allonlinenovel Chapter 157 Bombardment of the Fuso Concession
Chapter 157 Bombardment of the Fuso Concession
Su Zhengyang looked at the group of arrogant Japanese warriors in front of him, who kept speaking bird language or broken Chinese and uttering foul language, and slowly raised his right hand.
"Everyone, get ready. The Fusang warriors are trying to violently attack the manor where I, Su Zhengyang, live. This poses a great threat to my personal safety. Shoot all these thugs immediately!"
Su Zhengyang's words made Kudo Jiayi stand there in a daze, and he felt cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Watching Su Zhengyang take a few steps back and a large number of guards pointing their guns at them with cold eyes, Kudo Jia came to her senses in an instant and shouted in a trembling voice: "Su Zhengyang! There are so many media reporters here recording the whole thing, how dare you act so recklessly?"
"Media reporter? Why didn't I see any?"
After hearing Su Zhengyang's words, Yan Shuangying understood what he meant and walked up to several newspaper reporters supported by Fuso Capital. He drew the pistol from his waist and after a few crisp gunshots, five so-called reporters were shot in the forehead one after another. They fell in a pool of blood without even having time to beg for mercy.
"What a bunch of crap reporters, they are just lackeys that you Fusang raised, holding pens and talking nonsense all day long. Now that the annoying flies have been cleared away, it's time for you to go to hell and meet your Yamata-no-kami."
As Su Zhengyang finished speaking, the soldiers of the guard regiment began to pull the trigger without hesitation. Pieces of blood mist exploded on the chests of these Fuso samurai. After two rounds of volleys, dozens of Fuso samurai, including the leader Kudo Yoshiichi, were almost all shot into sieves.
I have to say that their so-called Bushido spirit is still commendable. Facing the black muzzle of the gun, there were actually seven or eight people who roared, drew their samurai swords and rushed forward. Unfortunately, under such close-range and intensive shooting, it was completely futile.
Li Yunlong carried a Fuso warrior who saw that something was wrong and fell to the ground immediately. Although he was seriously injured, he was not killed on the spot, to Su Zhengyang.
"Governor, there is still one survivor."
Su Zhengyang smiled slightly, walked to the trembling Fuso warrior who collapsed on the ground, squatted down, and slowly said: "Do you understand Chinese? What's your name?"
The thin-looking Fuso warrior in his early twenties swallowed hard, looked terrified, and spoke hesitantly, "Listen, I understand. My name is Yamamoto Taro. I beg Governor Su not to kill me..."
Su Zhengyang reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of Yamamoto Taro's mouth, revealing a kind smile.
"I can not kill you, but you must do as I ask, understand?"
Taro Yamamoto nodded subconsciously.
"You, the so-called Fuso warriors of the Hongkou Dojo, were instructed by Consul Hashimoto Masazan of the Fuso Consulate to break into my residence, Su Zhengyang, with sharp blades and assassinate me, right?"
There was a hint of intense struggle in Taro Yamamoto's eyes. Now he had realized why Su Zhengyang had directly ordered to shoot all these reporters and Fuso samurai. He wanted to accuse the Fuso consulate of intending to murder him.
"I'm giving you a chance to live, you have to seize it. Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to send you to meet your fellow apprentices."
Taro Yamamoto turned his head, took a look at the blood flowing on the ground and the bodies of the Fuso warriors lying all over the ground, and shuddered unconsciously.
"Ha Yi! Governor Su is right! It was Consul Hashimoto of the Fuso Consulate who personally went to the Hongkou Dojo this afternoon and asked my master to lead us to do this. I saw it with my own eyes."
Su Zhengyang nodded in satisfaction, stood up, and said to Li Yunlong beside him: "Bandage his wound. It is this kind of smart person that I admire most."
It was not until the medical soldier carried him into the manor on a stretcher that Taro Yamamoto finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had escaped a disaster. Although he would inevitably be blamed by the consulate in the future, for the moment, nothing was more important than his own survival.
"Send a telegram to Ike immediately! The Totenkopf Division should prepare immediately and send troops to the Fuso Concession in Hongkou District! This damned Hashimoto Masazan actually dared to send people to murder this Governor. I will skin him alive today!"
Su Zhengyang gave an order, and half an hour later, the commander of the SKULL Division, Ike, personally led the armored infantry regiment and two SKULL elite infantry regiments, a total of 9,000 combat troops, and rushed towards the Fuso Concession in Hongkou District with great momentum.
On Su Zhengyang's side, he personally led the Dragon God Special Forces and the Skeleton Division Guard Regiment, set out from the manor, and headed towards the Fuso Consulate fully armed.
At this time, a celebrity dinner hosted by Hashimoto Masazan himself was still being held in the banquet hall of the Fuso Consulate. The atmosphere in the banquet hall had reached its climax. Hundreds of well-dressed Shanghai celebrities were dancing and chatting happily in the banquet hall.
On the sofa in the corner, Hashimoto Masamune looked at Sakai Matsu with sleepy eyes and said, "Sakai, do you think Su Zhengyang will accept Kudo Yoshikazu's challenge?"
Sakai Matsu said respectfully, "Mr. Consul, if Su Zhengyang accepts Kudo Yoshikazu's challenge but is defeated, his reputation will undoubtedly be ruined. But if he does not accept Kudo Yoshikazu's challenge, it can only mean that he is a weak, cowardly sick man of East Asia. This is a naked conspiracy. There is no way to break the deadlock. I think that Su Zhengyang, who is only in his early twenties, cannot be a match for Kudo Yoshikazu, who has been immersed in martial arts for decades."
"Tomorrow, the reporters from those newspapers will hype up this matter. By then, I wonder how Su Zhengyang will be able to put his face aside."
Hashimoto Masazan immediately burst into laughter.
"Su Zhengyang, this audacious Chinese idiot! We in Fuso will make him pay the price this time!"
Hashimoto Masazan was dreaming about the future with great enthusiasm when suddenly, a huge roar was heard and the entire five-story building of the Fuso Consulate shook violently like an earthquake. The guests present were all extremely frightened and ran towards the exit in panic, still in shock. The scene was in great chaos for a while.
"Damn it, what on earth happened? Sakai, go out and check immediately and calm the guests down. Don't let anything go wrong!"
After a brief panic, Hashimoto regained his composure. He arranged for Sakai to maintain order and comfort the guests in an orderly manner, while he walked to the third-floor balcony on the east side of the banquet hall to see what was happening outside.
At this time, thirty-six artillery pieces of different calibers formed an artillery position at the intersection of Wusong Street.
Su Zhengyang looked at the Fuso Consulate compound, where people were blown up and horses were thrown to the ground. The guards had not figured out what was going on and were in a mess. He said coldly: "Keep firing, blow the Fuso Consulate to the ground!"
"Yes, Governor!"