America 1881: They Call Me Legend

"Oh, we just developed a new gun, Gatling, you know, it's similar to that, 'da da da'." Chen Jianqiu made a machine gun shooting posture, "Someone was researching it before. No What a strange thing."

"You are humble, Mr. Chen." Mr. Hunter took a deep breath and said, "May I see the real thing?"

"No problem, but the samples I brought are all in Iquique now." Chen Jianqiu said.

"If it's convenient, can my military observers and I go to Iquique?" Ambassador Hunter asked.

"Yes, of course, you are very welcome." Chen Jianqiu nodded repeatedly.

But immediately, his face was slightly sad.

"However, you have to hurry up, we will return to China soon." Chen Jianqiu spread his hands, "American businessmen are no longer welcome here."

Ambassador Hunter didn't take the bait, just glanced at Chen Jianqiu, and didn't make any obvious statement.

"Then we go directly to Iquique with you, okay?"

"Okay, we'll leave later."

The two walked out of the general's study together and came to the reception hall.

The general is chatting with Weng Derong and Camilla.

He speaks Cantonese, Spanish, and English from time to time.

The middle switch is free, without the slightest sense of stagnation.

"We are going to go, Your Excellency General." Chen Jianqiu said to General Lynch, "Mr. Ambassador is with us."

The general nodded.

"After the treaty with Peru is formally signed, we will send someone to hand over the corresponding procedures." He said to several people.

The three of Chen Jianqiu left the hall first, and Ambassador Hunter followed after speaking briefly with the general.

They walked out of the gate of the mansion one after another.

"How is it? Where are we waiting for you?" Chen Jianqiu turned his head, looked at Mr. Hunter who came out of the gate, and asked.

Mr. Hunter looked left and right, then waved to a boy wearing a flat cap across the street.

Across the street is a church.

The boy was sitting on the steps of the church door looking around boredly.

Seeing Mr. Hunter waving at him, he immediately patted the dust off his buttocks and stood up.

He turned around and walked into the church. After a while, he drove a carriage out from the alley on the side of the church.

A young man was sitting in the carriage, and there were still large and small bags of supplies in it.

Mr. Hunter boarded the carriage, and then waved at Chen Jianqiu: "It's time to go! Mr. Chen!"

Chen Jianqiu pouted.

From the looks of it, the ambassador came well prepared, including people and supplies.

Although Chile's theoretical land area is not large, the entire country is long and narrow.

If you take the post road from Santiago to Iquique, it is about 800 kilometers.

Although Mr. Hunter and the young man in the car seemed very eager to see Chen Jianqiu's weapons.

But Chen Jianqiu didn't seem to be in a hurry.

It took him more than three weeks to travel around the mountains and rivers before he could vaguely see the outline of the port of Iquique.

Along the way, Chen Jianqiu chatted a lot with the ambassador and the young man.

The two were overwhelmed by the unique charisma of this Chinese businessman.

This young man possesses profound knowledge and rich imagination.

Some sounded like a prophecy.

He actually told them that there is a kind of iron box that can replace infantry on the battlefield, and people can even fly in the sky like birds.

Some things are unacceptable to them. For example, Chen Jianqiu jokingly told them that an Indian may become their prime minister in the future.

Of course, the two were unimpressed.

"You should be a science fiction writer, but I don't suggest that your novels involve politics." The young man in the car said seriously.

"Yes, I am indeed a science fiction writer." Chen Jianqiu said, "Everything is just fantasy."

The young man looked better.

Chen Jianqiu learned through chatting that he was the military observer that Hunter mentioned.

He has a resounding surname: Churchill.

"Do you know Winston Churchill?" Chen Jianqiu asked after thinking about it.

If the previous words that seemed to be similar to prophecy made the two gentlemen seem to be listening to a story, then this question immediately terrified them.

"How do you know my little nephew who is less than ten years old?!" The young man looked at Chen Jianqiu suspiciously.

He is the fourth son of the seventh Duke of Marlborough, the younger brother of British politician Randolph Churchill, and the uncle of Winston Churchill.

"Oh, so he is your nephew." Chen Jianqiu nodded thoughtfully, "He will be very promising."

This is beyond the category of science fiction writers, more like a magic stick.

"I'm still a fortune-teller. In our culture, this is called fortune-telling." Chen Jianqiu added, looking at the two people.

"Then let me lend you a good word." Churchill was dubious.

After the group arrived in Iquique, Hunter and Churchill asked Chen Jianqiu to take them to see the "killing machine" without stopping.

But when the lump of black iron lump appeared in front of them, they still couldn't believe it.

"Okay, can you show us?" Churchill asked.

"No problem, but I don't have many bullets. These bullets are specially made in my factory." Chen Jianqiu said.

In fact, in the battles in South America, the number of times he really used Maxim was very few. In addition to destroying more than 1000 people who landed on the Iquique beach regiment, he also charged and attacked a seaside stronghold against the Peruvian cavalry on the edge of the desert. used when.

The former killed all the last cavalry of Cáceres, while the latter rained bullets on the Peruvian soldiers hiding in the stronghold.

Chen Jianqiu asked the Chinese soldiers under him to raise the muzzle of their guns and shoot a parabola, extending the effective killing distance of the machine gun to more than a thousand meters.

Although it is not used much, as long as it is used, it will be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

This made the Peruvian soldiers flee when they heard that the opponent was the Chinese army in Iquique.

Chen Jianqiu's [-] or so cavalry chased after him, and they hadn't even fought a serious encounter.

"The bullets are also specially made?" Hunter and Churchill glanced at each other, and they walked aside.

"You decide." Hunter said to Churchill.

Churchill walked up to Chen Jianqiu and said to him:
"It's okay, just take a look, the demonstration doesn't need to be long."

The final demonstration still takes place on the beach.

Li Sifu and another soldier brought a box of bullets over, and Chen Jianqiu went into battle himself.

Maxim began to roar, weaving barrages towards the beach.

Half a box of bullets was fired quickly, and the wooden box used as a target on the beach a few hundred meters away had been smashed to pieces.

Hunter and Churchill were stunned.

They could imagine how desperate the Peruvian soldiers were on this beach that night, and what a tragic scene they faced.

"This is a weapon that can determine the direction of war." Churchill said firmly to Hunter.

"Should we let the Army experts evaluate it again?" Hunter said, looking at the cooling holes that were still steaming.

Churchill nodded.

"Mr. Chen, I would like to take the liberty of asking you a question. Have you sold this weapon to the US Federal Army?" Hunter asked Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu took off his hat and fanned the wind, and glanced at Hunter:
"Federal army? What do you want this thing for? Kill Indians? Or fight you again?"

Hunter straightened his hat's hair to hide his embarrassment.

The independence of the United States is the eternal pain in the heart of the British.

The Civil War ended less than 20 years ago, and the Indians were almost dead. The US military did not have that much motivation for the time being.

"Besides, I'm just a small businessman. How can the army purchasers think of me?" Chen Jianqiu snorted.

"You can sell it to us." Hunter threw an olive branch, "Let's order three prototypes first, and go back and test it. Do you think it's okay?"

He arched Churchill next to him.

He represents the opinion of the Army.

"Ah, yes, let's study it."

"I'm ready to stop production. The bullets are specially made by us. There is no saltpeter." Chen Jianqiu sighed, "After this battle is over, the saltpeter mines here in Chile will become your British's! I have no share. "

"But if your company is a British company, it will be different." Hunter gritted his teeth. It seems that he has already made a plan with the country. "Mr. Chen, what is your political belief?"

"I'm a businessman!" Chen Jianqiu said helplessly.

"Then see if this works, Mr. Chen, why don't you move to the UK, and we can provide you with an address in Kent to build a factory."

Hunter and the rest of the domestic army attached great importance to this matter.

If it is said that this weapon is not so urgent for the United States Federation, then the attitude of the British Empire, which is in its heyday, is completely opposite.

Europe is shrouded in the cloud of war, and the empire on which the sun never sets has too many overseas colonies raging with war.

Chen Jianqiu stared at Hunter's face, and suddenly smiled:
"Deal, Mr. Hunter."

"I will build a company in England."