allonlinenovel Chapter 607: Bloodbath in the Austro-Hungarian Concession
Chapter 607: Bloodbath in the Austro-Hungarian Concession
A well-equipped and imposing armored force marched into the Austro-Hungarian Concession in Jinggang City in an orderly manner. These soldiers were dressed in black uniforms, with their shoulder and collar patches shining brightly in the sun, revealing their extraordinary status. Armored vehicles, tanks and various heavy weapons were lined up in a row, exuding a strong aura of killing.
At the front of the team, a colonel brigade commander sat in the command vehicle, his eyes were sharp and his expression was stern. He was wearing a neat military uniform, and his shoulder straps were inlaid with golden stars, which showed his status and majesty. He held the saber high, raised it forward, and issued an order in a loud and majestic voice: "Bloodbath the Austro-Hungarian Concession! No one will be spared! This is an order issued by the president himself!"
With the brigade commander's order, the fate of the Austro-Hungarian Concession in Jinggang City was sealed. Like tigers out of their cages, the soldiers rushed into this former foreign territory and began to wreak havoc.
The first thing that caught my eye was the terrified and desperate eyes of the Austro-Hungarian expatriates. They were used to a life of luxury and comfort, but now faced with the sudden outbreak of war, they seemed so helpless and vulnerable. Women hugged their children and huddled in the corner, crying and begging one after another; men tried to defend their homes with a weak resistance, but in the face of powerful firepower, their resistance seemed so pale and powerless.
In the eyes of the soldiers, these Austro-Hungarian expatriates were no longer high-ranking citizens, but lambs to be slaughtered. They brandished their weapons and ruthlessly slaughtered every Austro-Hungarian they met. On the streets, blood flowed like a river and corpses piled up like mountains. There was no mercy or sympathy on the faces of the soldiers, only indifference and cruelty.
The landmark of the Austro-Hungarian Concession, the Cathedral of St. Mary, was not spared. This majestic building was on the verge of collapse under the ravages of the artillery fire. Soldiers rushed into the church and killed anyone they saw, including priests and believers.
The murals, sculptures and sacred objects in the church were reduced to ashes in the fire. This building, which once carried countless faiths and hopes, is now only a ruin.
The soldiers also focused their attacks on businesses. They rushed into the shops and looted jewelry, antiques, gold and silver. In a short time, all the shops in the concession were looted.
During this catastrophe, some Austro-Hungarian expatriates tried to save their lives and property through negotiations. They knelt in front of the soldiers, clasped their hands together, and begged: "Please, let us go! We are willing to hand over all our property!" But the soldiers turned a deaf ear to these pleas, and continued to wield their weapons, carrying out brutal massacres and looting.
During this disaster, some brave Austrian-Hungarian expatriates tried to organize resistance. They took up arms and fought fiercely with the soldiers. However, in the face of powerful firepower and numerical superiority, their resistance was quickly suppressed. Those brave resisters died heroically in the battle, and their blood stained the streets and buildings red.
As night fell, the Austro-Hungarian Concession in Jinggang City was filled with thick smoke and the smell of blood. The ruins of the Maria Cathedral looked particularly desolate under the moonlight, and the sacred light of the past had long been swallowed by darkness. In the square, a large number of sectarian believers gathered together, their faces were terrified, and their eyes were full of despair and pleading.
"God! Please save us devout believers!" An elderly priest in the crowd struggled to stand up, put his hands together, and shouted to the sky with a trembling voice. His voice echoed in the night sky, resonating with more believers.
"God! Please hear our prayers!" The believers followed the pastor in praying. They closed their eyes and clenched their hands, as if using the power of their faith to resist the coming disaster.
However, their prayers were not answered by the heavens. A group of soldiers stood quietly at the edge of the square, with no expression on their faces, as if the city's wailing and suffering had nothing to do with them. The MG42 squad machine guns in their hands were already aimed at the helpless believers, and the black muzzles flashed a cold light in the moonlight.
"Fire!" With the leader's order, the soldiers began to pull the trigger. The dense bullets poured down like raindrops, instantly tearing the tranquility of the square. The believers screamed in fear and fled in all directions, but in the face of this dense firepower, their resistance seemed so powerless.
"No! God! You should take away these cruel demons!" A young believer shouted desperately. He tried to use his body to block the deadly bullets, but eventually fell in a pool of blood.
The square instantly turned into a hell on earth. Bullets whizzed past, accompanied by the screams and wails of the believers, and the entire square was shrouded in the shadow of death. Blood dyed the ground red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and gunpowder.
During the massacre, some people tried to seek shelter in ruins and corners, hoping to escape. But the soldiers' eyes were as sharp as falcons, searching every possible hiding place, finding the believers one by one, and then ruthlessly ending their lives.
The entire massacre lasted for a long time. When the last believer fell, there was no sign of life in the square. Only the cold corpses and messy ruins silently told the tragic story of the disaster.
On the streets of the Austro-Hungarian Concession, a security force of 600 people gathered together to put up a final resistance.
Holding rifles and with solemn faces, they tried to defend their homes and compatriots with their last bit of courage. However, in the face of the powerful offensive of the Chinese army, their resistance seemed so pale and powerless.
The Chinese army surged in like a tide, and dense artillery fire and bullets poured down like a storm.
Although the Austro-Hungarian security forces were brave, they soon fell into a bitter battle in the face of the advanced weapons and strict tactics of the Chinese army. On the streets, gunshots, artillery fire, explosions, and thick smoke filled the air.
In this brutal battle, neither expatriates nor soldiers were spared.
Innocent expatriates screamed in terror and fled in all directions, but in this chaotic battlefield, they often became the target of bullets. The bodies of the soldiers lay in the streets, their blood dyed the land red, and the entire Austro-Hungarian concession was a river of blood.
The Chinese soldiers carried out Su Zhengyang's orders expressionlessly, meticulously, without any mercy or sympathy. In their eyes, the crimes of the Austro-Hungarians had been remembered, and today's retribution was just the punishment they deserved.
More than a century ago, the Austro-Hungarian Empire, as part of the Eight-Nation Alliance, invaded Beilong City, burning, killing, and looting. They wantonly trampled on China's dignity and territory, bringing great disaster and suffering to the Chinese people. Now, all this has finally been repaid in the Austro-Hungarian Concession.
Buildings on both sides of the street collapsed under the ravages of artillery fire, and flames shot up into the sky. The former prosperity and glory turned into ashes at this moment. The Austro-Hungarian Concession has become the dust of history, and the Chinese soldiers have proved their strength and determination with their actions.
When the battle was over, the entire Austro-Hungarian concession had become a ruin, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and death, which made people shudder.