Both sides were beaten so hard by Zhao Chuanxin that they dared not show their faces.
Before World War I, not all countries had enough money to equip their armies with weapons at will.
The equipment commonly used by the military is basically not the latest and most advanced weapons.
This team of 150 people has two machine guns, which is already very difficult.
When Zhao Chuanxin saw the retreating US troops in the telescope and pushed in a six-pound rapid-fire cannon, he frowned.
He shouted to the residents below, "Run east, don't stay at home, take shelter in the small square, they are going to fire."
When the Chinese below heard this, they were shocked. Losing color, he ran eastward in panic.
Zhao Chuanxin was not idle either. After speaking, he ran eastward on the tightly packed rooftop.
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Several artillery bombardments came over where he was, three of which hit houses, causing wooden boards to fly and dust to fly.
There is no real intention to raze this place to the ground. After all, they still need Chinese workers to do some menial jobs and help them build roads and lay railroad tracks.
After firing a few shots, they stopped the artillery attack, feeling that they had suppressed the opponent and destroyed the "high ground".
So, we started to approach Chinatown.
Zhao Chuanxin did not continue to shoot, but ran on the roof with his waist bent.
The terrain got higher and higher as he went east, but he felt like walking on flat ground while running on the roof.
Chinatown is a very peculiar place. Not all the buildings here are Chinese-style, there are also many Western-style buildings. There are many small buildings with two and three floors.
However, you can see that the people traveling through the period are all Chinese workers with big braids.
Seemingly feeling that Zhao Chuanxin was completely suppressed, groups of U.S. troops began to enter Chinatown.
At this moment, gunfire rang out.
Zhao Chuanxin fired at the American troops on the street in a residential building. The Madsen machine gun was very reliable in killing people. When people were next to each other, they could be mopped down in one shot. More than ten people came.
The beating made the others unable to lift their heads and looked for bunkers to cover themselves.
When the gunfire stopped, they began to fight back, shooting at the house.
When they rushed in, they saw that the glass windows in the private house had been neatly cut open, and the building was already empty.
Gunshots rang out from time to time on the street.
sporadically American troops fell.
They had no choice but to deal with the elusive Zhao Chuanxin.
Zhao Chuanxuan took out the five Madsen machine guns in turn to use them for easy cooling.
The window on the second-story building was opened, Madson set it up, glanced at the American soldiers below who were as cautious as if they were entering a village, and then turned around and left.
As long as the gun is fired by Zhao Chuanxin, someone will inevitably fall.
This has become an iron rule, and all the US troops present are frightened.
The battle lasted for half an hour, with nearly forty American casualties.
They had lost their will to fight and began to retreat.
A Yankee stood up and shouted, "Why don't you come out and talk?"
I don't know where someone shouted, "Go tell Roosevelt and ask him to cancel the Chinese exclusion." Bill, otherwise not only today, I will go to your other cities to kill people. I will kill the police in the entire west and cause your army to suffer heavy casualties until he agrees to do it."
Hide in Yu Wenxuan and his men in a nearby house also heard the conversation and looked at each other for a moment.
It turns out that he was fighting for the Chinese Exclusion Act
"This is not something I can decide. You put down your arms first, and we will solve it peacefully."
"I'm sorry. , will not lay down our weapons, either I die or Roosevelt agrees."
"Then, we will kill you here with huge casualties."
"Haha. , I smiled at the sky with my sword across my shoulder, go and save your liver and gallbladder, let me see how many of you will die."
At this time, the US military captured more than a dozen Chinese and used guns. He held their heads and said, "If you don't come out, I'll shoot them."
"Okay, you do it."
Zhao Chuanxin didn't take it seriously." You kill one, and I'll kill ten of you."
The Chinese shouted, "Don't shoot, it's none of my business."
Bang
He fell down. .
Tata Tata
The U.S. military was attacked again, and only five were killed, not ten.
"Haha, come on, shoot. If you die, you will die. What are you afraid of?"
"Crazy, this is a madman"
"He doesn't He will surrender but will not compromise. He doesn’t care about the lives of the Chinese here.”
If you want to minimize casualties, you have to fight to the end.
When the other party understands that they will never be threatened, they will not use hostages to coerce.
Just like Somali pirates, other countries will compromise and pay ransom, but Maozi is not used to that problem and dares to clamor to fuck you directly.
As a result, no one took the Somali pirates seriously, so they didn’t dare to take advantage of Maozi.
This person must be set firmly to make it easier for him to act in the future.
He has long been prepared for this, even in Lugang Town.
The other party has withdrawn its troops.
We can’t blame them for being incompetent. We can only say that their opponents’ weapons and equipment are too advanced, and their endless ammunition is simply an unsolved mystery.
Even the machine gun needs to be cooled down, but the opponent does not seem to need to be cooled down. You can keep hitting them until they are frightened
Zhao Chuanxin watched them retreat slowly, holding the gun in his mouth Cigars just appeared on the streets.
The Chinese people here look at him with complicated eyes.
They hated Zhao Chuanxin for not taking their lives seriously, but they were in awe of Zhao Chuanxin's fighting power andHe is determined to fight for the rights and interests of the Chinese people.
A strong man holding a Eight-Zhan Sword in both hands gritted his teeth and said, "Because of you, my house was destroyed by artillery fire. Why don't you put down your weapons and fight with me?"
Zhao Chuanxin Looking at him as if he were a fool.
This man's eight-cut sword should be the kind of sword used for practicing Wing Chun. It is not long and looks like a kitchen knife.
"Haha, that's good, I'll make it happen for you."
Zhao Chuanxin touched his hand back and saw that the gun was gone and there was a Cossack cavalry sword in his hand.
He didn’t even say hello, he just slashed at me with a knife in one hand.
The man's pupils shrank and he quickly raised his swords to fight.
Unexpectedly, the force of this sword was so strong that when he held it with both hands, his arms were pressed down so much that his head was chopped open.
Then, the opponent quickly raised the knife again, chopped, raised the knife, chopped, raised the knife, chopped
It was just like this move back and forth
Sparks flew out, and his Eight-Zhan Sword was full of gaps.
Zhao Chuanxin used to use spider legs, which were more than ten or twenty times heavier than the Cossack cavalry sword.
This thing weighs more than a pound in total and is 95 centimeters long. In his hand, it is no different from swinging a small wooden stick.
The man was beaten so hard that he was unable to fight back.
Cold sweat was pouring down, and the person sat down on the ground.
Zhao Chuanxin threw away the cavalry sword with all the gaps and spat, "With this little ability, you are kidding me to fight in a fucking duel. I only have one hand, and I can't beat you at all." I have the power to fight back. If anyone wants to duel, use a knife or a gun. No matter what gang, who knows how to use a knife or an ax, I will beat you all by myself.”
Yes, I can kill the entire United States by myself. The army troops are not leaving any armor behind. Do they, the unarmed people, dare to shout at him? Obviously not.
Seeing that no one spoke again, Zhao Chuanxin shouted, "Yu Wenxuan, where is the bastard Yu Wenxuan?"
Yu Wenxuan led people out of the crowd, with a flattering smile on his face, "I'm here, I'm here."
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