In the Eight Town Engineering Camp, the beds and floors in each room were filled with white towels and other uprising items for distinction.

Xiong Bingkun looked at the pocket watch anxiously. According to the plan, he was originally planning to do something during the evening exercise, because all the soldiers were performing at that time, which was easy to motivate. However, Zhang Biao Laogou suddenly ordered the cancellation of all troops' evening exercises, which delayed the plan again.

But what he was most anxious about was not this, but the bullet!

As an old man in the literary club, he is not as impetuous as those of Sun Wu, who came from outside. Over the years, they have been working hard and working hard and have been secretly developing the grassroots. Even though the previous major change of defense has left many people, there are still many comrades in Wuchang City, and it is not a problem to raise two or three thousand people outside. Especially the engineering battalion in front of him, nearly half of the soldiers are already comrades, so he is not short of people but bullets now!

Wuchang City is a military city. Unlike Hanyang and Hankou, the 42-Ball in there, it is already a super big tiger. Moreover, because the on-duty troops can leave three bullets, their bullets were taken away. Fortunately, Yang Hongsheng said that there were some at home, but it has not been taken back until now, which made him a little anxious.

During the day, Xiaochao Street was destroyed and the news that Liu Fuji and other heroes were killed with generous death have made everyone's eyes red. Even the soldiers who did not join the party sympathize with each other. This is the best opportunity to take action, but... bullets!

Nothing is wrong without bullets. Although Chu Wangtai has brothers as his inner supporters, the remaining bannerman Ku Bing is not a vegetarian. What should we do? Seeing that everyone's faces are getting more and more serious, Xiong Bingkun knew that he could not wait any longer, so he simply gritted his teeth and said, "Get ready."

Hearing this, the soldiers who had been waiting for the orders all jumped up like hunting dogs, and white towels were quickly tied to their arms. The eighteen star flag that had finally been pieced together was also opened. Due to the lack of bullets, many people simply pulled out the bayonet.

At this moment, Yang Hongsheng finally came. Not only did he come, but a soldier who volunteered to steal the officer's bullets also came back. The 150 bullets finally made Xiong Bingkun breathe a sigh of relief.

The sound of bullets loading caused quite a stir. An officer passing by outside the door immediately walked in after hearing this. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xiong Bingkun rubbing the gun with the soldiers, and then he saw that they had white towels tied to their arms. He immediately understood what was going on. He was so scared that he said: "Brother, I know you are going to do a big thing tonight. I will never stop you or sue you. I just ask you not to attack me. I will give you more tolerance when you have any regrets to your brothers."

Xiong Bingkun recognized this officer, whose name was Fang Dingguo, and he was not too bad in normal times, so he said directly: "We are all Han people, and we will never kill each other."

Seeing this, Fang Dingguo finally breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking about it, he pulled out his pistol and took off the bullets inside and handed them to Xiong Bingkun. He went out without saying a word. As soon as he walked downstairs, he saw Luo Ziqing.

Luo Ziqing is a first-class assistant in the engineering battalion. He is a 27-year-old soldier. He is the only officer in the new army who went to Germany to study with Yue Peng. In fact, he knew that something was going to happen tonight, so he immediately turned his eyes to the upstairs after seeing his face. Fang Dingguo did not dare to speak, but just nodded.

Luo Ziqing patted his shoulder to show comfort and walked away from the building. When he saw Xiong Bingkun and others, he immediately asked, "Is it a platoon of killing officials tonight?"

"There is a certain amount of order. In order to seize power, we will not kill indiscriminately if we don't resist!" Xiong Bingkun did not dare to be arrogant when he saw Luo Ziqing. He knew that this person had real skills and never insulted soldiers. He also defended them in public many times. The eight towns and even the entire new army's younger generation were also very prestigious. If he wanted to stop him, he believed that the remaining half of the soldiers would never participate.

Seeing Luo Ziqing not speaking, Xiong Bingkun simply gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Jiwu (Luo Ziqing), have you ever drunk foreign ink or a serious graduate of the Moral School? With your ability, you should have been the norm and coordinated. But the Manchu Tatars had no idea about Taishan, only knowing how to make money and harm others, and even brought Yang Qiu's husband to power! Now the Manchu Tatars have exhausted their energy, and it is the time to restore my Han Dynasty. In my opinion, you might as well follow us! As long as you say a word, we will listen to you. From now on, no one will fight back if you fight or kill!"

"I have something to go out tonight, so you can take care of it." Luo Ziqing was silent for a moment, walked to the bed and looked at the somewhat rough Eighteen Star Flag, frowned fiercely, but when he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped: "It's all robes... If you can... don't hurt everyone's lives."

Luo Ziqing did not agree to be the commander, and made Xiong Bingkun secretly say it was a pity. You should know that the people who were preparing to do the work at this moment were soldiers and no officers could be found. Everyone relied on their passionate spirit, but there was no one who really knew how to fight, so they were also a little nervous.

But time has not waited for anyone, and the list has fallen into Ruicheng's hands. Maybe the patrol camp and the military and police will come in the next moment, so I simply forgot about this matter for the time being and took everyone to continue preparing.

Luo Ziqing walked out of the dormitory and saw Fang Dingguo still there in a daze. He knew that he was really scared and there were no bullets in the gun, so he removed three shots from the pistol and handed them to him: "Go home, have a good sleep, the sky falls and it won't stop us."

Fang Dingguo still had the heart to sleep. When he saw him leaving, he hurriedly grabbed him and asked, "Ziqing, where are you going?"

In fact, Luo Ziqing had no idea what to do. He went abroad to Germany to defend his country. Now that the country is no longer a country, his family is in danger, so he doesn't know how to answer. He just thought of the flag with only eighteen stars and always felt a knot. He smiled bitterly in his heart: "42-Biao Jiaoguan Yue Peng is my friend. I heard that he is now a deputy supervisor in Hankou, and it is far away from Wuchang. I will go there first to see the situation."

Fang Dingguo originally wanted to take refuge with him, but his family was in Wuchang City, so he had to part ways. Luo Ziqing looked behind him again, and suddenly felt a kind of fatigue and heartbreak that he had never felt before. He took a deep breath and disappeared into the darkness.

Fang Dingguo and Luo Ziqing both left, which made Xiong Bingkun feel both a pity but also relieved. He quickly found his betrothed brother Tao Qiyuan in the army, because Tao Qiyuan's brother was Zhengmin and offended a lot of people in normal times. He was afraid of chaos and made a mistake and kindly reminded him not to stand up when he was upset.

Tao Qiyuan was moved in his heart and immediately prepared to go to his brother to persuade him not to stand up. Unexpectedly, as soon as he went downstairs, he saw his brother Tao Qisheng and two guards about to go upstairs, but quickly stopped him and said, "Brother, don't go up. If it really doesn't work, go back and rest."

Although Tao Qisheng didn't like the Manchus, he always felt that soldiers should look like soldiers and should not interfere in political affairs, so he pushed his younger brother away and rushed upstairs.

But he walked into the wrong door and did not come to Xiong Bingkun's dormitory and rushed to Jin Zhaolong. When he entered the door, he saw Jin Zhaolong brushing his gun. There were several soldiers with white towels on his arms loading bullets into the gun. His face suddenly became serious and he asked, "It's not that I'm the same as the night tonight, why do you hold weapons?"

"There is nothing else, be careful." Jin Zhaolong knew that Tao Qisheng was Tao Qiyuan's brother, and also knew that Tao Qiyuan was Xiong Bingkun's brother, so he didn't want to kill him and deal with it.

"Beware of it!" Tao Qisheng jumped up excitedly: "I said that as a soldier, you should not interfere in political affairs, just be our soldiers. How is it different from those bandits and thieves like this?!"

Jin Zhaolong became angry when he was yelled like this, and he jumped up and shouted with a angrily brow and said, "Tao Qisheng, I will give you a step for your brother's sake. Don't be shameless. I just want to rebel. What do you want!"

Tao Qisheng didn't talk to him, and said to the guards behind him, "Removed his gun." Hearing this, all the soldiers next to him stood up, and the guns were so scared that the guards didn't even dare to move. The dormitory suddenly became extremely nervous.

Seeing that the guards did not move and the soldiers dared to raise their guns toward each other, Tao Qisheng was angry and stepped forward and grabbed Jin Zhaolong's gun. Because he was afraid of hasty shooting, the two of them immediately started to fight.

Tao Qisheng is tall and big. He is much tougher than lazy guys like Jin Zhaolong for many years. After a few strokes, he threw the soldier away and grabbed the gun. Seeing that the gun was about to be taken away, Jin Zhaolong shouted anxiously: "Let's shoot, why are you still standing there!"

The shout immediately woke everyone up from their ignorance. Soldier Lu Zhengying raised his gun and pointed it at Tao Qisheng's head with a shot.

Bang!

No one expected that at 7 o'clock on the night of October 10th of 1911, Wuchang's first shot was his biological brother who was also a party member.

The gunshots that suddenly exploded in the dark night were like a charge horn. All the soldiers who were preparing rushed out of the barracks. Tao Qizheng downstairs shivered when he heard the gunshots. When he ran upstairs, he found that his brother had already covered his head and fell in the middle of the aisle. Blood kept leaving his body, dyeing the entire aisle red.

Looking at his younger brother, Tao Qisheng stretched out his bloody hand, but he didn't know where he got the strength to hold his hand, but because his throat was covered with blood, he couldn't make a sound for a while, and could only whimper.

Tao Qizheng pulled his brother hard and shouted for the medical soldiers desperately, but who had time to pay attention to him at this time? Teams of uprising soldiers ran past him, and no one looked at him any more. The result made him feel like he had turned into a wooden man, and his mind was blank.

Before the revolution began, his brother fell into a pool of blood. This result was something he never dreamed of, and the person who killed him was the brothers he usually called.

Seeing that his brother's face began to turn dark, Tao Qizheng knew that his brother would not be able to survive. He looked at Jin Zhaolong and Lu Zhengying who were inciting soldiers to shoot at the sky outside. He grabbed the gun and wanted to take revenge. But when he moved his body, he found that his brother was still holding his hand and his nails were about to be locked into his flesh. No matter how he shook it, he would not let it go.

"Go back...get home, don't be a soldier." Tao Qisheng's fingers gradually loosened, and there was already a loud gunfire outside!

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