Chungking's million people, who suffered and defied Japanese bombs in the drab, heroic time of World War II, had no will to resist the oncoming Communists. A delegation of silk merchants and other traders went out to the city's suburbs and talked things over with the Red advance guard. That night, with no opposition, troops of the Communists' one-eyed Dragon, wily General Liu Po-cheng, crossed the Yangtze. By morning, the gold-starred Red flag flew over Chungking's whitewashed plaster buildings and its crooked cliffside streets.
Generalissimo Chiang Kai-shek stayed on until the forlorn end,...
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