288 Sadness and Happiness
288 Sadness and Joy (Part 1)
The night sky in Nanchang is very bright, and the streets are immersed in silence. Occasionally, there were a few gunshots, but there was no sign of a Beiyang army's counterattack. The street fire caused by the shelling swayed in the night wind, and the fire was very strong.
The air was full of gunpowder smoke and blood-colored five-star red flags. The streets were full of rubble and corpses, and the bells came. In Wanhuazhou, a young man of the National Revolutionary Army climbed up the burnt church and rang the bell persistently. The young man's name did not remain, but under the call of his bells, more bells echoed. In the 365 days occupied by the Beiyang army, the ringing of the church bells was forbidden. Hearing the long-lost bells, the citizens can be sure that Wuchang has been recaptured. The bells are much happier than the sound of guns. The citizens walked to the streets with tears.
- At the same time.
Wuhan is immersed in excitement.
The headline is "Nanchang Recapture" is flying on the street like snowflakes, and the radio has been playing "Nanchang Recapture!" Long live the National Revolutionary Army! Long live the righteousness of the three people! Long live Marshal Li!" The announcer's voice was very excited and shouted repeatedly.
- At the same time.
The impatient Li Liejun has had dinner outside Nanchang City.
In the Ganjiang Hotel by the Ganjiang River, Li Liejun gathered several confidants to discuss tomorrow's attack plan.
When Li Liejun walked into the conference room, the losers of the Second Revolution clapped their hands to congratulate and returned to Nanchang again. They couldn't but be excited. Whenever Li Liejun encounters extreme unhappiness or very happy, this kind of emotion will ** on his face. This time, it's the same. He is so happy. He motioned everyone to sit down with his face.
"Guys, let's go to the square together and celebrate this beautiful day with the people."
Everyone clap their hands and cheered again and came to the hotel square together.
The fanatical citizens in the square sang and danced. The gate is full of people waiting to return to Nanchang as soon as possible when the gate is opened tomorrow morning.
Li Liejun stood on the specially set podium, but the people had been shouting "long live" and seemed to have no intention of listening to his speech. Li Liejun returned to the hotel after celebrating the recapture of Nanchang and thanking the National Revolutionary Army and Marshal Li.
Returning to the conference room of the hotel again, Li Liejun seemed to be thinking about something, but soon said to his confidants, "This must be kept secret!" You and I will go back to Nanchang tomorrow. Everyone, please meet in the lobby of the hotel at 8 a.m. tomorrow. You can't bring this up to your family!"
The confidants were silent, and they all knew very well that even if Nanchang had been recaptured, it could not be said that they could still make the masters in Jiangxi after moving back the next day.
At this time, the waiter brought coffee.
"This is a very strange thing." Lin Hu said.
The waiter laughed and said, "The Beiyang Army doesn't drink coffee, so they stay."
Drinking the long-lost coffee, Lin Hu walked to Li Liejun's side, and Lin Hu chatted with him with coffee.
"Although the governor's office of Jiangxi is the target of the 5th Regiment of the 'E Army' Marine Corps, it must be occupied by us, and we must raise the red flag of the blue sky and white sun. Premier Sun also has such a strong expectation. Whoever is the first to raise the red flag of the blue sky and white sun will give a reward of 3,000 yuan!" Li Liejun finished speaking and looked at Lin Hu.
After listening to Li Liejun's words, it was not the bounty that lingered in Lin Hu's mind, but Li Liejun's heart was not dead.
Lin Hu didn't take this, but just said, "I heard that I'm a few reporters who said that Shanghai's righteousness failed again?"
Li Liejun squeezed his lips and said nothing.
Lin Hu looked at the ceiling: "I'll try my best on this matter."
Li Liejun asked his men to find a red flag full of blue sky and white sun. Because it was raised in the governor's office of Jiangxi, he wanted to find a big one. With the help of the waiter of Ganjiang Hotel, he found the flag. Lin Hu put it away and ordered his guards to send it. The stick about two meters long for the flagpole was held by Lin Feng, Lin Hu's relative.
At three o'clock in the morning, although there is still some time before sunrise, there is already a thin light around.
All the way to the front line of the governor's office, the Beiyang army set up a sandbag position every 20 meters along the way, but no machine guns and mortars were fired, only scattered rifles were shooting.
Lin Hu's guard platoon broke through the sandbag position with a grenade attack.
The Beiyang soldiers seemed to be affected by hunger and fatigue, and even their steps when they fled were staggering.
The flames ignited by the governor's palace in the attack the day before is still burning.
"There must be Beiyang soldiers in the mansion."
"What should I do?"
"Serve the grenade."
Unable to see clearly under the smoke, Lin Hu's guard platoon threw a grenade into the internal chaos and then rushed in.
There was no gunfire, no shadow of Beiyang soldiers, only the smoke caused by the explosion of grenades.
"Go here..." Waved away the smoke and felt the heat of the suffs. Lin Hu found the steps of the governor's mansion.
"You go there to be vigilant, and you two follow me to raise the flag."
Lin Hu allocated two-thirds of his troops to the alert, and then took two soldiers up the steps to find the ground on the roof.
"I found it. The iron ladder to the dome is here." A soldier shouted in surprise.
Lin Hu and another soldier rushed over.
"It was blown up?" A soldier said disappointedly.
"Find a wire rope to pull." Lin Hu ordered, "Go quickly."
The soldier quickly found the wire rope and wrapped the upper part of the iron ladder. The two soldiers were ready to climb up together, and their comrades-in-arms also gathered around.
"Rabbit," Lin Hu said with a straight face, "Why are you all here? Don't you be on guard?"
"Because it is confirmed that there is no enemy..."
Lin Hu waved his hand.
The two jumped up and grabbed the wire rope and climbed up for a while, but the wire rope broke. The comrades-in-arms below caught the two people who fell down.
Lin Hu picked up the wire rope and looked at it. It seemed that he had been injured by shrapnel.
"Take off your trousers," Lin Hu said, "Let's take off the belt and tie it together."
Climbing up again, this time the two finally climbed up the iron ladder and reached the dome.
"The decorative window is too small to get out."
"Idiot, just stick the flag out of the window." Lin Hu couldn't help cursing. It's not easy to hang a flag.
The two had to curl up in the dome. One took out the red flag from his waist, tied it to the stick in Lin Feng's hand, and then stretched out of the window.
At this time, it was 6:10 a.m. Since the Beiyang army occupied Nanchang, it rose again in the governor's office of Jiangxi a year later.
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In the early morning, Marshal Li saw a Nanchang that was smoking and dying everywhere.
Yang Fan, Lin Dong and Zhu Xiaoxian's troops are constantly entering the urban area. The company commanders of the National Revolutionary Army let the soldiers keep moving, because there were Beiyang soldiers on the roof. If they encounter the obstruction of the barricade, they can go around the side of the street and let the militia and guerrillas eliminate the enemy behind them.
Li Xiang thought he would encounter fierce resistance, but in fact he only encountered sporadic shots from Beiyang Army snipers.
Through the smoke from Nanchang, they groped down the mountain and reached the streets in the west of Nanchang before 90 o'clock. There are roadblocks at every intersection.
Li wanted to run up the steps of a theater and look forward to see what was waiting for them. On the main road, trams were used to build a roadblock nearby.
At noon, there were two five-color flags flying on both sides of the large round vault of the western-style building of the former Jiangxi Consultative Bureau.
The artillery company and the infantry company continued to attack, and the attacking troops approached carefully. He opened the door and broke through. The infantry followed closely by sporadic gunfire, but all they could see was a corpse and no living person.
So far, hundreds of marines have gathered in the square in front of the Advisory Council.
A young soldier named Yang Kai climbed onto the flagpole, pulled off a beautiful five-color flag of the Beiyang government, and replaced it with a five-star red flag.
Some National Revolutionary Army soldiers are watching the flag change, while others are still fighting back against the enemy's scattered small arms attack.
When the five-star red flag finally fluttered in the breeze, the soldiers around the flagpole cheered loudly.
At the same time, the marines captured the main building, one by one, and one floor to eliminate the Beiyang soldiers.
Li wanted to see a National Revolutionary Army soldier wrapped in a whole tiger skin and came out of the consultation bureau proudly. The other one wears the helmet of an ancient samurai. The rest of the people are competing to dress up with each other with rare badges.
"Baes, these are all national treasures!" Li wanted to swear, "Don't scratch it. I'll kill you!"
Nanchang is burning, shaking and trembling. At this moment, it is 4:30 p.m. In addition to the sporadic battles to search for the remnants, the Battle of Nanchang is over.
A solemn entrance ceremony will be held. ..." Li wanted to explain to several generals around him. Briefly inform them of the tasks they will undertake at the ceremony arranged to welcome the Jiangxi government back to Nanchang. ... Make sure that the area around the governor's office where the ceremony is held is absolutely safe."
It was getting dark, and Li wanted to decide to spend the night here.
Before that, the Advisory Bureau was full of soldiers searching for souvenirs. General Li ordered the return of all the works of art and drove everyone out of here. Discipline still needs to be rectified.
In the morning, Zhu Xiaoxian's Marine Corps began to arrange security precautions for General Li's visit the next day. Yang Fan and Lin Dong's soldiers are still busy occupying the commanding heights on both sides of Nanchang and cleaning up the enemy along the street.
When Marshal Li was raising his historic handover ceremony, he was surprised to receive a telegram from the headquarters of the Tokyo Kuomintang, warning him to pay attention to Li Liejun's plan to restore the Jiangxi governor's military government, and warned him that such actions "must be approved by a higher authority."
Marshal Li disdainfully threw this telegram in the wastebish basket.
"Li Shuai, you'd better call me back..."
Including the housekeeper's little sister, they are all persuading him.
Li Xiang also followed kindness and immediately called back, "Your order is puzzling. I don't have any plans except to carefully implement the instructions I received. He arrogantly said, "It was the Wuhan National Revolutionary Army Government that resisted the Beiyang armed aggression, restored peace in the region, and liberated Jiangxi."
"The National Revolutionary Army has never stopped fulfilling its revolutionary mission," Marshal Li added. What he plans to do in Nanchang is to restore Nanchang to a free and democratic government. Such an action is not only for the people of Jiangxi, but also for the people of the whole country.
Marshal Li's counterattack rudely stopped Tokyo's delusion.
In the early morning, the Marine Guards were secretly placed along the road from the Consultative Bureau to the Governor's Office.
Just as Zhu Xiaoxian set up a security guard network near the Consultation Bureau, he noticed a group of people in military uniforms and combat equipment coming, as if they were about to start a battle.
"Stop, which unit are you from?"
"Ky, put down the gun and don't point at me." Yu Chen chatty: "Your boss doesn't dare to do this to us."
"We are here to welcome Marshal Li to the governor's office." Xu Yifan punched Yuchen aside: "General Zhu."
"Although I know you, the rules can't be bad." Zhu Xiaoxian said.
Xu Yifan took out the red-headed document, and Zhu Xiao confirmed the inspection first, "Please come in." Just invite them to the Advisory Council.
"Do you have breakfast?" Yuchen patted his belly and said, "Let's have a presidential package!"
The fat and invisible chef looked at the two field warriors in sloppy sackcloth combat uniforms and hung the corners of his mouth and said, "No!"
"Damn it, the marshal doesn't live here. How can he not? Who are you lying to? Yuchen began to shout again.
The fat chef gave him the back of his head.
"The general and the same boxed lunch as us." I don't know who replied.
Yuchen blinked his eyes and couldn't believe that Marshal Li also got the boxed lunch.
Xu Yifan said as if he didn't know Yuchen, "I'll just get a boxed lunch."
"There is no boxed lunch." The fat cook replied coolly.
"What?" Xu Yifan couldn't help asking.
When Yuchen saw the boss eating, he couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha..."
"There is always a reason." Xu Yifan's tone was calm, but everyone's heart tightened, and the air seemed to come down quickly.
Yuchen's laughter suddenly stopped.
"Because you don't have cutlery." The fat cook quietly wiped a handful of cold sweat. He is too familiar with this smell. It is a strong murderous atmosphere. I don't know how many people have killed to nourish their spirits.
Xu Yifan restrained his murderous spirit. Like an ordinary xiao soldier, he grabbed a piece of pancake and said, "Give me a piece of bacon on it."
"No problem, no problem." The fat cook nodded repeatedly.
Yu Chen also said, "I did the same."
Two Xiaoqiang took the bacon rolls, and then went outside to wait for the big man, wiping their oil hands on the combat uniform from time to time. Everyone looked at the two sloppy backs, and there seemed to be a look called respect in their eyes.
At 8 a.m., Marshal Li, the supreme commander of Hubei District, walked out of the consultation bureau.
Marshal Li took his beautiful confidential secretary to the asphalt corridor. He was wearing a beautiful field suit that was ironed and did not wear a tie.
Marshal Li was led to the first of five Mercedes-Benz cars. Then there were five spotless off-road vehicles for journalists and other guests.