The chaos in Nanjing gave Chen Zikun a very bad feeling, as if he had arrived in Beijing in the Gengzi Year.
The Eight-Power Allied Forces marching into Beijing and the humiliating Xinchou Treaty triggered by the Gengzi Revolution are still like heavy shackles.
On China's neck, it was like a bunch of greedy leeches, sucking away the remaining blood bit by bit from the remains.
Shuangxi seemed a little unwilling, and said angrily: "Commander, don't you always say you are anti-imperialist?
Now the imperialists are right here, why don't you take action and help them in turn?"
Chen Zikun said: "If killing foreigners can lead to anti-imperialism, I will lead you to kill them, but can you?
There are foreign gunboats parked in the Yangtze River.
Why don't you see them fight?
You know how to bully defenseless women and children who are weak?
What kind of hero can you think of?"
Shuangxi thought for a while and said: "We Jiangdong Army are heroes and we won't do this, but let's just leave it alone and let the brothers of the Northern Expedition Army do their best to relieve their anger."
Chen Zikun said: "They are relieved and comfortable, but in the end, foreigners will take revenge on whomever they hit.
Whether it is military intervention or compensation, it will ultimately fall on the common people, so we not only have to take care of this matter, but also Keep it to the end.”
Shuangxi stopped talking, but looking at his stubborn eyes, it seemed that he still didn't understand what Chen Zikun said.
The convoy drove to the Dahua Hotel in the city, which was the temporary headquarters set up by the Jiangdong Army.
After Chen Zikun met with the troops, he immediately dispatched military police units in platoons to protect universities, hospitals, churches, consulates, etc. where there were many foreigners. .
The news came back quickly.
Most of the Westerners in Nanjing had fled to the Shanghai Concession by boat the day before yesterday, so the casualties were not very large.
Many empty houses were looted, and all the curtains, carpets, chandeliers, etc. were wiped out.
The British and Japanese Attack on the Chinese Consulate At most, the British consul and his wife were missing.
The Japanese consul Morioka Shohei was shot and narrowly escaped.
The American consulate was deserted.
It is said that Consul Davis led a group of Westerners to the Mobil Kerosene Company, probably to look for warships. protection.
Chen Zikun and the American consul Davis were old acquaintances, and he hurriedly sent Shuangxi to lead a squad of guards to Xiaguan for protection.
Xiaguan is located in the northwest corner of Nanjing, close to the Yangtze River.
It has a dock and a train station.
It is an important transportation hub in Nanjing.
Mobil Kerosene Company and British American Tobacco Company are located here.
Shuangxi has never been to Nanjing before, and it is difficult to distinguish the north from the south, so I had to go there.
A local man acted as a guide.
He walked to the bottom of a hill and suddenly heard gunshots from above.
Shuangxi listened for a while and said, "Big eyes and water."
A soldier pointed to the mountain and said, "Look, someone is saying hello to us."
Shuangxi put up an arbor and looked over, and saw someone on the roof of a villa waving sheets at them, yelling, and jumping up and down.
"What are you shouting for?"
Shuangxi scratched his head.
"It's to help." said a second lieutenant who was a student soldier and knew English.
"That's right."
Shuangxi led the soldiers up the mountain.
He walked over carelessly and was about to shout when a bullet flew towards him.
Shuangxi felt his head was covered and he fell to the ground.
The brothers immediately raised their guns and fired, and a dense rain of bullets hit them.
The branches and leaves of the trees where the rebels were hiding were flying everywhere, the door of the villa was opened, and the people inside were shouting and screaming.
The soldiers took advantage of the suppressed firepower of the rebels and rushed to the villa carrying Shuangxi.
As soon as they entered the door, the opponent's machine gun started.
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Shuangxi was not dead.
A stray bullet hit the helmet, which only made a dent.
If the angle were just a few minutes more positive, the seeds in his head would have turned into rotten watermelons.
The rivers were coming, and he almost capsized in the gutter, but He was so angry that he snatched a Thompson, smashed the window glass with the butt of the gun, and swiped the shuttle outside.
The foreigners in the villa were dumbfounded.
A middle-aged man asked in Mandarin with a strong Nanjing flavor: "Are you Jiang Dongjun?"
Shuangxi said: "How do you know?"
The man shrugged and said, "The Jiangdong Army is the only army in China that is dressed up in such an American style."
No wonder foreigners admit their mistake.
The military uniforms worn by Chen Zikun's guards are different from ordinary troops.
They are made of American surplus materials from World War I, khaki military canvas belts, Tony helmets and leather boots, and they also carry American guns.
From a distance, they really look like the same team.
Like an American soldier.
There are fifty-three Westerners hiding in this villa, including diplomats from the consulate, employees of Mobil Kerosene Company and British American Tobacco, professors of Jinling University, church clergy and their families.
The people who just besieged the villa were a group of rebels, extorting money.
The foreigners wanted to come in to rob after taking the money, but after being refused, a shootout broke out.
The foreigners saw a small group of American soldiers passing by at the foot of the mountain, and quickly called for help.
This led to what just happened.
There were hundreds of rebels surrounding the villa, and they tended to gather more and more.
The Russian water-made rifles fired bang-bang, and the machine guns fired at the villa door into a sieve.
Fortunately, it was a solid masonry structure.
If it were Japanese-style A wooden and cardboard house will definitely cause a lot of casualties.
Shuangxi was anxious.
He only led one squad of soldiers.
Even though the portable machine gun was powerful, it could not withstand the large number of people on the other side.
If the fight continued like this, the brothers would have to go in and shout outside, saying that they were from the Jiangdong National Revolutionary Army.
But there is a language barrier.
The crude Southern Thai dialect and the bird-like Cantonese cannot speak together at all.
Seeing that the bullets were getting less and less, the people sent out to request reinforcements were also beaten to death on the roadside.
Shuangxi was furious and yelled that he wanted to cut the gang into pieces.
Suddenly, the foreigners gave him an idea and gave him to Jiang Shang.
The warship sent a signal to call for fire support.
Shuangxi agreed without thinking.
He led his men to fire a round, covered a foreigner who climbed onto the roof, and flashed the signal light in the direction of the Yangtze River.
Ten minutes later, the warships parked on the river began to fire.
Clouds of smoke filled the air, and the shells whizzed past and exploded around the villa.
The ground was shaking.
The rebels suddenly dispersed, but the bombardment continued, extending from the hill to In Xiaguan City, there was thick smoke and flames everywhere.
"Make them fucking stop," Shuangxi shouted.
But the gunboat seemed to be addicted to the attack, and the bombardment continued.
Soon, the artillery in the city began to fire back.
The artillery battle between the two sides gradually subsided for half an hour.
Shuangxi was very angry and led the team to evacuate the villa regardless of the foreigners' requests.
He didn't care about the life or death of these white-eyed wolves.
The Commander-in-Chief of the Jiangdong Army and the Commander-in-Chief of the Jiangdong Army on the Eastern Route of the Northern Expedition, Cheng Qianqian, met in Nanjing.
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Facing this old alliance member and revolutionary predecessor, Chen Zikun kept a very low profile, and Cheng Qian did not exaggerate.
After a brief greeting, the discussion began The problem of riots.
"Fortunately, I sent troops in time to protect schools, churches, hospitals and other places.
Otherwise, I don't know how much trouble would have occurred.
The Northern Expedition has not yet succeeded.
Now the great powers remain neutral for the time being.
If they are forced to go to Fengzhang and fight against us, they can't I'm in big trouble."
Cheng Qian spoke in Hunan dialect and talked happily.
The adjutant came in and reported: "Commander, a dozen rebels were caught."
Cheng Qian waved his hand: "Kill him.
If he is caught again, he will be shot.
Don't ask me."
Chen Zikun said: "Commander Cheng is indeed a thunderous tactic, but to get rid of the evil, we still have to find out the instigators.
I think this xenophobia is premeditated, otherwise how could he only rob foreigners and do nothing to the common people."
Cheng Qian said: "I am really smart, but I am familiar with foreigners.
When I explain in the future, just put the responsibility on the Zhilu Army's defeated troops and let them look for Zhang Zongchang's bad luck."
Chen Zikun smiled and said: "I can do this naturally."
Cheng Qian said: "I plan to stay in Nanjing for a few days."
"I'll go to Shanghai tomorrow.
There are still a lot of things waiting to be dealt with there."
"Yes, military affairs are really busy.
The Prime Minister said it well.
The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard.
Let us work hard together for the great cause of the Northern Expedition."
The two hands were clasped together and they were shaken vigorously.
Chen Zikun did not stay in Nanjing any longer and rushed to Shanghai with his guards on a special train.
The group of refugees he rescued on the way were unwilling to leave him even after being beaten to death.
Marshal Chen simply acted as a good man and sent them all the way to Shanghai.
When the bus arrived in Shanghai, the place in front of the train station had been cleared, drums were playing loudly, and the honor guard stood straight.
Bai Chongxi came to welcome Chen Zikun in person.
The old brothers who had not seen each other for many years reunited again, and there were thousands of words left unsaid.
The headquarters of the Northern Expeditionary Army is located in Longhua.
The car needs to pass through the entire Shanghai and march on Zhabei Street.
The roadside is full of teams of workers wearing canvas pants and red armbands.
From time to time, a group of people gathers around the roadside. , listening to people speak loudly.
"The bombardment of Nanjing by British and American warships is an opportunity to cause trouble and an armed interference in the revolution.
We will never agree to it."
The speaker was probably a student.
His voice was high and powerful, and his navy blue student dress was straight, which vaguely reminded Chen Zikun of Zheng Zeru.
"The foreign powers killed and injured more than 7,000 soldiers and civilians in Nanjing.
This is a great shame and humiliation.
This is a bloody feud to defeat imperialism."
The students raised their arms and shouted, and the crowd shouted after him.
There were waves of anger, mixed with one or two gunshots.
"Zi Kun, how many people died in Nanjing?"
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Bai Chongxi asked.
"The bombardment of Xiaguan killed thirty-six soldiers and civilians and injured dozens of others."
Chen Zikun was still looking at the revolutionary masses who were gradually retreating outside the car window.
"Using the topic, they want to put us on the fire."
Bai Chongxi said meaningfully.
"Who are they and who are we?"
Chen Zikun was puzzled.
"They are from Wuhan.
We just have you, my brother, and Commander-in-Chief Chiang.
He may be impatient at this moment.
Drive faster."
Bai Chongxi knocked on the driver's shoulder, the car accelerated, and the plane trees on the roadside quickly Flash back.
Chen Zikun said worriedly: "The military and government are not unified, and the National Government in Wuhan is controlled by outsiders and is constrained everywhere.
What should we do?"
Bai Chongxi snorted coldly and said: "We can't bear it any longer.
They abolished the Central Executive Committee, the Military Commission, and replaced the Organization Minister.
We've all endured it.
The young people instigated the rebels to rob foreigners in an attempt to provoke a conflict between the Northern Expeditionary Army and the great powers. , We can bear it if they slap the shit on our heads, but if they don’t stop, don’t blame us for being rude.”
As he spoke, he made a neat gesture of cutting a melon.
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