Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A burst of rapid gunfire sounded, and the soldiers of the patrol battalion who were still pulling with the baggage battalion were all blooming on their chests, staring at the ground and dying with their eyes open. The officers and soldiers of the baggage battalion, who were so close, were startled and hurriedly pushed back and looked vigilantly at the shadows in the corner of the street where the gunfire sounded.

The sound of chaotic and rapid footsteps came, and a group of gun-carrying figures rushed out of the corner of the street. Using the flame light, Chuanjia carefully distinguished it. The next moment, his face was extremely excited: "The New Restoration Association is the comrades from the New Restoration Association to support us!" Fortunately, he was a little vigilant and did not shout out Wang Jin, who was in the shadow of our family rushing to the country.

New Restoration Meeting? Comrade?

The officers and soldiers of the baggage battalion gathered at the gate of the military camp looked at each other for a long time and thought that Captain Fan was indeed a revolutionary party...

Boom!

With a violent explosion, the thick smoke rose into the sky, and the strong thighs of the wooden camp gate was blown up to pieces. Even the soldiers of the baggage camp who had been hiding dozens of meters away felt the strong wind blowing on their faces, and their faces were burning with pain. Fan Chuanjia was very excited, and before the smoke had dissipated, he couldn't wait to motivate the soldiers around him to support the uprising army outside the city.

However, the soldiers in the camp were unwilling to go with him to die. Except for a few backbone of the New Army Revolutionary Party, most of the soldiers in the baggage battalion guarded the "unrecognized" camp gate. Although they were not thinking about it, none of them wanted to go out to take a look, and they were quietly waiting for the subsequent development of the situation.

They are not stupid, and they are at a disadvantage no matter how they compare the new army revolutionary party. So what if they can achieve temporary victory? How long can they resist the crazy counterattack of the court? Fortunately, most of them are sensible people, and have received the influence of revolutionary ideas, and have a natural sympathy for the revolutionary party. Especially after the new governor made a decision that was obviously unfavorable to the new army, they felt more sympathy for the revolutionary party in the new army. They did not join the revolutionary party, but they would not betray the revolutionary party in the new army, which was a statement of strict neutrality!

Fan Chuanjia was very regretful, and his face was full of Luo Mo's expression and couldn't say much. He was a rare moderate in the revolutionary party. He would not do the kind of arrogant act that would be beaten to death with one stick if he had a disagreement. He waved goodbye to the brothers in the camp, and then hurriedly disappeared into the noisy night under the guidance of Wang Jin and other soldiers of the New Resurrection Society.

Wang Jin admired Fan Chuanjia's rare "rational" faction. It can be seen that this guy has a good reputation in the baggage camp. When he left just now, many of the baggage camp soldiers guarding at the gate of the camp showed worries on their faces. This is a proof. Whether they are worried about their future and future or about Fan Chuanjia's safety, it is worth nostalgia, right?

"Wang, President Wang, why are you here?" Fan Chuanjia asked curiously on the way forward. His eyes inadvertently glanced at the members of the Xinguang Refuge Association carrying a flash of cold light, and he felt indescribable envy and hatred. He didn't know how the Xinguang Refuge Association operated, but he actually got so many good guns. Although the equipment of the Xinguang Refuge was not bad, it might be better, but it was always inconvenient to take the ammunition supply in the hands of the government. Can you still ask Zhu Jiabao to take out the ammunition to arm the rebel army? Don't drive it all.

Another thing is that he had never had the opportunity to deal with Wang Jin. He communicated with the mysterious leader of the New Resurrection Association in front of him, who was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wanted to get rid of it. He was really uncomfortable and he spoke in a stuttering manner.

"Haha, the riots and explosions in the city were made by us, and they will naturally appear at the most critical moment." Wang Jin turned around and smiled slightly, pointed at the empty hands of him and the comrades in the surrounding baggage camp and asked in confusion: "What's going on? We are doing a beheading business now. The guys at the enemy are not kidding. Why are you holding your weapons without your hands?"

"This, this..." Fan Chuanjia's old face turned red and hesitated and couldn't speak out. Still a new army revolutionary comrade who was following him couldn't see it and interrupted: "Oh, let's tell me, Yu Dahong has a very strict control over our weapons and ammunition, and each person usually only has five bullets a day. Although the loss of our training is not large, it is unlikely to have any inventory. We can only live a dry life with a shitty life. There are not many guns in our baggage camp, and if there is no ammunition supply, it is better than a fire stick. The comrades of the New Restoration Association are happy, and the guns are sophisticated and bullet-friendly that they are enviable!"

"Ahem!" Fan Chuanjia was so angry that he hurriedly interrupted his comrades' envy and jealousy. He was really helpless. The dignified regular army was not as good as a group of militia armed forces. I don't know whether to cry or laugh. But this is not the time to sigh, and the dense sound of gunfire in the direction of the city wall echoed in his ears. Now the most important thing is to break through the Anqing city gate with the inside and outside!

Wang Jin is still optimistic about comrades like Fan Chuanjia, who is gentle and capable. He heard that the Xinjun was responsible for contacting the outside world. It seems that he is also a social activist with good ability. He did not make any comments and mocked their embarrassment. He reached out to take the quick gun and a hundred rounds of bullets behind him, and stuffed it into his hand without saying a word.

"This, this, this is a bit bad..." Fan Chuanjia's face was flushed, and he was embarrassed to take the fast gun and the link. He grabbed it tightly and obviously felt less polite than he said.

"Haha, what's the politeness of all revolutionary comrades?" Wang Jin waved his hand indifferently, and saw the other New Army comrades with wolf-like eyes. He smiled in his heart and didn't point it out, and suggested: "Comrade Fan, I still have some weapons and equipment, why don't we go over and get it first? The ancients said it well, if you want to do something good, you must first sharpen your weapons!"

Tea and Mi Chuan Jia was a little hesitant. According to his ideas, the better he would meet with the rebel army. But the other comrades were not very happy. They ran to attack the strictly guarded North City Gate with bare hands. Aren’t they going to kill themselves by hitting the stones? Of course, there is no need to doubt their enthusiasm for revolution and fighting spirit. They just felt that there was a better way out and opportunity, so there was no need to hold on to their stubbornness.

In short, half unwilling and half forced, the Revolutionary Party, who had just rushed out of the camp, took out the stored firearms and ammunition from the secret stronghold not far away, and couldn't help but be very motivated and praised the assistance of the New Restoration Association. Although most of the guys they had on hand were birds, they were not strong without bare hands, right?

Wang Jin smiled slightly, Xiaoshu's first move was effective...
Chapter completed!