Anti-Qing: Starting from the Jintian Uprising

Chapter 379 Conflict breaks out!

Afterwards, after sending Desen out, Fu Chang sat back on the stool in his office and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

He was thinking about how to deal with the aftermath of killing the wrong person.

First of all, the pirates who committed the crime must be killed.

On the one hand, it is to silence people.

On the one hand, it is also to give justice to victims such as Lin Guangfa.

What should be done with Songchai and others who were wrongly killed?
Fu Chang didn't care.

They are just a bunch of natives. If they die, they die. Do you really want them to pay with their lives?

The only thing Fu Chang felt thankful for now was that the Dutch side agreed to keep it a secret for him.

As long as the Dutch can keep it secret, then there won’t be any problem!
……

However, just as the Tang Dynasty was working on dealing with the aftermath of the case.

A piece of news began to spread in the city of Batavia.

The Guangweilou murder case was a false accusation. Songchai and others were made scapegoats. The real murderer was someone else. The Tang Concession Police Station killed innocent people indiscriminately...

With the deliberate instigation of the Dutch authorities!

This news quickly caused an uproar inside and outside Batavia, causing great anger among the natives.

Under the organization and guidance of some people, a group of natives gathered together and came to the outside of the Tang Concession to march and demonstrate.

"Give me justice!"

"Kill for life!"

"The Tang State must be held accountable for this unjust, false and wrong case!"

"Revenge! Revenge!"

These natives even attempted to attack the concession.

But he was stopped by the security forces in the concession.

There was a scuffle between the two sides at the entrance to the concession, with shouts and curses.

……

Concession Police Station.

Office of the Commissioner of Police.

Wu Tianhai, the chief of the Concession Police Station, and Wang Hui, the patrol captain, sat together.

Fu Chang stood in front of them with his hands hanging down, looking embarrassed.

"Xiao Fu, what kind of thing are you doing?"

"How could they arrest and kill the wrong person?"

Wu Tianhai looked very disappointed.

Wang Hui also said with a cold face.

"It's fine if you catch the wrong person or kill the wrong person. If you can handle the whole thing, we can turn a blind eye."

"But this is the beginning and the end of your treatment?"

"Those natives have surrounded the concession, clamoring and making a fuss, demanding that the Tang Dynasty give them an explanation!"

"Fu Chang, tell me, how should we deal with this matter?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Chang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Taking a deep breath, Fu Chang seemed to have made a decision and spoke.

"Captain, I am willing to take responsibility for this matter and resign from my position as captain."

Fu Chang finally decided to take the responsibility.

The reason is very simple. He is a soldier of the Tang Dynasty. As a soldier, he should naturally take responsibility.

Upon hearing this, Wang Hui looked at Fu Chang with admiration.

He likes subordinates who are responsible.

Wu Tianhai made the final decision.

"You don't have to resign. Xiao Fu, you should suspend your duties for a while."

"Afterwards, the agency will allocate 200 silver dollars, and you will take people to give it to the Kanaka tribe as compensation."

"We killed the wrong person, so we must compensate."

"But that's all!"

"But if the natives want to push their limits, we won't allow them to do so."

In those days, the so-called human rights movement had not yet emerged.

The lives of the indigenous people are really worthless.

In other words, the Tang Dynasty still had some shame, and even though they killed the wrong person, they arranged for Fu Chang to be temporarily suspended from his post and to make compensation.

If it was Britain, France and other Western countries that were used to being tyrannical, they would have killed someone by mistake, and it would be impossible to compensate them.

If you don't want the face you give me, I'll give you two bullets to taste!
Well, the great powers are really capable of doing such things.

Upon hearing this, Fu Chang bowed immediately.

"Thank you, Director, and thank you, Captain!"

At this moment, a burst of continuous gunfire suddenly came from outside.

The expressions of the three people in the office changed rapidly.

Wu Tianhai hurriedly called a guard and ordered him to go and investigate what was going on.

Not long after the guard went out, someone came to report.

"Report!"

"Director, something big has happened."

"The natives are attacking the concession and clashing with our brothers. Shots have already been fired!"

Wu Tianhai couldn't help but frowned and asked.

"Who fired first?"

The man who came to report saw this and responded.

"Commander, it was the natives who fired the first shot."

"The brothers wanted to settle the matter peacefully, but someone from the natives opened fire first and injured one of our brothers."

"Then, we fired back!"

The Dutch had been operating in Batavia for such a long time, and with the exchanges and trade between the two sides, the natives actually had a certain number of guns and firearms.

Although the quantity and quality are not much.

Before Wu Tianhai could say anything, Wang Hui, who was standing beside him, slammed the table and said.

"Fuck you, you dare to fight with my brothers."

"These natives are really taking advantage of you."

"Damn it, tell the brothers to pull those machine guns out of the armory for me."

"If these natives refuse to give me face again, I'll beat them up!"

You know, when Wang Hui's troops were sent to Batavia for garrison, they were demobilized and reorganized into a police force.

This whole also includes military weapons.

In order to ensure the safety of Batavia, Li Yi even strengthened the armament of Wang Hui's troops.

They were equipped with a few more heavy machine guns to strengthen their heavy firepower!
When Wang Hui's order was issued, a guard who had just been waiting outside the door immediately clasped his fists in response, then turned around to convey the order. Fu Chang also left, preparing to bring people to reinforce the battle.

Wu Tianhai called his secretary and was about to say something.

Just at this moment, an official came in from outside, strode up to Wu Tianhai and the other man, and spoke.

"Director Wu, Captain Wang, and District Chief Song invite you two to come to the government office to discuss matters."

The District Chief Song here refers to Song Zhengqing, the district chief of the Borneo Special Economic Development Zone.

A fifth-rank imperial official was only one level lower than a fourth-rank prefect.

He was the chief officer of the Tang Concession in Batavia.

Wu Tianhai and Wang Hui agreed immediately, then left the police station together and headed towards the government office.

The development zone government office is not far from the police station, just across the street.

Soon, Wu Tianhai and Wang Hui arrived at the meeting room of the yamen.

Song Zhengqing was sitting in the first seat. When he saw the two people come in, he immediately started scolding them.

"Who can tell me what's going on outside?"

"What did your police department do?"

Song Zhengqing is very angry now.

But the reason was not because Songchai and other indigenous people were wrongly killed, but because the police station did not handle the matter properly, which led to the leak of the matter.

This is what led to the indigenous people harassing the concession today!

Upon hearing this, Wang Hui immediately stepped forward and spoke.

"Sir, it's my fault."

"I am willing to take responsibility!"

Fu Chang is his subordinate, and now that something is wrong, Wang Hui naturally has to protect him.

Song Zhengqing heard this and waved his hand.

“Now is not the time to hold people accountable.”

"The most important thing now is to calm the situation down first."

"Otherwise, if those natives really break into the concession, the government will definitely hold us accountable. This consequence is something neither you nor I can afford."

When Wang Hui heard this, his expression immediately froze, and then he said.

"Don't worry, sir. I will dispatch people to guard the entrance and exit of the concession to ensure that no natives can break into the concession."

After hearing this, Song Zhengqing nodded with satisfaction.

Then he said.

"Besides that, send someone to contact the Dutch."

"Request them to send troops to suppress the indigenous riots. We, the Tang Dynasty, will cooperate with them."

Song Zhengqing currently has no idea that the Dutch are behind this incident.

To him, this was Batavia.

Since the natives are rioting, the Dutch should be more anxious than the Tang Dynasty.

Upon hearing this, Wu Tianhai immediately clasped his fists in agreement.

"Don't worry, District Chief. I'll let my subordinates follow up on this matter."

After hearing this, Song Zhengqing nodded with satisfaction.

Then he walked to the window and looked through it in the direction where the gunshots and noise came from.

His face was solemn!

He had a bad feeling in his heart.

……

boom!Boom!

Gunfire rang out.

Behind the makeshift sandbag fortifications, a row of Tang Concession patrol police squatted.

Fu Chang pulled the bolt and put a bullet into the magazine.

Then he aimed his gun and pulled the trigger.

With a bang, a ball of blood exploded on the chest of a native who was rushing in the front.

The person died immediately.

"beat!"

"Hit me hard!"

Fu Chang yelled at the top of his lungs.

Keep pulling the trigger and shooting.

It seemed as if he wanted to vent the anger that had accumulated in his heart.

The sound of gunfire echoed across half the street.

Those natives who rushed forward retreated unwillingly, leaving behind a field of corpses.

In such narrow streets, it was not easy for the natives to break through the blockade of the Tang Concession patrol police.

However, those natives did not give up. Just after being beaten down, they rushed forward again, roaring.

"Kill!"

"Kill all these Tang people."

"For the sake of the great gods, let these Tang people pay with their lives..."

"..."

Seeing this, Fu Chang strode to a rotary machine gun, pushed the machine gunner away, and stood behind the machine gun himself.

"Get away and let me come!"

The ammunition handler jammed the ammunition belt into the feed chamber and loaded the bullets.

Fu Chang took a deep breath and aimed the gun forward.

Seeing that the natives were about to rush over, he began to turn the handle of the machine gun.

The next moment, gunshots rang out.

As bullet casings were ejected one after another, the muzzles of the machine guns began to spit out flames in turn.

Dada! Dada!

A barrage of bullets swept across, and the natives who were rushing forward in black were mowed down in large numbers like wheat being cut.

In such a narrow environment as the streets, it is perfect for machine gun fire and street blocking.

Amid the sound of gunfire, broken limbs and arms were scattered all over the ground and blood flowed like a river.

Some natives were swept by bullets and were shot into sieves, but they were still alive and let out bursts of screams and wails.

In just a moment, the natives slowed down their construction of the concession.

Every face was filled with deep fear.

But Fu Chang felt unusually excited by the scene before him.

It seemed as if blood was burning in his heart!
The pleasure of killing enemies on the battlefield is truly nostalgic.

(End of this chapter)