At this moment, there was a sudden burst of gunfire in the distance.

"Is it in the direction of the ammunition depot?" Shiro Ikegami glanced out the window and couldn't help but change color on his face.

Hearing Shiro Ikegami's words, several samurai couldn't help but press their swords and rise.

"Don't worry, Lin Jun has already arranged it." Seeing everyone's nervous looks, Kirino Toshiaki smiled slightly and said. The samurai sat down again.

"It should have been the 'Tokyo Lions' who did it and were killed by our people." Lin Yiqing carefully distinguished the types of gunshots and said with a smile.

Although Lin Yiqing said this, Oyama Tsunashi was still not very relieved, he pricked up his ears and listened for a while, and his eyes were also fixed on the direction of the ammunition depot.

It is no wonder that Oyama Tsunara is worried that the ammunition depot in Kagoshima has accumulated a large number of ammunition for French Grass-style rifles and German Krupp shells purchased from Qianguo, as well as a large amount of explosives purchased at the request of Lin Yiqing.

But what Oyama had feared most did not happen, and after a while, the gunfire fell silent, and there was no earth-shattering explosion in the direction of the ammunition depot.

"Don't worry, Dashan-kun, every ammunition depot has been guarded day and night by capable personnel, and it will be fine." "Let's continue to discuss the details of the incident. ”

The samurai resumed their discussion, and Lin Yiqing noticed that Saigo Takamori did not participate in the discussion, but silently came to the window and looked out at the street market in the distance.

After a while, Lin Yiqing turned his head to look at the Western-style table clock in the room, and he knew that the elite cadets of the Naval Academy that he had arranged for him to go down should have killed or captured the "Tokyo Lion" and swept it away.

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Takeo Ishihara, who had passed out, dreamed that he was on the battlefield again.

The terrible trumpet of the charge sounded repeatedly on the beach, the Japanese troops who were flanked from both sides desperately counterattacked, the artillery roared on the battlefield and the machine guns roared, and the Japanese troops collectively launched a charge against the positions of the shipmaster and the navy, and they launched this kind of attack heroically not because they were good at this kind of "pig rush" tactic, but because they had no choice, because only a melee could confuse the sight of the cadres and make it impossible for the cadres to distinguish the target.

The war turned the beach into a slaughterhouse, and the killing was full of corpses, but in fact, there was no way out for the two armies, they were both standing on the edge of the cliff, and the only way out was to push the opponent and not themselves into the abyss of defeat. Rear Admiral Norirashi Akamatsu, who was in command of the Japanese ranks, marched forward with a loud shout, and by this time all the burdens that had been placed on him had been lifted, and when he and his soldiers braved the fire of the dry army without hesitation, he had returned to a true samurai, and the samurai had nothing to do but win.

As an admiral, he was deeply aware of the power of the Gatling gun, and if the Japanese army could not break through the machine gun positions of the cadres, it would mean a catastrophe.

The death squad composed of the samurai of the old feudal clan plunged straight into the position of the cadres like sharp knives. The death squad tore through the enemy's defense line and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to attack the enemy's depth, but what these samurai didn't expect was that in front of them, a red wave suddenly appeared!

That's the shipyard and navy soldier of the dry army!

Instantly, the gunfire rang out, and the battle between the shipmaster and the Japanese army began, the shipmaster and the navy soldiers were all dressed in red, wearing straw hats, numbering about 2,000, holding rifles with bayonets, white blades like a forest, shouting forward, the arrogance was extremely arrogant, everyone seemed to have the determination to die, the Japanese army wanted to seize the machine gun position of the dry army, but the shipmaster and navy soldiers swarmed up, and the Japanese army launched a fierce white-knuckle battle.

After a long period of fierce fighting, the scene on the battlefield was already terrifying, with the corpses of the dead on both sides lying everywhere, and some of the wounded Japanese soldiers who sat around and committed mass suicide. Due to the loss of contact with the follow-up troops, the Japanese had too few people to follow, and many of the team members were wounded. At this time, the cadres re-offensive, plugging the gap in the position, and the death squad that rushed into the position was cut off from retreating, and finally all of them died heroically......

Everywhere there was gunsmoke, the already clear sky was darkened, and there were battles everywhere on the coast, and the Japanese, who were in a mess, could never have dreamed that such a ferocious cadre army would await them.

The Japanese charge eventually collapsed under the heavy fire of the Habekais machine guns and Lin's machine guns of the shipmaster and marines.

As the time passed, although the samurai were desperate to follow one another, after all, the number was too small and outnumbered, and they were blocked by the fierce fire of the cadres. When a golden ray of sunlight gradually reflected the battlefield through the smoke clouds, the Japanese troops who attacked the position of the Qianjun had been wiped out by the superior naval soldiers, Ishihara Takeo saw one of the samurai in the lead shoot the last bullet at the Qianjun, and then tragically pulled out the katana at his waist and prepared for the final hand-to-hand combat. At this time, he saw that among the death squad members he was familiar with, there were only a few people left who could stand up straight and prepare for hand-to-hand combat.

The last of the samurai howled and rushed towards a reloading machine-gun position, and a group of shipmasters and seamen rushed forward with rifles loaded with bayonets. Ishihara Takeo saw the katana slash open the shoulder of one of the shipmasters, and the samurai who made the sword was also pierced in the chest by a shiny bayonet......

Soon, the samurai all fell, and the shipmaster sailors, who had already killed the red-eyed, still stabbed downward with their bayonets, splashing blood and splashing the angry faces with angry eyes......

Takeo Ishihara felt a chill on his body and woke up suddenly.

"Such a small 'Tokyo Lion', hehe, it seems that there is really no one to use the Kawaji rebels, and they even sent children!" Accompanied by a loud laugh and a "Smack!" With a sound, Takeo Ishihara felt a spicy pain coming from his body.

Takeo Ishihara opened his eyes and looked around, only to see a few people in police uniforms with katanas stuck in their waists in front of him, looking at him viciously.

He knew that they were the prefectural police officers of Kagoshima.

Only then did Takeo Ishihara recall what happened at the ammunition depot of the arsenal.

A sharp pain in his shoulder reminded him of the harsh reality he was facing.

When he climbed over the wall to enter the arsenal, he was hit in the shoulder by a bullet, fell down, fainted, and was captured.

Companions, do you ...... Are they all dead?

"Your name?!" A policeman shouted and shouted as he swung his whip and slammed it on him.

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