Seeing this shocking scene, the crowd of onlookers let out a cry of horror, and the screams of the people were soon drowned out by a series of huge explosions. More bombs fell from the sky as large planes flew over people's heads.

Haruko Yoshida looked at the Generalissimo's Mansion, which had completely turned into a ruin in flames, and let out a heart-rending shout from the bottom of her heart, she ran forward desperately, and the people around her saw that this beautiful girl in a dress was probably going to do something stupid, and several well-wishers immediately grabbed her, but because she ran too hard, she actually pulled all the people who grabbed her and fell to the ground with her.

Haruko Yoshida, who fell, struggled to get up, at this time a black shadow passed in the sky again, and then the piercing whistling sound of the bomb breaking through the air came, she instinctively and the people around her fell to the ground, curled up, and her arms covered her head, and soon, another earth-shattering explosion came, and splinters of wood and gravel with flames fell from the sky, hitting Yoshida Haruko's face, causing a raw pain, and the air was soon filled with a heavy smell of gunsmoke.

The explosion sounded like a burst, and a vendor crouching not far from her crouched with his head in his hands, probably never experienced such a terrible sight, and Haruko Yoshida cried out loudly in fear when she saw this man in his thirties.

Haruko Yoshida closed her eyes in pain, no longer looking at this timid man, at this time, she had given up her plan to save the leader.

From the terrible sound of the explosion, she could already know that no one would be spared from such a bombardment.

In front of Haruko Yoshida's eyes, the leader's voice and smile somehow appeared.

Thinking of the last passionate lingering between the two of them just now, tears oozed from the corners of her eyes.

"Looks like there are no bombs, right? …”

Liu Zhaowei leaned out of the cockpit, looking at the huge column of smoke rising below and the group of bombers hovering in the air, and he also felt a different kind of shock in his heart.

It was the first time in his life that he had seen such a spectacular bombing scene.

In order for this operation to be successful, the bomber team also conducted many bombing exercises, but they were only bombing by a single bomber.

"It's fucking fun! See? It should have been blown to the ground.

Jiang Dawei sighed loudly.

Liu Zhaowei saw that there was no "enemy fighter plane" around him as he had expected, put down the machine gun in his hand, took a pair of binoculars and looked at the place where smoke and flames were rising.

At this time, Yuexiu Lou had completely disappeared from his field of vision.

Liu Zhaowei put down the binoculars and looked at the watch on his wrist, and the watch hand at this time showed that this bombing operation, no more, no less, a total of exactly thirty minutes.

Looking at the crowd scattered like ants around the smoke column, Liu Zhaowei was almost sure that "the people who were once in the center of the detonation will no longer have any chance of survival."

The voice of the commander giving the order to return to the aircraft came from the engine room again, and under the control of the pilots, one bomber after another turned its huge body and began to fly in the direction from which it came.

At this time, on a hill in the distance, a person, like Liu Zhaowei just now, "put down the telescope in his hand, turned around and ran down the hill quickly."

"I just received a wireless telegram from Guangzhou, the target has been completely leveled, and it is estimated that no one will survive."

Listening to the correspondent's report, Yang Shuoming's brows furrowed.

"It's not enough to see the target destroyed, I need to know his exact message. …”

They also said that they were confirming whether the leader of the opposition party had died, and that it might take a little time. "As soon as there is news, they will inform us. ”

"Got it. Yang Shuoming nodded, and after saluting, he turned around and left quickly.

Suddenly there was a roar of aircraft engines in the sky, Yang Shuoming turned around and looked at the window, "I just saw Xi Xue sitting in front of the window, quietly looking at the bombers that appeared in the sky, and sighed faintly."

"What's wrong? Yang Shuoming felt the melancholy in her heart and asked.

"I was thinking, the original inventor of this airplane was a very remarkable person. Xixue whispered, "Shearwater's eyes are still staring at the blue sky. ,

"When I used to listen to my husband's storytelling, I was most fascinated by the heroes who could eliminate violence and peace. They have so many skills, they can take people's heads within a hundred steps, and they can fly on the eaves and walls, flying around in the sky, and the government can't catch them. can practice their own skills, and there is not one in a hundred. But now, with this plane, even ordinary people can fly into the sky, "..."

Listening to Xi Xue's words, Yang Shuoming seemed to understand something, he stared at her eyes, and calmly listened to her narration.

…… It is not surprising that taking people's heads from a hundred steps away is no longer surprising compared to foreign guns" These, maybe this is what generals often say, the power of science and technology. Xi Xue turned her head, looked at Yang Shuoming, and showed that cute smile that made him extremely amazing.

"Yes, science and technology are the real driving force for the progress of civilization. Yang Shuoming said as if jokingly, "Things like heroes to eliminate violence and peace can now be done by a few ordinary people in a plane." ”

Xi Xue listened to Yang Shuoming's words, and a trace of disapproval flashed in her eyes unconsciously, although it was fleeting, she still couldn't escape Yang Shuoming's eyes.

"The bombing campaign was a success." Xi Xue turned her head and counted the bombers circling in the sky, with a mischievous expression on her face, like a cute little girl, "Our planes are all back, and there are no less." ”

Yang Shuoming listened to her words, got up and came to the window, at this time a bomber had been firmly parked on the runway, the ground crew was rushing to the fighter that had just stopped, Yang Shuoming noticed that the machine gunner at the head of the machine couldn't wait to make a "victory" gesture to the ground staff, and a somewhat hanging heart was put down.

Xinhuamen Square, Beijing.

"Extra! Extra! Our air aviation bomber fleet attacked Guangzhou! The leaders of the Cantonese bandits were all killed! ”

"Extra! Extra! The four-nation alliance recaptured the French city of Nantes today! ”

"Extra! Extra! Russian riots swept the country! ”

Hearing the newsboy's shouting, a long-haired young man in a suit who was sitting next to the flower bed rushed to the newsboy with lightning speed, snatched the newspaper from the newsboy's hand, and couldn't wait to turn it over, the newsboy made his movements startled, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and the newsboy immediately stretched out his hand to ask him for money, but he was rudely pushed to the ground, and the newsboy immediately began to cry, attracting passers-by to watch and accuse.

The attention of the newspaper grabbers seemed to be preoccupied with the contents of the newspaper, turning a deaf ear to the cries of the newspaper boys and the accusations of passers-by. In the distance, two patrolmen with waist knives seemed to notice the situation here and began to walk over, and at this moment, a young woman in a flag suit walked over quickly, helped the newsboy who fell to the ground up, she patted the ashes on the newsboy's body, comforted the newsboy softly, and stuffed a silver dollar into the newsboy's hand" The newsboy immediately burst into tears and laughed, got up and thanked her and turned to run away, and the crowd of onlookers immediately dispersed.

When the two patrolmen saw the crowd disperse, they stopped, looked at the young man and woman who were still there, shook their heads with a smile, and turned to walk away.

Fumiko Akiyama watched the two patrol officers gradually move away" and let out a sigh of relief in her heart, she turned her head and looked at Xia Gezhe, who was still clutching the newspaper, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes.

"Sir" "Natsukatsu slowly put down the newspaper in his hand, his face was full of dejected expressions, and Fumiko Akiyama noticed that his hands were trembling uncontrollably, and couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

She could never have imagined that this terrible bloodthirsty killer, a cold-blooded killing machine, would become like this.

"Sir, you died too miserably" Xia Gezhe sat on the ground, and tears welled up for a while.

"You'd better not look like this now." Fumiko Akiyama glanced at Xia Gezhe a little helplessly, and said, "If we attract patrol officers, I don't think it will help us complete the task." ”

"I'm going to kill Yuan Shikai!" Xia Gezhe listened to Akiyama Fumiko's words, his face immediately became hideous, and he jumped up from the ground and "shoved the newspaper into Akiyama Fumiko's hand."

Hearing Xia Gezhe say such a sentence, Akiyama Fumiko was shocked, she quickly looked around, and found that no one paid attention to Xia Gezhe's "great rebellion" just now, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fumiko Akiyama's gaze swept over the newspaper in her hand, and when she saw the news of "Air Bombardment Surprise Attack on the Lair of Cantonese Bandits" on the front page of this "Asia Daily", she understood why Xia Gezhe had such a reaction. ,

For Xia Gezhe, the supreme leader of the revolutionaries is simply a god-like existence.

And now, this god no longer exists.

"Our target is not the person who lives there." Fumiko Akiyama said, "The people we have to deal with are the two generals under him, you have to figure it out." ”

Listening to Fumiko Akiyama's words, Natsukatatsu's expression immediately returned to normal, and he stood there and nodded with a gloomy face.

"Killing the surnamed Yang and the surnamed Duan is a task given to me by Mr., and I will definitely complete it." Xia Gezhe said coldly, "Killing that dog emperor is my own task. ”

Fumiko Akiyama heard his answer, nodded with satisfaction, she took out her handkerchief and stepped forward, and gently wiped away the tears on Xia Gezhe's face and the snot hanging on the tip of her nose with extremely gentle movements, just as she had just done to the newsboy.

"Let's go, there's still a lot to do." After she completed this action, Xia Gezhe gently grabbed her slender waist and led her into the crowd on the street.

Xinhua Palace, the council hall.

"Is the news true?"

Yuan Shikai wiped the tears on his face with a handkerchief, sniffled, and asked in a dumb voice.

"Yes, His Highness's widow has been found by our officers and soldiers who have recovered Nantes...,..." Yang Du looked at Yuan Shikai, who seemed to be ten years old all of a sudden, and replied cautiously, "General Pershing is working on arranging for His Highness's coffin to return home, "..."

Hearing Yang Du's answer, Yuan Shikai covered his face with his hands, and once again cried loudly regardless of his image, and Yang Du, Liang Shihua, Lu Zhengxiang, Duan Zhigui and others standing in front of him also wept.

"Please mourn Your Majesty." It was easy to wait for Yuan Shikai to calm down, and Yang Du tried to comfort: "Now is the critical moment to use troops against the rebellious party, Your Majesty must not mess up because of this, otherwise it will be useless to the country and the family." ”

Yuan Shikai nodded, barely holding back his tears, he took the telegram on the table and read it again.

"The rebel party has now lost its leader, and it has been in chaos" can enter the army. Yuan Shikai looked at the telegram and said, "Yang Hanzhi did a good job of bombing the Guangzhou bandits' nest with a plane. ”

"Yang Patrol Envoy meant to minimize the casualties of the people in Guangdong, so he used all the bombers ordered from the United States in the latest order." Yang Du couldn't help but be very happy when he saw that the military situation in Guangdong had distracted Yuan Shikai's attention, and he immediately said, "Guangdong is no longer a problem now, and the people Yang Patrol is worried about are Tang Jiyao of Yunnan and Lu Rongting of Guangxi." ”

"These two are grass on the wall, and now that the chaotic party has fallen, they will see the situation clearly. Liang Shizhao said on the side: "If they can't get it right, they will descend directly." ”，

"The warlords of the South have always been cunning and ruthless, and we cannot take them lightly. Yang Du shook his head disappreciably and said.

"Even if they really fall, we can't let them stay in Yunnan and Guangxi anymore...... Duan Zhigui said.

"Yes. Immediately send a telegram to the generals on the front line, asking them to march quickly! Yuan Shikai said with some annoyance, "Arrest Tang Jiyao and Lu Rongting for me!" Thousands of corpses! ”

Listening to Yuan Shikai's words, Yang Du and Liang Shihua and the others were all taken aback.

"Your Majesty thinks twice that if Tang Jiyao and Lu Rongting are interested in surrendering, they should still appease them. Yang Du cautiously suggested, "Yunnan and Guangxi are located in remote areas, the transportation is inconvenient and there are many miasma, it is not easy for the army to enter and exit, once there is a slight setback, it will inevitably shake the overall situation"..."

"Then you can do it! Yuan Shikai stood up from his seat, waved his hand irritably, turned around and entered the inner hall, and threw all the stunned ministers there.

Yang Du couldn't help but sigh as he watched Yuan Shikai's figure disappear at the door.

"Is this news true?"

"It's true, Mrs. An said that there is already a cry in the palace now. I heard that this morning, the heads of state of Britain, France, and the United States sent a message of condolence. …”

Duan Qirui got up and stood up from the chair suddenly, and began to pace back and forth, Duan Hongye, who had been standing beside his father, couldn't help but smile as he watched his father's movements and demeanor.

"It's really the emperor's blessing, it seems that the days of the Hongxian Dynasty are coming to an end." Luo Fengge, the adjutant who came to report the news, said happily: "Godfather can make a comeback!" ”

"I'm afraid this matter may not be a good thing for us." Listening to Luo Fengge's words, Duan Qirui shook his head, his face became gloomy, "Yuan Keding is a person, he is very talented and talented, he can't hold a pen in writing, he can't lift a gun in martial arts, if he really becomes an emperor, it's actually easier to deal with, and it's not good for us if he goes." ”,

After listening to Duan Qirui's answer, Luo Fengge's eyes widened for a while, and he scratched his ears involuntarily, obviously not understanding Duan Qirui's words.

"What my father said is extremely true, the second son of the Yuan family is a master of the wind and the moon, and he is not keen on current affairs, and the possibility of becoming a prince is very small, and the fifth son of the Yuan family is much more difficult to deal with than him." Duan Hongye saw that Luo Fengge looked confused, so he explained to him, "If the fifth son of the Yuan family becomes the prince, our trouble will definitely be much greater at that time." …”

"So what are we going to do? When Luo Fengge heard this, a trace of anxiety appeared on his face involuntarily.

"What to do? Cold. Duan Qirui already had an idea in his heart at this time, and a confident smile immediately appeared on his face.

"What does godfather mean by not changing everything?" Luo Fengge asked tentatively.

"Hmm." Duan Qirui snorted undeniably and motioned for Duan Hongye to take the pen and paper.

Duan Hongye quickly took a pen and paper for his father, and Luo Fengge also stepped forward as if flattering when he saw this, and studied ink for Duan Qirui.

Duan Qirui took the pen handed over by his son, thought about it for a while, and began to write, Luo Fengge and Duan Hongye both knew his habits, and stepped aside with interest, not looking at what he wrote.

Duan Qirui quickly wrote a letter, then took the envelope, sealed it with his own hands, and handed it to Luo Fengge.

"I want you to go to the south and hand over this letter to Yang Hanzhi with your own hands." Duan Qirui pointed to the name on the envelope and said, "Be sure to hand it over to him personally, he may write back to you, maybe he just wants you to send a message, but no matter what kind of reply you give, you have to rush back and tell me as soon as possible." Do you understand? …”

"Godfather, don't worry! I'm going to do this for you! Luo Fengge agreed loudly, then took the envelope, stood up and saluted, and then turned to leave.

Seeing Luo Fengge's figure disappear at the door, Duan Hongye said to his father with some worry: "Is it okay to just send him?" What if the letter falls into Lao Yuan's hands? …”

"Regardless of whether this letter reaches Lao Yuan's hands or not, the final result is only good for us, not harmful." Duan Qirui smiled and said.

Duan Hongye looked at his father with some surprise, he just wanted to ask his father what he had written in the letter, but suddenly saw Luo Fengge, who had just gone out, and ran back in a panic.

"What happened? So flustered? Duan Qirui asked dissatisfiedly.

"The emperor" and the harem lady "were assassinated" Luo Fengge replied breathlessly, obviously after he only learned the news just now, he ran all the way back to report. (To be continued.)