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Chapter 189 The Night of Chaos(1/2)

In the fifth year of the Republic of China, it was the afternoon of November 9, 1916. The sky above Beijing was filled with thick clouds, and the omen was ominous. Yesterday’s heavy snow had thickly covered the whole city, and it looked like it would continue to fall. It had already fallen more than two inches the night before, and there was no doubt that it would fall this year.

The snow seems to be heavier than in previous years.

Although Beijing is covered in silver, this capital of China has been changing step by step in the past ten years. Perhaps it is the ancient capital of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. The city is filled with a large number of Ming and Qing-style buildings, but in the

In the past ten years, with the construction of some Western-style buildings, the place still looks almost both Western and Eastern.

For China in the 5 years of the Republic of China, China has thrown away many of its past traditions and become the second country in Asia to rapidly become Westernized. This Westernization may be reflected in the architecture of cities. From fifteen years ago,

After the signing of the "Xinchou Treaty", among the Ming and Qing Dynasty buildings, Western-style buildings appeared in this ancient oriental city.

Especially after the Republic of China, outside the ancient city walls and moats surrounding Beijing, a large number of new-style buildings with east-west walls began to appear. Tall new-style buildings and spacious streets seemed to be a brand-new China, and the city separated by a wall

, it is traditional China, with narrow stone streets and low blue brick Chinese-style houses. This seems to be traditional China again.

Calm, Beijing seems very calm in November, but a storm is brewing in the seemingly peaceful Beijing, a storm that is about to rush onto the snow-covered streets and sweep across the country.

In the barracks of the First Corps of the Internal Affairs Corps in the southern suburbs of Beijing, the atmosphere at this time seemed a bit tense. The arsenal was opened. Trucks loaded with ammunition drove out of the arsenal, transporting ammunition to each battalion. The soldiers

Line up to receive ammunition from non-commissioned officers. For soldiers, the only thing they need is to obey orders, but for officers, today will be the day that determines the fate of the country.

In the evening, three trucks loaded with ammunition left the Internal Affairs Army Camp and drove directly along the road towards the Nanyuan Military Camp. There, there were also more than 3,000 young officers preparing for tonight's operation, but

Unlike the Internal Affairs Force, their ammunition depot cannot be opened, so ammunition needs to be replenished from the Internal Affairs Force. Fortunately, everything has been prepared and everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

While nearly 10,000 soldiers were preparing for the night operation, people seeking pleasure were wandering around in the darkening streets and alleys looking for entertainment. In the famous Bada Hutong, they also entered a world at this time.

On a night of singing and dancing, prostitutes with painted faces and various costumes began to mingle among old customers and new customers, while the customers had fun among the prostitutes.

Compared with Lianyungang and other cities, the street lights in Beijing are relatively dim, scattering soft light. Under the dim street lights, the police are still patrolling in the past, and patrols can still be seen near some banks and banks.

Soldiers from the Internal Affairs Troops. This is a night shift set up to avoid robbery at night. In order to strengthen the security maintenance force in the city, two squadrons of Internal Affairs Troops have been stationed in the inner and outer cities of Beijing for security maintenance.

At nine o'clock in the evening, snowflakes started to fall again in the sky that had been clear for only a few hours. Among the snowflakes, in the barracks of the First Corps of the Internal Affairs Corps, soldiers stood in line in front of each camp, and officers stood at the back of the line. ahead.

Looking at the soldiers standing in the snow, Li Chengqian, the young company commander, looked serious and excited.

"soldiers!"

His voice paused slightly, and Li Chengqian's tone was slightly sad.

"You all come from peasant families. Now, you have a better understanding than I do of what the country is like. Corrupt officials are rampant in the local area and the people are suffering miserably. Your family members are also the same? The soldiers who are fighting for the country on the front lines of France, their In order to have a full meal, families even had to sell their sisters to traffickers. The food grown by your family could not be eaten by yourself. The people were starving and bullied by corrupt officials..."...

As he spoke, many soldiers' faces showed signs of sadness. For these soldiers who came from the countryside, they had a deep understanding of everything the officer said:

"Listen to me, everyone, the Prime Minister never wants the people to suffer like this. Since the Prime Minister took office of the State Council, the Prime Minister has been determined to reform, but the corrupt officials around the President have colluded with local officials to conceal the plight of the people and the true national conditions. Prime Minister Although we intend to reform, we are trapped by the situation and the citizens have suffered a lot. How can soldiers sit back and do it? Now is the time for soldiers to stand up for the country!"

After a pause and looking at the soldiers who had previously thought they were just conducting a "normal exercise," Li Chengqian continued.

"I want you to join me in standing up for the country and the people, cleaning up the corrupt officials in the country, and returning China to a clean sky!" The officer's speech only surprised these soldiers, but they immediately replied:

"Yes, sir."

For soldiers, the orders of their superiors must be obeyed absolutely without any disobedience. At this time, these soldiers were already aware that a major event was happening.

At ten o'clock in the evening on November 9, there was heavy snow in the sky. At the gate of Nanyuan Military Camp, a car stopped on the roadside. Several young officers looked at each other and finally saluted slowly.

"Please! You must tell the Prime Minister why we are fighting!"

At the end of the ceremony, a young officer looked at his colleagues and said: These young officers will go to Tianjin to find the Prime Minister, and then tell the Prime Minister that they will capture the capital, and ask the Prime Minister to take action immediately.

When the car drove away from Nanyuan Military Camp, there were already 2,453 young officers lined up in Nanyuan Military Camp who were willing to participate in the operation. Except for more than 100 who stayed in the military camp, the guards were unwilling to participate in the operation. trained officers and instructors on duty in the military camp.

In the auditorium of Nanyuan Military Camp, dozens of instructors on duty and thousands of officers who were unwilling to participate in the operation looked at the students and classmates holding guns with complicated expressions. Why is this happening?

"You are making a big mistake!"

Looking at these students, Jiang Baili, the leader of the model regiment, sternly reprimanded them again. While reprimanding, he tried to walk out of the auditorium.

"Sorry, sir!"

The young officer holding the rifle raised his rifle horizontally and looked very serious.

"Please stop!"

"I am the leader of the model group, it's too late to stop now!"

Until now, he still wanted to stop this rebellion. Now, he even regretted why he failed to see that these young officers wanted to launch a military rebellion. From the time the song started to be sung, he should have realized that they would

What a big mistake you made today!

"Sir, there's no rush, the internal affairs forces and some police have already started taking action!"

What!

Heavy snowflakes were floating in the air outside Xizhimen. More than a dozen policemen and on-duty units of the Internal Affairs Force guarded the city gate. At this time, trucks full of soldiers drove into the outer city of Beijing one after another. At the same time,

At almost every city gate, a steady stream of officers and soldiers from the Internal Affairs Corps entered the city in cars.

For the Ministry of Education official who had just returned home, Zhou Shuren was often awakened by the faint sounds of commotion outside his house. Because of this, he had been planning to buy a property that was quieter at night, and today, just as Zhou Shuren was lying on his back

While writing an article at the table, he heard a burst of uniform footsteps. The footsteps were definitely different from ordinary footsteps, it was the sound of military boots!

"Why is there the sound of military boots?"

Thinking in his mind, Zhou Shuren gently opened the window and peered through the snowy morning light. He caught a glimpse of hundreds of soldiers lined up on the road, carrying rifles and marching forward. The uniform sound of military boots was made by them...

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At this time, pedestrians on the roadside were standing dumbfounded on the roadside, and some policemen were panicking, but they were immediately disarmed at the gunpoint of the soldiers.

How is this going?

Regarding all this, Zhou Shuren seemed a little confused. Why did the army enter the city? Why were the police disarmed?

At this moment, there was a burst of rapid gunfire and even explosions in the air. It was obvious that a fierce battle was taking place somewhere. Listening to the gunfire and explosions, two words immediately appeared in Zhou Shuren's mind.

Come - Rebellion!

"Did a military coup occur?"

Thinking of this, he immediately called the Capital Procuratorate.

"We just received the report,"

The phone replied,

"A platoon of people is already on the road and has reported. Now the reinforcements have just set off."

This answer reassured him, and when he hung up the phone, the sound of leather boots crunching on snowflakes could be heard on the street. He looked out the window, wondering whether the people coming were police reinforcements or specialized personnel.

The army troops were protecting important government officials, but only one gunshot was heard. He saw a policeman fall down at the sound, and other policemen retreated hurriedly. Then a group of soldiers appeared with gleaming bayonets. Through the light, he could see clearly those

The soldiers who shot at the police were internal affairs troops.

There was a burst of gunfire - like rifles and machine guns - and at this time, Zhou Shuren finally understood that the internal affairs troops were having a fierce battle with the police. He hurriedly got dressed so that he could go out and find out what was going on. When

When he rushed to the street, he heard gunshots ringing out all around. As soon as he came out, soldiers from the Internal Affairs Corps shouted and rushed forward waving their rifles, "Get in the house quickly! Get in the house quickly!"

"

After being driven into the house by the soldiers of the Internal Affairs Force, Zhou Shuren had no choice but to pace back and forth indoors. What happened to the army troops and police reinforcements?

Could it be that the internal affairs forces themselves are part of the rebel army?

Thinking of this, Zhou Shuren called the police department again.

"We are an insurgent force,"

A voice on the phone answered.

What? Rebel troops? What on earth happened to this?

If Zhou Shuren was surprised, then when faced with the guns of the internal affairs troops, Liu Guanxiong, the chief of the navy, felt unprecedented anger. After the noise rang out in the official residence, he had just put on his clothes. In a moment

, he was surrounded by more than twenty bayonets. Before he could even figure out what was going on, a second lieutenant officer took a step forward. Second Lieutenant Na Bao first saluted with a military salute, and then asked politely:

"Are you Mr. Liu?"

Liu Guanxiong nodded after calming down.

"Yes, it's me!"

At the same time, he raised his hands to ask everyone to be quiet. The mansion was filled with the cries of women and the roar of soldiers.

"There must be a reason for you to do this. Tell me what the reason is."

What do they want to do? In Liu Guanxiong's mind, there are still too many questions. Judging from their military uniforms and identifiers, they are the officers and cadets of the Model Regiment being trained in Nanyuan.

But no one answered. So Liu Guanxiong asked again.

"Tell me, what do you want to do? Who ordered you to do this?"

But there was still silence. When he asked for the third time, a lieutenant holding a pistol said impatiently:

"There's no time. We're going to shoot."

They were acting on orders from their superiors, and they didn't know why.

"Then there's nothing we can do,"

Liu Guanxiong sighed and couldn't figure out the reason. He looked at the officers in front of him and said calmly,

"Then let me put on the uniform!"
To be continued...
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