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Chapter 226: Suppressing Bandits in Lunan (Part 2)

~.-~    There is already panic and chaos on Dahong Mountain.

More than 200 corpses after the fire broke out were thrown off the cliff. On the gentle ground in front of the Juyi Hall, there were pools of blood and charred traces after the explosion of grenades.

The Juyi Hall was crowded with crowds, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. Both of them were red or frightened, and they all looked at Zhang Minghe in the main position. No one dared to say "no" to this bandit leader who was only 38 years old and looked like a teacher.

The mountain wind was whistling, and the bright sunshine seemed to be unable to bring any warmth to Dahong Mountain. Zhang Minghe's low and sharp voice echoed in the Juyi Hall for a long time: "In less than three days, the officers and soldiers at the foot of the mountain will definitely fight, and even a life-and-death battle tomorrow may not be necessary. Several leaders have been advised to break through from the south, because everyone knows that there is only a small river in the south and a five-mile-wide dense forest. There are no movements. In other directions, all the intersections are filled with light and heavy machine guns set up by officers and soldiers. They are rough and rough, with more than 500 erected, and there are countless small steel cannons hidden in the dark. It's so deadly!"

The hearts of the leaders immediately became cold with the sound of "It's so deadly", and many people's eyes showed despair.

Zhang Minghe stood up slowly, shook the hem of his robe with grace, looked around, and talked: "In the past five years, there have been no more officers and soldiers coming to clean up this time, nor are they dangerous this time. In the past, we were able to obtain brothers hidden among the officers and soldiers in advance. The officials and men from the surrounding counties and towns informed us in advance every time. Even the command of the Shandong Governor Zhang Huaizhi has our good brothers. So we can get rid of danger every time, and even follow the trend and get a lot of benefits...

"But this time it's different. It's not the army of Shandong that surrounds Dahong Mountain, but the Sichuan Army, which has been the best in the country for ten years and has won all kinds of battles! They will never be bribed. They will never have any sympathy for us. Think about Woniu Mountain, think about Jiguanzi Valley. There are Baodugang in the east and Shizi Peak in the south. More than 6,000 brothers in the twelve villages are gone. The Sichuan Army at the foot of the mountain is far more cruel than the officers and soldiers in the Qing Dynasty!"

Scattered crying sounded, and soon turned into a loud cry. Amid a sad sigh, more than a dozen bandit leaders who fled from the destroyed village above to Dahong Mountain could not help but burst into tears.

Zhang Minghe also had tears in his eyes, raised his head and looked at the roof. His Adam's apple squirmed up and down, and could not speak for a long time. His cousin Zhang Mingjiu and four or five bandit leaders beside him were filled with sadness and anger and breathing rapidly. Only the military advisor Ogasaka Suiji, who was sitting behind Zhang Minghe, was still so quiet and peaceful.

After a long time, Zhang Minghe coughed a few times. The Juyi Hall, which was sighing endlessly, immediately quieted down. Unexpectedly, before Zhang Minghe spoke again, the terrifying roar of the plane had already arrived. The Juyi Hall was in chaos immediately. Dozens of bandit leaders seemed to have not heard the loud shouts of Zhang Mingjiu and others. They rushed out of the Juyi Hall and ran to the flat ground to look nervously. Many people had already pulled out the mull guns at their waists and were ready to go.

Zhang Mingjiu, who was disappointed, rushed to the middle of the crowd, looked at the blue sky with white clouds and sunny sunshine, and shouted loudly: "How could he be so panicked? Om?! Isn't it just a few fancy broken planes? He actually scared you like this. Coward! Listen, the military advisor said that all those planes are reconnaissance planes, and they can only look down, and they can't shoot down. If they fly low, they can set up a few Hatchets machine guns to get him down! So don't panic, have you heard it? Go back for a meeting, don't panic... What are you looking at? What are you talking about? "

"No.... Come, come, my mother! It's dark and flying over, everyone run away!"

The screams immediately sounded, and hundreds of bandits in front of the Juyi Hall ran around like headless flies, but it was too late. Twenty-four planes flying from the north lowered their noses in the form of a 33rd formation and roared. The aviation machine guns installed on both sides of the wings sprayed violent flames. The dense rain of bullets blew the Juyi Hall and the ground with a radius of more than a thousand square meters, causing dust and smoke to spread.

Hundreds of bandits were beaten to pieces before they could scream. The powerful bullets shattered all their bodies and broke their arms and thighs.

After three-wheeled dive shooting, twenty-four fighters reorganized in the airspace seven kilometers south, then divided into six formations and flew to Dahong Mountain again, taking the lead in reaching the three two-seater fighters above the target. Under the command of the reconnaissance aircraft in front, they successively dropped eighteen incendiary bombs that had just been successfully developed by the Ya'an Arsenal. Other formations also flew over their bombing targets, dropping the incendiary bombs one by one on the halfway up and on the cliffs. Even the iron cable bridge on the east side of Dahong Mountain was not spared.

"Boom, boom-boom, boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-"

The continuous detonation of the incendiary bomb lasted for more than two minutes. The withered and yellow main peak of Dahong Mountain vibrated violently for several miles. The whistling flames soared into the sky in the thick smoke all over the mountain. The hot air flow and strong shock waves destroyed all the plants within a radius of five miles.

The whistling sound of the burning air flow, like the screams of an evil ghost, actually reached ten miles away. In an instant, the mountains shook and the earth moved, and the mountains echoed, and the Great Red Mountain, which was rolling up the sky-high fire, was like a purgatory on earth.

More than ten minutes later, the explosion of mortar shells and the sound of light and heavy machine guns began to sound. More than a hundred Chinese and foreign journalists and diplomats from various countries gathered behind the positions to the western foot of Dahong Mountain, looked at the flames rushing into the air on the mountain, and exclaimed one after another, extremely shocked. More than ten Chinese and foreign journalists raised their cameras with trembling hands, while more foreign journalists silently crossed their chests, looking at the fires that were several miles away with their faces.

"A incendiary bomb that I have never seen before! A powerful incendiary bomb! My God, when did China have such a terrible weapon?"

Victor's face was red by the fire. He looked at the ashes flying all over the sky, listening to the screams squeezed by the high-speed movement of the airflow, and he fell into extreme shock.

George, who had already pulled Victor back more than ten steps, came back to his senses and pulled Victor's sleeve excitedly and shouted: "Can you think of such a hellish blow before? Can you think of Nanjing having so many fighter jets? Shit! We have all been deceived, we have been deceived all the time! This is not a bandit suppression, but a show-off, a naked show-off!"

Victor shook his head, his eyes still staring at the burning mountains ahead: "It's a show of flaunting, but it's also a bandit suppression. No matter what, we have seen a scene that will last forever and inspired it. Just concentrated bombing has given us a deep understanding of the huge role of aircraft in war. In Chinese, it's worth the trip!"

George looked annoyedly at the Italians and French who were huddled in the fortifications not far away and stretched their necks to look around. He easily opened Victor's sleeves and nodded with great difficulty: "Victor, thank you for your reminder. I think I know how to write a report. At least the report sent back to the country does not require any idea."

Victor turned his head and smiled on his face: "George, you should thank General Wang Qian, and General Xiao Yimin, who is still active in Beijing. He taught us a vivid lesson, a good lesson."

"You mean. They deliberately let us see these things?" George was slightly surprised.

Victor solemnly~~-updated starter~~noon: "Yes, they thought about it on purpose, not deliberately showing off, but probably to express a kind of sincerity - Xiao Yimin's sincerity! You should feel more about this than me. After all, British diplomats deal with Nanjing camps much more times than us American diplomats, right?"

George pondered for a moment, and finally sighed: "Maybe you are right! It seems that Xiao Yimin wants to tell us that he is not afraid of any external interference. He is fully capable of unifying China with force. This is the deepest feeling I have in my heart at this moment. In connection with the two things that Wu Peifu is about to serve as the highest military commander of Shandong and Zhang Huaizhi transferred to Beijing Army Headquarters, Xiao Yimin's footsteps of occupying Shandong are unstoppable, and even the Japanese cannot stop his determination and confidence. From this, it is extended to the analysis that the Paris Peace Conference being held will inevitably undergo major changes. At least China does not need to continue to bear too much pressure and discrimination."

Seeing Wang Qian and Xiao Fei strode towards him, George and Victor stopped talking, cheered up and went forward, congratulating Wang Qian and Xiao Fei, their attitude was much better than at noon.

Wang Qian replied politely: "We are here to report two situations. First, the attacking troops in the east and north have climbed to the top of Dahong Mountain and started the final cleaning; second, according to the reports of the four secret sentries set up in the south of Dahong Mountain, about 800 remaining bandits are fleeing to the southern foot of Dahong Mountain through the turbulent streams. If Ogasaka Suiji does not die from the bombing, I believe everyone will see him tonight."

George and Victor looked at each other, and George responded to Wang Qian's words: "Thanks to the general for their timely notification. The reason why we asked to capture the Japanese soldier named Ogasaka Suji was not to doubt the general's intelligence and integrity, because in the last week's bandit suppression, we had seen the bodies of two captured Japanese and three Japanese, as well as family letters and other items found from the captured Japanese. However, no matter what, we still express our gratitude to the general for their notification and warm hospitality!"

"It's okay, this is what we should do! In order to clarify the facts behind the robbery in southern Shandong, we are willing to give no matter how much we give."

Wang Qian politely shook hands with George and Victor: "There is basically nothing to watch at this stage of the battle. If you still want to stay here, please forgive me for going back first. I need to send the battle situation back to Nanjing in time. If journalists from various countries need to convey news, I think we can free up two radio stations. After all, the battle has ended, and our army will withdraw to Nanjing tomorrow morning, and the communication restrictions can be lifted."

"Thank you, General, thank you!" Victor stretched out his hand again.

Looking at Wang Qian's upright back getting farther and farther away, George suddenly asked Victor: "According to the Japanese, Wang Qian is very likely to join the German Army during his four years of studying in Germany and participated in a series of battles against our Allied Team. He is one of the war criminals. What do you think about this?"

Victor smiled bitterly: "Unless the German wars must be fully declassified, there is no evidence that dozens of soldiers sent to Germany to study and study in the world war... However, I personally think that this speculation of the Japanese is still relatively credible, and I saw the shadow of the German team from the army led by Xiao Yimin. Or it can be said that the army in front of us has already left the mark of the German army. If they were asked to put on the German uniforms, you will find that their every move was almost the same as that of the German team, and even more rigorous than the German team."

George turned his head and looked at the fortifications digging deep in front of the fortifications, and a battalion officer and soldier who were crawling at the fortifications and were waiting for it, sighed: "Yes! This is a terrible army. China is slowly changing, and I feel a little strange."

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