From Chief to Ball

"Who? We are from Min County. Didn't you say that real Chinese participate in politics? Are we not Chinese? Your behavior is already considered a rebellion. Hurry up and sign this confession, hurry up!"

At this time, there were footsteps and gunshots outside, and more than 50 people rushed in, holding machetes and staring at these people. There was blood on the knives.

At the moment of the stalemate, there was an earth-shattering explosion sound, and the shaking glass buzzed. The sound seemed to be the location of the powder depot in the distance.

More and more people poured in from outside, forcing these young representatives who were here to discuss the issue of buying the franchise into a corner.

The person in the lead picked up a machete that was still dripping blood from the side, walked forward with the confession, stared at a representative and asked, "Do you want to sign?"

These representatives are very clear that once they sign, all previous efforts will be in vain.It is not because of violence, but because these people have signed, which means that they have violated the foundation of the second council. Since all members of the council have signed the confession, it will be meaningless whether to dissolve it. The second council The authority of the society will also be lost.

The voices outside became more and more chaotic, and no one knew what happened. The representatives did not have much experience of killing scenes, and amidst the panic and anger, they finally understood that sometimes words and truths really can't speak out with swords and guns.

The leader held a machete, reached out and grabbed a young council member's neck, patted his face twice and said, "Are you embarrassed to sign? Are you embarrassed in front of so many people? It's okay, let's discuss it in private. sign."

After finishing speaking, he was about to drag the panicked young man away, and more than a dozen people with axes and machetes also grabbed a few of them and carried them out.

None of these council members have weapons on their bodies, including some of the council members of the Mexican Party who have actually received military training.

No knives, axes, or guns.

But it doesn't mean that you really have nothing, and it doesn't mean that you don't have another more powerful weapon.

Seeing that those who had never experienced such a thing were about to be separated, a very ordinary representative of the Mexican party suddenly sounded in front of the crowd.

"Representatives elected by the people of the country! Please stick to the promises you made when you were elected, and respect the trust and power that the people of the country have given us! Death and intimidation cannot frighten us! We have not betrayed the Republic! Long live the republican spirit!"

When the panicked crowd suddenly heard such an uplifting sentence, their flustered mood calmed down, and they stretched out their hands to push those who wanted to push people away.

During the pushing and shoving, another burst of singing sounded from behind, it was a battle song circulated within the Mo Party, with a tune that made blood rush.

"Look at the rising sun of truth rising in the east. The sun shines all over the Republic. We must strive for happiness for the people of our country. How can we be afraid of spilling blood and throwing our heads? From now on, the earth will see light again. Participate in the political republic! Participate in the political republic! Speak out our voice Fight for our rights! People, join hands, shoulder to shoulder, heart to heart. Stand up, people! Stand up, people! Participate in the republic! Participate in the republic! Speak our voices and fight for our rights..."

This song was only sung internally, but with the council movement that started last year, this song, which is in line with the traditional spirit and free from class hatred, quickly spread throughout Fujian.

The passionate tune dissipated the smell of blood on the machetes, and also made the blood in the hearts of these people burn. Unarmed members of the Mexican Party rushed to the front, fighting with those holding machetes, axes and muskets.

The leader was hit by an ax, his head was covered with blood, and he shouted with his last voice: "Sign it! Give me death!"

The cry before death was not exchanged for crying and fear, but more than a hundred radical young people shouted in unison: "Sign it! Give me death!"

Amid the shouts, gunshots rang out, and several members of the Mexican Party who took the lead in the resistance were hit by lead bullets, fell to the ground and twitched, and stretched their hands upwards, as if trying to catch the rising sun of truth in the lyrics...

"The hardcore members of the Mexican Party deserve to die! As for you, if you sign your confession, you will be exiled at most. If you don't sign, it will be their fate!"

The person behind him was holding a stack of black and white photos, next to the members of the Mexican Party who fell on the ground, and grabbed another member of the Mexican Party from the crowd. Without any explanation, he cut off his hands and threw the severed palms towards the crowd to shout and ask. Said: "Sign or not?"

……

Outside the city, an officer looked at the black smoke rising from the explosion of the gunpowder depot in the city just now, and whipped his mount under his crotch with a horsewhip.

The garrison who changed defense in name not long ago did not leave, but joined with the team who came to change defense, carrying guns and spears towards Mincheng.

At the entrance to the city, several members of the security team obviously didn't know what happened in the city. Seeing the densely packed soldiers lined up in long lines, they couldn't help being timid.

A member of the Mexican party in the security team walked up to a junior officer without changing his expression, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Civil turmoil in Fujian City endangers the lives and safety of citizens, enter the city to stabilize the situation! Get out of the way!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the whip and whipped the young man in the face of the security team, but the young man quickly pulled the whip and said coldly: "Please show the request from the sheriff or the council. Without written documents, the army cannot Entering the city at will is the rule of the founding of the country."

"There are priorities, and there are laws and regulations, but are you responsible for what happened?"

"I only recognize the decrees of the council or the sheriff."

The officer snorted and rushed forward regardless of the man's obstruction.

The young man took out his blunderbuss and shot it towards the sky, and then blew a special, extremely sharp whistle. After blowing three times in a row, there was also a faint whistle sound from a place in the city.

boom……

The officer took out his blunderbuss and shot at the young man who was blowing the whistle, and the army officially entered Mincheng.

The young man felt as if his back had been hit with a sledgehammer. The burning sensation overwhelmed the pain. He pressed his tongue against the warning whistle, but found that he couldn't draw his last breath...

Chapter 95 Not afraid

Naval port.

Chen Siwen was put under house arrest in the room by several officers. As he was getting older, he smiled and asked the newly sent officers, "Where's the warrant?"

"There's no warrant. We're just going to counter the insurgency."

"Let me ask again, where is the warrant?"

"Not now, it will naturally be made up after the rebellion is suppressed."

Chen Siwen sighed, shaking his gray hair and mockingly said: "A bunch of idiots! Without a warrant, if something goes wrong, you'll be scapegoats!"

"If the suppression is successful, it will not be for the dead, but a meritorious service in countering the rebellion."

"If it's really a meritorious service, why didn't the above issue a warrant? They want to suppress it, but they don't want to take responsibility and infamy. They have no guts! They are immeasurable! Those people in the capital have degenerated like this now? If they really shout out, they want to suppress them. I respect them for being a man, a bunch of cowards. Being frightened like this by a few bombs from the Justice Radical Youth Association, it's hard to make a deal, how can they have the demeanor of their grandparents when they fought the unification war?"

He didn't know what happened at all, but the ups and downs of these years made it easy for him to think clearly about some people's thoughts.

Reading newspapers many years ago, people from the Justice Radical Youth Club threw two glycerin bombs at the officials’ homes in order to resist newspaper censorship. responsibility.

This was something Chen Siwen despised.

Looking at these officers, Chen Siwen suddenly asked: "What if the suppression fails? Have you thought about the consequences?"

"Of course someone will come forward, so you don't need to worry about it. Please don't force us."

"I'm saving you. Whoever dares to stand up now and shout that I am against the republic, and I don't care about the life and death of the bottom? Whoever dares to say that, there will be other families who stand up and call us to take care of the life and death of the bottom. This person dares to claim that he represents the interests of the common people even if he kills him. Do you really think that the top is monolithic?"

"Stupid old man, stop talking nonsense, do you think you understand? Do you understand that you are already sixty and still a school officer?"

Chen Siwen snorted, and said in his heart that if it wasn't for my son's son-in-law of a good big family to engage in the Mohist Party, I would have become an admiral and wiped out the puppet Qi's navy.

Thinking of his son in the city, there was no worry, resentment, unwillingness or sadness, but a smile.

"If you seek benevolence, you will be the same."

After saying this, he stopped humming, stood up straight as he was when he was young, sorted out the military uniform he hadn't changed in many years, and sat quietly on the chair, closing his eyes and not speaking.

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The Central Party Headquarters of the Mexican Party.