"Stop, which unit are you from? Who ordered you to come?" Huang Zhubo, tremblingly in front of the Japanese, rushed to the factory gate with his spirits, and stopped thousands of people at the door.

"We are from the 7th Brigade of Peking University. When we heard that the Japanese army attacked the Fengtian Arsenal, we specially led our troops to aid. Did these soldiers kill them?" Jiang Li suddenly felt cold when he saw the blood that had already flowed to the factory gate and the messy corpse inside.

"From the 7th Brigade? Why are you running to the arsenal when you are not staying in Beidaying? "Huang Zhubo did not notice Jiang Li's eyes and continued to question.

"Didn't you hear me? I'll ask you if these soldiers were killed by the Japanese?" Jiang Li furiously twisted up Huang Zhubo's collar and threw Huang Zhubo to the ground.

With Jiang Li's actions, thousands of soldiers behind him took their guns and pointed them at the Japanese army at the entrance of the factory. The regular Japanese army opposite was performing well, but the soldiers in the village were incomparable to these strict training regular soldiers. Faced with the thousands of murderous people, the pressure was not good. The Japanese soldiers in the factory at the entrance of the factory were nervously looking for bunkers nearby for defense.

"The orders of the Young Marshal and the General Staff Headquarters are not allowed to resist. If you stand up, you will die. Do you dare to disobey the orders of the Young Marshal?" The deputy factory director asked in surprise at this time.

"If a person like you really enters the barrier, he will be the first to surrender to the Japanese army as a traitor. Go back immediately and tell the Japanese beast inside that if you give him a minute, you will immediately lead your troops out to surrender, otherwise you will be killed. If you say something more, I will kill you with one shot!" Jiang Liheng glanced at Huang Zhubo, who was about to speak again.

Huang Zhubo was so scared that he ran away and ran back in a panic.

Jiang Wenhao spitted, "Damn it, he is a bad guy who is hard or soft. When he leads the military, he has made many troubles. Brother Jiang, you yell at him for a few words, and he will be honest."

"Baga, the imperial samurai will never surrender to the Chinese people. Go back immediately and tell the Chinese officer outside that he will go back immediately. Otherwise, if it causes war between the two countries, he will not be responsible for the consequences. Also, have you ordered not to resist? Why are you so useless? You can't even be fooled by a Chinese officer!"

Hearing Huang Zhubo's reposts, Kimura Shihara was extremely furious, but now the Chinese army is several times more than his. At this time, there were more than 20,000 employees in the arsenal, and one spit was enough to drown them. He was able to show off his power before, so these Chinese people dared not resist. Now, there is no idea where such a young battalion commander appeared, and he was so bold. If the anger of the employees in the factory was detonated, they would be gnawed so much that they were not even left with scum.

Huang Zhubo ran to Jiang Li again tremblingly and repeated Kimura Shihara's words.

"It seems that these Japanese people don't cry until they see the coffin, beat me!" Jiang Li reached out and grabbed Huang Zhubo's hair, took out a pistol and pointed it at Huang Zhubo's forehead, and shot it. Just looking at the bodies of soldiers in the factory gate, you can also judge that the harsh deputy factory director has made a lot of contributions to surrendering to the Japanese before. Such a person is not to be cherished!

Looking at Jiang Li's shot of hand and foot, Deputy Director Huang Zhubo, the Japanese troops of Kimura Shihara looked slightly wrong. In the Northeast, the Northeast Army had always been giving in to them who had repeatedly provoked them. However, the young battalion commander in front of him was so radical and fought with him at a disagreement. Is this still the Chinese people in my impression? Perhaps it is a good choice to talk to them seriously when these Chinese troops arrived. For some reason, such an idea flashed through Kimura Shihara's mind.

This started fighting. Including the foreign technicians in the arsenal and some Northeastern employees felt a little incredible at this time.

"Bang!"

Jiang Li took a rifle from a soldier next to him, aimed it at Shihara Kimura, who was hiding, and then shot it. The bullet that was adjusting its way into the cheek. He actually penetrated it out from the other side of his face with Kimura's subconscious action. There was a blood hole on one side of his face, but he luckily picked up his life.

Jiang Li kept pulling the bolt, pulling the trigger, and immediately replaced the magazine after firing four bullets. Each bullet was shot, a Japanese soldier fell to the ground. Jiang Li's attack was not conspicuous among the many soldiers. The sound of heavy machine guns, light machine guns, and rifles drowned the gate of the arsenal. People in the factory ran around, and while those Northeast employees were scattered, they were filled with pleasure. They came and the Northeast Army was fighting! See how the more than 100 Japanese troops who did not take their lives seriously now!

"Damn, our army has come, and there are more than 100 Japanese troops at the factory gate. In the blink of an eye, more than 100 Japanese troops were killed. Should we stand aside and watch? If the Northeast Army does not come, the Japanese swords and guns are now on our heads, bringing someone to take a breath, go fuck me and fuck these damn Japanese devils to death!" Liu Yanbing, a technical backbone in the factory, cursed and ran to the finished workshop. There were no weapons in the arsenal. Just the Northeast Army warehouse set up in the arsenal, there were more than 100,000 rifles lying, which was not counted as thousands of assembled.

"Listen to Team Leader Liu, watching his people being killed by the Japanese army, mom, the arsenal produced weapons but did not resist the Japanese army, and almost gave them to the Japanese. Such an arsenal would be a big deal, kill all the Japanese who entered the factory!" Another half-time man in his fifties was even more excited than a normal young man at this time. He rolled up his sleeves and ran behind Liu Yanbing, and his speed did not drop much.

"Hold on, withstand the attack of the Chinese people!" Kimura Shihara was shot and Ichiro Qiaoshan temporarily took over the command position. However, more than 40 regular troops and more than 100 soldiers in the village had already died in battle. Under the surging attack of the Northeast Army, the troops guarding the arsenal gate were also stretched. The Chinese military uniforms on the opposite side were no less than their Japanese squad. The firepower of the machine gun almost filled the enemy's firepower in every space at the gate. There was a danger of being hit. But the Japanese army, who had already advanced and retreated, had no choice.

The Japanese army, who was in desperate situation, also had a considerable combat power. If any local army in the Republic of China had collapsed under such a strong attack, it would have collapsed. However, the Japanese army in front of us could still struggle to support it. It is impossible to say that the Japanese army's fighting will is indeed extraordinary. Although the Northeast Army had many soldiers outside the arsenal at this time, the troops that could be invested in the battle were limited after all, and they could not take over these Japanese people in a short time. However, every minute, there were always several Japanese soldiers injured or killed. It was only a matter of time to retake the arsenal.

"Kill all the Japanese!" At this time, a team of more than 200 people, holding rifles, light machine guns, and even several small-caliber mortars, rushed towards the factory gate. In terms of equipment, no one in the Japanese army could compare with the workers who had arsenal resources from the 7th Brigade outside the factory at this time. When Zhang Zuolin founded the Fengtian Arsenal, in order to ensure control over the arsenal, some of the employees were originally transferred from the army. At this time, they picked up swords and guns again, and they were also a group of soldiers who could fight and fight.

Originally, more than 100 Japanese troops were struggling to support the factory, but now another enemy was killed in the back. The two sides were filled with bullets. The Japanese army could no longer support it. The simple defense line was instantly stung. The sound of bean-fried sounded on the Japanese positions. Except for a few Japanese troops who fled in a panic, the other bodies were like electric shocks and slapped on the ground.

The Japanese army's power when they first arrived at the arsenal has been almost wiped out. The battle started in less than half an hour. At this time, everyone in the arsenal could hardly believe it. This is the case. Once these powerful Japanese troops were torn apart from the mysterious powers, they were just ordinary people made of flesh and blood.

The 918 Incident was originally a shocking gamble between Ishihara Kanir, Itagaki Seishiro, and a group of middle and low-level officers, who fought against the big ones with small numbers. He tried to swallow the elephant with a snake, so he naturally wanted to swallow the bitter fruit of arrogance.
Chapter completed!