Beijing, Shishi Hutong. Very

The Beijing Municipal Government sign had been hung in front of the former Yuan Mansion, and the roads were crowded with more than a dozen vehicles from all over the city, and the smell of burnt paste after flashing lights was intertwined, making the Beijing Municipal Government staff busy for the first time.

As the director of the Beijing Finance Bureau, Liao Zhongkai naturally couldn't miss such an important moment, but the scene of dozens of Chinese and foreign reporters pouring into the city hall early in the morning still made his scalp tingle, and it was not until Cai Gongshi arrived early with the guards that order was stabilized. From this point, he also has to admit that under Yang Qiu's words and deeds, the gap between the Kuomintang and the Kuomintang and the Republican Party is getting wider and wider. To put it more simply, the Kuomintang is now the tycoon of the world's glamorous drinking parties in suits and leather shoes, while the Kuomintang Party, which thought that it was brightly dressed to represent the people of the country and pioneered the idea of Westernization, was ruthlessly stripped of its coat, but revealed a Chinese-style undershirt full of holes.

The long rostrum in the center of the venue was removed, and no chair was given to anyone except reporters and envoys from all over the world. In the eyes of these people, there is no grandeur, and the podium, which is so narrow that it can only block the lower half of the body, is a little more simple and neat at this moment. There are no flowers, no streamers, not even a luxurious rostrum, everything is furnished to guarantee basic needs. Although he doesn't know if this style will eventually become a bellwether for officials to imitate, at least they have done it, down-to-earth and use themselves as a benchmark to influence the officialdom that pervades the standard system. Thinking of the scene when the Kuomintang used to hold even a small congress and deploy flowers and ribbons for a few days, I couldn't help but feel the huge gap in ideas between the two political parties. Traun's face was a little pale, as a diplomat with proud Germanic blood in his bones, he never imagined that one day he would take on such a role, even if it was Yang Qiu, who had sold many important military technologies to Germany.

"I only make a solemn promise on behalf of the German Government and on behalf of His Majesty the Great Emperor of Prussia. For the sake of permanent peace in the Far East, Germany will give up all concessions in China and transfer the right to operate the Jiaoji Railway and the Hanchuan Railway to the government of the Republic of China free of charge. Traun's words were still full of German machinery and arrogance, and his words were full of reluctance, and he also pretended to demand an armistice between China and Japan.

Bernard, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but throw the calmness and elegance of the British Empire into the Pacific Ocean, and secretly scolded this old guy for being shameless and daring to talk about peace, saying that he wanted to return peace to the people ̈ Europe was turned upside down by these guys! But when Traun handed over to Yang Qiu the contract symbolizing the renunciation of all colonies in China and the suspension of all unequal treaties signed between China and Germany, he breathed a long sigh of relief. In any case, the German power in Asia finally collapsed completely, and although it was not the planned people and forces that benefited in the end, the end was the end. *Very

In a telegram to 10 Downing Street that night, he wrote: "Except for the stubborn old man who has no trace of him, I think we have no need to worry about the rich and important Asia for the time being, and as for the Sino-Japanese war, I personally think that it is irrelevant, and it does not matter much if we let the two old enemies of the Far East fight for a while while we Europe are bleeding, and perhaps when we return to the Far East in a year's time, both sides will find that they will need the help of the Empire even more." ”

Unbeknownst to Bernard, he had begun to resign as head of Far Eastern affairs in the House of Commons after six months, but at least for now, his ideas are still representative of the entire British hierarchy, who still believe that the war will end in a year at most.

Yang Qiu also expressed his gratitude to the German government and His Majesty Wilhelm for their kindness, and the government of the Republic of China will treat every expatriate on both sides who are stranded in China because of the war, treat those German soldiers who laid down their arms, and is also ready to change the original German concession into a Sino-German free trade zone to promote the idea of domestic economic construction. Of course, he naturally said some nonsense in the end, which even he felt was hypocritical, wishing for the end of the European war as soon as possible.

When Dai Jitao's camera was pointed at the two of them and the scene of Yang Qiu receiving the contract from Traun was solidified, everyone forgot about the Sino-Japanese war in full swing, and their breathing became a little short. Cai Gongshi, Jiang Baili and others also smiled at the corners of their mouths, this scene is what many capable people with lofty ideals are looking forward to! The various unequal treaties signed by the Manchus were like huge stones weighing on the country and the people, and now the first one has finally been pried open! Although with the help of the European war, although the world-leading Haidongqing and V-engine technology were paid for this, it was still worth it!

Seeing Traun's expression like a mournful expression, Yang Qiu shrugged his shoulders freely when he handed over the contract to Cai Gong: "Your Excellency, I think you should be happy, although you have lost some, His Majesty Wilhelm has gained the European sky." ”

He was right, when the German version of the Haidongqing was put into service half a year later, it did dominate the European skies for several years, and thousands of British and French pilots paid the price for it, and it was not until Britain and France bought the V-engine patent that the balance was gradually restored. Suffice it to say that if it weren't for the fact that the current biplane has not yet been able to completely change the course of the war, he would not have sold anything.

However, what he didn't expect was that the Wehrmacht actually got a little training from it, and 7 of the 24 pilots who studied in Germany and joined the German army under contract became ace pilots because of the appearance of Hai Dongqing.

But these current Traun is still unpredictable, 50 tons of gold worth 7 million pounds, and the immeasurable value of the Far Eastern colonies make him reluctant to give up, and after looking at the contract, he smiled miserably: "Maybe." Compared to what you get, vice president, I think I should say lost. With a well-established Qingdao, victory is already beckoning to you again. ”

Yang Qiu didn't explain, in fact, Germany must have made money this time, especially the V-type aero engine can improve the overall German aviation capability, with their scientific research capabilities, it may not take long to come up with a more advanced model, on the contrary, they need to explore and test through the drawings, to accumulate a small half of the basic industry ability to complete so far, whether it can catch up with the development trend of the world's aviation in the future still needs a thousand times more effort RI He is still full of confidence, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and a deep gaze: "No!" There is no victory yet, but I believe that the song of triumph will soon be heard. ”

His words were loud and loud, not deliberately suppressed by so many reporters and officials from various countries present, and his confidence and flamboyance were condensed in this upright body, and in his back, it was the explosion and charge of the Battle of Qingdao that was louder than the other.

"Here we go! Little beans. Grandpa is here! In the infantry fortress of Taiping Town, Fang Yuqiu's index finger was firmly buckled on the trigger of the Makqin heavy machine gun left by the Germans, and the sound of clattering fire was more dense than the raindrops last night. Beside him were four comrades who died from shrapnel flying through the firing window. The only three remaining fighters of the machine gun squad were also wrapped in gauze and carried boxes of bullets out of the ammunition depot, and the road was already stained with blood from their dripping blood.

The bombardier pried open the ammunition box and attached two loaded 250-round canvas cartridge belts to the remaining ones, and the water cooler next to it emitted heat from the water-cooled box.

But he had forgotten the pain, and after kicking several empty ammunition boxes to the side, he picked up his rifle and aimed it at a few Japanese soldiers who were crawling in this direction.

In the basement of the ammunition depot, the reserve company mobilized all the fighters to stuff 792 mm bullets into the canvas cartridge belt, and at this moment they had no other thoughts, only one thought in their minds. Bullet! More bullets! Shoot more bullets! A rain of bullets shot out of the plum-shaped machine-gun bunker with a cement helmet, and the five Maxims in the bunker showed terrible lethality. At the foot of the mountain, the dead bodies in the mine array that detonated in the morning were twisted and strangely shaped, and the entire surface of the ground was overturned by more than 170 mines that exploded at the same time.

Suddenly! Several Japanese soldiers with streamers on their heads fiercely jumped out from behind the rocks with a bundle of explosives, and the white smoke wafting out from their arms made Fang Yuqiu's eyes hurt and burst out: "Kill them, kill them!" He shouted as he twisted the unfamiliar Makqin heavy machine gun, and when the muzzle of the gun twisted, two Japanese soldiers who were also holding explosives rushed out from the other direction.

With the exception of the Heavy who was still transporting bullets, the rest of the bunker had almost forgotten about their work, and the dense barrels of the rifles peeked out of the five firing windows. In the monotonous shooting, the Japanese soldiers who were used as meat bullets fell one after another, but one guy still ran within 30 meters before being killed.

"Boom." The binding explosives, which were similar to those used by the Wehrmacht's earliest explosive packs, were detonated, and the sky was full of steel balls and fragments that not only blew the Japanese soldier to pieces, but also penetrated through the shooting window, injuring several soldiers who were caught off guard. A thick column of smoke rose from the side of the bunker, and the Japanese artillery, who had been unable to obtain the coordinates due to the angle problem, finally had a reference, and one after another 75 shells quickly fell in a southeasterly direction, and in an instant, the entire fortress and the position were surrounded by shells.

The shells were still falling, but the 75mm shells obviously could not cause damage inside the thick cement fortress, but instead gave Fang Yuqiu a chance to breathe. In the dust, the military doctor quickly rushed up to bandage the wounded soldiers, and the seriously wounded were quickly moved into the ammunition depot below to wait for the night to be delivered. Fang Yuqiu also simply put down the heavy machine gun that had already fired an unknown number of bullets, bent down and squatted down to scan everyone: "Is there anything wrong?" It's coming again soon, how many more people can fight?! ”

"Don't worry, company commander, you can't die yet!" Hubei Bing's voice was loud.

"He's a little Japanese turtle son, and it's too early for grandpa Lao Tzu to die!" The Sichuan boy cursed and shoved the bullet into the magazine.

Even the leader of the company came up to support him when he heard the explosion just now, holding a half-baked corn cob and scolding his mother: "Damn, tie a menstrual belt used by our mother-in-law on your head and think it's invulnerable?" Brother will let one come over, and Lao Tzu can kill him with a corn cob! ”

"Haha."

The soldiers laughed, but Fang Yuqiu did not have any ease, the scene just now showed that the Japanese army was really anxious this time, in the face of the two Wehrmacht infantry brigades that suddenly changed from more than 4,000 German troops to 8,000 people without auxiliary soldiers, and even used the trick of attacking with meat bullets, which shows that the next war will become more difficult.

His conjecture was right, in the face of the sudden two-fold increase in defensive strength, Mitsutomi Kamio could not sit still, and began to continuously draw troops from all over the country to try to crush the Wehrmacht that had not yet gained a foothold, and even the marines, who had always lacked heavy firepower and were nicknamed "sea rats" by the army, were ordered to attack the fortress reinforced with concrete and rock. The whole of Qingdao trembled in the flames of war, and the smoke from the Taipingshan Fortress near the sea to the Chushuishan Fortress in the northeast, the air was filled with the smell of poisonous Shimose gunpowder. The Japanese army exerted all their strength, and since the mine array exploded in the morning, more than 4,000 shells of various calibers have been fired at various fortresses and fortresses.

Rumble!

A loud bang suddenly pricked the eardrums of the soldiers who were resting, Fang Yuqiu raised his head slightly and looked out from the dense bunker of the barrage, only to see a huge mushroom cloud suddenly rising above the infantry position of Sifang Mountain, which was closest to them. Before he could feel heartache, eight heavy artillery shells from the sea in a row completely covered the small Sifang Mountain, and while the gunpowder smoke and mud and dust spread like a tsunami, the infantry position of the Sifang Mountain at the center of the explosion was completely nowhere to be seen.

"**His grandmother!" This scene made Fang Yuqiu's eyes suddenly red, and he ripped off the steel helmet and smashed it on the stone slab: "Report it quickly!" It's the Japanese heavy artillery, it must be the 356 heavy gun of the King Kong! Contact the brigade commander and allow me to bring people to support Sifang Mountain! At the same time, the deputy company commander nervously picked up the phone, and at the same time, the battle cruiser Kongo, which had been worried about the damage to the barrel too much and had not fired a single shell, and the three capital ships, including the two Tsukuba-class battlecruisers that came to support, slowly appeared on the sea 5 meters away.

This distance is exactly at the edge of the maximum range of the Qingdao fortress heavy artillery group and the mine array, and after carefully observing it for a few days, Kato Yuzaburo is thunder color change as soon as he makes a move! .