I thought I could feel proud at the British Consulate, but instead I was deeply humiliated.
Zhang Xueliang's face was full of anger, but he had nowhere to vent, while Chen Zikun's face was expressionless, as if he had expected this result.
Suddenly, Deputy Chief Zhao Yufeng hurried in and whispered: "Commander, something is wrong."
He glanced at Zhang Xueliang.
"Speak directly and louder."
Chen Zikun said impatiently.
"Yes."
Zhao Yufeng followed suit, "The troops of the 20th Division of the Fengjun Army surrounded our anti-smoking law enforcement team in Zhabei, claiming..."
"What to do" "I have to hand over my brothers' weapons."
Zhao Yufeng said angrily.
The 20th Fengjun Division was Xing Shilian's unit, the elite of the Northeast Army.
This time they went south to Shanghai and established a garrison headquarters.
The drunkard's intention was not to drink.
On the surface, it was to mediate disputes, but in fact it was to occupy Shanghai with arms.
Zhang Xueliang said in astonishment: "Why is this happening?
Brother Kunwu, I really don't know about it."
Chen Zikun said: "Han Qing, don't worry.
Don't we have this kind of sincerity between our brothers?
I believe it's not your idea, but it's not good if two armies are fighting against each other and killing each other.
Why don't you go and say it?"
Xing Shilian retreated his troops."
Although Zhang Xueliang was a playboy, he was not stupid at all.
He knew that Xing Shilian did not dare to start a war with Chen Zikun on his own initiative.
This move must have been under Zhang Zuolin's instruction.
It would be useless even if he went there, let alone now.
Really can't leave.
He unconsciously glanced at Miss Song San who was as beautiful as a lonely lily in the corner, waiting for him alone with a glass of champagne.
"Well, I'm afraid my presence won't help.
I'll write a sealing order and Brother Kunwu can send someone to deliver it.
We just arrived at the consulate, so it would be rude to leave the meeting rashly."
Zhang Xueliang said.
Chen Zikun was furious and said stiffly: "Then Han Qing, just stay here, I will handle it myself."
Zhang Xueliang himself didn't do this very well, but Song San's temptation was even greater.
He muttered: "Let Gaoliang Zhuo lead my guards.
Anyone who disobeys will be shot.
Gaoliang Zhuo, do you hear me?"
"I heard you."
Sorghum stalk responded loudly.
Chen Zikun hurried out, but he heard the provocative voice of the British consul behind him: "Dear General, aren't you going to drink a few more glasses of wine?
We have very rich Scotch whiskey here."
"Keep it for yourself."
Chen Zikun didn't reply.
Sir Baldwin shrugged indifferently and whispered to the Westerner next to him: "Impolite guy."
When he reached the door, Chen Zikun suddenly turned around and shouted in English: "Ladies and gentlemen."
The noise gradually subsided, and all eyes were focused on him.
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"It is undeniable that the concession authorities won this round.
It seems that we lost and China lost, but" Here he emphasized his tone and scanned the crowd with his sad eyes, "May 4th awakened the sleeping Chinese people, and May 30th was a wake-up call to make the Chinese people more awake.
The true face of the so-called civilized world, everyone, I am here today to express In a word, we will wait and see.”
Everyone held their breath and listened to his impassioned speech.
Chen Zikun said word for word: "After May 30, the revolution is bound to plunge.
You may win once, twice, or even ten times, but the final victory belongs to China."
After saying this, he turned around and left, his tall body disappearing into the darkness.
"Pa, pa, pa" a solitary applause rang out.
It was the third lady of the Song family who was applauding, then Zhang Xueliang next to her, and then every Chinese person present.
Baldwin held the wine glass and watched this scene with great interest.
He hooked up and the second secretary of the consulate came over.
Hearing Mr.
Consul whisper a few words, he hurried upstairs and picked up the phone and said, "Answer the patrol room."
Chen Zikun was sitting in the car, feeling the blood boiling in his chest.
He did not expect that Feng Jun would turn against him at the critical moment.
Not only did his force deterrence fail to work, but he became the laughing stock of the British.
"When I go to Zhabei, I want to ask Xing Shilian what he wants to do."
Chen Zikun said.
Two cars left the consulate.
Chen Zikun was sitting in the front car, and Zhang Xueliang's bodyguard was in the back car.
The car passed through the Waibaidu Bridge and sped northward.
When it approached the pass, it slowed down.
I could vaguely see someone shaking a flashlight in front of them, signaling. parking.
The car stopped, and Zhao Yufeng got out of the car to negotiate with the patrolman guarding the checkpoint.
He showed the consul's invitation and his identity, but the patrolman leading the team said arrogantly: "Everyone, please get out of the car and undergo inspection."
Zhao Yufeng said angrily: "What are you checking?
How can you check our handsome driver?"
The patrolman said: "This is a concession, a place with rule of law, and everyone is equal."
A Chinese patrolman nearby said helpfully: "There are at least twenty or thirty generals in the concession, and they all have to obey the orders.
I won't miss you.
What are you checking?
Check weapons.
The concession is the territory of foreigners, and you are not allowed to bring them with you." gun."
Zhao Yufeng snorted angrily: "Just wait."
He ran back to the car and said: "Commander, they want to check."
Chen Zikun said calmly: "Shoot."
Zhao Yufeng's eyes widened: "What?"
Chen Zikun said sternly: "Didn't you hear me when I said to shoot?"
It's not that Zhao Yufeng didn't hear it, but he couldn't believe his ears, but Liang Maocai and Gao Liangcao, who were in the same car, heard clearly.
The commander gave the order, and they executed it simply.
Liang Maocai took out a hundred rounds of drums.
He had a Thompson portable machine gun installed, and Sorghum Stalk pulled out two Spanish long-seedling mirrored box guns, and the two of them opened fire, one on the left and the other on the right.
To say that the quality of patrols in the concession is really high, as soon as the gunfire rang out, they all lay down behind the bunkers.
Three guns were spitting flames in the night, and hundreds of bullets were poured on the bunkers and sentry boxes at the pass.
The patrols and business groups The soldiers dared not move.
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Liang Maocai missed a shot, picked up the portable machine gun that was smoking slowly, and said, "It's fun."
The sorghum stalks had just been tied into two bridge clamps, and he shook his head unconvinced.
Chen Zikun said solemnly: "Drive."
The car started, and Liang Maocai stood guard with a gun.
It wasn't until Chen Zikun's special car left the concession that he walked to the sandbag bunker and spat at the trembling patrolman inside: "Check, check your grandma's legs."
The Anti-Smoking Law Enforcement Corps' position was located at the border between Zhabei and the Hongkou District of the Public Concession.
A barricade was built with sandbags.
The muzzle of the gun was pointed toward the concession, but its belly and back were empty.
The threat of the Fengjun 20th Division came from the rear.
A large number of Soldiers wearing yellow military uniforms and carrying Liao 13-year-old rifles occupied the building facing the street.
They set up machine guns on the roof of the building, with barrels sticking out of the windows, and aimed at the brothers of the anti-smoking corps.
The 20th Division of the Fengjun Army is the elite of the Northeast Army, and the Anti-Smoking Law Enforcement Corps is the elite of the Jiangdong Army.
As the saying goes, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain.
When two powerful armies meet together, they usually do not feel sympathy for each other, but hold back their energy to compete with each other.
In this case, This is the situation in Zhabei at that time.
A spark in the tense atmosphere can ignite it.
Chen Zikun's car arrived, and Xue Bin stepped forward to report that the people surrounding him were indeed Feng Jun, an unknown number, at least one regiment.
Both sides have maintained restraint and have not fired.
"Gaoliang Zhuo, go and ask who their subordinates are, and ask the leader to come see me."
Chen Zikun said.
"Yes."
Gao Liang Cuo clicked on his heels and ran forward.
Feng Jun saw a man running out here, and there was a sound of pulling the bolt of a gun.
But when he saw Gao Liang Cuo's military uniform, someone suddenly shouted: "Don't give a damn."
Shoot, it’s one of our own.”
Sorghum stalk ran to the opposite side smoothly and reported his official title and department.
The marshal's adjutant, who had an absolute position, led the team to surround the anti-smoking law enforcement team.
Liu Yifei, the major general and brigade commander of the 24th Brigade of the 20th Division, After listening to Gaoliang Zhuo's words, without saying a word, he straightened his military uniform and went straight to the opposite position with two guards.
Chen Zikun was sitting on the grand master's chair with a golden sword.
Liu Yifei came in and saluted: "Liu Yifei, a humble official, pays homage to Commander Kun."
"Well, you are the brigade commander of the 24th Brigade.
Who asked you to lead the team to surround my anti-smoking law enforcement team?"
Chen Zikun got straight to the point.
"Reporting to Commander Kun, I am serving the military orders of Shanghai Martial Law Commander Xing Shilian."
"Remove the people immediately" "Shuai Kun, you are the Military Affairs Supervisor of Jiangdong Province.
It seems that Shanghai's affairs are not within your scope of responsibility."
Liu Yifei said back without being humble or arrogant.
Gao Liangshuo said from the side: "The army commander has an order for you to withdraw your troops.
If anything happens, he will take care of it."
Liu Yifei said: "Commander Kun, Brother Gao, it's not that brothers don't give you face and don't obey the orders of the young marshal.
It's really hard to disobey military orders.
I will withdraw my troops and move my head immediately."
Chen Zikun said: "Answer Xing Shilian's call for me.
I want to ask him why the martial law is imposed on me.
If you want to eat my team, your teeth will break."
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The call was quickly connected.
Xing Shilian was forty years old this year.
He was much older than Chen Zikun and had enough seniority.
He was from the Japanese Army Non-commissioned Officer School and a veteran of the Feng family.
He had no pressure in front of Chen Zikun.
He said in an official tone: "Smoking-free Law Enforcement Corps The establishment has been cancelled.
Brother, I also sent someone to deal with it.
I hope Commander Kun will forgive me. " Chen Zikun said: "Commander Xing, who is your top leader?"
Xing Shilian said: "My top candidate is the new Jiangsu Supervisor Yang Yuting."
Chen Zikun understood now that there was no possibility of a peaceful solution to this conflict.
He put down the phone and asked Liu Yifei: "Commander Liu, we must fight."
Liu Yifei said: "It's okay not to fight.
Let the brothers hand over their guns.
I will guarantee everyone's safety."
Chen Zikun said: "Weapons are the lives of soldiers, and guns cannot be surrendered.
Brigadier Liu, please go back."
Liu Yifei saluted and returned to his position.
There was a sound of rifle bolts being drawn and bayonets being inserted in front of the two armies.
Both sides were ready for battle and were only waiting for the commander's order to open fire.
Chen Zikun sighed and picked up the phone: "Colonel Andrei Vasilyevich, act as planned."
The battle between Fengjun and the Anti-Smoking Law Enforcement Corps did not break out immediately.
Liu Yifei inquired about the opponent's reality.
This force with the name of police is the most powerful armed force in the Jiangdong Army.
It is equipped with a large number of automatic rifles and portable machine guns.
It is very difficult to fight in the streets.
He had the advantage.
He was using rifles that fired and pulled, so he couldn't really take advantage, so he was still waiting for the brothers from the 44th Brigade to outflank him and use his absolute superiority to eliminate the opponent without any bloodshed.
Forty minutes later, there was finally movement from the rear, and another unit came up, but judging from their posture, they seemed to be heading for the 24th Brigade.
"Brigadier, what's wrong, they are foreign soldiers."
A company commander who was serving as the rear guard hurriedly reported.
Liu Yifei picked up the telescope and looked at it.
Under the dim street lights, British helmets were shining with a faint light.
Under the helmets were tall noses and white skin.
They had large leather khaki military shoes.
The rifles were not common in Chinese battlefields.
It was hard to tell the difference.
Are they British soldiers or American soldiers?
"Send someone who can speak foreign languages to ask them which country they are from and what they want to do," Liu Yifei said.
The news came back quickly, and the British Marines came around behind them, demanding to surrender their guns.
"Fuck grandma, why should I hand over my gun?"
Liu Yifei tilted his nose in anger
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