1855 United States Tycoon

That day, just a little more than four, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, Tan Zhonglin, got up. Now that he is getting older, he can't fall asleep at first, and when he has something to do, he can't fall asleep more and more. After waking up, Tan Zhonglin asked him to light a foreign oil lamp and looked through the documents sent from various places.

Speaking of which, Tan Zhonglin has always hated those foreign goods. In his opinion, China's current situation is inseparable from the influx of these foreign goods. But although I hate foreign goods, this foreign oil lamp is still indispensable. Because compared to the old-fashioned vegetable oil lamp, I don’t know how much it lights up, even brighter than ordinary candles, and there is no black smoke of China’s old-fashioned oil lamps, and the price is even cheaper than candles or even old-fashioned vegetable oil lamps. Tan Zhonglin is getting older, and his eyes are getting worse. Reading at night, without this Citiyang oil lamp, it really can't work.

After reading the paperwork for a while, the sky gradually lit up. Tan Zhonglin stood up, reached out and put out the foreign oil lamp, then opened the door, ready to walk in the yard.

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

But his question was answered immediately, because immediately after that, there were several loud noises like this, and at this time, Tan Zhonglin should be able to clearly distinguish that this is not thunder, but an explosion, and the direction of the explosion. Just over the gate of the Governor's Mansion.

Following these explosions, there was a burst of gunfire like explosive beans, almost like firecrackers lit during the Chinese New Year. At the same time, Tan Zhonglin's line of sight crossed the courtyard wall opposite the courtyard, and he could already see the rising smoke of gunpowder.

Tan Zhonglin immediately understood that this was the trouble of the gang of chaos. Although Tan Zhonglin was a high-ranking official, he was not too courageous. He did not scare Liushen Wuzhu by the gunshots and explosions. On the contrary, he stretched out his hand and raised his front breast and ran forward. I want to personally control the chaos.

At this time, the door of the backyard was slammed open, and a few soldiers poured in.

"My lord, the traitor to the party is about to come in. You can hide for a while," said the soldier who ran in the front.

When Tan Zhonglin heard this, he was furious. He slapped the man's face with a slap, and cursed, "Damn! It's just a little rebellion. I'm the court order officer, and I will ask if you see thieves. I have a reason to evade!"

The soldier was beaten and did not distinguish, but shouted to the people around: "Quickly, escort the governor to leave!" A few people immediately rushed forward, and hurriedly lifted Tan Zhonglin, who was struggling and angry. Run towards the back. At this time, behind them, the sound of guns became louder and louder.

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Tan Zhonglin's soldiers said it was right. For a while, the guards of the Governor's Mansion really couldn't stop those "chaotic parties". Although there are only twenty people in this group. But when they pretended to be passers-by, when they were only 30 steps away from the Governor's Mansion, they suddenly threw 20 grenades together. Although due to tension, several guys forgot to pull the ring when they threw the grenade, but the defensive grenade produced by McDonald's densely defensive power is very terrifying. There are nearly two hundred steel balls in each grenade, with a killing range close to 20 meters. In the violent explosion, several guards guarding the gate of the mansion could hardly respond, and they were beaten by the flying steel balls. sieve.

"Brothers, go! Deport the Tartars and restore China!" Lu Haodong took out the submachine gun specially designed for the "freedom fighters" from the burden that was just thrown on the ground, and shot a long shot into the gate of the Governor's Mansion. Point shot, shouting loudly.

The MacDonald 1890 submachine gun was specially developed for "freedom fighters" and was widely used by those 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 Sten submachine gun of World War II and has been improved (in fact, simplified). This improvement of course made the faults of this submachine gun, which was already an emergency, more obvious. Like its prototype, McDonald's 1890 insurance was very unreliable, and misfires were a common problem. As a result, Cubans even said nonsense such as: "If your 1890 has not gone through the fire, then you must have bought a counterfeit product". In contrast, although the later generations of Stern had problems with misfires, the shooting accuracy was still quite good. After World War II, the United States people conducted a test on the accuracy of mainstream submachine guns in various countries. The method was 100 meters. His chest target fired 100 rounds in a row, which is more than the number of targets. As a result, the United States guy’s M3 grease gun topped the list with 97 points, while the British Stern actually ranked second with 95 points, surpassing the use of rifle-grade inner chrome barrels, large-area heat sinks and luxurious all-in-one The wooden gun stock Bobosha is much higher than the German MP-40. Of course, being able to achieve such results has a lot to do with its relatively low rate of fire (only more than half of Bobosha's).

In order to maintain a certain degree of reliability on the basis of further simplification, MacDonald 1890 even sacrificed accuracy. According to McDonald's own test, he shot a row of shots from 100 meters, and he also hit 89 rounds. It still looks good. However, everyone knows what is going on with the results of the manufacturer's own tests.

Therefore, the Cubans said the accuracy of 1890: "Over 60 meters, the hit rate of this gun depends entirely on faith."

But in fact, most of the "freedom fighters" even fired at a distance of ten meters, they rely entirely on faith instead of aiming. So the accuracy is almost not a problem for the "freedom fighters".

Lu Haodong rushed into the governor's mansion with the death squads, throwing grenades while shooting with a submachine gun. In the Governor’s Mansion, space is limited. Although the rifle in the guard's hand has a long range and high accuracy, it can't be used in this environment. On the contrary, it is the 1890 submachine gun in the hands of the death fighters. The firepower is strong. Can hardly raise his head. While the death fighters strafed, they shot grenades at places like behind the walls where the guards were hiding, behind the pillars, and behind the rockery, which made the guards nowhere to hide. In just a few minutes, more than a dozen guards were killed and dozens of guards were injured. Relying on McDonald’s 1890 firepower advantage and powerful grenade, in just ten minutes, only five deaths were killed and seven or eight people were injured. Lu Haodong took the death squad and broke through the guard’s interception and rushed in. The backyard where the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi lives.

However, Tan Zhonglin had been rescued by the soldiers at this time, and there were no other people in the backyard except for some family members who had not had time to run.

"Mr. Lu, what should I do?" Things would turn out to be like this. The death squads did not expect that the combination of submachine guns and grenades would have such power in this kind of battle. Originally, they thought they would die. In the process of the impact, they never thought that there would be such a result. As a result, at this point, they didn't know what to do.

Lu Haodong thought for a while and said, "Set a fire and light the Governor's Mansion. The more we make a noise, the easier it will be for the brothers to retreat." At this time, he faintly regretted it. He had known such an effect. If you don't retreat and everyone is struggling, it might really be possible.

"Mr. Lu, what about the servants of that dog official's family," said one person.

"It's not as guilty as your wife and children, forget it. Go ahead and prepare something to set on fire." Lu Haodong said.

There were also guards in the Governor’s Mansion who were resisting sporadically. While fighting with them, Lu Haodong and others found all kinds of igniting objects, including foreign oil, and quickly piled up a pile of firewood. Just drop one on it. The torch can ignite a big fire immediately.

"Well, I need a few brothers who are willing to die here, and stay here with me." Lu Haodong said, "The wounded brother, the brother who doesn't want to die here, will leave the Governor's Mansion by himself and find a place to hide. ."

Lu Haodong believes that now the military forces of the entire Guangzhou will be concentrated here. This will inevitably lead to chaos, and the retreat of comrades will be relatively easy. It’s just that the longer this kind of chaos lasts, the better. Although they are now retreating from the Governor’s Mansion, it is not impossible to get out. However, in order for more people to safely evacuate, Lu Haodong feels that he should hold on for a while. Stay clear of soldiers, attract their attention, and allow more comrades to successfully evacuate.

"Mr. Lu, what are you talking about? Since everyone is in the death squad, even if they are afraid of death?"

"Mr. Lu, since he joined the death squad, life and death have long been ignored. What are you talking about?"

Lu Haodong looked around at the death squads, most of them are still very young people. Among these people, there are few who have a real party background, and most of them are students. Some people's faces are still childish.

"Very good. Then we will stay here together!" Lu Haodong said, he suddenly remembered something, and took out a blue sky and white sun flag from his own clothes. (This flag was designed by Lu Haodong) Said: "While the enemy's reinforcements have not yet come, we went to the top of the building to raise this flag."

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Mr. Sun has already been transferred to the United States Consulate at this time. Standing in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows on the third floor of the consulate, you can see the Governor's Mansion in Guangdong and Guangxi from a distance. At this time, there were bursts of explosions in the direction of the Governor's Mansion, and the battle seemed to be quite fierce. After another while, Mr. Sun faintly saw that a flag seemed to be hoisted over there.

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

Chen Shaobai has myopia, where he can see it, he can only shook his head with a wry smile and said, "My eyes are completely invisible."

"Mr. Sun, I have a telescope here." At this time, another member of the Xingzhong Club standing next to them said, and at the same time handed a pair of binoculars to Mr. Sun. Mr. Sun raised his binoculars and looked over. He saw a blue sky and white flag flying on the roof of the Governor's Mansion in the smoke of gunpowder.

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