America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 348
The gunshots on the beach alarmed Weng Derong in the Iquique camp.

"Weng Shuai, the gunshots from the northwest are so dense!" Xu Ajiu got into the big tent and hurriedly said to his coach.

"In that direction, Jianqiu and Brother Da Nian should be defending." Weng Derong's mind suddenly flashed what Chen Jianqiu said when he first met him.

"Boss Chen took the hundred and ten people to the north early in the morning." The adjutant slapped his head and said to Weng Derong, "It seems to be on an investigation or patrol."

"Not good!" Weng Derong shouted badly.

This young man is too aggressive.

Does the investigation need so many people?

He only had two hundred people in total, and he took a hundred and ten people out, so how many people are left?
Even if there are only 100 Peruvian soldiers landing there, they can't hold it!

"The people in the north don't move for now, Ah Jiu, you go to the east defense line, and then take them to the northwest coastline quickly.

He took the gun from the rack behind him, rushed out of the tent, and gave the order.

"The rest of the camp will follow me to support!"

He led more than 100 soldiers to Chen Jianqiu's camp as quickly as possible, but found that the camp was in a state of darkness, except for seven or eight soldiers who stayed behind, no one else was there.

"Where's Zhang Danian?" In desperation, Weng Derong called Zhang Danian's real name directly to the soldier on duty.

"They are guarding the coast," said the soldier.

"How many people?"

"Probably thirty or forty." The soldier scratched his head.

At this time, the sound from the coast had gradually weakened, and the continuous "da da" gunshots that Weng Derong had never heard just now had disappeared, and only sporadic sounds came.

"Brothers, get ready to meet the enemy!" Weng Derong was distraught, he estimated that most of his old buddies had suffered a tragic accident.

However, they waited for a long time, but they didn't wait for the enemy to kill them.

Weng Derong sent a soldier to investigate outside the camp to see if there was any movement in the direction of the coastline.

The soldiers returned soon.

"Did you see the enemy?" Weng Derong asked eagerly.

The soldiers' heads shook like rattles.

At this time, Xu Ajiu arrived with hundreds of soldiers from the Eastern Front.

"Come on, let's go to the beach." Weng Derong walked out of the camp.

But when they arrived at the mound, they saw Zhang Danian leaning against the trench, smoking his pipe with gusto.

There are still a few soldiers in the trench, hiding behind sandbags, holding rifles, and firing a shot outside from time to time.

"It's fine if there's no movement, don't waste bullets, I'll clean it up tomorrow." Zhang Danian tapped himself on the back.

"Brother Da Nian? What happened?" Weng Derong asked in bewilderment.

Seeing the arrival of his old friend, Zhang Danian's old face burst into a smile. He just wanted to speak, but due to the limited number of readings and limited expressive ability, he opened his mouth for a long time, but he couldn't hold back a word.

"Look for yourself." Zhang Danian pointed to the outside of the sandbag with the pipe.

Weng Derong climbed up the mound suspiciously, leaned forward and looked down.

Stacks of dead bodies spread all over the beach.

"Hey, how many people must there be!" Even Weng Shuai, who had seen the world, was dumbfounded.

"I didn't calculate it carefully, it's probably a few hundred people." Zhang Danian replied, smoking a pipe.

"By, have you finished killing the three No. 40 people?"

"Ah."

Weng Derong was a little at a loss, and Chen Ajiu and the other soldiers behind him were also at a loss.

However, Zhang Danian's next sentence made them even more crazy.

"I don't know if Jianqiu and the others have broken through the Peruvian army's camp in the north."

Earlier, Chen Jianqiu had already set off with the rest of the cavalry.

This time he came to South America, he did not forget to bring corn, so that the big bird in North America could see the land of South America.

Under the guidance of Corn and Xiao En, Chen Jianqiu and his cavalry quickly found the camp at the foot of the mountain.

The soldiers in the camp have already come out in full force.

Only twenty or thirty housekeepers remained.

Besides them there was Mr. Mbak Swanson, a DuPont commissioner.

The former West Point grad wanted to experience his groundbreaking tactics with commanders.

However, it was still rejected by the Peruvian commander.

Mr. Swanson didn't argue, and felt a little pity.

At this time, he was savoring his own ingenious tactics in his barracks in the big camp.

How talented I am!
If he hadn't been in business at the beginning, if there was a war with Spain in the future, he would definitely have a place in the federal army!
While Swanson was still thinking about it, there were suddenly intensive gunshots outside the barracks.

Followed by the cries of Peruvian soldiers, then the screams and the sound of horseshoes.

Swanson took the gun from the desk and opened the door of the barracks to look outside.

As a result, a few stray bullets almost came in through the crack of the door, allowing the former U.S. Army soldier to relive the feeling of being shot.

Swanson closed the door quickly.

His mind was spinning quickly, and he quickly took out a Spanish and English bilingual sign from the drawer, which indicated his identity as an American citizen and an employee of DuPont.

Swanson had already thought up a series of nonsense explanations for why he was in the Peruvian army camp, and he was waiting for someone to come in.

Do you want to add Chinese?
He is hesitating about this question.

Just as he was thinking about this question, the door of the barracks was kicked open.

Several Chinese soldiers rushed in with their guns raised.

Swanson dropped his gun, held up his hands, and pointed at them for a sign.

"American? What, what company?" A leading Chinese soldier read the English letters on the sign. He didn't know "DuPont Company" very well.

He turned his head and said something to the people around him.

The man went out, and after a while, a young man in denim came in.

He looked at Swanson, then at the sign in his hand.

"Are you from DuPont?" Chen Jianqiu took the sign from Swanson and asked.

As soon as Chen Jianqiu spoke English, Swanson's heart fell immediately: "Yes, sir, I am from DuPont."

"Come here for business?" Chen Jianqiu couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, "Coincidentally, I am also an American businessman here for business."

"Yes, I am the representative of DuPont in South America, and also the representative of American businessmen in this area!" Swanson felt more at ease when he heard Chen Jianqiu say that he was also an American businessman.

DuPont's thigh is stretched out for you, as long as you save me, you can hug me.

Although he was very puzzled how this Chinese obtained American citizenship, he lied about it, or there were other means.

He has never had a good impression of the Chinese.

However, he found that Chen Jianqiu took out a shiny golden revolver.

It seemed that the six bullets in the gun just now had been fired.

The man in front of him who called himself an "American businessman" was putting bullets into the pistol one by one with his head down.

The other soldiers all retreated.

"What are you going to do?" Swanson felt something was wrong.

"We Chinese pay attention to one kind of fate. It is also a kind of fate that we can meet here; there is another kind of fate, that is, your boss is choking my neck."

Chen Jianqiu had already loaded the bullet, and with a light flick of his wrist, the bullet nest bounced steadily into the gun body.

Swanson had only heard half of what he said, and knew something was wrong.

"No, you can't kill me!"

He took a few steps back and quickly bent down to pick up the gun on the ground.

"boom!"

Swanson had a blood hole in his temple, and he fell to the ground, blood spurting from his head like a fountain.

"The dead bodies were stoned and thrown into the sea."

Chen Jianqiu walked out of the tent and gave instructions to the Chinese soldiers behind him.

"Today, none of us saw him."

(End of this chapter)