Half of the death squad are students of the University of Tokyo, knowledge is combat effectiveness, although there is no ready-made TNT in the arsenal, but the configuration of explosives is a piece of cake for the students of the chemistry department, Mai Ping immediately assigned this young man back to the school laboratory to dispense explosives, and the troops suspended the attack.

It takes time to deploy explosives, and Macping is eager to win and orders the police force to attack again, but the officers leading the team are reluctant to come forward.

The provincial police are not engaged in the business of fighting, they usually guard the city gate, and they can be tired of going to the countryside to collect taxes, not to mention this kind of high-intensity battle, the dead people at the entrance of the office are shocking, and the police are frightened, and they are not willing to go to the death.

Mai Ping had no choice but to send someone to gather the workers, students, and activists.

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At dawn, Mai Zilong went to the former provincial government surrounded by the police, and the councillors were invited from their homes by the police early in the morning, and waited in the auditorium in panic.

Mai Zilong did not wear a uniform, but a black coat and a blue robe, and walked on stage to give a speech, he was a student studying in Japan, but he was not an ordinary martial artist, and the head of the scriptures was the Tao, but it was always some clichés, and it was still a big difference compared to Chen Zikun.

"The position of chairman of this province, the brother was originally insistent, but thanks to the love of Chairman Wang of the National Government and the trust of the Jiangdong fathers, the brother was ordered to take on this responsibility in danger......

Speaking of this, he paused deliberately, a group of policemen applauded, but the parliamentarians did not applaud with straight faces, and the applause in the auditorium was sparse, like the sound of a barefoot girl walking on the ground of the cement, which made Mai Zilong's old face pull down, and he was very displeased.

At the end of the inauguration ceremony, Mai Zilong asked his staff to write a telegram announcing that Jiangdong Province supported the Wuhan government and accepted the leadership of President Wang Zhaoming.

The second telegram was to dismiss Chen Zikun from his post in the name of the provincial government, and ordered him to surrender his military power and surrender to the provincial government.

The Jiangdong Times, which was on the verge of bankruptcy, was now resurrected, and all the printing machines were running at full speed, printing extraneous news in red, and the radio station also broadcast the good news of Mai Zilong's inauguration as provincial chairman.

However, the common people have a lot of numbers in their hearts, and the gunfire in the direction of the superintendent's office is constant, and it is clear that before the attack is down, Mai Zilong announced that he was inaugurated as the provincial chairman.

Mai Zilong was busy, and the provincial chairman had to take care of ten times more than the police chief, but he was busy and happy, just re-appointing the chief officials of the cities and counties, and the heads of the functional departments under the provincial government, so he was very happy, and arranged for people to buy more than a dozen pieces of white jade, black jade, and Tianhuang from the antique shop, and found the best gold and stone masters in the provincial city to engrave various seals used by the provincial chairman.

Chen Zikun is still in Shanghai, and the Jiangdong Army is still on the northern front, these are great hidden dangers, but Mai Zilong has already taken countermeasures, and the army of Tang Shengzhi of the Wuhan government has already entered Jiangdong and will arrive in the provincial capital in a few days.

The subordinates reported that the Governor's Office had not yet been captured, but Mai Zilong was unimpressed: "Hundreds of people are just trapped in the lonely house, how many Lang flowers can be turned up, and they will be surrounded and waited for him to run out of ammunition, so he will naturally be captured." ”

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In the open space outside the chemistry laboratory of Jiangdong University, a student wearing a mask sucked out a drop of liquid from the test tube, dropped it on a white paper, picked up a hammer and aimed at it, smashed it hard, and exploded, angrily flipped the student to the ground, bleeding from his mouth, nose and ears, but he got up excitedly and raised his arms and shouted: "It's successful!" ”

In the end, it was a top student in the Department of Chemistry, and it took a morning to prepare a high explosive, nitroglycerin, which was ten times more powerful than the black powder made of saltpeter, charcoal, and sulfur, and the power of a drop of nitroglycerin was so great that if a bottle was used, even the house could be blown up.

Nitroglycerin is very explosive, and the slightest shock can cause serious consequences, so the students carefully mixed the prepared nitroglycerin with potassium nitrate, wood powder, and activated charcoal to make usable high explosives, put them into containers, and did not dare to carry them in a car, so they carried them to the front of the office.

Mai Ping was overjoyed when he saw the explosives arrive, but how to convey the explosives to the gate of the office became a problem, as soon as the rebels showed up, they would be strafed by machine guns, and there was no way to come forward.

Without further ado, the rebels requisitioned a car, but the car needed someone to drive it, and the daredevils enthusiastically signed up, seeing death as home, and Mai Ping's eyes were red with emotion, and he appointed a student from a mechanical school to drive it.

This student is only sixteen years old this year, he is very excited to take on a heavy responsibility, loaded with explosives, started the car and slammed on the accelerator and galloped away, the sudden appearance of the car caught the defenders off guard, and when the reaction came to the car had only rushed out of a few tens of meters, several flames swept on the car, the driver was killed on the spot, but the car continued to speed by inertia, until it hit the gate of the office.

With a loud bang, all the glass windows within a radius of two miles were shattered, and more than 20 guards guarding near the gate of the office were killed on the spot, the iron-clad gate was blown apart, the wall also fell, and the soldiers in the dark fort within a few dozen meters were also bleeding from their mouths and noses and dizziness from the impact of the air.

In the air-raid shelter in the backyard, Yan'er was so frightened that she cried, and her nurse was trembling, and the thunder was not so loud during the thunderstorm, God knows what weapons the rebels used.

The rubble was splashed everywhere, the dust was flying, and the rebels were covered with a layer of dust on their heads, and Mai Ping raised his gun and shouted: "Comrades, rush." The trumpet sounded, and the death squad composed of more than 400 newly recruited workers and progressive students rushed towards the office of the superintendent with overwhelming momentum.

The dust and smoke cleared, the bright bayonets flashed, and the White Russian soldiers of the office guard were red-eyed, and they actually met them with bayonets, and launched a desperate white-knuckle battle with the death squads, and the untrained workers and students were the opponents of the professional killing machine, and soon retreated under the blades of the four-edged bayonets and Chashik sabers, but the gate of the office had been blown open, and victory was in sight.

The bloody battle stunned the onlookers, look at the people, this is called a war.

Mai Ping called a meeting of his subordinates and solemnly told them that after the office was laid, a trial meeting should be held immediately, and all the recalcitrant thugs who resisted should be shot.

The defense of the gate collapsed, thirty soldiers were killed, the morale in the office was extremely low, and the White Russian soldiers sat on the rubble, smoking cigarettes, without saying a word, knowing that their careers were coming to an end.

The housekeeper quietly found Yao Yilei and suggested surrendering.

"Madam, if we continue to fight, we won't be able to take advantage, so it's better to give them a step down, so that the green mountains don't have to worry about running out of firewood."

Yao Yilei sneered: "Do you think that if you hit this one, people can let us go." ”

It just so happened that the death squad outside shouted the slogan: "Enter the office, no chickens and dogs will be left!" ”

The housekeeper was so frightened that tears came out: "They are going to destroy the door." ”

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Mai Ping ordered a smoke screen to be set on fire, the tires, firewood, and dead wood were ignited, and the smoke rose from the entire office, and the visibility became lower and lower, and the death squads charged again, engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the guards on the ruins of the gate.

The police leaders in charge of the battle exchanged glances and felt that it was time for them to go into battle, so thousands of policemen who had been waiting for a long time launched a general attack from all directions.

Hearing the thunderous shouting of killing, Yao Yilei knew that the general trend was gone, so she silently walked to the back garden, hugged her daughter and said in tears: "Mom, I'm sorry for you." ”

Yan'er stared at her mother with a pair of big eyes, tears on her face had not dried, and she looked at her mother in confusion.

Yao Yilei pulled out her pistol, wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and said to the nurse: "I can't let them insult me, after I die, you throw my body into the well." After saying that, the muzzle of the gun was pointed to the temple, and after thinking about it, he felt that such a way of death was not beautiful enough, and put the barrel in his mouth again, but he still felt unsightly.

Yan'er was ignorant, and even giggled.

Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound of artillery, and dense shells of different calibers fell into the charging police team, and suddenly his limbs flew sideways, his flesh and blood blurred, and Mai Ping lay on the ground with a gray face, a layer of dust on his body, and a bloody arm fell in front of him.

The open space in front of the office became a Shura field, full of stumps and broken arms, and flesh and blood corpses.

Jian Bing rushed to the backyard, snatched the gun from Yao Yilei's hand, and said with his eyebrows flying: "Our gunboat is here!" ”

After the last armed conflict with the British, Chen Zikun deeply felt the lack of combat power on the water, and bought a shallow water gunboat from the Jiangnan Shipyard, equipped with a 76-mm gun and two 47-mm Bofors rapid-fire guns.

A burst of indiscriminate bombardment drove the rebels back to their starting positions, followed by two biplanes with strange shapes, machine guns under the nose spraying tongues of fire, sweeping the rebels trembling like leaves in the wind, and the asymmetrical air strikes completely disintegrated the rebels' offensive.

The gunboat sent a flag, asking the remnants of the office to withdraw to the dock, Yao Yilei immediately made a decision, broke through and retreated, the White Russian soldiers opened the way with bayonets, and the servants broke off with hand-held machine guns.

More than 100 people, under the cover of aircraft and naval guns, safely evacuated the office of the superintendent and boarded the ship to evacuate.

The gunboat withdrew to the center of the river, the seaplane landed next to it, Chen Zikun climbed down from the plane, boarded the gunboat in a small boat, looked at his wife and children covered in gunsmoke, his heart tightened, and he opened his arms.

Yao Yilei and Jian Bing pounced, and the two of them opened their mouths in unison and bit Chen Zikun's shoulder hard.

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After paying heavy casualties, the rebels finally captured the former power center of Jiangdong Province, and the police ransacked the front yard and back house, silk and antiques, calligraphy and paintings, gramophones, canned rice, flour, grain and oil, clothes, bedding, curtains, pots and pans, all packed and looted.

Covered in blood, Mai Ping walked into Chen Zikun's signing room, where he had come as an intern to listen to the instructions of the superintendent, but today he had come as an occupier, and he felt an inexplicable pleasure sitting in a leather swivel chair.

"In the old world, we have to be the masters of the world...... Mai Ping hummed the Internationale softly, full of ambition and fierce for a while.