I thought I could raise my eyebrows at the British Consulate, but I didn't know that I was deeply humiliated, Zhang Xueliang was full of indignation, but he had nowhere to vent, but Chen Zikun was expressionless, it seemed that he had expected this result a long time ago,

Suddenly, Adjutant Zhao Yufeng hurriedly entered, and said in a low voice: "Dashuai, there is something," he said and glanced at Zhang Xueliang,

"Just say it and be louder," Chen Zikun said impatiently.

"Yes!" Zhao Yufeng followed his heels, "The troops of the 20th Division of the Feng Army surrounded our anti-smoking law enforcement corps in Zhabei, claiming to ......"

"What are you going to do!"

"I want to surrender the brothers," Zhao Yufeng said indignantly,

The 20th Division of the Feng Army is Xing Shilian's troops, the elite of the Northeast Army, this time he went south to Shanghai and set up a garrison headquarters.

Zhang Xueliang was stunned and said: "How can there be such a thing, Brother Kunwu, I really don't know,"

Chen Zikun said: "Han Qing, don't worry, between our brothers, don't you have this sincerity, I believe it's not your idea, but the two armies are facing each other, and it's not good to kill each other, or you go and say something, let Xing Shilian retreat,"

Although Zhang Xueliang is a playboy, he is not stupid at all, he knows that Xing Shilian does not dare to make his own decisions and start a war with Chen Zikun, this move must have been instructed by Zhang Zuolin, even if he goes, it is useless, not to mention that he really can't leave at this time,

He unconsciously glanced at Miss Song San, who was as beautiful as a lonely lily in the corner, waiting for him lonely with a glass of champagne.

"Alas, I'm afraid it's useless if I'm there, I'll write a warrant, Brother Kunwu can send someone to send it, we just arrived at the consulate, it's rude to leave the table rashly," Zhang Xueliang said,

Chen Zikun was furious, ** said: "Then Hanqing, you can stay here, I can deal with it myself,"

Zhang Xueliang also didn't do this very authentically, but Song San's temptation was even greater, and he muttered: "Let the sorghum stalk take my guards, whoever disobeys will be shot, sorghum stalk, do you hear it?"

"Yes! I hear," replied the sorghum stalk,

Chen Zikun hurriedly walked out, and unexpectedly the provocative voice of the British consul came from behind him: "Dear general, aren't you going to drink a few more glasses of wine, we have a very mellow Scotch whisky here,"

"Keep it for yourself," Sir Baldwin shrugged indifferently and whispered to the Westerner next to him, "Impolite fellow,"

Walking to the door, Chen Zikun suddenly turned around and said loudly in English: "Ladies and gentlemen,"

The noise gradually subsided, and all eyes were focused on him,

"It is undeniable that the concession authorities won this round, and it looks like we lost, China lost, but!"

Here he accentuated his tone, and his heavy eyes scanned everyone, "May Fourth has awakened the sleeping Chinese, and the fifth is to drink the first stick, making the Chinese people more sober, the true face of the so-called civilized world, everyone, I put a sentence here today, let's wait and see,"

Everyone held their breath and listened to his generous speech,

Chen Zikun said word by word: "After the May Day, the revolution is bound to fall for a thousand miles!" You may win once, twice, even ten times, but in the end, the victory belongs to China,"

After saying this, he turned around and walked away, and his tall body disappeared into the darkness,

"Snap, snap, snap" The lonely applause sounded, it was the third lady of the Song family clapping, then Zhang Xueliang beside her, and then every Chinese present,

Baldwin watched this scene with interest with his wine glass, hooked his hand, and the second secretary of the consulate came over, listened to Mr. Consul's whisper, and hurriedly went upstairs to pick up the telephone and said, "Pick up the patrol room,"

……

Chen Zikun sat in the car, feeling the blood in his chest rolling, he didn't expect that the Feng army would turn against him at a critical moment, and his military deterrence not only did not work, but became the laughing stock of the British.

"When I go to Zhabei, I want to ask Xing Shilian what he wants to do," Chen Zikun said.

Two cars drove away from the consulate, the former car sat Chen Zikun, the latter was Zhang Xueliang's guards, the car through the Waibaidu Bridge all the way to the north, when it came to the pass, slowed down, vaguely saw someone in front of him shaking a flashlight, signaling to stop,

The car stopped, Zhao Yufeng got out of the car to negotiate with the patrol guarding the pass, and showed the consul's invitation card and his identity, but the patrol leader said arrogantly: "Please get out of the car and be inspected,"

Zhao Yufeng said angrily: "What to check, how can you check our handsome car?" ”

The patrol said: "This is the concession, a place where there is a legal system, everyone is equal,"

A Chinese patrol gang next to him said: "There are at least twenty or thirty commanders in the concession, and they all have to listen to the greetings obediently, not to be bad for you, check what, check the weapons, the concession is the territory of foreigners, and you are not allowed to bring guns,"

Zhao Yufeng snorted angrily: "You wait," ran back to the car and said, "Dashuai, they want to check,"

Chen Zikun said calmly: "Shoot,"

Zhao Yufeng's eyes widened: "What? ”

Chen Zikun said sharply: "Didn't you hear me say shooting!" ”

Zhao Yufeng didn't hear it, but he couldn't believe his ears, but Liang Maocai and Sorghum Stalks, who were in the same car, heard it clearly, and the commander ordered, and they executed it simply, Liang Maocai took out a hundred rounds of drum Thompson hand-held machine guns, Sorghum Stalks pulled out two Spanish Changmiao large mirror box guns, and the two of them fired on the left and right,

To say that the quality of the patrol in the concession is really high, as soon as the guns rang out, they all lay behind the bunkers, the three guns spewed tongues of fire in the night, and hundreds of bullets poured on the bunkers and sentry boxes at the pass, and the patrol and merchant soldiers did not dare to move.

Liang Maocai emptied a shuttle, picked up the smoking portable machine gun and said, "It's enjoyable,"

The sorghum stalks had just finished beating the two bridge clamps, and shook his head unconvinced,

Chen Zikun had a calm face: "Drive,"

When the car started, Liang Mao was on guard with a gun, and it wasn't until Chen Zikun's special car left the concession that he walked to the sandbag bunker, and spat at the trembling patrol inside: "Check, check your grandma's legs!" ”

……

The position of the Anti-Smoking Law Enforcement Corps was set up in the place where Zhabei and the Hongkou District of the Public Concession were enchanted, and the barricades were built with sandbags, and the muzzles of the guns were facing the concession side, but the back was empty, and the threat of the 20th Division of the Feng Army came from the rear, and a large number of soldiers wearing yellow uniforms and carrying rifles of the 13th year of Liao occupied the buildings facing the street, set up machine guns on the rooftops, and the barrels of the guns stretched out of the windows, aiming at the brothers of the Anti-Smoking Corps.

The 20th Division of the Feng Army is the elite of the Northeast Army, and the Anti-Smoking Law Enforcement Corps is the essence of the Jiangdong Army.

Chen Zikun's car arrived, Xue Bin stepped forward to report that it was indeed the Feng army that surrounded him, the number is unknown, at least one regiment, and the two sides have maintained restraint so far and have not fired a shot.

"Sorghum stalks, you go and ask them whose subordinates they are, and let the soldiers come to see me," Chen Zikun said.

"Yes!" The sorghum stalk heels together, running forward, Feng Jun saw a person running out here, and suddenly the sound of pulling the bolt sounded, but when he saw the sorghum stalk's military uniform, someone suddenly shouted: "Don't shoot, it's your own people,"

Sorghum stalk smoothly ran to the opposite side, reported his official rank and department, the adjutant of the young marshal, the status of the absolute post, led the team to surround the anti-smoking law enforcement corps is the 20th Division of the 24th Brigade of the major general brigade Liu Yifei, after listening to the sorghum stalks, without saying a word, the whole uniform, with two guards went straight to the opposite position,

Chen Zikun sat on the Taishi chair with a golden knife, and Liu Yifei came in and saluted: "Humble Liu Yifei, meet Kun Shuai,"

"Well, you are the commander of the 24th Brigade, who told you to lead the team to surround my anti-smoking law enforcement corps?" Chen Zikun got straight to the point,

"Report to Marshal Kun, it is the military order of Xing Shilian, the commander of Shanghai martial law,"

"Evacuate me immediately!"

"Kun Shuai, you are the military affairs supervisor of Jiangdong Province, and there is a mess in Shanghai, it seems that it is not within your scope of responsibility," Liu Yifei replied without humility or arrogance,

Sorghum Stalk said on the side: "The commander of the corps has an order, let you withdraw your troops and go back, if there is anything, he will take care of it,"

Liu Yifei said: "Kun Shuai, senior brother, it's not that the brother doesn't give you face, and if you don't obey the young marshal's orders, it's really difficult to disobey the military order, my side will withdraw the troops, and immediately move the head,"

Chen Zikun said: "Give me Xing Shilian's call, I want to ask him, how did the martial law come to Lao Tzu's head, I want to eat Lao Tzu's team, and I don't want to break your big teeth,"

The phone was quickly connected, Xing Shilian is forty years old this year, much older than Chen Zikun, and his qualifications are old enough, he was born in the Japanese Army Non-commissioned Officer School, and he is a veteran, so there is no pressure in front of Chen Zikun, he said in an official tone: "The establishment of the Anti-Smoking Law Enforcement Corps has been revoked, and the brother is also the intention of Shangfeng, so he sent someone to deal with it, and I hope Kun Shuai will forgive me,"

Chen Zikun said: "Commander Xing, may I ask who is your top peak?" ”

Xing Shilian said: "My peak is Yang Yuting, the new governor of Jiangsu,"

Now Chen Zikun understood that there was no possibility of a peaceful resolution to this conflict, so he put down the phone and asked Liu Yifei: "Brigade Commander Liu, do you have to fight?" ”

Liu Yifei said: "It's okay if you don't fight, let the brothers hand over the guns, I guarantee everyone's safety,"

Chen Zikun said: "The weapon is the life of a soldier, and the gun is impossible to surrender, Brigade Commander Liu, go back,"

Liu Yifei saluted and returned to his position, and there was a sound of bayonets on the bolts of the two armies, and both sides were ready for battle, just waiting for the commander to give the order to open fire.

Chen Zikun sighed and picked up the phone: "Colonel Andrei Vasilyevich, act as planned,"

The battle between the Feng army and the anti-smoking law enforcement corps did not break out immediately, Liu Yifei probed the other party's reality, this unit with the name of the police is the strongest armed force in the Jiangdong Army, equipped with a large number of automatic rifles and portable machine guns, it is very advantageous in street fighting, his side is a rifle that is pulled by a shot, and he can't take advantage of it, so he is still waiting, waiting for the brothers of the 44th Brigade to outflank him, and solve the other party with absolute superiority.

Forty minutes later, there was finally movement in the rear, and another unit came up, but looking at this posture, it seemed that it was coming towards the 24th Brigade.

"Brigade commander, no, it's a foreigner's soldier," a company commander who served as a guard hurriedly reported,

Liu Yifei picked up the binoculars and looked, under the dim street lamp, a British steel helmet flashed with a ghostly light, under the steel helmet was a tall nose and white skin, khaki military uniform and large leather shoes, and the rifle was not a common style on the Chinese battlefield, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was a British soldier or an American soldier.

"Send someone who can speak foreign to ask, what nationality are they from, and what are they going to do?" LIU Yifeidao,

The news was quickly fed back, and the British Marines came behind them, who wanted to surrender the guns of the soldiers.

"his grandmother, why should you pay Lao Tzu's gun," Liu Yifei crooked his nose angrily,