The French Concession was in chaos the next day. The streets in the French Concession were filled with anxious policemen who were wandering around like hungry wolves. Last night, there were thirty-four Japanese ronin.
He died in the French Concession. This sensational news shocked Shanghai, especially because these thirty Japanese ronin were actually a branch under the name of the Black Dragon Society. This was a real slap in the face of the Black Dragon Society.
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Under the pressure of the Japanese Consulate in Shanghai, the French consul in the French Concession had to strictly order the police station to catch the Japanese murderer within three days. As a result, the entire French Concession was in a state of chaos.
, even the villa area where Huang's apartment is located was inspected several times by the patrolmen, causing the wealthy people in the villa area to complain.
Henry, the chief inspector of the French Concession, is a veteran who participated in the First World War. He is nearly fifty years old and has always been very serious and responsible for his work. This is completely opposite to the French who advocate romance. Friends who are familiar with him
It is said that this old man was probably God who sent him to the wrong place when he was drunk. The place he was going to was probably Germany, because in his life there was nothing but work, so some people made fun of him without malicious intent.
Said, "This old man may also be holding his watch while doing some activities that are good for physical and mental health with his wife."
Now Henry is holding a warhead in his hand and observing it carefully, and the expression on his face is becoming more and more gloomy: "They are all nine-millimeter Parabellum pistol bullets, and judging from the density of the surrounding bullet holes,
Look, it was fired from a submachine gun. Today, the only submachine gun that can use this kind of pistol ammunition is the Somi 31 submachine gun made in Finland. We found thousands of warheads at the scene, these people have quite a lot of background."
Next to Henry was Consul Paul from the French Concession. He was in an equally bad mood. He was scolded by the minister stationed in China this morning. After all, such a big case had occurred in his jurisdiction. France
Masato's face didn't look good either. So he rarely followed the policemen to the scene. At this time, the scene was in a mess. Dozens of Japanese ronin were beaten into a hornet's nest. Paul estimated that by the time he collected the corpses,
Those Japanese gained at least several kilograms of weight.
"What kind of equipment does this kind of gun have in China?" Paul asked somewhat depressedly.
"Although this gun has excellent performance and can be said to be one of the best submachine guns in the world, due to its high cost, even Finland itself has less than 4,000 equipment, and it is the only country in China that uses this gun on a large scale.
There is only one force, and that is the Thirty-seventh Army of the Chahar Local Government." Henry's last few words were almost revealed through his teeth.
"Chahar Local Government" Paul took a breath. This local power, which has recently become famous, has been the focus of governments around the world in recent times. Based on this, they were able to drive away 300,000 Soviet prisoners.
He went to the Mongolian grassland to build a railway, and now he is still surrounded by more than 200,000 Soviet Russian troops in Siberia. Can a small consul like him afford to offend such a powerful force? At this time, his mouth felt bitter.
Paul sighed softly and said softly: "Henry, please collect the evidence and hand it over to the Japanese government. As for the arrest of criminals, we will not interfere."
He looked straight at Paul and said, "Henry nodded helplessly. He understood Paul's difficulties. Little people like them cannot interfere with this matter. If they insist on interfering with it, they will only smash themselves into pieces."
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While Chief Inspector Henry and Consul Paul were having headaches, Su Tong was living a comfortable life in Huang's apartment, turning over his clothes, turning over his hands, and opening his mouth.
After a dozen guards led by Tieniu knocked down Taro Yamaguchi last night, since Tieniu and the others were equipped with silencers on their Somi 31s, there was not much movement, so it was not until Tieniu and the others had left for a long time that Yamaguchi and the others
Spotted by a pedestrian who happened to be passing by.
By the time the patrols arrived, the scene was completely deserted. Although no one was arrested in the patrol room, the whole of Shanghai knew about such a big movement, and Huang Rongxing was no exception. When he learned the news, he could
For sure, this must be a good thing done by his good son-in-law.
Due to such a big incident, the piers on the Bund were under martial law. Chief Su, who originally planned to go back, had to live a life of having clothes to stretch out and food to open his mouth in Huang's apartment.
At this time, a group of soldiers from the Russian Guard were patrolling the streets in Chita, Siberia. A few days ago, the Russian Guard led by Alexei officially took on the responsibility of maintaining law and order in Chita. When a group of soldiers
When the Russian guards wearing the uniforms of the Thirty-seventh Army started patrolling the streets with M1 rifles on their backs, the citizens of Chita were shocked. They could not imagine that there were still compatriots serving the Chinese people.
But when they saw the strange yet familiar double-headed eagle mark on the helmets of their compatriots, they were shocked to find that their former little father, the Tsar's army, was back.
Looking at the double-headed eagle flags planted on the streets, some old Russians couldn't help but shed tears in their eyes. The Tsarist army, which had disappeared for twenty years, was back again.
One thing Su Tong said is right. The Russians may fight to the death against the entry of any foreign race, but they will never reject the Tsar as their leader. After all, the hundreds of years of little daddy's rule were not in vain.
of.
Sure enough, after Hu [] took over the responsibility of maintaining law and order, the hostile looks in Chita City disappeared a lot. Although the threat to the Thirty-seventh Group Army has not been completely eliminated, at least Hu [] was on patrol when he was on patrol.
No need to be afraid of someone shooting illegally anymore.
On the street of the Municipal Government, two security guards were patrolling. "Igor, take out your personal belongings quickly. It's good to take a puff in the cold weather." A security guard said to him.
Said to his companion.
"Oh, damn it, Maxim, where are your cigarettes? You know this is my three-day quota. If I smoke them all, what do you want me to smoke tomorrow?" Igor complained.
"Oh, I've finished mine a long time ago. As for tomorrow, we can ask Yakov for it. He is the company commander, and his quota is two packs more than us soldiers. He can get four packs every week.
Of cigarettes.”
"Okay, I only have two left. After I finish smoking, you will be responsible for asking Yakov for it tomorrow. I don't want to ask for something from his dead face." Igor thought for a while and finally took out his treasure.
The private goods were ordered together for the two of them.
At this time, a woman in her forties was walking past them. "Hello, Aunt Tonya, have you gone shopping again today?" Igor greeted the woman warmly.
"Hello, children, are you on patrol again today? I remember it seems to be Ivan's turn today." Aunt Tonya was obviously very familiar with them.
"Yes, Ivan and the others went out to patrol the city today and won't be back until this afternoon." Igor said, taking a puff of his cigarette.
"Outside the city, I heard that guerrillas have been out and about frequently in the past two days. You should be careful." Aunt Tonya is obviously a warm-hearted person.
"Don't be afraid, we have this," Maxim said, patting the M1 rifle behind him.
"Alas," Aunt Tonya sighed and said, "We are all Russians, why do you have to do this again? What's the point of fighting and killing each other?"
"Aunt Tonya, this is not something we can decide. After all, we are the Tsar's army now." Igor smiled bitterly.
"But whether it's the Tsar's army or the Socialist Party's army, you are all Russians. Why do you have to sacrifice your lives for the Chinese people?" Aunt Tonya was obviously overly sympathetic now.
"Aunt Tonya, what you said is wrong. I heard that you have been going to the market every day these days to buy cheap bread and food produced by the Chinese." Hearing what Aunt Tonya said, Maxi
Mu was a little unhappy on the sidelines.
"I, wasn't this just a quick talk?" Aunt Dongya's face also turned red. She said that now she goes to buy cheap bread and food sold by others every day, but she gossips about others. How can she do this?
It's really not authentic.
Suddenly, a sharp brake sound sounded next to them, and a truck stopped next to them. Their company commander, Captain Yakov, stuck his head out of the cab and shouted to them: "Maxim, Igo!"
You guys, hurry up and get in the car, there are guerrillas attacking our transport convoy outside the city again. The regiment leader ordered us to rush for reinforcements."
"Oh, damn the guerrillas, if they succeed, we won't have any cigarettes next week."
While complaining, Maxim quickly climbed into the truck with Igor. Before they could stand firm, the car quickly left the city.
In the Chita headquarters, Hu Lian, Sun Liren, Wang Dayong and three others were discussing the attack on the convoy.
Wang Dayong asked with some worry: "Mr. Hu, is it okay to ask the guard [] to go and reinforce?"
"Don't worry, we just want to let Lao Maozi fight for a while first. Only by letting them see each other's blood can their mutual hatred be deepened, and the guardians will be more determined to join us." Hu Lian said confidently.
"Bo Yu is right. Only by letting them fight each other, we want to let the guards know that following us is their only way out, and what we have to do is to block their retreat." Sun Liren said lightly.
Knocking on the table lightly, he continued: "Since the men and horses guarding [] were all taken over by Soviet prisoners, they still have some friendship with their former compatriots and comrades. We want to turn their friendship into
Hatred, unforgettable hatred." As he said this, Sun Liren smiled like a fox whose conspiracy had succeeded.
At this time, a convoy of dozens of large trucks outside the city was being besieged by a Soviet guerrilla force of thousands of people. The Chinese soldiers escorting the truck formed a large circle around the trucks, and relied on the trucks to fight tenaciously.
resistance.
The people escorting the vehicle this time were brothers from the 3rd Battalion and 9th Company of the 51st Regiment of the 9th Infantry Division. They had arranged to escort the vehicle as soon as they arrived in Siberia, and Zhao Jianyang and his squad were among them.
"Damn it, monkey, kill that machine gunner in front of you. Damn it, don't you see that he is a big threat to us?" Before Zhao Jianyang could finish his words, a long string of bullets hit the big tree behind him.
Splashing sawdust flew into his face and hurt him.
It has to be said that as a newly formed infantry division, the Ninth Division lacked combat experience. They were caught off guard by the Soviet guerrillas from the beginning, and the Ninth Company lost more than a dozen people on the spot.
However, under the leadership of company commander Jin Lianhu, the Ninth Company called for support from the headquarters and surrounded the trucks into a ring of fortifications. After that, they began to stand still and wait for reinforcements.
The same was true for the squad leader Zhao Jianyang. When they were first attacked, their squad was in chaos. Fortunately, they were stopped by their platoon leader, and they began to fight back under the command of their platoon leader.
Opposite them at this moment, the guerrillas, under the command of officers sent from the Far East Military Region, were launching wave after wave of attacks against them.
"Daniu, are your bull's eyes for dry food? Hurry and suppress the enemy." Facing Zhao Jianyang's roar, the stubborn Daniel did not speak, but just widened his eyes, and fired the mg34 in his hand intermittently.
on fire.
Under such circumstances, the superiority of the mg34 was realized. After setting up a tripod, the mg34, which had a range of 1,800 meters, was completely immune to the siege of the Soviet Union's Deggarev DP-28 light machine gun.
Not inferior.
Although in order to simplify logistics support, the original 7.92 mm bullets have been changed to 7.62 caliber bullets, the power of the machine gun has not been reduced at all. Its rate of fire of 8900 rounds per minute can defeat several enemies on the opposite side.
He held the Degtyaryov light machine gun without any temper.
"Lieutenant Colonel Alexander, our people can't rush through, their machine gun fire is too strong." From the guerrillas on the opposite side, a guerrilla stumbled over and reported to the commander of the operation.
"A bunch of idiots" Lieutenant Colonel Alexander, a tall man with a rosacea nose, pushed the guerrilla into the snow and said to an officer wearing the rank of captain next to him: "Captain Alexei, here we go.
It’s up to your artillery.”
"Yes, Comrade Lieutenant Colonel." Captain Alexei saluted and immediately turned around and ordered his gunners to start setting up positions.
After a while, eight 60-gun mortar shells rushed into the Chinese army's position with a long whistling sound.
With the continuous explosions of "boom, boom", two trucks in the convoy were blown up into the sky. The beef, canned food and other food in the vehicle were scattered on the floor. Several Chinese soldiers who were lying under the vehicle and shooting were also missing.
Traces.
"Damn Alexey, please hit me more accurately. Who asked you to hit their truck? The food blew up. Do you want us to drink the northwest wind?" Seeing that the food was blown up all over the floor,
Lieutenant Colonel Alexander, who felt heartbroken, grabbed Captain Alexei's collar and cursed loudly.
"Damn it, snipers, kill their artillery." Seeing two trucks being blown up in a row, company commander Jin Lianhu was extremely anxious. He had just arrived in Siberia and had been assigned such an errand.
I originally thought that escorting materials and supplies would be boring, but who would have thought that not only was this mission not boring, it was actually so damn exciting. Now the company has suffered more than thirty casualties, and in less than half an hour, the ninth company has lost 20%.
of combat effectiveness.
"Shuanzi, are you holding a fucking fire stick in your hand? Old Maozi has a mortar, don't you? Give me a hard beating." Jin Lianhu, who was in a bad mood, pointed at the three mortars in the commanding company.
the gunner shouted.
"Yes." Seeing the company commander's eyes red with anxiety, Shuanzi didn't dare to say anything more. He took off his outer coat, took aim and shot with the knife himself.
"Shells, quick, quick." After setting Zhuhara, Shuanzi took out the shells from the shell box at the back and started to fight back. As the dull sound of "dong dong dong" sounded, the mortars from both sides began to fight.
shoot.
The situation on the battlefield began to become stalemate again. Seeing that time passed by minute by minute, our own attack made no progress, but the opponent's reinforcements would arrive at any time. Lieutenant Colonel Alexander's mood was like a roller coaster. Our side's mood was up and down.
All the troops had been dispersed, and they attacked the convoy on the opposite side like a wave. However, the Chinese army on the opposite side stood there like a smelly and hard stone, standing majestically and refusing to move.
"Strength, I need troops to increase the intensity of the attack." Lieutenant Colonel Alexander, who was getting angry, kept spinning in circles.
At this time, a clear voice sounded in the ears of Lieutenant Colonel Alexander: "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel Alexander, our female soldier company requests to participate in the battle."
"Captain Elena, why did you come up here? Didn't I ask you to stay behind and take care of the wounded?" Lieutenant Colonel Alexander asked with a frown.
"Comrade Alexander, there is no longer any medicine for our wounded to receive treatment. We can't just watch our comrades die like this. I believe that there will be medicine in the supply convoy of the Chinese people opposite. As long as we put them
If they are eliminated, no, even if they are defeated, we can get the medicine." Captain Elena's beautiful big blue eyes were full of pleading.
Lieutenant Colonel Alexander sighed, "Hey, Elena, this is a war. Your female soldier company has never been on the battlefield. Can you do it?"
After listening to Lieutenant Colonel Alexander's words, Elena did not explain anything, but shouted loudly: "Female Soldier Company, assemble"
After a while, more than a hundred young female soldiers dressed in various clothes gathered together.
Elena saluted Alexander and said: "Lieutenant Colonel Alexander, the female soldier company requested to participate in the battle."
Lieutenant Colonel Alexander had no choice but to nod helplessly, "Ask for approval."
"Yes." After finishing the ceremony, Elena turned around and shouted loudly: "Everyone, follow me."