"The next two change horses and get stronger."
Hearing Jiang Li's voice, Ma Zhuang exclaimed.
He was chased too closely by the Japanese that day, and his superiors had issued strict orders.
Now he could let go and kill the Japanese.
There was no hesitation in Ma Zhuang's mind.
A moment later, two more Japanese soldiers died.
It would be better if these Japanese soldiers could be captured through psychological pressure.
However, the Japanese soldiers were very determined at this time, and Jiang Li's idea was not realistic.
Japanese soldiers continued to rush out of the trenches and killed more than 20 Japanese soldiers.
Jiang Li did not waste any more time and directly ordered an attack.
The rapid sound of mortars sounded the funeral bell for the Japanese soldiers in the trenches.
Although Wang Tiehan and Zhao Zhenfan were both present at this time, no one thought there was anything wrong with Jiang Li's rash order.
At this time, these soldiers realized that the Japanese troops who rushed into Beida Camp were nothing.
But if it weren't for Jiang Li, they would have been killed by this group of weak enemies.
It is not known how many of them could escape.
"Chief of Staff, Commander Wang, the safety of the arsenal is related to the supply of weapons and ammunition for hundreds of thousands of Northeastern Army in the future.
Once it falls into the hands of the Japanese, the consequences will be disastrous.
If nothing happens, I will go to the arsenal."
The war in Beida Camp is approaching.
At the end, there were only a few dozen Japanese troops left in the trenches, already like candles swaying in the wind.
Jiang Li looked at Zhao Zhenfan and Wang Tiehan and said.
"Well, you bring the 967th Battalion with you, and I will send troops to support Dongta Airport and Fengtian Provincial City."
Wang Tiehan nodded.
"This time my life can be regarded as being saved by Brother Jiang.
If I can fight with Brother Jiang, I will not feel aggrieved even if I die on the battlefield.
Brother Jiang, as long as I am on the battlefield, I will listen to you from now on."
Jiang Wen Hao grinned broadly.
"Okay, now I won't be polite to you.
Brothers of the 973rd Battalion, follow me to the target Fengtian Arsenal."
Jiang Li made a big move and led more than 500 soldiers out of the Beida Camp.
"You guys from Battalion 967, follow me."
Jiang Wenhao yelled and strode out with other soldiers.
Fengtian Arsenal was changed from Fengtian Ordnance Bureau, and the predecessor of Fengtian Ordnance Bureau was the mint.
Later, after experiencing the disastrous defeat of the first Zhili-Fengtian War, Zhang Zuolin returned to the outside of the pass, strengthened his troops, and rebuilt a new arsenal at a location outside the east gate of Fengtian City.
Rails are laid into the factory, and trains can drive directly to the arsenal, facilitating the transportation of raw materials and finished weapons.
Zhang Zuolin once built a mortar factory covering an area of 50 acres in Beidaying.
Later, due to space restrictions, he built a mortar factory covering an area of 70 acres in the east gate.
After four or five years, the old and new Mortar factories merged.
For the largest arsenal in the Republic of China, even if it cannot be moved into the customs, it must be destroyed and must not fall into the hands of the Japanese.
As in the situation at Beida Camp, a small group of more than 40 Japanese soldiers and more than 100 heavily armed local soldiers rushed into the Fengtian Arsenal.
A company of nearly 200 soldiers stationed at the arsenal almost exchanged fire with the Japanese out of indignation.
Since Zhang Xueliang directed the famous Yang Chang in Fengtian and left, Zangshiyi was not only the governor of Fengtian, but also the director of the Fengtian Arsenal.
At this time, Zangshiyi was not in the factory, and nearly two hundred soldiers were in the factory.
The deputy factory office put down his weapons angrily after repeated urging.
However, the Japanese army did not relent because the soldiers disarmed.
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In front of the factory workers, they stabbed more than a hundred people to death with bayonets and shot thirty or forty others.
The killings made the people in the factory who opened the door to the thieves tremble with fear.
No matter how angry the ordinary workers were, under the swords and guns of the Japanese army and the coercion of the deputy factory office, they could not think of resisting.
Only a young man who was 1.9 meters tall and extremely burly could not stand it.
He had some quarrels with the Japanese and easily pushed two local soldiers and a Japanese soldier to the ground.
But faced with more than a dozen guns pressed to his chest, the young man could only surrender.
"From today on, the Fengtian Arsenal is the property of our Empire of Japan.
Those who dare to resist, these corpses, and this Chinese man, are your role models."
Kimura Shihara pointed his saber fingers at the hanged young man.
On the chest, after just killing more than a hundred Northeastern troops, there are still people who dare to resist.
Kimura Shihara felt that it was necessary to use more shocking methods to warn these sheep in the arsenal that the emperor could not resist, otherwise they would be greeted with humiliation. and death.
Kimura Shiyuan drew out his saber and slashed the young man's body.
But what made him very dissatisfied was that the young man just pursed his lips from beginning to end, without making a sound of pain, and stared at Kimura Shiyuan with a pair of hungry eyes.
The arsenal was very large.
At this time, the Fengtian arsenal had developed to its peak period in history, with more than 10,000 machines, more than 25,000 workers, and more than 30 foreign technicians from Russia, the United States, Italy, Germany, and the Netherlands. .
"These Japanese soldiers are so cruel and inhumane.
They used such cruel torture on the disarmed Republic of China soldiers and killed more than 100 Republic of China soldiers."
Peter, an American technician, said with some unbearability.
"It is indeed too cruel.
They are not worthy of being orthodox soldiers."
The Dutch technicians also nodded and said.
As foreigners, they were not worried about what the Japanese troops who rushed into the arsenal would do to them, but those ordinary technicians in the Republic of China were not so lucky. , with the brutality of the Japanese troops in front of them, there was no telling when disaster would befall them.
Following Kimura Shihara's movements, there were more than a dozen stab wounds on the young man's body, and his gray clothes were dyed red with blood.
Many people turned their heads and couldn't bear to look at this dusk anymore.
Hua Hua Hua The footsteps of the brigade sounded outside the arsenal.
Kimura Shihara looked at the arsenal in surprise.
There were only so many Japanese people in Fengtian, and the regular army was far from enough.
The independent second garrison brigade with the largest number of troops had been transferred to attack the Peking Camp.
The infantry 29 The coalition attacked the provincial capital of Fengtian.
For such an important place as Fengtian Arsenal, it really couldn't spare enough manpower, so it only mobilized a small group of regular troops, and the remaining more than 100 people were local soldiers.
Judging by the scale of the footsteps, there must be hundreds of people.
Could it be that the empire's army has already arrived at Fengtian City?
Kimura Shiyuan's face was filled with joy, but what appeared in his sight was a group of people running in line, wearing blue military uniforms.
Northeastern Army, this, how is this possible?
Judging from the appearance of those troops, who are fully armed and with high morale, they obviously do not look like they are here to surrender their weapons and die, to carry out the orders of the stupid commander of the Northeast not to resist, but who has the courage to do so?
Disobey military orders from above Not only Kimura Shihara, but also the few foreign technicians who came over looked at the militiamen pouring in like a tide outside the arsenal with surprised expressions.
"Quick, guard the gate, fight back, kill all these Chinese soldiers," Kimura Shiyuan screamed, pointing his saber at Deputy Factory Director Huang Zhubo, who had previously ordered the soldiers stationed in the factory to put down their weapons.
"Yours, go and let them go."
They put down their weapons and surrender on the spot, otherwise everyone will die."
"Yes, yes" Huang Zhubo was startled when he saw the bloody Japanese sword and nodded repeatedly
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