Zhao Sheng found himself and his comrades in a fierce scuffle that they should have tried to avoid. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The soldiers of Zhang Shaozeng's guard unit had broken free from the initial confusion, and under the command of a lieutenant officer, they were firing frantically from behind the corners of the walls and makeshift fortifications, in a complete posture of fighting to the death. Although there were only pistols and bolt-action rifles, this did not affect their fighting spirit, and the rifles, which could only fire ten rounds per minute, were fired at a higher rate by them, and they did not fire indiscriminately without aiming, on the contrary, they were very accurate, and every comrade who wanted to temporarily leave the bunker to protect them and shoot at them or throw bombs must be prepared to be shot or even killed.

In fact, in the past few minutes, Zhao Sheng had already witnessed the heroic sacrifice of two comrades, one of whom was his classmate Fang Shengtao, who raised his head a little and a bullet entered his forehead, and the other was a comrade whose name he did not know and tried to throw a bomb into the fortification, but was hit in the abdomen by the bullet, and then torn to pieces by the bomb that fell off his hand.

His death stunned many people - despite the vow to die to overthrow the Manchu regime, such a tragic sight exceeded all expectations, and for a moment they even forgot that they were still fighting, and not one of them continued to fire, and was almost regained the initiative by Zhang Shaozeng's soldiers—only with the efforts of the few remaining people did they succeed.

Still, the battle was at a stalemate, and Zhao Sheng and his comrades had to fight their enemies for every fortification with guns, bombs, and even daggers, advancing towards the goal little by little, almost as slowly as a turtle crawling.

"This will not work, we cannot waste time here, enemy reinforcements will appear at any time, and there will be no more bombs and bullets." Someone shouted. However, there was chaos here, the sound of gunshots, explosions, and shouts and wails in various accents, it was so noisy that Zhao Sheng couldn't tell who it was.

But he knew that this comrade was right, they didn't have much time and ammunition to waste, and there was also a problem, once Liangbi and Zhang Shao realized that the situation was not good, they would flee from the other side of the arrow tower, and there was no one to stop them—four assault detachments were involved, two of them were already trapped here, and the other two never appeared, and no news came.

No one knew where the two teams of Yan Lie and Huang Xing had gone, what trouble they had encountered, perhaps they had attacked what they thought were more valuable than Liangbi, perhaps they had just lost their way in a strange city, or perhaps they were exchanging fire with other units of the Qing army......

In any case, the expected split did not materialize. Zhao Sheng finally understood what was making him feel dangerous a few hours ago, but it was to no avail, and he could only make up for the loopholes that had appeared through other methods.

It's just that he doesn't have many options.

"Separate some people to cut off Liangbi and Zhang Shaozeng's retreat? I don't like that......" he muttered under his breath, raising his submachine gun to fire a burst of fire that knocked out one of the soldiers who was aiming, forcing the other to retreat, and then cautiously retreated behind a fortification that had been captured not long ago.

Chen Shaobai is lying here. He was seriously wounded and his life was in danger - Fang Shengtao's tragic death caused his younger brother Fang Shengdong to suddenly lose control, the furious young man with bombs on his body rushed to the nearest fortification, trying to die with the enemy there, Chen Shaobai pulled him back, but he was hit by several bullets and fell to the ground unable to move, Zhao Sheng could only do a simple treatment for him, and then placed in a relatively safe place - although everyone knew that it did not make any sense.

His injuries were too severe to last long unless he was immediately sent to the hospital and the best surgeon was called in, but it was an impossible task.

He's going to die.

"Mr. Yin and Huang Keqiang's team has not yet arrived, and I am worried that Liangbi and Zhang Shaozeng may escape from the other side." Zhao Sheng squatted down beside Chen Shaobai, looking at his face that had become as white as paper due to massive blood loss, and told his worries and plans all about it, hoping that this patriarch could hold on for a while longer and help him make a decision, "I think we should divide some people to attack in a roundabout way and cut off their retreat, but there are some risks in doing so, and it will distract our forces...... Mr. Hattori, what is your opinion? ”

Chen Shaobai did not speak. He couldn't say a word, he could only nod his head with great difficulty, and his movements were so slight that he could only see them if he looked closely. He couldn't hold it anymore. Zhao Sheng thought about it, suspecting that Chen Shaobai actually didn't hear what he said at all.

However, this was a predestined outcome, and he had to accept it and make his own decision - although it was not easy. For a cadet who was still very young, this was his first time.

Zhao Sheng continued to squat and took some time to assess the possible risks. Eventually, he decided to put his plan into action: if Liangbi and Zhang Shaozeng managed to escape, the sacrifices they had already made would be worthless.

With a solemn salute to Chen Shaobai, he returned to the front line.

By the time he was gone, the offensive had come to a complete standstill, and the Qing army received few reinforcements and launched an unsuccessful counterattack, leaving behind a few corpses but also costing him two more comrades. Now, the exhausted warring sides can only stop for a while, and everyone is busy respites and recuperates, ready for the next battle, which is bound to become even more brutal.

Seeing him return, Fang Shengdong immediately leaned over.

"How's Hattori-san doing?" The young man, who was always too impulsive, looked very nervous. Because of the tragedy he caused, Fang Shengdong cared more about Chen Shaobai than others. Although he knew that the revolutionary veteran was coming to the end of his life, he was eager to know his condition and wanted to do something for him.

Zhao Sheng could see from his reddened eyes and tense muscles that there were more intense emotions than before, and he was already close to madness. He did not recover from the blow of Fang Shengtao's death, and Chen Shaobai's misfortune further stimulated his nerves. Zhao Sheng began to worry that he was likely to lose control again, and that this time there would be no second person to stop him, and if he was lucky enough, he would succeed in killing himself and a few soldiers, but if he was unlucky, his suicide would spread to other comrades.

Perhaps he should be sent to cut off Liangbi and Zhang Shaozeng's retreat.

Maybe that "maybe" should be removed.

As soon as this idea popped up in his mind, Zhao Sheng accepted it. He first answered Fang Shengdong's question with his head, and then announced the decision before he could react: "I have a new assignment for you. It is very likely that Liangbi and Zhang Shaozeng escaped from the other side, and I want you to take a few people with you to cut off their retreat. ”

"Are you sure?" Fang Shengdong was obviously unwilling to accept this task. He only wanted to kill more soldiers now and avenge his brother and Chen Shaobai, and he didn't care what the mission was. However, he knew that he couldn't reject Zhao Sheng outright, so he could only attack in a roundabout way. "What if Liangbi and Zhang Shaozeng didn't plan to escape?"

"Then attack them from the other side!" Zhao Sheng announced in an indisputable tone. He knew Fang Shengdong too well to know what he was thinking, and he would never allow this young man to turn the armed revolution into a personal vendetta.

He glared at Fang Shengdong and urged sternly: "Act now!" We don't have time to waste! ”

Knowing that it was impossible for Zhao Sheng to change his mind, Fang Shengdong had to do as he ordered and left with four classmates from the Guangzhou Bay Branch.

Their actions went very well. Zhao Sheng organized a bluff attack, successfully attracting the attention of all the defenders with a desperate burst of strafing and a few bombs, most of the soldiers did not notice that their enemies were missing, and the few remaining people also regarded their absence as a loss of combat ability, and did not suspect it but rejoiced for a while.

Moreover, once they left the range of the Qianmen Arrow Tower, the trace of the Qing army completely disappeared from their sight. Even Fang Shengdong felt that this was an unbelievably strange phenomenon: the battle inside the arrow tower was so fierce, gunshots and explosions came and went, but the people outside didn't seem to hear any sound, and no one noticed that there was something wrong with Zhang Shaozeng's headquarters, whether civilians or soldiers.

Not a single force came to reinforce their generals.

Fang Shengdong deeply regretted this - his brain had been burned out by hatred, and he still wanted to turn the assassination into his private war, not caring if the organization's plan would fail because of it - perhaps in his subconscious, it had failed and did not need to be saved.

Now, he only wants revenge, but his enemies don't seem to want to give him any chance.

With growing regret, Fang Shengdong and his companions reached their first destination. They waited there for a while, but neither Liangbi nor Zhang Shaozeng showed up, so several people began to discuss whether the second step should be carried out immediately.

While they were arguing, Fang Shengdong suddenly saw a small mixed force of police and soldiers running towards the arrow tower. The men did not wear a white towel on their left arm for identification.

Apparently, there are finally some people who have found out about the battle here.

His regret quickly turned into joy.

"Look, Zhang Shaozeng's reinforcements have arrived." He told his companions what he had discovered, and while raising his carbine, he aimed it at the leader of the unit.

"Maybe it's Mr. Yin and Huang Keqiang's team." One student reminded that "a mixed force of police and the Forces nouvelles, it doesn't look like reinforcements. ”

"No, they must be enemies!" Fang Shengdong was convinced of his own judgment. Regardless of what the others did, he continued to aim and pulled the trigger.

He aimed well and his gun was good, and the officer who led the team fell headlong to the ground. Fang Shengdong could even see blood spurting from the back of his head. The sudden attack stunned the rest of the soldiers and police for a moment, and then they quickly dispersed, looking for cover and counterattacking with heavy fire.

The fierce battle began again.

Huang Xing stared at the corpse of Yan Lie in amazement—he was lying less than ten meters away from him—and his brain was in disarray. He didn't know what was wrong, he didn't understand why the Qing soldiers who were obviously sentinels were able to see through their disguises, in order not to arouse the suspicion of the Qing soldiers they met on the road, they didn't even wear white towels, but those sentries still saw through them, which was completely beyond his expectations, and the death of the sentry made him even more overwhelmed, and he couldn't continue to command the troops at all.

He had to let the others fight, but that was the only thing they could do right now, kill the sentries and regain the initiative before more Qing soldiers could react.

With only five sentinels, they can do it.

"Comrades, get on the bayonet!" He heard a voice calling, "Follow me!" ”

Many people responded to this call.

The charge began. (To be continued.) )