In the early period of the Republic of China, domestic warlords fought chaotic battles and merged with each other. They fought without any month and every day. But the level of fighting was really too low, just like acting.

Here we must mention the gang of sack brothers in Sichuan. They are fighting in front and playing cards in the back. When encountering weddings and funerals, the warlords can sit down and drink and eat.

When the war started, there were Sichuan people watching the game, and they shouted like they were going to the court to watch the football. If they lost, they would turn on the power to step down. The warlords were still good friends.

Of course, the hardship is the common people, and their production and life are completely destroyed. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, no industry and commerce need to develop, and all exports have to be paid.

This is true in Sichuan, and the warlords of the Republic of China basically had this kind of virtue. He Jian's 35th army bullied the people very viciously. When they met someone who dared to rise up and resist, they immediately revealed their true colors.

Zhou Qingfeng's heavy machine gun swept across the wave, like a sickle that was cutting wheat, passing through the "Miscellaneous Army". As the grenade exploded, they were even more blown up. Those who were still alive quickly surrendered, and they didn't want to fight in a blink of an eye.

A strange scene appeared on the small field battlefield.

The No. 1 or 200 "Miscellaneous Army" lay on the ground, raised his hands, and looked pitifully at a man holding a heavy machine gun. Three or four hundred fish from the Qingxiang Group in the back were running away at a rapid speed, and ran away to the surrounding area.

The two hundred and fifty rounds of bullet chain didn't last long, and Zhou Qingfeng was actually holding an empty machine gun. But he looked cold and had an absolute advantage in momentum.

Seeing the thick and long gun barrel in the bandit's hand, the "miscellaneous Army" who were still alive, only regretted that they were too unlucky, why did they encounter such a plague god?

Ma Ying stopped the car, grabbed the pistol and rushed to support him. Seeing the casualties and prisoners all over the ground, he truly felt the advantages and deterrence brought by the strong firepower.

The next thing was simple. Zhou Qingfeng was responsible for posing to conquer the scene, and the other eight people happily confiscated their weapons and cleaned the battlefield.

Only then did the ‘Miscellaneous Brands’ realize that their opponents were actually less than ten, three of them were women, and only one could really fight.

However, this one is indeed powerful - at first glance, the machine gun has strong firepower, but the T-type car is used very well. It is simple and fast approaching and detours, directly poking the weakness of the "Miscellaneous Brand Army".

In the short battle, only more than twenty people were killed and injured, and most of the others were surrendered. More than one hundred and forty guns, old and different guns, and several ammunition were confiscated.

Regarding the prisoners, Zhou Qingfeng asked Ma Ying and others to identify them. Most of them could only be released, and a small number were released after interrogation, and only a very small number were executed.

According to the interrogation, this was Dai Douyuan's unit of the 1st Division of the 35th Army of the National Army. After receiving the order, they set out on foot from the garrison, joined the local Qingxiang Group to lead the way, and spent two days catching up with Zhou Qingfeng and others.

Two days? It’s so fast!

Uncle Zhou stayed in a broken village for two days.

The leader of the army was a battalion commander of a national army. He was shot on the chest and had been killed by a machine gun. He had a marching bag hanging on his waist. In addition to fragments, the most valuable one was a map of Changsha surroundings.

Zhou Qingfeng arrested a captured company commander and asked, "Where are we?"

This is really a good question. Uncle Zhou escaped from Changsha City and had no idea where he was.

The captured company commander of the National Army looked at Zhou Qingfeng with a bitter face and thought to himself: "This mangul Zhang Fei is so powerful in the war, but he doesn't know where he is?"

"We are in Qingtaidu."

"Hey, isn't Qingtai even forty kilometers north of Changsha County?"

"Yes, this is Qingtaidu, forty kilometers north of Changsha County. We met Captain Liang of the local Qingxiang Shattering Communist Volunteer Team in the town before we dared to come and fight... to see you."

"Liang Zhenqiu?"

“Yes, yes.”

"Where are others?"

Zhou Qingfeng looked up at the militia armed forces who had already run away, and felt a little ridiculous. He only realized that he had driven in the wrong direction in the middle of the night and had arrived in Qingtaidu, but he had not reached the town.

But the bully Liang Zhenqiu, who was preparing to clean up this time, came to the door...

"Did the person named Liang have already run away?"

"No, no, Captain Liang is lying there."

The bodies that fell on the battlefield were everywhere, and some of them were obviously wearing ordinary clothes. Zhou Qingfeng threw grenades at that time. When he saw that there were many armed people in the area, he also threw one over.

The Type 67 grenade can produce more than a hundred pieces of fragments, and a few pieces will kill Liang Zhenqiu, the largest local bully in the north of Changsha County.

A small half of the back of his head was cut off by a fragment, and his brain was gushing out. After turning over the corpse, the appearance of the corpse was real. The captive identified it, and this was Liang Zhenqiu.

... I searched without any effort when I found it.

After the death of this Liang surnamed Liang, even Ma Ying and others felt that the revolutionary situation had a turning point.

There are more than eight revolutionary parties in Hunan Province. Although grassroots organizations have suffered heavy losses, they can still contact a group of people in every way. Especially if the local peasant army can still be convened...

Ma Ying and others held a meeting to discuss and decided to keep half of the people working in Qingtai to contact the broken peasant army. They started their business again with the hundreds of firearms they had just seized.

The remaining half went to various parts of Hunan Province to convene more comrades to meet. If possible, they would like to establish contact with organizations in other places. In addition, there is also a key task that requires reliable and powerful people to do...

"Brother Zhou, we started the situation again, but the funds and materials are empty, and there are really many difficulties." Fu Fengjun asked in front of Zhou Qingfeng.

"Needless to say, I understand your difficulties." Zhou Qingfeng agreed without hesitation. "I am very happy to help. I originally wanted to open a shop in Changsha to do business.

But I first came to Changsha alone, and I was completely confused and confused. In addition, I saved you and showed my appearance, and it was difficult to openly operate it. I have to find a place where transportation is convenient but no need to show up."

Zhou Qingfeng is 1.85 meters tall, so he is too tall in this era. It is difficult for others to not pay attention to him when he is walking on the road.

"It's good if Brother Zhou can help." Fu Fengjun quickly pulled the Ma sisters over, "It's time to open a shop in Changsha City to facilitate it. Let Shuchun and Zhichun accompany you. They are familiar with the situation in the city and have some care."

The two sisters are only in their teens and are as beautiful as flowers. In decades, they will be a good time to sit in school and study, but now they have to work for the entire country and nation. They are very serious and say that they will be able to cooperate with Zhou Qingfeng.

The two sisters are only in their teens and are as beautiful as flowers. In decades, they will be a good time to sit in school and study, but now they have to work for the entire country and nation. They are very serious and say that they will be able to cooperate with Zhou Qingfeng.

"Okay, let's go now."

Zhou Qingfeng went to check the T-model car. The fuel volume was less than half, but the condition was pretty good. This car has a simple and solid structure, but the riding experience is too poor.

The heavy machine gun without ammunition was left behind. The remaining ammunition was given to Ma Ying and Ma Ying's 'Browning m1900' to Fu Fengjun who set out to the Demon City.
Chapter completed!