Chapter 801: Big trouble (1)

In Changsha during the Republic of China, the south of the city was a residential area, the northeast was an industrial area, and the north of the city was a commercial area. The administrative area was selected in the commercial area. Zhongshan Road is located in the middle of the city, and the buildings are mostly Western style. Most of the targets tonight are near this street.
After getting the electric light company, Zhou Qingfeng went to Qingshiqiao again. The Telephone and Telegraph Bureau in the city soon suffered from his venomous hands, and the lines and equipment were damaged.
In particular, the radio station responsible for wireless communication was targeted by Zhou Qingfeng. It's just that the old-fashioned tube radio station is stupid and heavy. Not to mention the large antenna size, the battery that sends the report is only a few tens of pounds.
Not moving it for the time being.
As for the technical staff on duty at the Telephone and Telegraph Bureau, Zhou Qingfeng was particularly polite. He also appeased others: "It's okay, it's okay, the city will be chaotic tonight, you just stay here."
As for the soldiers guarding such vital departments, it would be stunned and stunned directly.
After completing these preparatory work, there is already a sign of confusion in Changsha City. A team of more than ten people coming from the direction of the provincial government was hitting the torch straight to the telephone and telegraph office along the street.
I thought it was because the Party bureaucracy found that the communication was not working and realized that something was wrong and sent someone to check it.
The team had disordered footsteps, and it was quite noisy during a quiet night. Without telescopes, Zhou Qingfeng could see the torches shining down, and an officer stood by the queue waving his hand and urging forward.
Waiting for the team to draw close to 50 meters, Zhou Qingfeng took off the'old sleeve' from his back and aimed at the officer in the team-the accuracy of this old gun was mediocre, and it was very likely that he would not hit a person 100 meters away.
With a shot in the dark, the officer on the opposite side was assaulted by a heavy hammer, his chest receded, his arms were raised, and the person fell backwards.
As expected, when the officer died, the soldiers suddenly lost control. Some people lie down on the spot, some turn around and run away, and a few of them hold the torches away, so as not to become targets.
Zhou Qingfeng ran away with only one shot. He could hear the team daringly hit a wheel, but he didn't care about the other party.
It's a big bargain to see things in the dark. Coupled with rapid running and long endurance, Zhou Qingfeng quickly ran from one street to another.
During the Republican period, chaos was reborn, and society was extremely chaotic. Warlords often could not control the troops, and there was mutiny. The gunshots were harsh in the dark, and the troops stationed at other streets were more alert.
Barricades and sand barriers have long been laid on the streets, and there are quite a few people in some key locations. But tonight is a cloudy day, and if the dark ones don't ignite torches, they can only be blind.
Every time Zhou Qingfeng appeared at an intersection, he would watch from left to right, and see that there was a garrison of the national army, and he would give each other a bullet. Every time he picked the commander to shoot a cold gun, or at least killed a squad leader.
If the commander dies, the soldiers will not escape. Zhou Qingfeng will shoot at the illuminated target. Simply put, whoever has a bright brain will die. It is harder to organize the enemy into the darkness.
The "Old Sleeve" is a magazine-type bolt rifle, which presses bullets into the magazine by means of five leaking clips. Every time a bullet is hit, the leaking clip pressed into the magazine will jump out of the grid. When the five shots are empty, the missed clip will jump out completely with a ding.
Zhou Qingfeng can run through several streets in a minute. He basically circles around Zhongshan Road and shoots a few shots after crossing an intersection. He hit accurately, fired fast, and left before the enemy counterattacked.
So in the feelings of the Kuomintang troops in the city, this was not a single person fighting, but at least a few dozens of people were making chaos, and it was probably a mutiny.
Due to the lack of electric lights and communications, the key departments in the city have difficulty communicating with each other. Many Guodang bureaucrats felt that the whole city was shooting, and they dared not go out at all.
This is not only because Zhou Qingfeng is firing, but also those terrified soldiers of the national army who have found that the same robe has been killed and injured are also brave.
In the darkness, a ghost was moving around, creating a strong sense of terror. Especially when the gunfire in a certain block ceases, Zhou Qingfeng will deliberately run over and take a few rounds, and then kill a few people, causing more serious panic.
If a large group of people rush out, Zhou Qingfeng will open fire 100 meters away. Someone in the dense crowd must be shot, as long as someone is shot, the team will not want to proceed.
At this time, there was only one way to restrain Zhou Qingfeng-killing and not moving, just holding their respective posts. But the Gang of people can't do it, asking them to lie on the ground and wait for death. This is really too demanding.
Especially Zhou Qingfeng not only maneuvered along the street. He can also easily climb over the building to cross the wall, and will appear behind the enemy if he is not careful.
When the soldiers of the national army stationed at each intersection found that they were hit by bullets at the front, back, left, and right, then they could only yell and throw away their guns. This is more convenient for Zhou Qingfeng to add some ammunition, he can even pick up things like grenades.
Get the grenade, which is about to die.
Don’t give Grandpa Zhou a machine gun, don’t give him a grenade, the name of ‘human flesh mortar’ is not a blow. The grenade, an arc-throwing weapon of face-throwing, can be played by him.
In addition, the explosion of the grenade is more deterrent, and it can easily turn down the morale of the troops and turn around.
Zhou Qingfeng had a grenade, and he dared to climb the wall by himself and throw the grenade into the 35th Army Command in the city. He Jian, who served as the military commander and also served as the Qingxiang Association, was in the headquarters building.
The command guard outside the building had already built a machine gun, but the grenade shattered the glass window of the headquarters and exploded inside the building.
The grenade was silent before the explosion, which is the most difficult to prevent. When the explosion sounded, the guards outside the building were stupid. They turned their heads one by one, and no one thought of what was going on.
Why are the enemies behind us?
Even He Jian, who had just fallen asleep, yelled in surprise, thinking that the chaotic party or the rebels had killed him. He came out of the bedroom in disorganized clothes and yelled at his own soldiers: "Who killed the outside?"
The soldiers just said they didn't know.
He Jian was even more angry and scolded: "What about Dai Douyuan? What about Liu Jianxu? What about Wang Dongyuan?" He opened his mouth and asked the names of several commanders. He asked loudly, "Is this group of people dead? Where are their soldiers?" ?"
There is no telephone connection, only the military station radio station is still available. However, the main forces of several divisions are outside the city, and they will not be able to come in a half. This is far from hydrolyzing, and can only endure next to it.
Zhou Qingfeng picked up a dozen grenades and threw them into the windows of the 35th Army Command. Among them is He Jian's bedroom. If the army commander ran out, he had to be killed on the spot.
It wasn't until Zhou Qingfeng threw the last grenade into the machine gun position outside the headquarters building. This torrential rainstorm was like a blast.
He Jian was so angry at the headquarters that he was surrounded by a security battalion of the strengthening battalion, equipped with the best equipment and personnel, stunned by the turmoil suppressed by a dozen grenades in the night.
It's not over yet. Zhou Qingfeng felt that throwing grenades was more efficient than shooting, so he went to the corpses in the streets to pick up equipment. However, when he passed by a street, he saw a car coming over.
The car was lit with headlights, and the streets were white, full of soldiers running along. This car is not fast, it seems to want to leave the city at night. Through the driver's seat, vaguely saw someone in the back seat.
Uncle Zhou is more than 100 meters away from the car. Without saying a word, he took a gun and aimed, continuously pulled the handle and fired, and hit five shots to pop it out. He slipped after the fight and continued to find a place to pick up grenades.
But after he had gone for a while, the guards who guarded the car made a heartbreaking cry, as if some big man was killed!