Super Dictator

Ma Jinxu staggered over and saw that Wei Jichen's face had been blown into disarray, and he couldn't tell the difference at all.

"Mr. Ma, you're here." Li Yunfei's eyes were red and swollen, and his voice was hoarse. He had obviously cried and was too sad.

"Tian Jealous of Yingcai, who did it and how did it happen?" Ma Jinxu murmured. When the facts were before his eyes, he still couldn't believe it.

Wang Huaiqing stood up with his head lowered and said: "The murderers are Japanese people. They planted explosives here to lure you here. It doesn't matter if you are alone. It's so unfortunate..."

"How did you become the captain of the personal soldiers, but you were not alert at all? Do you still deserve to wear the clothes you are wearing?" Ma Jinxu looked at Wang Huaiqing coldly and scolded loudly.

Wang Shizhen stepped forward and persuaded: "General Ma, you can't be resurrected after death. I believe Brother Huaiqing is also very sad. Now that our army has lost its commander, the morale of the army will be in chaos. Maybe the Japanese will take the opportunity to attack. I also ask General Ma to come forward and stabilize the situation as soon as possible." Military spirit.”

Ma Jinxu sat down on the chair slumped and said in frustration: "Zijie's prestige is unmatched by anyone. He is the leader of several armies. After he left, Ma may not have the ability to subdue other armies. He is still Let’s hide the news of Zijie’s death for now and wait until the court appoints a new coach before making it public.”

Wang Huaiqing said anxiously: "The news has spread throughout the city. No matter how much we want to, we can't hide it. Moreover, the man died for the country, so we must make his funeral a glorious one."

Mengzi echoed: "That's right, I don't care about anything else. I only know that adults are vigorous during their lifetimes and cannot remain anonymous after their deaths."

Li Yunfei and Zhang Zuolin remained silent, while Nie Cairong collapsed on the ground. Everything that happened around her had nothing to do with her.

Seeing this, Ma Jinxu could only sigh lightly.

Wang Shizhen's lips moved, but in the end she said nothing.

At this time, Nie Cairong, who had been silent for a long time, got up at some point. He was feeling cold all over his body. He looked at Wang Huaiqing expressionlessly and said slowly: "You just said it was the Japanese who did it. There are many more in this sea city." I want them to be buried with Brother Wei.”

After Nie Cairong finished speaking, she ignored everyone else in the room and walked straight out, preparing to lead her battalion to massacre the Japanese residents in this sea city.

There were three to four hundred Japanese expatriates in Haicheng. These people did not withdraw from China after the war began. Some of them also acted as spies. Of course, Wei Jichen was also secretly monitoring these people.

Seeing Nie Cairong about to walk out the door, Wang Huaiqing was secretly anxious and quickly caught up with her and stopped in front of her.

"What, you dare to stop me?" Nie Cairong's eyes were as cold as the weather outside.

If Wang Huaiqing dared to persuade her even more, he would probably bear the thunderous fire in her heart.

"Wang doesn't dare." Wang Huaiqing didn't dare to look directly into Nie Cairong's eyes, lowered his head and stepped aside.

Li Yunfei came over, glanced at everyone inside, and said coldly: "Rongcai, I'll go with you. You can carry the body back to the government office, and then set up a mourning hall to wait for our return. I will sacrifice the head of the Japanese." Thank you sir."

Ma Jinxu saw that after Wei Jichen died, the Wei Zijun was leaderless and everyone was doing their own thing. No one could convince the rest of the army to stand up.

Looking sadly at Wei Jichen's body lying in the middle of the hall, Ma Jinxu sighed in his heart: This Wei Zijun may be divided from now on. Brother, you had great power and strict control during your lifetime, but it's a pity that you left in a hurry. a little.

"I am about to go back to stabilize the situation. I think the commanders of the armies outside the city must be on their way here after receiving the news. You have taken care of Mr. Wei's funeral. Don't talk about counterattacking Ximu City now. Once Zijie leaves, the morale of the army will be low. "Sure, I'm afraid the Japanese are planning to attack our Haicheng. I will discuss with the commanders of the armies what to do." Ma Jinxu could only brace himself. He didn't know how to clean up the mess left by Wei Jichen.

I hope Song Shuai can stabilize the situation, Ma Jinxu thought in his heart.

On the main road in the center of Haicheng, there was suddenly a rush of horse hoofbeats. Soon, a murderous army emerged from the intersection. The two men in front were Li Yunfei and Nie Cairong.

At this time, the sky was already bright and the people in the city were very frightened because of last night's explosion and rumors. Most of them stayed up all night. In the early morning, they all walked out of their rooms and asked around for news.

At this time, when they saw the army passing by, and the people who knew Li Yunfei and Nie Cairong saw it, their hearts trembled, and they secretly felt that something was not good. The Wei Zijun had never disturbed the people when stationed in the city, and most of the time they trained in the military camp. This time, they appeared in the city on a large scale.

If we think about it again with the rumors last night, I am afraid that General Wei is really in bad condition.

Foreigners and Japanese expatriates all lived in the west of the city. Nie Caerong, dressed in military uniform and without saying a word, led the army directly towards that direction without stopping.

The clever Japanese discovered it and hurriedly ran to the immigrant area to report the news.

"It's not good, it's not good, Wei Zijun's soldiers and horses are coming towards us."

"What do they want?"

When many Japanese heard the shouting, they ran out of the door and asked in panic.

They had certainly heard about the rumors last night, and they were all secretly happy, secretly applauding, thinking it was another great victory for the empire.

This time when I heard Wei Zijun's troops coming, I felt something was wrong.

Immediately, a Japanese voice expressed what everyone was thinking, "Wei Jichen must have been killed in the bombing. These soldiers came to us to vent their anger and avenge him."

"No, it's impossible. We are all law-abiding expats. Besides, this is a gathering place for foreigners. Aren't the Chinese afraid of condemnation from the international community?" A Japanese expatriate said with luck.

"The sergeants of Wei Zijun are all men who kill without blinking an eye. Wei Jichen's status in the minds of the sergeants is very high. I'm afraid something really bad is going on. Go back and pack your luggage and escape from the city."

"Just hurry up, otherwise it will be too late."

All the Japanese expats ran towards their houses in panic.

It's a pity that Nie Cairong didn't give them time to escape at all, just as they were busy packing their luggage.

The thump-dong-dong sound of horse hooves got closer and closer, then suddenly stopped.

Nie Cairong glanced coldly at the Japanese running around on the street, and said decisively: "Kill them, don't leave a single person alive."

"Yes, sir." Several sentry officers were ordered to get down immediately.

The soldiers were divided into four groups and blocked all the exits of the expatriate area. With an order, the soldiers suppressed them fiercely with endless hatred.

"Baga, these Chinese people are really here to kill us. We can't just surrender. For the sake of the empire and your majesty, charge forward."

There were no longer a few Japanese immigrants who hid guns privately, and they immediately rose up to resist.

Bang bang bang, the immigrant area immediately became a mess.

The Japanese hid in the house and secretly fired cold shots outside.

"Burn their turtle shells to prevent the fire." Li Yunfei couldn't help shouting when he saw that a soldier was accidentally shot.

Countless torches flew to various parts of the immigrant community. Although these Japanese people were in China, most of the houses they lived in maintained some domestic styles, all of which were wooden structures. The fires ignited with the wind.

Shrilling screams were heard everywhere. Some Japanese people were on fire and rolled out of the room. They were all shot to death by the soldiers of Wei Zi. Seeing this, other Japanese residents rushed out of the room fiercely and started fighting with the soldiers of Wei Zi. Shooting.

However, civilians are civilians. Even if they have weapons in their hands, they cannot resist the sergeants who are like wolves and tigers and are eager for revenge. What's more, only a small number of them have guns.

This resistance immediately turned into a one-sided massacre.

Without saying a word, the soldiers of Wei Zi aimed their guns at all the Japanese residents, whether they were the elderly, women or children.

The Japanese finally ate the evil they had sown. They dared to carry out a massacre in Lushun. Can't we retaliate with tooth for tooth and eye for eye?

Several foreigners stood on the other side of the street, silently watching the massacre.

"Is this the war in the East? Barbaric and cruel." A foreigner said softly.

"War has always been cruel." Another foreigner said noncommittally, and then continued: "It seems that Wei Jichen is really in danger, otherwise the expressions of these soldiers would not be like this."

The other foreigners nodded in agreement. The Qing general was like a bright meteor, leaving a bright streak in the sky before disappearing.