only a small probability event, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to encounter it again." Remtsma said regretfully.
"How far has that got?" Goering asked with a smile.
"As of last night, the total amount of bets has exceeded 30 million marks, and before I came here, the odds were already 11 to 1, and they are still tilting in the direction of the Japanese." Remtsma said.
"It's easier to set up a gamble for this kind of shady game than to grab money, and I'm a genius." Goering said smugly.
As soon as Chen Daogang entered the room, he heard Goering's self-boasting. said with a wry smile: "I really convinced you, even this kind of serious duel can be used by you as a tool for collecting money." β
Seeing Chen Dao's admiring expression, Goering shook his head and said, "How many times have I said it?" In war, I am not as good as you; In business, you are not as good as me. If it weren't for my reminder, such an opportunity to grab money would have been missed by you, alas, you are still too young. The ability to grasp business opportunities is insufficient, and there is more practice in the future. β
Chen Dao nodded modestly to indicate that he was taught. He then threw the black plastic bag in his hand to Remtsma.
"Here is 21,000 marks, the bettor is the Chinese embassy, buy the Chinese side to win."
"Only twenty-one thousand marks? With so little, the Japanese invested a full 300,000 marks to buy their own victory. Remtsma said.
Chen Dao smiled contemptuously.
"China's economy is under a lot of pressure right now, and it's completely understandable that the embassy is underfunded. No matter how much the Japanese vote, it's in vain, but it's just sending us money,"
Chen Dao said and looked at his watch.
"It's not too early, I'm going to the arena to prepare for the game, and we'll talk later."
As soon as Chen Dao's words fell, there were bursts of cheers from the crowd outside the door.
In the center of the gymnasium, an eight-meter by twelve-meter arena has been laid out, and the field is about 30 centimeters high from the ground, and there is no fence.
On the west side of the venue, more than a dozen Japanese people sat in two rows and kneeled under the stage.
On stage, seven or eight Japanese, dressed in white karate uniforms, were performing proudly.
Chen Dao looked up, and the leading actors of the performance were none other than Tsuyoshi Fujita and Ryuichi Akutagawa.
The Japanese who play the supporting roles either carry a blue square brick or a long square wooden stick.
Fujita Tsuyoshi opened his eyes angrily, his fists were crossed in his chest, and then he split to the sides of his body and rushed towards the supporting characters.
In the deafening shouts, Fujita Tsuyoshi smashed those cyan bricks with three punches and two kicks.
On the other side, Akutagawa Ryuichi clasped his hands on his chest, bent forward slightly and stood on the spot, allowing the supporting characters to pick up the wooden sticks in their hands and hit him on the back, and then snapped into two.
The handsome karate uniform and masculine performance caused thunderous applause and cheers on the audience.
Chen Dao turned his head to look at the east side of the competition platform, the venue of the Chinese team.
In stark contrast to the Japanese team, two-thirds of the 14 or 5 Chinese personnel were wearing hot pot restaurant work clothes, and all of them were injured, either with a splint plaster on their arms or crutches in their hands, and Lao Liu, who was the leader, was also wrapped in a thick white bandage on the top of his head, and his right arm was still hung from his chest with a plaster cast and a white cloth.
Good, very good, before the game, the worse the Chinese team's appearance, the better.
Chen Dao sneered in his heart as he walked to the west side of the competition platform.
Casually waved at the Japanese who bowed to him. Chen Dao walked behind them and said with a smile to Hiroshi Oshima and the others who got up to greet him, "Mr. Oshima, do you see it?" The audience has been captivated by the demeanor of your country's samurai. β
"See, thanks to this competition arranged by Your Excellency, our samurai have this opportunity to show their demeanor in front of the people of the world. Look at the reporters and videographers around the arena, and after the game, they will spread the heroic appearance of the samurai of the Great Japanese Empire to every corner of the world. Hiroshi Oshima said wistfully.
"That's great." Chen Dao said with a smile: "If I guess correctly, after this competition, Mr. Oshima should have at least one more medal on his chest." You'll also have a star added to your pin. β
The smile on Hiroshi Oshima's face grew brighter, and Chen Daozheng spoke of his pride. For this huge competition. In Japan, from Hirohito to every Japanese citizen who knows about it, they are full of expectations. I saw this as an opportunity to raise Japan's image as a nation in Europe and around the world. He had already received a promise from the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Ministry of Military Affairs that the day he won the duel would be the moment when he would be promoted to the rank of knight.
For the sake of national honor and personal future, Hiroshi Oshima took this duel as the top priority in his tenure.
His Excellency the Governor in front of him responded that unless Amaterasu defected to China and no longer blessed Japan, it would be difficult for him to lose this duel.
"Thanks to Your Excellency's many cares, I will usher in a peak in my personal career. I will always retain my gratitude to you. Hiroshi Oshima respectfully bowed to Chen Dao to the end.
"Mr. Oshima, look at the other side, with a white bandage on his head. The man with his right arm hanging from his chest. Chen Dao said.
Hiroshi Oshima raised his eyes and looked across the road.
"That person is the Chinese who is going to fight against Mr. Inukai Xuefu, and in his current state, the duel has not yet begun, and Mr. Inukai has already won." Chen Dao said.
Hiroshi Oshima was even more relieved when he saw Lao Liu's tragic situation, and couldn't help clenching his fists and waving it fiercely, as if he had won the battle.
Chen Dao saw that the number of people in the audience was increasing. He said goodbye to Hiroshi Oshima, but Hiroshi Oshima stopped him. Whispered in his ear.
After hearing this, Chen Dao said with a smile: "Mr. Oshima is really too polite, of course I can meet you with this little request, and when the duel starts, I will make your request public." β
"Thank you, Your Excellency, and I always believe that you are Japan's most reliable friend. The entire Imperial Japanese Empire is looking forward to your visit, and after this duel, please leave for Japan as soon as possible, and you will be Japan's most honored guest. β
"I'll leave as soon as the duel is over." Chen Dao said.
The moment he turned around, the smile on Chen Dao's face instantly dissipated.
It's not enough to be buried alive, and even wanting to die in a trick is really self-inflicted and can't live.
Shi Shiran walked in front of the Chinese team, Chen Dao kept waving to everyone, and then walked in front of Lao Liu.
"How's your preparation?" Chen Dao asked.
"Even if I let that little Japanese have one hand, I have the confidence to abolish him, and there is no problem with Wenzi, but Xiao Chen's back injury has not healed yet, I'm afraid it's a little hanging." Lao Liu said.
"I'm fine, even if it's injured, I can win." Chen Zhen said.
"Ye Wen and Lao Liu will definitely be able to win two games, even if you lose this time, two wins and one loss, you are still the ones who win, don't be reckless, if the situation is not good, give up as soon as possible, don't force it." Chen Dao persuaded him.
"When the time comes, maybe I'll be able to kick him with one kick." Chen Zhen said nonchalantly.
Chen Dao glanced at the Japanese opposite, found Lao Liu and the three of them beside him, and asked softly: "You have also seen the performance of the Japanese, do you have any feelings?" β
"It looks good, but it doesn't have much to chew." Chen Zhen said.
"Monkey play, boring." Lao Liu's comment was concise and to the point.
"It's boring." Ye Wen said.
Chen Dao first smiled dumbly, and then his face turned straight, and he said to the three of them: "You have practiced kung fu, it is called martial arts, and now it is also called national arts, who of you knows, what is the true meaning of national arts?" β
"My master said that martial arts is the art of personal prosperity and national prosperity and stability." Chen Zhen said.
"What my master said is almost the same, the art of the country, the art of self-cultivation and strengthening the country." Ye Wen said.
"Lao Liu, what do you say?" Chen Dao looked at Lao Liu.
"I haven't practiced martial arts, I only know that martial arts are kung fu used to fight and kill people." Lao Liu said.
Chen Dao slapped his face and said to Lao Liu with a smile: "The answer you said is similar to what I want to say." You remember, there is a Wang Chao Wang Daxia once said that the national art only kills, not performs, I deeply believe this, I hope you can also remember this sentence. β
Lao Liu was okay, Chen Zhen and Ye Wen invariably showed thoughtful expressions.
There was a sudden commotion in the audience, and Chen Dao raised his eyes to see Hitler wearing an earthy yellow military shirt and a big-brimmed hat walking into the VIP seat.
Chen Dao looked at his watch again, and at nineteen o'clock in the morning, the duel time was coming soon.
Chen Dao hurried to the referee's bench to meet the special guest and deputy referee of the duel, the Bohemian governor Heydrich.
"The performance just now is quite interesting, but the show is too strong. And in my opinion, it's all a political show, and I don't think there's anything to be interesting about this duel, so why do you have to make me the referee? Heydrich asked, puzzled.
"Who made you the legendary Aryan Superman? Why are you missing from this kind of occasion? Chen Dao teased.
Chen Dao's ridicule did not have the slightest suspicion of sycophancy.
Heydrich was not only a beastly bloodthirsty, but he also had a great musical talent and delicate emotions, and he played the violin that could make people cry; Not only that, but he is also a very good athlete, with a track and field decathlon; Excellent grades, proficient in skiing, swimming, sailing, flying, riding, cross-country, fencing, both sharpshooter and swordsman, once ran across Germany, and is a modern pentathlon. Later, he also served as the athletic director of the SS national leader. Heydrich was the ideal model of the National Socialist Party's racial ideals, and it was once said: "When Na-Pure looks in the mirror, he sees Heydrich." β
Traditionally, a notary is required to be present in a duel, and Chen Dao felt that it was necessary to find a martial arts master to assist him as a referee, so Heydrich sat in the referee's seat.
"Okay, for the sake of you giving me a ticket, and it's still a super VIP seat, I'll be a referee." Heydrich said with a smile.
When the time came, Chen Dao waved to Heydrich, and the two walked onto the field.
Saluting in the direction of Hitler, Chen Dao said into the microphone: "Honorable FΓΌhrer, distinguished guests, I am the referee of this duel, Heinz. Feng. Rosen, next to me was the vice-referee, Mr. Heydrich, the Governor of Bohemia. Now that the time has come, I declare that the duel begins. Next, the first item is carried out, and the contestants of both sides are invited to come to the stage and verify their identities. β
A total of six players from both sides of the duel walked onto the field, and Heydrich took the photos to compare the looks of the six people one by one, and asked questions about details such as height and age.
Heydrich quickly confirmed that all six were his own, and when he inspected them, there was a cacophony of chatter in the audience, and some people pointed at the six people in the room.
"The audience is questioning why some of the contestants have injuries on their bodies, should we explain?" Heydrich asked.
Chen Dao said: "There is no need to explain, time is pressing, let's hurry up and move on to the next link." β
Heydrich keenly noticed that there seemed to be some conspiracy hidden in Chen Dao's answer, but he was not good at asking in detail, so he shrugged his shoulders and stopped asking.
"Next, I would like to invite Mr. Nakatomi Inukai, the representative of Japan, to speak to you." Chen Dao said.
The dog raised the school and walked to the microphone proudly, followed by two of his subordinates.
The two carried a plaque in their hands, which was engraved with two lines of Chinese and German bilingual characters.
Chen Dao looked at the four Chinese characters on the plaque, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but sneer.
Lao Liu and the others glared angrily when they saw the plaque, and their hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
The reason is simple, they recognize the four large Chinese characters on the plaque.
The sick man of East Asia! (To be continued)
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