It was just a little more than four o'clock that day, and Tan Zhonglin, the governor of Liangguang, got up. Now that he is old, he can't sleep, and with something going on, he can't sleep even more. After getting up, Tan Zhonglin asked people to light an oil lamp for him and looked through the paperwork sent from all over the country.

Speaking of which, Tan Zhonglin has always hated those foreign goods, and in his opinion, China's current situation is inseparable from the influx of these foreign goods. However, although I hate foreign goods, this foreign oil lamp is still indispensable. Because it is much brighter than the old-fashioned vegetable oil lamp, it is even brighter than ordinary candles, and there is no black smoke from the old-fashioned Chinese oil lamp, and the price is cheaper than the candle or even the old-fashioned vegetable oil lamp. Tan Zhonglin is getting older, and his eyes are getting worse and worse, reading at night, without this Citi oil lamp, it is really not good.

After reading the paperwork for a while, the sky gradually brightened, Tan Zhonglin stood up, stretched out his hand to extinguish the oil lamp, and then pushed open the door, ready to go to the courtyard for a walk.

As soon as Tan Zhonglin walked to the door, he heard a loud bang, like a thunder in the flat ground, which shook the windows and buzzed. Tan Zhonglin raised his head and looked at the sky, only to see the morning star vaguely, obviously it was a sunny day.

However, his question was immediately answered, because immediately after, several such loud noises sounded, and at this time, Tan Zhonglin should be able to clearly distinguish that this was not thunder, but an explosion, and the direction of the explosion was on the side of the gate of the Governor's Palace.

Following these explosions, there were gunshots as dense as popping beans, which were like firecrackers lit during the Chinese New Year. At the same time, Tan Zhonglin's gaze crossed the courtyard wall opposite the courtyard, and he could already see the rising gunsmoke.

Tan Zhonglin immediately understood that this was the trouble of those gangs. Although Tan Zhonglin is a big official, his courage is not small, and he did not frighten the six gods because of the sound of gunfire and explosions, on the contrary, he also reached out and lifted his placket and ran towards the front. I want to personally direct the rebellion.

At this time, the courtyard door of the backyard was slammed open, and several pro-soldiers rushed in.

"My lord, the traitor is about to come in, so you can hide first." Said the soldier who was running at the front.

When Tan Zhonglin heard this, he was immediately furious, slapped the man's face, and scolded with a halberd finger: "Bastard! It's just a little rebellious. I am an official of the imperial court, and I will ask for thieves when I see them, and I have a reason to retreat! ”

The soldier was beaten, and he didn't tell the difference, but shouted to the people around him: "Quick, escort the Governor away!" Several people immediately rushed up, and lifted Tan Zhonglin, who was constantly struggling and shouting, up with all hands and feet, and ran towards the back. At this time, behind them, the sound of gunfire became louder and louder.

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Tan Zhonglin's personal soldiers are right, for a while, the guards of the Governor's Mansion really couldn't stop those "chaotic parties". Although there are only twenty of them. But when they disguised themselves as passers-by, and when they were only about thirty paces away from the governor's palace, they suddenly threw twenty grenades together. Although several guys forgot to pull the ring when throwing the grenade due to nervousness, the lethality of the dense McDonald's defensive grenade is very terrifying. Each grenade contained nearly 200 steel balls, with a killing range of nearly 20 meters, and in the violent explosion, several guards guarding the gate of the mansion barely made any response, and were beaten into a sieve by the flying steel balls.

"Brothers, rush! Expelle the Tartars and restore China! Lu Haodong took out a submachine gun specially designed for the "freedom fighters" from the burden that had just been thrown on the ground, fired a long shot into the gate of the governor's palace, and shouted loudly.

The MacDonald Model 1890 submachine gun was developed specifically for "freedom fighters" and was widely used by freedom fighters in Cuba, the Philippines, and South America and Africa. The biggest advantage of this gun is its simple structure and low price. This submachine gun is based on the famous Stern submachine gun of World War II, with certain improvements (in fact, simplifications). Such an improvement certainly makes the problems of this already urgent submachine gun more and more obvious. Like its prototype, MacDonald's 1890's insurance was very unreliable, and misfire was a common problem. So much so that the Cubans have even said nonsense such as: "If your 1890 didn't go overboard, you must have bought a counterfeit product." After World War II, the Americans conducted a test on the accuracy of the mainstream submachine guns in various countries, and the method was to fire 100 rounds at a chest target of 100 meters, comparing the number of targets. As a result, the Yankee's M3 Grease Gun topped the list with 97 points, while the British's Stern actually came in second with 95 points, surpassing the rifle-grade inner hall chrome barrel, large cooling jacket and luxurious all-wood butt Bobosa, and far higher than the German MP-40. Of course, this has a lot to do with its relatively low rate of fire (just over half that of Bobosha).

MacDonald 1890 sacrificed accuracy in order to maintain a certain degree of reliability on the basis of further simplification. According to MacDonald's own test, he can still hit 89 rounds in a 100-meter burst of shots. Looks pretty good. However, everyone knows what is going on with the results of the manufacturer's own test.

So the Cubans say this about the accuracy of the 1890's: "Beyond 60 meters, the hit rate of such a gun depends entirely on faith." ”

However, in fact, most of the "freedom fighters" shoot even at a distance of 10 meters, relying entirely on faith and not on aiming. So the accuracy is almost good, and for the "freedom fighters", it is really not a problem.

Lu Haodong led the daredevils to rush into the governor's palace, throwing grenades and strafing them with submachine guns. In the Governor's Palace, the space is limited, although the rifles in the hands of the guards have a long range and high accuracy, they cannot be used at all in this environment, but the 1890 submachine guns in the hands of the daredevils are so powerful that the guards can hardly raise their heads. And the daredevils shot while throwing grenades at places like the walls, pillars, and rockeries where the guards were hiding, leaving the guards with no place to hide. In just a few minutes, more than a dozen guards were killed and dozens of guards were wounded. Relying on MacDonald's firepower advantage in 1890 and powerful grenades, in just ten minutes, only five daredevils were killed and seven or eight people were injured, Lu Haodong and the daredevils broke through the interception of the guards and rushed into the backyard where the governor of Liangguang lived.

However, at this time, Tan Zhonglin had been rescued by his own soldiers, and there was no one else in the backyard except for some family members who didn't have time to run.

"Mr. Lu, what should I do?" Things would turn out like this, the daredevils didn't expect it, they didn't expect the combination of submachine guns and grenades to have such power in this kind of battle, originally they thought they would die in the process of impact, but they never expected such a result, but when it came to this point, they didn't know what to do.

Lu Haodong thought for a while and said, "Put a fire and light the Governor's Mansion." The bigger we make a fuss, the more convenient it will be for the brothers to retreat. At this time, he faintly regretted a little, he knew that there would be such an effect, if he didn't retreat, all the people fought hard, maybe it would really be successful.

"Mr. Lu, I mean what about the family servants of that dog officer." One person said.

"It's not as bad as a wife and children, forget it. Go ahead and get what you want to set on fire first. Lu Haodong said.

There were still guards in the governor's palace who were resisting sporadically, and while fighting with them, Lu Haodong and the others found all kinds of things that ignited fire, including foreign oil, and soon piled up a firewood pile, as long as a torch was thrown on it, a fire could be ignited immediately.

"Alright, I need a few brothers who are willing to die here, and stay here with me." Lu Haodong said, "The injured brothers, the brothers who don't want to die here, left the governor's palace by themselves after a while, looking for a place to hide. ”

Lu Haodong believed that now the military forces of the entire Guangzhou would be concentrated in this direction, and in this way, chaos would inevitably lead to chaos, and the retreat of the comrades would be relatively easy. It's just that the longer this chaos lasts, the better, although it is not completely impossible for them to withdraw from the Governor's Mansion and retreat now, but in order for more people to evacuate safely, Lu Haodong feels that he should hold on for a while longer, drag the Qing soldiers, attract their attention, and let more comrades successfully evacuate.

"Mr. Lu, what are you talking about? Since everyone has joined the death squad, how can anyone be afraid of death? ”

"Mr. Lu, since you have participated in the death squad, life and death have long been put aside. What else are you talking about? ”

Lu Haodong looked around at the daredevils, most of them were very young people. Among these people, there are almost no people who really come from the party, and most of them are students. Some still have childishness on their faces.

"Good. Then we'll stay here together! Lu Haodong said that he suddenly remembered something, and took out a blue sky and white sun flag from his clothes, (this flag was designed by Lu Haodong) and said to the daredevils: "While the enemy reinforcements have not yet come, we will go to the roof of the building and raise this flag." ”

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Mr. Sun had already moved to the U.S. Consulate by this time. Standing in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window on the third floor of the consulate, you can see the Liangguang Governor's Mansion from a distance, and at this time, there have been bursts of explosions in the direction of the Governor's Palace, and it seems that the battle is quite fierce. After a while, Mr. Sun vaguely saw that a flag seemed to be raised over there.

"Shaobai, do you see if there's a flag raised there?" Mr. Sun asked.

Chen Shaobai has myopia, where can he see it, he can only smile bitterly and shake his head and say, "My eyes are completely invisible." ”

"Mr. Sun, I have a telescope here." At this time, another member of the Xingzhong Association standing next to them said, and at the same time handed a binoculars to Mr. Sun. Mr. Sun raised his binoculars and looked over, and he saw that in the smoke of gunpowder, a blue sky and white sun flag was fluttering on the roof of the Governor's Palace. R1058