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The faint clear mist, the moist smell of wet earth, kept puffing on his face and burrowing into his nose, Qiu Jin breathed deeply, driving away fatigue and lifting his spirits.

Seven or eight days is only a short moment in the life of ordinary people, but it is very important for some people, or it is remembered for a lifetime, or it is a turn of fate, or it is cleansing and renewing. For Qiu Jin, this is the turning point in her life, from revolution to revolution.

The former revolution is the previous thinking and identification, and the latter revolution is a new understanding and new perception. Although it is not fully understood, it is a major shock and a major shock to the previous thinking.

For this reason, Qiu Jin was willing to go to the battlefield and fight with the enemies who symbolized the Manchu court, rather than continue to struggle in confusion and contradictions. Because, regardless of the idea, the revolutionary army was attacking the Manchus with a clear banner, was fighting the enemy, was shaking the Manchu rule.

As a woman, it is very difficult to become a soldier in the revolutionary army, only with the help of Ge Zhichu, only by joining the medical team, Qiu Jin has the opportunity to go to the battlefield in person and run hundreds of miles with the revolutionary army to Thanksgiving County (now Dongfang City).

Thanksgiving County is located in the south of Qiongzhou, under the capital of Qiongzhou, as the southern stronghold of the Qing army's encirclement and suppression of the revolutionary army, there are three patrol battalions stationed here, and constantly hoarding materials here.

Li Zhun should first lay out the key points and build a large network; The revolutionary army, on the other hand, should take advantage of the enemy's unfinished preparations to break through the enemy and tear through this great net that will be attacked from all sides.

Because the Guangdong Navy Division had insufficient transport ships, Li Zhun entrusted Chen Wenqiang's steamship company to help transport soldiers and supplies. This undoubtedly made the information known to Chen Wenqiang. Thanksgiving, Qionghai, Qiongya, Yazhou, the number and equipment of the Qing army in these four key points. Through the channels of communication, all were in the hands of the revolutionary army.

After deliberation and study, the revolutionary army dispatched more than 1,000 people, died down, secretly dispatched, and hurried through the starry night. Bypassing Baisha and Changjiang, it points directly to Thanksgiving County.

In terms of numbers, the enemy and us were evenly matched, but in terms of combat strength, the revolutionary army, which had actual combat experience, was superior to the patrol battalion, not to mention the spirit and will of the soldiers.

The rapid march of more than 200 miles, although he did not experience any battles along the way, also made Qiu Jin learn a lot. At first, she was still puzzled that it was a revolutionary army. Why didn't you cut all the braids to show that you were not at odds with the Qing court? Now that she understands that there is an avant-garde disguised as a patrol battalion to open the way, this surprise attack will be much less troublesome. And her more impassioned approach at the beginning was obviously more than radical, insufficient strategy, and seemed to be a little short-sighted.

There is also the feeling of the march to Qiu Jin. That's really just a walk, a stop. When you want to be quiet, when you want to be silent, when you want to hide in place. Even if you lie in the sewage horse urine, you must remain motionless; When he was in a hurry, he didn't even bother to stop to eat, and he held dry food in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth as he walked......

Orders and prohibitions, thousands of people are like one person, this is the model of a strong army! Think of the looseness of the League. The members went their own way, Qiu Jin couldn't help but shake her head secretly. No wonder the revival will be doing well, no wonder the revival will have a high threshold, people have confidence and principles, but they are not in a hurry to beg you to join. People have to pick and choose, the good ones come, but the inferior ones don't look at them in the eyes of others.

Such a well-disciplined army is enough to illustrate the far-sightedness of the Renaissance. If it was formed at the time of the Wanning Uprising, it would not have reached this level in such a short period of time.

"Sister Qiu." A call interrupted Qiu Jin's thoughts, and Xu Mulan, the leader of the ambulance team, walked over and said with a serious expression: "The battle is about to start, let's gather and get ready." ”

"I see." Qiu Jin stood up and carried the medicine box on her back.

"It's your first time on the battlefield, right?" Xu Mulan's face softened, and she told with concern: "Don't be afraid, we are following behind to treat the wounded, there is not much danger, but the bloody scene needs to be adapted." ”

"I'm not afraid of blood, not even of my own blood." Qiu Jin straightened her chest and looked very determined.

There are a total of 10 women in the ambulance team, as well as three male military doctors, of which five are from China, and the rest are overseas Chinese and students from Hong Kong Practical Girls' School. Xu Mulan was born in a patriotic girls' school, and was the first batch of members to develop after the establishment of the Renaissance Association.

Xu Mulan nodded appreciatively, led Qiu Jin to the meeting place, and said as she walked: "You want to carry a gun to fight and be a revolutionary soldier, this is very good." But now that the conditions are not yet ripe and there is a shortage of medical personnel, you should first settle down and learn how to treat the wounded, which is also revolutionary work. Besides, I heard that the headquarters also had plans to set up a women's department, and even set up a women's revolutionary team, and I was moved by the majestic female soldiers in military uniforms and wearing long and short guns! So, let's behave well now and sign up together when the time comes, okay? ”

"If it's true, of course it would be great." Qiu Jin's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly: "Chinese women should have extricated themselves a long time ago, participated in the revolutionary struggle, and made meritorious contributions to the cause of national liberation. ”

Xu Mulan was stunned for a moment, looked at Qiu Jin with strange eyes, and then smiled: "I have heard of Sister Qiu's name, but I didn't expect that my knowledge is really so good." In my opinion, being a female soldier is too condescending, and you should serve as a female cadre in the association. ”

"What can I do, I'm not a member yet!" Qiu Jin shook her head humbly, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"That's a good opportunity." Xu Mulan reminded: "If you perform well on the battlefield, or make meritorious contributions, you will be easily absorbed into the club." If it is in an ordinary environment, it is necessary to investigate and observe. ”

"Really?" After Qiu Jin received another affirmative answer, she suddenly hesitated a little, she didn't know if she was mentally ready to join the revival society.

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The start of the battle was sudden, and this was for the Qing army in Thanksgiving County. There was no warning at all, no defense at all, and he had just gotten up in the barracks in the city, and before he had even eaten, gunshots rang out like beans at the east gate.

More than a dozen elite warriors were disguised. Carrying firewood on his back and mixing with the people entering the city, he suddenly broke out under the city gate, drew his short spear and fiercely attacked the Qing soldiers guarding the city gate, and took control of the city gate within a few minutes. When the Qing army brigade drove out of the barracks and rushed along the street to help the east gate, they were greeted by a Makqin machine gun spitting tongues of fire. and hundreds of bullets fired from rifles.

At that time, machine guns were more intimidating weapons than artillery, and they were more flexible than artillery when they fired. And the patrol battalion Qing soldiers, not to mention the equipment, even haven't even seen what the machine guns look like, and how cruel and domineering the slaughter is.

Strafing, strafing! The Qing soldiers twisted in a hail of bullets. Fallen in the midst of flying flesh, the corpse pillowed, and the blood flowed down the street. Not only did the reinforcements fail and the recapture of the city gate failed, but the Qing soldiers who were lucky enough not to die were even more frightened, and fled in panic in the thunderous shouting and charging of the revolutionary army, bringing panic and panic to all parts of the city.

The revolutionary army shouted and rushed to kill, and pursued. Fighting with the Qing army in the county town constantly compressed the living space of the Qing army. Soon. Gunfire rang out everywhere, and as far as the eye could see, there was fighting almost everywhere in the county, but the balance of victory had tilted in favor of the revolutionary army, and the battle quickly advanced from east to west.

The sound of horses' hooves, footsteps, shouts of killing, exclamations, and gunshots sounded like a pot of porridge in the county town. The men and horses of the revolutionary army rushed along the streets. The commanding heights were occupied one by one, the streets were controlled, and the fighting was lively, but not fierce. The Qing army, which was attacked by surprise, not only did not command effectively. And negligence in prevention,. The horror of machine-gun fire was spreading rapidly, and stubborn resistance was almost none.

At the crossroads, the fighting between the two sides is a little more intense here. The two sides shot frequently, and from time to time they yelled at each other. The "Da ......" machine gun was raised and fired fiercely at the recalcitrant Qing army, providing fire support for the revolutionary army.

Under the rapid attack of the revolutionary army, the enemy in front was beaten back in a hurry, but the rear could not stop, and as a result, they collided violently with the people in front, and the screams and panicked scolding of the enemy after being shot became a piece of confusion.

"It's over, it's over." A Qing general retreated in panic, but howled for his men to continue to resist. Suddenly, his head was cut wide by a flying bullet, and blood covered his eyes.

Several bullets flew in, and the officer fell to the ground, and the blood under his body quickly gathered into pools.

"If you surrender your gun, you won't die!" The shouts shattered the will of the Qing army to resist, and under the fierce blows, some enemies raised their hands to surrender, and some enemies fled from the county seat.

The fierce gunfire gradually thinned out, the revolutionary army had taken control of the whole city, and there were still sporadic gunshots in the city, but it was no longer relevant to the overall situation.

With the unpreparedness to attack, the men and horses of the revolutionary army not only gained actual combat experience, but also outperformed the patrol battalion in equipment. In addition, there are many pistols in the team, so in narrow street battles, it is just right to use the power of a single shot in bursts. However, the men and horses of the patrol battalion have not yet experienced the test of such a fierce battle, and in a panic, the result of this battle can be imagined with their feet.

Before the gunfire stopped, Qiu Jin followed the ambulance team into the county seat with the corpses and blood stains. Searching for and treating the wounded, they were nervously busy amid the sound of gunfire in all directions.

The streets were a mess, bloody limbs were everywhere, and the place of slaughter was tragic and bloody. The corpses of the patrol battalion were stacked in such a small area that there was no place to put their feet.

Qiu Jin's gaze suddenly stopped on a corpse, this little warrior had two bullet holes in his chest, his eyes were round, and he was still holding a spear in his hand.

A young life was sacrificed on the battlefield of the revolution in this way, Qiu Jin squatted down and gently closed the eyes of the martyrs. It was the little clerk who had registered her ten days earlier, and she didn't even know his name.

This is the revolution, not only with passionate drums and shouts, but also with glorious and courageous dedication. Qiu Jin knew that in the days to come, this kind of sadness and pain would continue to appear. When the blood is gone, all that remains is sad and painful memories. But she had already made up her mind that she was going to join the Renaissance, that she was going to be a member of the national altar, like this young warrior.

But war does not need tears, especially for regular troops. It's not that they're ruthless, but they're used to seeing life and death, they're already steel-hearted, they only have a momentary sadness, and they will quickly turn their grief into hatred and vent it to the enemy on the battlefield. This is almost the case with any unit in a war, there are no soldiers and teams with sad faces and weeping all day long.

Soldiers with guns and bayonets were constantly running past them, rushing to the battlefield, to the places where the gunfire was most intense.

Qiu Jin dragged the martyr's body to the side of the road, gently closed his eyes, and turned to run forward. It's just that her eyes are sour, her vision is a little blurry, and only the red scarf of the revolutionary army soldier flickered like a flame, leading her steps, forward, forward!

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The hustle and bustle outside seems to be a matter of another world, and it doesn't have much impact on Ah Mao.

At this point, he sat on the floor in a very comfortable position, and although the attic was small and dirty, he didn't care. Experience and training have made him have a good ability to adapt to any environment.

He straightened the fingers of his hands, palms facing him, and stared at the palms and fingers, studying the lines. His fingers were flexed and stretched, and there was no feeling of stagnation at all, which satisfied him.

The sound of the bangs downstairs was hurried, like the anxious tapping of a trader. The cat rolled over and moved a wooden board against the wall with her hand, revealing a hole for the muzzle to stick out. Slowly sticking the muzzle of the gun out, the cat leaned forward slightly, keeping her eyes on the scope. Through the scope, he saw the Governor's Office, three hundred meters away.

Time passed minute by minute, the sound of the gong that opened the way seemed to be heard, and under the escort of the flag soldiers and officials, the official sedan chair of the new Guangzhou general Jing Li appeared in the field of vision of the scope.

Ah Mao's hands were very steady, and he looked out of the scope, and the cross of the "ten" was moving slowly, looking for the target.

Getting off the sedan chair and walking out, Jing Li glanced around very majestically, and walked up the steps unhurriedly. He is a Manchurian, he is a general of Guangzhou, and even the governor Zhang Renjun has to respect him for three points.

A cat held his breath and gently pulled the plate machine, the rifle sat back slightly, the bullet had already flown out, and with the heat into Jing Li's back, the processed bullet rolled out of balance in this guy's body, shattering his internal organs.

The cat quickly stepped back, re-blocked the plank, pulled down the movable butt, and put it into the box next to it with the gun, then closed the lid, carried the box, and walked out quickly, down the attic.

Facing the members waiting to answer, Ah Mao just nodded slightly, handed over the box in his hand, turned around and walked out of the courtyard door quickly, turning around, and disappearing into the alleys of Guangzhou City.

That's right, he is now Chen Sheng, the number one killer of the Revival Society, he shoots a shot and hits the target, it's that simple.

…………… (To be continued.) )