The situation was urgent, and at this time, the provincial governor Zang Shiyi also rushed to the staff headquarters, and the originally very spacious room was extremely crowded at this time.

"Don't move, don't resist, put the gun in the warehouse, stand up to death, everyone will be benevolent, sacrifice for the country!" Zhang Haipeng heard Zhao Zhenfan's voice on the phone and shouted.

"Put the gun in the storeroom and die? I'm afraid this can't be done, the Japanese army has already come in, and now they are about to turn in fire, where is the reason to collect guns from the line of fire. Li Jichuan said with reason, "The ancients still have generals outside, and the king's order is not subject to it." Now that the young marshal is listening to the play, he must not be clear about the situation of the 100,000 people in Fengtian, are we going to do something special and beat the Japanese army back first? ”

"Yes, Fengtian is the old man left by the old handsome, if we lose Fengtian City, where will we have the face to see the old man under Jiuquan after a hundred years?" Tibetan Yi also said bitterly.

Zhang Haipeng said with a calm face, "This is an order, something happened, provoke a full-scale war between the two countries, are you responsible or am I responsible?" Can you afford it? ”

"If I lose Fengtian, the people of the whole country will scold me, and I can't afford to be responsible!" Li Jichuan's face was pale, and he pointed away.

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In the weaving night, only the searchlight machinery swept back and forth. The Japanese troops from the west rushed into the nearby barracks, and there were messy footsteps, screams, and the laughter of the Japanese soldiers. The soldiers of the brigade chased the soldiers of the 7th Brigade who had escaped.

Bang! The windows of the barracks were kicked open, and one by one the soldiers jumped from the windows. A dozen Japanese soldiers rushed in at the door of the barracks.

"Don't move, don't resist, put the gun in the warehouse, stand up to death, everyone will be benevolent, sacrifice for the country!" In the loudspeaker, Zhu Zhirong repeated Zhang Haipeng's words over and over again.

"Ahh A few soldiers had already jumped out of the barracks windows and fled, perhaps killed by the Japanese troops outside. Shangfeng ordered them not to resist, and they could only face the wolf-like Japanese army unarmed like this. Watch as Japanese bayonets plunge into their chests.

The pungent blood flowed on the sheets, under the bed boards, on the ground, the whole barracks was blood-red, and the blood was also stained with the ground outside the barracks.

"I hate it!" Wei Zhigui's cry became weaker and weaker, and as the Japanese bayonet was drawn, the man collapsed, half of the body was still on the bed board, and half was in the plasma on the ground.

In the barracks, from time to time, other soldiers fell in Zhibo. Assassinating the soldier on the bed, the unsatisfied Japanese soldier quickly left the barracks and quickly turned to other targets.

Just when the soldiers hiding under the bed thought they could escape, Ka! There was a low sound at the barracks door.

Michikawa Iezawa set up his machine gun at the door, and the man lay on the ground, smirking at the muzzle of the gun at the cowardly soldiers under the bed.

"Sudden ........."

Gunshots rang out like torn cloths, and the muzzles of machine guns spewed tongues of fire that devoured the lives of the soldiers under the beds in the barracks.............

In Nanjing, under Zhang Xueliang's resolute doctrine of non-resistance, these soldiers sacrificed their lives just to let Nanjing occupy the side of reason in the League of Nations. Let them refute the Japanese at the negotiating table, and expect the League of Nations to intervene in Japan's atrocities in a righteous manner. When the Japanese army occupied Jinan, it was forced to withdraw under international pressure. Nanjing and Zhang Xueliang hope to see this scene repeat in Fengtian City, but who can see the humiliation and hatred of the Japanese army when they occupied Jinan and occupied Fengtian? Who can see these soldiers and civilians who died in vain?

In the distance, the scene of the barracks to the west was faintly visible under the flicker of the searchlights. The Japanese are slaughtering defenseless soldiers. These soldiers are their robes, they have trained, laughed, and fought with them, their compatriots, but now they are constantly dying tragically under the bayonets and guns of the Japanese because of the stupid orders from above!

"The Japanese have all gone to the camp and stabbed our brothers to death, so many people were killed by machine guns unarmed in the barracks. When the old man is here, he will never let the Japanese kill us like this. Old handsome, old handsome, you open your eyes in the spirit of heaven and look at the soldiers you have led before, look at the current Beida Camp, and see what has become of Fengtian now! ”

In the night, some soldiers crouched down with their heads in their hands, crying heartbreakingly. Seeing the west side of the camp, the robe that was helpless and running around was crying. In front of the staff headquarters of the 7th Brigade, in the sky above the entire Beida Battalion, the lingering monstrous resentment seemed to form a dark cloud, covering the moonlight.

"Put the gun in the warehouse, stand up to death, everyone will become benevolent and sacrifice for the country!" Zhu Zhirong was still urging the soldiers in front of him to surrender their ordnance.

Wang Tiehan also burst into tears, yes, if the old man is here, the Japanese will never dare to kill the officers and soldiers of the Northeast Army so blatantly, if the old man is here, he will never be willing to endure such a shameful humiliation!

The piercing gunfire pierced Wang Tiehan's heart like a piercing heart, and the pain that penetrated deep into his soul was overwhelming. The Japanese can't be allowed to kill like this again! Wang Tiehan's heart was like iron, and he was about to speak, when a tall figure carrying a Czech light machine gun pushed away the soldiers on both sides and strode forward. The heavy footsteps are like stepping on the heart of a person, and the angry eyes seem to burn the whole world.

Jiang Li had never been so angry, even if he was slapped by the instructor several times during training and stepped on his face by the instructor. Jiang Li had never been so desperate, even if he was strangled by hundreds of mercenaries on a lonely island. This despair came from Nanjing, and even more from Zhang Xueliang, the supreme commander of the Northeast Army.

"Jiang Li, what are you going to do!" Zhu Zhirong saw Jiang Li striding into the staff headquarters, ripped off the telephone directly, and shouted loudly with a loudspeaker.

"Bang!" The phone was carried by Jiang Li and smashed to the ground, and the broken parts were thrown all over the ground.

"Jiang Li!" Zhu Zhirong was about to roar again, but he was horrified to see Jiang Li suddenly fire a few shots at him in the Czech style.

Bang bang! The raised horn was knocked out, Zhu Zhirong looked panicked, and sat on the ground in fright, seeing Jiang Li's fierce eyes as if he was about to eat people, he forgot what to say for a while.

In front of the General Staff, everyone was silent, including the soldiers who were still sobbing. Jiang Li's few shots suppressed everyone, the light machine gun was in his hand, and the horn in Zhu Zhirong's hand dozens of meters away was knocked away, what kind of marksmanship is needed? What kind of guts do you need to shoot at the deputy commander.

"Jiang Li, what do you want to do?" Zhao Zhenfan couldn't stand it and reprimanded sharply, even if he also hated Zhu Zhirong's character, Jiang Li's approach was tantamount to rebellion.