The situation was urgent.
At this time, the provincial governor Zang Shiyi also rushed to the staff headquarters.
The originally spacious room now seemed extremely crowded.
"Don't move, don't resist.
Put the gun in the warehouse and hold on until you die.
Let's all be benevolent and sacrifice for the country."
Zhang Haipeng heard Zhao Zhenfan's voice shouting on the phone.
"Put the gun in the warehouse and hold on to death.
I'm afraid it's impossible.
The Japanese army has already moved in.
Maybe they are about to be fired now.
There is no reason to put the gun away from the line of fire."
Li Jichuan reasoned.
He said emphatically, "The ancients still have generals out there, and your orders are not accepted.
Now that the young marshal is listening to the show, he must not be aware of the urgent situation in Fengtian.
Should we do something special and fight back the Japanese troops first?"
" "Yes, Fengtian is the old commander left by the old commander.
If Fengtian City is lost, how can we have the face to meet the old commander under Jiuquan in a hundred years?"
Zang Shiyi said in pain.
Zhang Haipeng said solemnly, "This is an order.
If something goes wrong and an all-out war between the two countries is provoked, will you be responsible or I?
Can you afford it?"
"I have lost Fengtian and people all over the country are scolding me.
I can't even take responsibility for it."
Li Jichuan turned pale and walked away.
Under the dark night, only the searchlight mechanically swept back and forth.
The barracks closer to the west where the Japanese troops rushed in could be heard with the sounds of messy footsteps, screams, and the ferocious laughter of the Japanese troops.
The soldiers of the brigade were chasing the escaping soldiers of the 7th Brigade.
Bang The window of the barracks was kicked open, and soldiers jumped out of the window one after another.
A dozen Japanese soldiers rushed in at the door of the barracks.
"Don't move, don't resist.
Put the gun in the warehouse and hold on until you die.
Let's all be benevolent and sacrifice for the country."
From the loudspeaker, Zhu Zhirong repeated Zhang Haipeng's words over and over again.
"Ah" Wei Zhigui cried out in pain as he looked at the bayonet that penetrated his chest.
The Japanese troops who broke through the wall from the west side of Beida Camp first rushed to the west barracks closest to the wall.
A few soldiers had jumped out of the barracks windows and escaped, and may have been killed by the Japanese troops outside.
Shangfeng ordered them not to resist, and they could only face the wolf-like Japanese army unarmed.
Watching the Japanese bayonets pierce their chests.
Pungent blood flowed on the sheets, under the bed boards, and on the ground.
The entire barracks was blood red, and the blood also stained the ground outside the barracks.
"I hate it so much."
Wei Zhigui's cry became weaker and weaker.
As the Japanese bayonet was drawn out, the man collapsed.
Half of his body was still on the bed board, and half was resting on the blood on the ground.
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In the barracks, other soldiers fell into Zhibo from time to time.
After assassinating all the soldiers on the bed, the Japanese soldiers who were still unfinished quickly left the barracks and quickly turned to other targets.
Just when the soldiers hiding under the bed thought they could escape, there was a low sound at the door of the barracks.
Daochuan Jiaze set up the machine gun at the door, lay on the ground, and pointed the gun at the cowardly Chinese soldiers under the bed with a grin.
"Tu tu tu tu" The sound of gunfire sounded like tearing cloth, and the mouth of the machine gun spewed tongues of fire that were selective and devouring, devouring the lives of the soldiers under the bed in the barracks.
In Nanjing, under Zhang Xueliang's determined non-resistance doctrine, these soldiers sacrificed their lives just to allow Nanjing to occupy the right side of the League of Nations.
Let them refute the Japanese at the negotiating table and hope that the League of Nations can uphold justice and intervene in Japan's atrocities.
When the Japanese army occupied Jinan, they withdrew due to international pressure.
Nanjing and Zhang Xueliang hope to see this scene repeated in Fengtian City, but who can see the humiliation and hatred of the soldiers and people who died in vain when they occupied Jinan and Fengtian?
The scene of the barracks in the distance to the west was vaguely visible under the shaking of the searchlight.
The Japanese army was massacring defenseless soldiers.
These soldiers are their soldiers, they have trained, joked, and fought with them, their compatriots, but now they are being killed by the Japanese bayonets and guns because of the stupid orders from above.
"The Japanese came to the camp and stabbed our brothers to death.
So many people were unarmed and killed by machine guns in the barracks.
When the old commander was here, he would never let the Japanese kill us like this.
Old commander, old commander Handsome, when you are in Heaven, open your eyes and look at the soldiers you led before, look at the current Beida Camp, and look at what Fengtian has become now."
Under the night, a soldier squatted down with his head in his hands and howled heartbrokenly.
Seeing Pao Ze running around in a panic and helpless state on the west side of the camp, there was a lot of crying.
In front of the 7th Brigade Staff Headquarters, in the sky over the entire Beida Camp, the lingering resentment seemed to form a dark cloud, blocking the moonlight.
"Put the gun in the warehouse and hold on until you die.
Let's all be benevolent and sacrifice for the country."
Zhu Zhirong still urged the soldiers in front of him to turn in their weapons.
Wang Tiehan also had tears in his eyes.
Yes, if the commander were here, the Japanese would never dare to kill the soldiers of the Northeast Army so blatantly.
If the commander were here, they would never be willing to endure such a shame and humiliation.
The piercing sound of the gunshot was like piercing Wang Tiehan's heart, and the pain that penetrated into his soul was so overwhelming that he couldn't breathe.
The Japanese could not be allowed to continue killing like this.
Wang Tiehan was determined and was about to speak out when a tall figure carrying a Czech light machine gun pushed aside the soldiers on both sides and strode forward.
Those heavy footsteps are like stepping on people's hearts, and those angry eyes are like burning the whole world.
Jiang Li had never been so angry, even when he was slapped dozens of times and stepped on his face by the instructor during training.
Jiang Li had never been so desperate, even when he was jointly strangled by hundreds of mercenaries on an isolated island.
This despair came from Nanjing, and even more from Zhang Xueliang, the supreme commander of the Northeast Army.
"Jiang Li, what are you going to do?"
Zhu Zhirong saw Jiang Li striding into the staff office, ripped off the phone, and shouted loudly through the loudspeaker.
"Bang!"
Jiang Li lifted the phone and smashed it to pieces on the ground.
The broken parts were scattered all over the floor.
"Jiang Li" Zhu Zhirong wanted to yell again, but was horrified to see Jiang Li shoot him several times in the Czech style.
The loudspeaker was knocked away.
Zhu Zhirong looked panicked and fell to the ground in fright.
Seeing Jiang Li's fierce eyes as if he wanted to eat people, he forgot what to say for a moment.
In front of the staff headquarters, everyone fell silent, including the soldiers who were still sobbing.
Jiang Li's few shots calmed everyone down, and the light machine gun in his hand knocked away the trumpet in Zhu Zhirong's hand dozens of meters away.
What kind of marksmanship did it take to shoot the deputy commander, and what kind of courage did it take.
"Jiang Li, what do you want to do?"
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Zhao Zhenfan couldn't stand it and shouted sharply.
Even though he also hated Zhu Zhirong's behavior, Jiang Li's actions were tantamount to rebellion
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