The roar of 259 Chinese

In the winter in Wuhan, the wind and snow hit the face, which made people restless. Because of the fluttering of the little butterfly, the city began to burst out a strong and righteous roar!

All walks of life in the three towns of Wuhan, including academia, business, politics, military, etc., held various gatherings to discuss how to recover the Hankou concession. More than 200,000 people from all walks of life in Hankou, under the leadership of Li Dashuai, held an anti-British conference on Jisheng Sanma Road in Hankou. The meeting clearly raised the great powers against interfering in China's independence, issued a telegram, strongly interfered in the independence of the national revolution, made serious protests, and demanded the immediate withdrawal of the concession.

However, the hot-blooded young students can no longer wait for that day. At the rally in front of the bell tower of Jiang Hanguan, Feng Xiaoyu's political department was ready to hold a demonstration. They agreed to protest to the consulates of various countries first. The purpose of the march was mainly to show the momentum of national diplomacy.

In Liu Yuan, you can also hear this powerful trend from afar.

The soldiers in the garden stood up straight. As the backing of the force for this demonstration, the sense of honor and pride of the revolutionary soldiers, and even the sense of responsibility to protect their compatriots as a national force, were unusually high.

Song Que and Zhao Youcheng were in the Yanyu building. Li Xiang didn't dare to leave half a step at the door of the office. After Li wanted to come back, he stayed in the room and wrote something. I guess it's a wonderful article.

Zhao Youcheng stood straight with a pale face, but Song Que leaned against the corner of the wall, where he was dancing and boasted in a low voice with Zhao Youcheng: "I just know now, your sister, that's called Qingguo Qingcheng! I don't know how to describe it. Anyway, as soon as I see it, the soul is not my own. She is still a woman who doesn't give up her eyebrows, in the parliament..."

The door rang gently, and Song Que quickly shut up. But it was Meadows who came out with waste ink on the ground with an inkstone.

Song Que smiled and said, "Butler's little sister. The marshal hasn't finished writing yet?"

Meddy snorted softly, "How do I know? Ask the marshal yourself!"

With that, he went downstairs. Song Que stuck out his tongue and heard Li Xiang's voice inside: "Come in!"

The two looked at each other, pushed the door and walked in, and saw Li Xiang rubbing his wrist there. Li wanted to hand a stack of manuscripts to Song Que first: "send it to Feng Xiaoyu."

Song Que made a military salute. When he turned around and left, he secretly gave Zhao Youcheng an ambiguous look.

Lin Tiechang pretended not to be able to see and said faintly, "The marshal is going to start a war with foreigners?"

Li wanted to nod: "It's just to let the literate Chinese people know what's going on here!" He looked up at Zhao Youcheng again, "When you get to Hankou, why don't you go back to see your old man?"

"There are endless things in the barracks... I have signed up for a long time to fight with Master Lin to fight in Qin, and I don't have time to go home." Zhao Youcheng frowned.

Zhao Youcheng's current appearance is very different from that street bully.

Li Xiang smiled and said, "In the battle of Qin, I will definitely not be able to go home for the Spring Festival this year. You'd better take the opportunity to go home and have a look. I'll give you a day off today.

When Zhao Youcheng saw that Marshal Li did not mention his sister, he finally smiled and made a military salute and was about to go out. Recently, there have been a lot of rumors about his sister in the army, and it has something to do with this romantic general.

Li Xiang's heart moved and shouted at Zhao Youcheng: "Give a message to Zeng Gao that the revolutionary army stationed in Hankou is ready to respond at any time to protect the safety of the marching masses."

Zhao Youcheng, who walked to the door, smiled and said, "Yes!"

The chess pieces have been laid down. I don't know if everything will be as expected?

Along the river road, there are already vast crowds. At this moment, the endless snow stopped.

Passing through this boulevard along the river that can accommodate four carriages in parallel, turn to Marlboro, and then the British Consulate in Hankou.

The enthusiastic team of Chinese youth just stepped on the road and saw a large number of British sailors leading the police from the concessions of various countries to the consulates. Every foreign sailor has a bright military bayonet in his hand, and each policeman holds a baton for a day.

The young man walked in front of him for a meal. The team behind is still pouring up. The foreigners stood there and looked at these hot-blooded young people.

There are also heavily armed foreign sailors and police coming from afar and gathering here. Obviously, they all have leaders.

The dance of the banner of the demonstration stopped briefly. Feng Xiaoqi stood at the front of the team and stared at everything in front of him. The eyes in front of him were full of insidious foreign devils!

A strange roar sounded: "The sick man of East Asia! Get out of the rental world!" Suddenly, there was a sound of harmony around, overwhelming.

How have these Chinese youths seen such a scene! One by one, their faces turned red in anger and humiliation. Looking at the dark-eyed thugs. Look at the Chinese people who are staggering and being chased. And those foreign devils are constantly pouring in. He unconsciously stopped the slogan flag in his hand.

"Committee Feng, what should I do?" People's eyes turned to Feng Xiaoyu.

The blood in Feng Xiaoqi's cavity surged: "Let's move on! Nothing can stop the call for unity and self-improvement of our Chinese people! China is not dead yet! Chinese people can't pass freely on their own land! If you die one day, what kind of humiliation and pain will you endure!?"

At this time, they deeply realized the oppression of the great powers. In addition, they had been frozen for two hours in the cold storm and snow, and the hot-blooded young students were finally indignant and angry!

So, "Down with imperialism!", "Retake the concession!" The voice resounded through the sky.

At this time, even people who could not feel the pain of imperialist bullying began to indignation, and no matter how cowardly people were, they became more courageous!

The surrounding should and the posterior sound at the same time. The young people put their arms in arm and continued to move forward against the stones smashed by the foreigners. Feng Xiaoyu was still standing at the front of the team.

Those foreigners stopped their hands throwing stones and looked at the neatly moving Great Wall opposite, and were a little timid. When did you see these Chinese youth so united and tough?

At this moment, I don't know who whistled sharply in the foreign team. A large group of Indian Asan, with white cloth, has come out with batons and rushed straight to the Chinese team that has been forced!

With a bang, these thugs have rushed in.

The police beat randomly with batons, and many young people were beaten to death. The thug pulled down one side of the slogan. Screams kept coming, but these Chinese young people also turned red and picked up everything they could wave and resisted desperately.

Feng Xiaoqi shouted, "Comrades, go! Behind us is Marshal Li, the revolutionary army!"

The crowd suddenly surged and rolled like a tide, and many workers were beaten to death. However, no one was afraid, and the bare-handed young man fought with the concession police.

When these young people really understand what they strive for and maintain is the inheritance of a nation, the gentle, kind and peaceful Chinese people can also be as violent as lions!

Blood burst out, and a large pile of foreign devils, like sharks saw blood, also surged up. There is desperate resistance and fierce fighting everywhere. No young people are willing to retreat, but they are constantly rushing forward.

Along the river road has become a violent ocean.

Feng Xiaoyu shouted, "Don't let the Eastern devils beat people!" At the same time, he asked some people to go to the rental world and ask the revolutionary army to send troops into the concession. While taking out the long-prepared wooden sticks, iron rods, or picking up stones on the ground as weapons, he desperately resisted.

While the young people were fighting with the police in the concession on the Yangtze River Avenue, Xiao Dongyang captain Kawamura and Hankou's new Dongyang Concession Police Station Director Yuanmu came with a vicious little Japan. They ran out with guns in their hands and a group of rogue thugs, all holding murder weapons.

In the face of the enemy with guns, Feng Xiaoqi knew that he must not give in at this time. He stepped forward and scolded, "This is the land of the Chinese people. Get out of the foreign devils!"

Tens of thousands of young people also shouted together, "Get out of China!"

"This is the land of China!"

"Baga! The Chinese pig is dead!" Kawamura saw at a glance that the leader was Feng Xiaoqi, an activist of the Political Department of Li Xiang's Military and Political Department. He gritted his teeth and shot Feng Xiaoqi with a ferocious face.

Feng Xiaoqi was shot in his left leg, and the blood suddenly oozed out through his trousers, dyeing the white snow on the ground. Feng Xiaoqi was full of anger, endured the pain, and forced to Chuancun step by step.

The picture suddenly quieted down!

Looking at Feng Xiaoqi approaching step by step, he left blood stains all the way in the snow. Although it was winter, it flowed down like a cold sweat waterfall in Sichuan Village, and his hand holding a gun kept trembling.

"Bum!" There was another gunshot, and the little Japanese bullet shot into Feng Xiaoyu's lower abdomen. He shook his body, clutched a small tree next to him with one hand, covered his abdomen with one hand, and shouted with all his strength, "Comrades, unite and fight to the end!"

Looking at Feng Xiaoyu, who was covered with blood and still couldn't persevere, people completely released their anger with grief!

The strong Chinese youths let out a roar and rushed up, stood in front of Feng Xiaoyu, and fought hard with flags and wooden sticks that raised the slogan. Wave your hands and grab anything on the ground. One person falls down, and the other person makes up for it. They shouted unsented slogans and desperately guarded Feng Xiaoyu in the team.

Countless people were injured and countless people fell. But the team is still surrounded by a moving fortress. The men resisted in front, and the girl picked up the thrown stone inside and threw it back.

The unprecedented resistance of Chinese youth has aroused the greater fierceness of these foreign devil thugs. They rushed from all over the river avenues, and the small-scale provocations originally arranged by Gefu are now getting more and more out of control. Chinese people are chased and beaten everywhere, and all kinds of atrocities are staged.

Throughout the Hankou Concession, there are shouts everywhere that kill all the sick men in East Asia!