Chapter 269 Armed uprising

After a brief intimidation and compromise, Chen Jitang finally agreed to the transaction conditions of Hualian: every ten middle-aged men could exchange a German-made Mauser to the logistics department of the Hualian military for twenty shots and fifty bullets.

Women and children convert the population into three to one ratio, and the elderly population with almost no development potential is not calculated in the statistical data.

The two sides also reached a consensus on the standards for the male senior man. Even if they can lift a weight of 100 kilograms, they are qualified. As for age, many things can't be explained by their appearance alone.

As a representative of Hualian, Cheng Wenli was actually just a military backing. Ning Chengdong was the one who was responsible for the negotiations. He had served as a secretary assistant in the cabinet before and was highly appreciated by Li Wansheng for his talent and knowledge. This time he came to Rucheng's border to preside over the negotiations in order to accumulate qualifications and merits and prepare for future promotions.

It was easier to achieve such a result than I thought. He was proud of himself and returned with Cheng Wenli's military vehicle. Sitting upright in the seat of the rear car, with thick armor protection and bulletproof glass cover, he was not worried about safety issues at all.

There were two squads of soldiers accompanying him. Everyone held the assault rifle with excellent performance tightly in their hands. The muzzle was touched with protective grease, and the cold metallic light was emitted.

"I didn't expect this negotiation to go so smoothly. It's all thanks to your credit for General Cheng." According to military rank, Cheng Wenli's rank is now a major general, so it's appropriate to call him a general. When Ning Chengdong first arrived, although his personality is a bit aloof, he also knows the importance of being intimate with the senior leaders of the army.

"Mr. Ning is too proud. The duty of a soldier as a soldier is also a civil servant. The teacher has the means of a civil servant. He can do this so beautifully. The teacher has made great contributions." Cheng Wenli looks heroic and has a strong physique, but his mind is rarely detailed and talented. He has not become vulgar because of his military habits.

Although he was the commander of the first army, Ning Chengdong was young and wise, and was the first graduate of Nanhua University. He had a cabinet background. He had a bright future in the future, and he was a lower attitude and had a good relationship with others. Although the system of Hualian was divided into detailed powers, it did not advocate the coordination between civil and military affairs.

Because it is not a system of magnitude, the army will not be loyal to a certain person, but will be completely obedient to the country.

Both of them have studied and received higher knowledge education. If we really want to learn and cultivate, Cheng Wenli is of course not as good as Ning Chengdong. But he also joined in the back of the carriage and talked about everything, and the atmosphere was not dull.

Ning Chengdong repaired politics and law, but he was also very interested in interesting stories in the military. Especially Cheng Wenli talked about the laws and regulations in the military, which aroused his resonance. Looking at the entire China, there were really not many powerful groups that could govern local areas in accordance with the laws and regulations.

Even the ** Army, which has always been under the banner of "guardians", actually has the party's power over the law and internal discipline has disappeared. This is a system problem. No matter how good Jiang Ruiyuan is, it is difficult to reverse this pattern in a short period of time.

For several years, the so-called new life movement of the ** government has not had any laws. The power of the strong is not restricted, the army and political parties colluded with each other, and they expanded wantonly, crushing the legal framework and moral principles of the entire country.

"Cheng Dong, in fact, Chen Jitang is also a little capable. Don't look at the negotiating table like we were fooled around, it was all pretended." After chatting for a while, the two of them began to criticize. Cheng Wenli called him his name to show his closeness.

This is fresh, Ning Chengdong really didn't believe it: "If he really had the ability, he should continue to fight for it. Isn't greed the nature of a warlord?" He had experienced the terrifying years when Sun Yixian ruled Guangdong, and he couldn't stand the realm of the power of these warlord forces.

"Many people laugh at him for relying on his wife for his meals, but who is the fool who can sit in his position? It's not that he doesn't want to, but that he can't. The negotiation with us is actually not to raise the price, but to prevent us from lowering the price." Seeing that Ning Chengdong was a little puzzled, Cheng Wenli told him the inside story.

He led his troops to guard here, and there were information sent by the intelligence department every day. He was naturally very familiar with Chen Jitang.

Li Jishen has always been dissatisfied with Chen Jitang's use of his power to carry out trade with Hualian. Chen Jitang's attitude towards the two governments of Wuhan and Nanjing was ambiguous, otherwise Li Jishen would not have been pushed to the front line.

Now that the battle has not started, it has made this man late for fat meat, and there are naturally countless complaints in the army. Those direct military generals who are close to Li Jishen have volunteered to exchange defense zones with the Fourth Army. With such a generous investment, which hungry wolf doesn’t blew up to three feet?

The conflicts within the party and the jealousy of colleagues made Chen Jitang feel like he was in a slightest. What's more, allowing refugees to flock to Guangdong Province is a great responsibility.

"He is now making a profit before the other people reacted?" Cheng Wenli said some of the situation, and Ning Chengdong realized the essence of the matter and immediately praised the man's awesomeness.

"Yes, he saw it very accurately. Although Rucheng is good, it is not a place where he can stay for a long time. Not only should he keep an eye on those jealous colleagues and Shangguans, but he also has to always bear strong pressure from our army. Instead of accumulating resentment and committing public anger, it is better to leave, as he has accumulated enough capital."

"It turns out that the plan is good. The wave of refugees on the border has spontaneously flowing, which is simply a business without a foundation. No matter how you look at it, it is just a matter of how much you make, but it's just a matter of how much you make. As expected, Jiang is still old, and fighting wits and courage with these people is not easy."

Ning Chengdong was not discouraged, but his lack of experience influenced his talents and failed to fully display them.

Looking at Ning Chengdong's wry smile, Cheng Wenli also smiled and made him relieved: "You are anxious and confused. The refugees are crowded north of Rucheng, and there are casualties every day. Delaying negotiations may result in affordable results, but why bother? Life is at stake, and we are always different from them."

Ning Chengdong not only did not feel relieved about this intimate word, but was depressed, and his voice seemed a little low: "It's really ironic to be born in this world. When is it our turn to see the lives and deaths of the people in other provinces? Alas, the misfortune of the country is that officials care about the people."

"It's a point to do one point, just do your best. The most important thing in being a human is to be worthy of your guilt."

There are still such voices left in the air, but the convoy has already rushed to other places. The afterglow of the setting sun spread on the welded gravel road, leaving only a faint sadness. This is the scenery of the sunset, as if it is a metaphor for the end of the old era.

The rolling wheels have brought about a new history and are brave enough to drive forward in an unpredictable direction.

Along the way, there were bombing fortifications everywhere, and bullet craters emitting thick smoke were densely spread in the wilderness. The crossbars set up on the road had been completely shattered. The sand and ground were scattered with corpses full of bullet holes. The ammunition boxes and debris were thrown at random, and various types of gun parts and shells were scattered.

Only some fragmented Japanese logos can be used to know the origin and ownership of these weapons.

Tainan, Japan's colonial hegemony here has been challenged unprecedentedly. Originally, it was a self-governing front that used low-key as its code of conduct and played some bomb attacks every day, but now it has begun to engage in large-scale armed activities, attacking the Japanese army's strongholds in Taiwan.

There are less than 10,000 Japanese troops in Taiwan, and these troops are not elite troops in China, but more like second-tier troops responsible for doing odd jobs and maintaining public order. Veterans are very old soldiers, so old that they are almost ready to retire. As for new recruits, they are even more new.

This is because Japan relies on its strength in the navy and does not think that anyone can attack Taiwan, so it has not maintained too many troops there. Given Japan's current economic situation, this "waste" will never pass the cabinet approval.

In order to maintain local affairs, the governor of Taiwan also recruited some pro-Japanese factions from Taiwan's island to serve as auxiliary police officers and were responsible for suppressing the unrest on the island. The name is police officers, but in fact they are soldiers, and they serve as many guard tasks.

This obviously violates the military system and belongs to the source of private equity. However, the Japanese government turned a blind eye to such things. It would be the best if it could not shed the blood of the Yamato nation.

Chaos are destined from the time the first shell fell.

The roar of the 105-mm grenade slashed through the air, stimulating the soldier's thin eardrums, and there were harsh screams and fierce gunfire everywhere, and the explosion roar and the heat waves filled with flames also rose one after another.

The soldiers stationed in Taiwan were surprised to find that these violent elements who claimed to be autonomous front actually had artillery stronger than their own army. Some of the veterans mixed in the team, some of whom had even participated in the Russo-Japanese War, could determine the caliber of the shell by just listening to the sound.

The simple construction of temporary fortifications completely lost their function. Between the blown sandbags and the rocks, fragments of human body that cannot be distinguished are accumulated.

The chaos became increasingly intense, and the densely falling shells from above the head caused one after another to explode, as well as bloody chaos and death. The riots that only local auxiliary police could suppress were now launched a large-scale offensive against our own camp, which was still under strict defense.

Although the troops sent by the Japanese mainland were not elite, they were at least well-trained and had various plans to respond to emergency situations. However, the three thousand local "indigenous people" who were temporarily recruited infinitely amplified the pressure they could still bear, resulting in the spread of chaos.

Under this kind of artillery bombardment with a strength far exceeding that of one's own ability, most people seemed at a loss in the face of the sudden blow. It was not until the bloody corpse fell in front of them and their companions' intestines and broken limbs flew on them that they screamed and spread the terrifying atmosphere at an extremely fast speed.

The fearful mentality is contagious. The panic of the "indigenous" auxiliary police officers has begun to infect those Japanese soldiers with a weak will. The bad nature of the second-line troops has begun to be fully revealed.

The eyes, ears, mouth and nose were covered with countless sticky plasma. In addition to the smell of blood and gunpowder, and the strong fishy smell emitted by the rotten flesh, the Japanese garrison even had the first batch of deserters.

People and corpses were everywhere, and thunderous explosions rolled across the ground, accompanied by the fog and flames that surged out of the spring, blooming everywhere. The bombardment was so dense and swift that it finally mixed into the same roar. Pieces of fireworks shot into the sky and turned into an explosive curtain wall rolling in kilometers.

Standing beside Feng Zhixi, Zhou Feihuo was full of energy and his eyebrows were raised in a very realistic manner: "The Japanese army has been defeated, and our efforts over the past six months have finally not been in vain."

Feng Zhixi's expression was also very excited when he received this victory. He even thanked Zhou Feihuo for his assistance: "I have always been waiting for today in my dreams. It is really satisfying to see the former enemy burial in the sea of ​​fire."

It was vaguely seen that a few crystal tears shaved the middle-aged man's wrinkled corners of his eyes. Time eroded his body, but it tempered his determination to take revenge.

For this battle, the autonomous front has been preparing for more than half a year, and has reserved weapons and ammunition from Zhou Feihuo to support this shocking battle.

The arrogant Japanese army was slapped loudly in the back garden of the Taiwan Empire. There was even blood on the red mark. This shame would certainly bring more bloody revenge.

But who cares? Feng Zhixi had never thought about sitting down with the Japanese to have tea and chat. As for whether those numb people would be affected, it was not a question he should consider.

Under Feng Zhixi's military order, the artillery fire cover continued to extend forward until the following infantry emerged from the smoke of gunpowder, and quickly formed an attack circle around the basin based on the advantage of the battle situation. The horrifying artillery bombardment gradually became sparse.

The Japanese garrison trapped in the encirclement seemed like a wounded beast, covered in dust and covered in blood and dirt, and was crowded with blood and dirt on their bodies, forming fire points that support each other, and fighting desperately against the enemies appearing on the edge of the basin.

They tried their best to counterattack, running, fleeing, crawling, shooting, jumping up, then pounced down, being shot, and rolling around. The dense firepower shot from all directions was terrible. Not long after, the slopes near the outer edge of the basin were already filled with casualties.

The autonomous front army, which was the vanguard of attack, suffered heavy losses and was forced to retreat. They retreated in a mess to the core of the relatively remote basin. Hundreds of companions were left on the slope. A considerable number of people did not die on the spot, but were fatal injuries, and were still struggling to leave again and stand up.

Although the autonomous front pushed the war to the Japanese army camp in Taiwan with its equipment and raids, it did not mean that they were doing well themselves. Those extremely simple grenade launchers exerted amazing power in the hands of Japanese veterans.

Feng Zhixi himself has no experience in commanding large-scale operations. It is really hard for him to suddenly lead more than 7,000 people to fight and control the complex rhythm.

Murmuring and screaming filled the basin, and wounded soldiers wailing in the huge pile of corpses who wanted to crawl back to their camp. The blood flowing out of countless bodies soaked the dry soil into a red pool of thick slurry.

The Japanese soldiers were still resisting, and the officers mixed in various battle groups shouted loudly, using insulting words to curse and loud encouragement, desperately trying to dispel the soldiers' fear of powerful opponents and rekindle their fanatical and selfless fighting consciousness.

However, more and more soldiers were forced to flee back from the edge of the basin, all of whom were crowded at the farthest distance from their opponents' attacks and seemed relatively safer. Unconsciously, at a loss, squeezed the narrow space that was not much, and opened their eyes that were reddishly reflected by the flesh and blood of the dead.

It breathed heavily like a group of wild horses on the verge of declining. Tears, snot, sweat, mixed with soil and smoke and dust in the air, adhered to its face and condensed into pieces of dark and unclear, dirty dirt like rags.

The special forces members surrounding the edge of the basin stopped attacking, and the hot barrels slowly cooled down in the howling wind. Even cold, there were also several Nissan armored vehicles gathered near the snatched ones. With the cover, they pointed the assault rifles that were refilled with bullets back at the Japanese soldiers who were remnants of the central basin.

These people are members of the special operations team led by Zhou Zhihao. The obvious difference from their excellent equipment can be seen from ordinary soldiers. Not to mention the strong body formed by eating all day long, and the tenacious will of rigorous military training.

Soldiers on the autonomous front cannot afford assault rifles, but can only play with German goods. The Mauser's twenty-shot rifle with good performance. Considering the factors of the British-Japanese alliance agreement, the weapons provided by Zhong Yang for Feng Zhixi are mainly German goods.

As a high-quality imitation expert, Zhong Yang has a smart factory and mass production of counterfeit German rifles is not a difficult problem.

The tragic battlefield suddenly turned into a dead corpse like a cemetery at this moment. In addition to the pain howling and moans from the pile of corpses, occasionally there were shells falling from high places, and the harsh metal reverbs made by collisions with each other. A heavy breathing sound of nearly asthma was made from people's mouths and noses, but was quickly swallowed up by the whistling wind that rushed and swept away.

After secret pre-intelligence collection and Zhou Yan's plan, the entire battle finally achieved the predetermined goal. The remaining ammunition inventory is no longer enough to launch any decent offensive.

What Feng Zhixi has to do now is to execute the surrendered Japanese defeated soldiers and collect the inventory inside the military camp. He will continue to attack Kaohsiung tomorrow, and before other troops can react, they will complete the supply there in a plundering manner. This is not only to ensure the subsequent supply of resources, but also to stimulate morale.

Relying solely on lofty beliefs can not support the increasingly large-scale autonomous front team. The necessary indulgence can help improve morale and fighting spirit, but the person you choose must also be clear. Robbing local residents is definitely not a good choice, it is the way to die.

The biggest problem that the severance of the support of the people is the loss of intelligence transmission and civil protection, which is related to the life and death of the entire organization. Feng Zhixi has repeatedly warned that robbery can only be targeted at the Japanese, which is an iron rule.

As for the next destination after looting the wealthy Kaohsiung harbour, the next step is to pass through the Dapu River and go to the eastern mountain range to avoid threats from the Japanese navy. This incident will definitely trigger large-scale revenge in Japan, and sending troops into Taiwan is basically a foregone conclusion.

Only by relying on the mountains can we continue the war...

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