Chapter 799: Clean the battlefield

In the early period of the Republic of China, domestic warlords fought in chaos and merged with each other. No sign every month, no fight every day. But the playing level is really too low, just like acting.
Here we must mention the brothers in Sichuan who are fighting in the front and playing cards in the rear. When faced with marriage, funerals and marriages, warlords can sit down and drink.
After the battle, the Sichuan people watched the game and started to cry as if they were going to the stadium to watch the ball. If you lose, you will be electrified, and the warlords are still good friends.
Of course, it is the people who suffer, and their production and life are completely destroyed. After the warlords dug the land and collected taxes to the founding of the People's Republic of China, no industry and commerce had to develop, and export gas had to pay taxes.
This is the case in Sichuan. The warlords of the Republic of China basically had this virtue. He Jian’s thirty-fifth army bullied the common people and was extremely fierce. When they dared to rise up to resist, they immediately showed themselves in their original form.
Zhou Qingfeng's heavy machine gun swept through a wave, like a sickle cutting wheat passing through the queue of the'Miscellaneous Army'. Following the air grenade of the grenade, they squirted their farts and surrendered alive, blinking and not wanting to fight.
A strange picture appeared on the small field battlefield.
One or two hundred ‘Miscellaneous Army’ lay on the ground, raised their hands, and looked at the big man with a machine gun pitifully. Behind the three or four hundred local Qingxiang group, the squid fled at a rapid speed, and the girl swam towards the surroundings.
The 250-round chain did not last long. Zhou Qingfeng was actually carrying an empty-bore machine gun. But he winked, and took an absolute advantage in momentum.
Seeing the thick and long barrel of the gun in this gangster's hand, the alive "Miscellaneous Army" only hated themselves for being out of luck.
Ma Ying stopped the car, grabbed a pistol and hurried to come to support. Seeing deaths and injuries and captives everywhere, she really felt the advantage and deterrent brought by the powerful firepower.
The next thing is simple. Zhou Qingfeng was responsible for posing in the town, and the other eight people happily collected weapons and cleaned the battlefield.
The "Miscellaneous Army" found out that their opponents were actually less than ten, three of them were women, and only one could really fight.
But this one is really powerful-at first glance, the machine gun is powerful, but the T-type car is used very well. Simple and fast approaching the roundabout, directly piercing the soft underbelly of the "Miscellaneous Army".
In the short battle, only two dozen people were killed and wounded, and most others were caught. Confiscated more than 140 new and old firearms and some ammunition.
For captives, Zhou Qingfeng asked Ma Ying and others to screen. Most of them could only be released, and a few were released after the trial, and only a few were executed.
According to the interrogation, this was the unit of Dai Dougan, the first division of the 35th Army of the National Army. After receiving the order, they departed from the station on foot, joined the local Qingxiang group to lead the way, and spent two days catching up with Zhou Qingfeng and others.
Two days? It's really fast!
Uncle Zhou stayed in a broken village for two days.
The leader was a national battalion commander. The body was shot in the chest and was killed by a machine gun. A marching bag was hung on the waist. Apart from the odds and ends, the most valuable thing was a map around Changsha.
Zhou Qingfeng arrested a captained company commander and asked, "Where are we?"
This is really a good question. Uncle Zhou escaped from Changsha City. He didn't know where he was.
The captured company commander of the National Army looked at Zhou Qingfeng with a bitter face, and thought, "This brazen Zhang Fei, who fought so fiercely in battle, but does not know where he is?"
"We are in Qingtai."
"Eh, isn't Qingtai 40 kilometers north of Changsha County?"
"Yeah, this is the capital of Qingtai, 40 kilometers north of Changsha County. We just met Liang Liang, the leader of the local Qingxiang shoveling courageous team, before we dare to come and see you. "
"Liang Zhenqiu?"
"exactly."
"What about others?"
Zhou Qingfeng looked up and looked at the militia armed forces that had long gone without a shadow. He now knows that he drove in the wrong direction in the middle of the night, and has arrived in Qingtai, but he has not arrived in town.
And the local bully Liang Zhenqiu, who was preparing to clean up this time, took the initiative to come home...
"Does the surname Liang already run?"
"No, no, Captain Liang is lying there."
The fallen bodies on the battlefield were all over and over, and some of them were obviously dressed ordinary. At the time, Zhou Qingfeng threw grenades where people threw more. Seeing that the local armed crowd was dense, he also lost a piece of the past.
Sixty-seven grenades can produce more than a hundred pieces, and a few pieces have blown up the ball of the town of Liangzhen, the largest place in the north of Changsha County.
Afterwards, the head was cut to pieces by half, and the brain screamed out. Turned over the corpse, the corpse really looked real. The captor pointed out that this was Liang Zhenqiu.
嘚......There is no place to break through the iron shoes.
Upon the death of this surname Liang, even Ma Ying and others felt that the revolutionary situation had turned again.
There are more than eight revolutionary parties in Hunan Province. Although the grassroots organizations were badly hit, they still managed to contact a group of people. Especially if the local peasant army can still be called...
Ma Ying and others met to discuss and decided to leave half of them to work in Qingtai and contact the broken peasants. It relied on the hundred firearms that had just been seized.
The remaining half went to all parts of Hunan Province to gather more comrades. If possible, establish contact with organizations in other places. In addition, there is something that needs to be done by reliable and powerful people...
"Brother Zhou, we have reopened the situation, but the funds and materials are empty, and it is really difficult." Fu Fengjun begged to Zhou Qingfeng.
"Needless to say, I understand your difficulty." Zhou Qingfeng agreed without hesitation. "I'm happy to help. I originally wanted to set up shop in Changsha to do business.
It was just that when I first came to Changsha by myself, my eyes were black, and I was confused. In addition, I rescued you and revealed my appearance. It is difficult to open the business again. You have to find a place with convenient transportation but no need to show your head. "
Zhou Qingfeng's one meter and eighty-five is really tall in this era. He walked on the road, it was difficult for others to pay attention.
"Brother Zhou can help." Fu Fengjun quickly pulled the Ma sisters over. "It's still convenient to open a shop in Changsha City. Let Shuchun and Zhichun accompany you. They are familiar with the situation in the city and have a look."
The two sisters are only a teenager, and they are like a charming age. After a few decades, they had a good time sitting in school, but now they have to run for the whole country and nation. They seriously said that they would cooperate well with Zhou Qingfeng.
The two sisters are only a teenager, and they are like a charming age. After a few decades, they had a good time sitting in school, but now they have to run for the whole country and nation. They seriously said that they would cooperate well with Zhou Qingfeng.
"OK, start now."
Zhou Qingfeng went to check the T-type car, the fuel volume was less than half, but the condition of the car was OK. The structure of this car is simple and prudent, that is, the riding experience is too bad.
The heavy machine gun without ammunition remained. "Bergman" gave Ma Ying even the remaining ammunition. The'Browning m1900' used by Ma Ying was given to Fu Fengjun who will leave for Modu.
Zhou Qingfeng's grenade was lost, leaving only two'm1911a1', plus the seized'old sleeve'. Everyone met for a few days, and each other solemnly set foot on their respective battlefields again.