Techa is dead.

The cause of death was a 13 mm lead bullet that pierced the heart after being fired from a distance of one meter. This is the external cause of death.

As for the internal one, I am afraid that it is due to the fact that Tec believes that the Wehrmacht will treat him in accordance with the relevant laws, and it is impossible to do it without relevant evidence.

He couldn't have been more wrong. If he had further studied the relevant legal thought of the Republic of Australia, he would have known clearly that the target of legal protection in Australia and Song Dynasty was the citizens of Australia and Song, not the unnaturalized Nanyangs.

So he was executed and died a little unworthy. Had he not been shot for making explosives, a "good" Nanyang worker leader like him would have made a greater contribution to the infinite class struggle if he had survived the intense labor in good health.

According to the executioner, Teca died peacefully, as he accurately broke the target's heart, and the target should not feel much pain.

However, there is also the advantage of dying early in Tcha. At least he didn't have to witness his fellow Nanyang being killed by the brutal Aussie and Song Army, even if he had this idea when he was being pointed to his chest with a rifle in his chest.

The army, equipped with rifled guns, performed very well in this offensive and defensive battle of the plant. Trained soldiers scattered their shots from a distance of 100 meters, spinning bullets flying out of the chamber to accurately kill the Nanyang workers peeking out of the window, while the smoothbore guns they used had no concept of "hit" at a distance of 100 meters, especially when shooting at scattered targets.

After ten minutes of shooting, the Nanyang people in the factory no longer had the courage to continue exposing themselves to the sight of the Australian and Song soldiers.

Several infantry guns were dragged up by the artillerymen and blasted open the closed door of the factory from afar. Almost immediately, the Nanyangs, who had lost control, roared and rushed out of the collapsed gate, being shot in row by row on the way to the Ao-Song people.

A ruthless slaughter ensued.

In the closing of the net on the morning of March 17, the fertilizer factory where Techa worked was just the beginning.

The soldiers found large quantities of hoarded nitrate fertilizer in the factory, and found traces of explosives on some machines that "did not look like they should be inside the fertilizer warehouse."

With the relevant evidence, the garrison and police of the entire city of Limen were mobilized to arrest the Nanyang terrorist organization on a large scale throughout the city.

The arrest went smoothly, as the person who planned to manufacture, transport and store explosives had been arrested and subdued by the Security Service a few months earlier.

The military and police almost took the map to arrest people one by one, and the members of the Nanyang Organization lurking in the city were all wiped out. In the same way, the factory owners, who had long been dissatisfied with the trade unions and other organizations that had been set up by the Nanyang people to confront the factory owners and capitalists, also made waves in this arrest by reporting the names of many Nanyang trade union leaders who had nothing to do with the incident to the military police and arresting them along with them.

Wuhua seems to have a lot of trust in me. After waking up at noon, he stayed in the ward, sat on the hospital bed, read the preliminary report submitted by his subordinates, and wrote a summary and sent it to Chang'an.

At that time, I had a hunch that this summary would cause a nationwide storm.

Everything that followed also proved my guess.

The capitalists had long been very dissatisfied with the workers' organisations of the Nanyangs. The capitalists, awakened to class consciousness, will not tolerate a group of Nanyang workers who cause great trouble to the factories even by relying only on class instinct. This purge frenzy caused by ultra-nationalists is the best chance for the capitalists to take advantage of the opportunity to destroy the Nanyang trade unions – the capitalists can always seize the opportunity in their favor at any time.

As a rabbit with grass, the Commission for Discipline Inspection and the police also visited Director Sun Liang's father-in-law, the current mayor of Limen, Guan Shaowei.

When the members of the Commission for Discipline Inspection in brown uniforms had just stepped into Guan Shaowei's front garden, a gunshot rang out in everyone's ears.

Sun Liang, whose face was pale, raised his head and looked at the window on the second floor of the villa.

The beautiful floor-to-ceiling window had been shattered into a hole, and red liquid splattered on it.

His hands trembled a little, but he immediately forcibly controlled them and remained motionless. He quietly observed the surroundings with some caution, and when he saw that the comrades of the Commission for Discipline Inspection were still calmly walking towards the villa, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then shuddered.

As expected, the comrades of the Commission for Discipline Inspection and the police found Guan Shaowei's body in the room where the broken floor-to-ceiling window was located.

After seeing the members of the Commission for Discipline Inspection walking into the garden, he did not hesitate to put a pistol into his mouth and pull the trigger. The bullet entered the mouth, pierced the brain, and flew out of the skull, shattering the floor-to-ceiling window in the back. The corpse collapsed behind the desk, overpowering a chair holding calfskin. On the table is an expensive gold fountain pen, on which the inscription indicates that it is a "1600 Centennial Edition" heroic fountain pen.

When the comrades of the Commission for Discipline Inspection put the pen into the brown paper bag, Sun Liang held himself up so that he did not fall to the ground.

Well, that fountain pen was Sun Liang personally purchased and gave to his father-in-law for his 50th birthday.

"Suicide in fear of sin." The comrades of the Commission for Discipline Inspection calmly took notes, and then began to rummage through the cabinets.

Jewelry, bullion, title deeds and bonds... Just to transport the relevant precious metals, it needs to be carried by two people.

"You're doing a great job, Director Sun." Qianhai, who went with him, said to Sun Liang, emphasizing the word "director" in his words.

Sun Liang wanted to squeeze out a smile, but found that his facial muscles were unresponsive as if they were out of order. He knew he had made the right choice, and he threw away his wife and father-in-law in time in exchange for the fact that he could remain governor and not be exiled to a deserted colony for the rest of his life.

In the afternoon of the same day, the former vice mayor who had just become mayor of the city held a press conference at the city hall to disclose the ins and outs of the anti-terrorist operation to the media.

As the "discoverer" and main participant in the case, I was invited to attend the press conference and to speak briefly to some overzealous journalists as a righteous naval officer who acted bravely and wisely.

Some reporters at the meeting violated the rules and asked me questions.

I was embarrassed because there was no question and answer session before. In addition, the reporter's question is obviously inducing, and the three sentences are inseparable from sensitive words such as "Nanyang people", "Song people" and "race". To be honest, I really don't want to answer a word until I know exactly how this incident will be characterized by the Senate.

Fortunately, Wuhua helped me out of the siege in time, and he stood in front of me and issued a long list of government rhetoric that is common to any occasion, and the reporters were blocked back.

Afterwards, he told me that when faced with a question from a reporter that he didn't want to answer, he just had to repeat some diplomatic sentences that would never go wrong. "The reporter asked you what you think, and you said that the weather was really good today."

In the evening, there was also a dinner party, organized by the city government, jointly funded by various capitalists, to invite the leaders of the garrison and the top police to express their gratitude for protecting the lives and property of the city's citizens.

Because I was still injured, and I had a disgusting feeling about such a spoils distribution meeting, I did not participate in it for some reason.