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Chapter 652: Kill the general and seize the flag!

These three flags have been flying over Hong Kong Island for far too long.
All things considered, it has been more than a century.

Over time, Hong Kong people began to find it perfectly natural, and the public came to accept it as something they liked.
Jiang Hao, Zuo Shou, Xu Gang, Wang Zhijun, and the others followed the leader's gaze and looked at the flag, momentarily lost in thought.

Suddenly, everyone's expressions became extremely agitated. Some people's hands and feet began to tremble, and some people's Adam's apples emitted hoarse sobs.

Slay the generals and seize the flag!

Governor Youde lowered his head, avoiding eye contact, a deep fear surfacing in his eyes.

Yin Zhaotang raised his hand and put it on his shoulder, saying coldly, "I'd like to trouble you, Governor, to lower the flag. My brothers are in the way. You raised the flag the way you raised it back then, and you'll lower it the way you lower it today!"

Yud took two steps back, a sense of resistance welling up inside him. Click, click, the brothers immediately pulled back their bolts and raised their guns at the governor.

Surrounded by dozens of gun barrels, he had no choice but to move forward to the flagpole and stiffly begin to lower the flag.

More than fifty prisoners, with their hands behind their heads, squatted in a corner, quietly raising their eyes to watch the British flag slowly fall.

The brothers could no longer contain their excitement, raised their guns, and pulled the triggers.

"Da da da."

"Da da da."

Gunshots echoed across the mountaintop, serving as firecrackers to celebrate the victory.

"Cool!!!"

"We've taken down the foreigners."

"Damn it, what right do these white devils have to fly their flag in Hong Kong?" The brothers roared, their wolf-like howls echoing throughout the official residence.

They freely expressed their inner emotions.

The first flag, the Hong Kong Island flag, slowly landed and was stepped on. The second flag, the federal flag, was gradually lowered and the long pole was removed.

The third one, the royal banner, fell to the dust, inch by inch.

Perhaps having made a choice, Youde placed the royal flag last, after all, the position of governor was granted by the royal family and was in charge of regional affairs.

When all the flags had fallen, the governor collapsed, kneeling on the ground, clutching the royal flag, and weeping bitterly.

shame!

As governor-general, he ordered the surrender of all three banners.

This is the most shameful act ever committed by a governor in British history. With survivors at the scene, the news will inevitably leak out. Not only will his career be ruined and his reputation tarnished, but he will also be forever branded as Britain's most disgraced governor.

I will repay the Emperor's kindness with my death!
But he lacked the courage to face death, and could only lament in his heart: The waters of Hong Kong are exceptionally cold.

At this moment, Xu Gang, Jiang Hao, and the three men on the left, holding the flags with both hands, stepped onto the platform. Xu Gang first raised the red flag, then the Zhigonghui flag, and then the Zhongyitang flag.

"salute!"

Xu Gang shouted almost instinctively, stood at attention, saluted, and looked at the three flags fluttering in the wind.

Wow.

Everyone, some skilled, some stiff, and some even trying to imitate others in a crooked and awkward way, all had serious expressions and piercing eyes as they bowed in salute.

"Take care of the mess and leave." Yin Zhaotang waved his hand and led his men out of the official residence first. Jiang Hao brought up the rear, raised his pistol, and shot the remaining few VIP protection foreigners one by one, leaving no military personnel alive.

When the brothers returned to Wong Chuk Hang, the British troops stationed in the New Territories had just passed Kowloon and entered Central. Moreover, only one battalion had been deployed; the rest of the troops had to guard the checkpoints.

The police academy temporarily became a military camp for the reformists. That night, Ren Darong finished organizing the affairs of the headquarters and drove over in a hurry. As soon as they met, he stood at attention and saluted: "Mr. Yin, I have not failed you."

“Well done. What are the casualties, guys?” Yin Zhaotang sat in an office, handing Ren Sir a cup of hot tea. The police academy director, wearing a white shirt, accompanied him.

Ren Darong took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, his face grave: "Forty-five men were killed and more than three hundred were slightly injured. This has greatly shaken the police force."

"If the foreigners hadn't withdrawn their troops at the last minute, they would have been in dire straits."

Yin Zhaotang sighed, "To win on the battlefield, there are always sacrifices. Fortunately, we won, and all the brothers received the honor they deserved. Everyone who died for their service received double the allowance, and the expenses were paid by the foreigners."

The loser, besides ceding territory, also has to pay reparations!

When the Financial Secretary saw that even the Governor's troop deployments couldn't suppress the police force, what could he do besides sign off on the funding requests that were submitted to him?
"As for honors and awards, promotions, and internal police affairs, I won't interfere," Yin Zhaotang said. "You can arrange it as you see fit. If needed, both the organization and I personally can lend a hand."

"Thank you, Mr. Yin." Ren Darong did not refuse.

That evening, TVB broadcast a news report about a garrison that had launched a riot and attempted to seize the police headquarters, completely blaming the foreigners for the bloodshed on Arsenal Street.

The Western high command signaled the disbandment of the armed forces, retaining only disciplined troops for administrative management. Furthermore, news quickly spread that the Zu family would be appointing a new governor after Youde's resignation.

Clearly, Great Britain no longer trusted Youde and intended to replace him with a different leader. Disbanding the troops was a signal of submission, hoping to use this concession to complete the century-long lease. Pushing military personnel forward to take responsibility was a way to save face for the incumbent governor and make things easier for the next governor.

Although the British authorities have suffered a complete defeat in military, political, financial, and legal matters, they still have to endure the last few years by maintaining administration and collecting taxes for an extra year.

(End of this chapter)