mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 1036: I have % of my power, and the whole team must go all out
Neng Chengwen, Levitan and others, who were trembling with anger, turned around and saw Zhao Chuanxin coming, looking at the crew and Russian soldiers jokingly with a cigar in his mouth.

Behind Zhao Chuanxin are a group of male and female peacekeepers, all armed with live ammunition.

The short female soldier was not even as tall as the rifle, but she had a firm expression, held the gun in a standard posture, pulled the bolt calmly, and pointed the gun at the crew and Russian soldiers on the Baikal.

As long as Zhao Chuanxin gave the order, hundreds of peacekeeping officers would open fire.

The Russian soldier was furious and pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the Russian soldier and said, "Kill him."

boom.

A female soldier pulled the trigger. The recoil caused her petite body to lean back, but she gritted her teeth and persisted.

The shot was very accurate, even though the distance was very close.

The Russian soldier was shot in the shoulder, and his arm, which was raised to point at Zhao Chuanxin, dropped unnaturally.

The Russian soldiers on the ship raised their guns, but did not dare to act rashly, after all, they were outnumbered.

Zhao Chuanxin pinched his cigar, puffing smoke from his nostrils: "I am Zhao Chuanxin, remember, the laws of the Peacekeeping Bureau are above all else on this island. The identity certificate issued by the Peacekeeping Bureau is the highest proof. Who of you agrees, and who disagrees?"

When they heard that Zhao Chuanxin had arrived, the crew members and Russian soldiers stopped moving.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded at Neng Chengwen and Boyarkov, "Get on board. If you get hurt on the way, I will sink this merchant ship and let the people on board feed the turtles of the Tatar Strait."

After saying this, he waved his hand, and all the peacekeeping officers lowered their guns, turned around and lined up to walk back.

This time it was the sailors and Russian soldiers who trembled.

Neng Chengwen spat and said, "Can I get on board now?"

"please……"

……

When Neng Chengwen and Boyarkov were around, Zhao Chuanxin usually did not stay on the island every day. He would go out from time to time and occasionally return to Lubin Prefecture.

As soon as Neng Chengwen and Boyarkov left, especially Boyarkov, Zhao Chuanxin was particularly reluctant to give up.

This guy is a real talent, even though he is greedy.

Facts have proved that in Sakhalin, agriculture and animal husbandry can only serve as auxiliary means. The abundant water resources, forest resources, and the oil and coal that Zhao Chuanxin coveted are the highlights.

But before Sakhalin became Zhao, Zhao Chuanxin had to hold himself back.

Sometimes, he felt like he was in a primitive society, leading a group of primitive people who ate raw meat and drank blood, and testing civilization like a pony crossing a river.

Just like the Ainu people, in addition to enough rice, wages that were never in arrears, and laws to protect their personal safety, Zhao Chuanxin also had to gather sand into a tower to make fused quartz glass balls from time to time to satisfy their love of beauty.

As soon as this thing is put on the shelves of department stores, it will be snapped up by the Ainu people.

They call high-quality fused silica glass beads Ainu jade.

Then there is the issue of women.

There is not only the Baikal merchant ship passing through Sakhalin, there will also be other merchant ships passing through here.

The exiles of the Russians on the island would occasionally write letters or send telegrams to deceive their wives inland, saying: "The climate on the island is warm, the soil is fertile, and the harvest will not be less than forty times the seeds planted, so the price of food is outrageously low, and it is easy to find a job here to support the family..."

They described Sakhalin as a paradise.

When the wife actually arrives on the island by boat and discovers the truth, she often wails: "My child and I are ruined now. How are we going to live..."

In the past, this kind of situation would develop into a situation where the wife would become like Xianglin Sao, nagging all day long, while the husband, who was already feeling guilty, would start beating his wife and even blame her for coming to the island, thus confusing right and wrong.

Now, the Maozi exiles in the north have a new excuse: "Don't be afraid, I'm not talking about the north, but the Peacekeeping Bureau in the middle of the island. Zhao Chuanxin is doing a good job there. As long as we escape there, we will become free people."

For such families, a completely different situation will arise after they flee to the Peacekeeping Agency.

The husband would spend all his wages on gambling. After gambling away all the family property, his wife would bring her young children to Zhao Chuanxin and cry, "How can I live? Virgin Mary, please give me and my child a way out..."

In the past, Boyarkov was the one who had to worry about such things.

Now, Zhao Chuanxin has to take part in the battle himself.

He sat on a chair, wearing sunglasses and crossing his legs, looking extremely cool.

He said calmly: "In Sakhalin, the Virgin Mary is useless. Only the Peacekeeping Bureau and I, Zhao Chuanxin, are useful."

At this time, women often show a surprised expression, and Zhao Chuanxin is accustomed to it.

Zhao Chuanxin would wait until she was calm, then say, "Cook, tailor, baker, barmaid, washerwoman, cleaner, you can choose any of these. The Peacekeeping Bureau's laws protect women, you can work and earn money without giving it to your husband. If your husband dares to do anything, go find Sato Masayoshi, he will let your husband know why the flowers are so red."

The woman thought for a moment and gritted her teeth: "Cook, I choose cook. I can cook."

At this time, Xingyue would show Zhao Chuanxin on her sunglasses: the number of cooks required is 43-1.

The next time the data appears, it will become: The number of cooks required is 42.

Zhao Chuanxin told the Japanese secretary who was wearing a European-style long skirt beside him: "Send her to Lubinfu Bank as a cook."

The secretary quickly sketched on her notebook and then led the woman out.

After making the arrangements, he pinched his throat and yelled, "Next one."

Zhao Chuanxin smelled the stinky odor of salted fish before he even entered the door.

Sure enough, a Kiryak entered the room and said, "Master Zhao Chuanxin. My name is Vasika. I accuse the peacekeeping army of taking my woman away. My woman is my property..."

Zhao Chuanxin was impatient: "You Kiryaks are sincere, but your sincerity cannot win my respect. Women must be respected in the Peacekeeping Bureau because they are also qualified workers. My advice to you is - get lost."

The Kiryaks are as good-tempered and sincere as the Ainu.

The only thing is that they are very unfriendly to the women in the tribe.

Vasika was terrified and stepped back.

The female secretary, Shirasaka Kissimi, covered her mouth with her hands and giggled. She skillfully took out the perfume bottle and dusted it to dispel the stinky salted fish smell in the air, then called the next person in.

"Mr. Zhao Chuanxin, I am Kasparov, a Jew. Before I state my demands, I would like to give you a suggestion - try to avoid using force against the Russians."

When Zhao Chuanxin heard the word "Jewish", he felt disgusted.

Not to mention, this guy even dared to act like a big shot in front of him and give him advice.

"Don't use force? Do you fucking think the earth turns on love?" Zhao Chuanxin yelled, "If you have anything to say, say it now. I haven't killed anyone in days. I'm getting impatient."

Kasparov was shocked.

It is said that Zhao Chuanxin is moody, and seeing him today, it is indeed true.

He didn't dare to brag anymore and said quickly, "I want to open a bank near the Peacekeeping Bureau."

"No. Anything else?"

No, no?

Is it so satisfying?

"Then I also want to build a synagogue nearby..."

"No, is there anything else?"

"I..." Kasparov was speechless. "Why do you hate me so much? I didn't do anything wrong."

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "You can go back and tell your fellow tribesmen that they can leave Sakhalin from now on, because as long as Zhao is here, your living space will be infinitely compressed until there is no place for you to stay."

"You, you will regret treating us like this..."

Zhao Chuanxin stood up suddenly, and a pair of peaks pierced his ears.

hum...

Kasparov's ears first buzzed, and then he became deaf.

Zhao Chuanxin pinched his cheeks and forced him to open his mouth.

With a flick of his finger, a flash of red light, and Kasparov's tongue broke.

Mute.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed his left and right hands respectively and twisted them hard.

Gaba, Gaba...

In the blink of an eye, his hands were disabled.

Zhao Chuanxin performed these movements smoothly, then returned to the chair and crossed his legs again.

"Uh...ah..." Kasparov let out an unnatural scream.

Zhao Chuanxin said disdainfully: "Zhao Nima, how dare you threaten me? While your legs are still there, get out of here quickly, and take your people with you. Within ten days, if you are still here, I will walk around the entire island and slaughter all your people!"

Kasparov tumbled out of the stone tower.

The fireplace made a crackling sound and the flames turned red, making Zhao Chuanxin's face look grim, and Shirasaka Qimei turned pale with fear.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Send someone in to clean the floor."

Mainly the blood coming out of Kasparov's mouth.

A Tsarist Russian maid would rub the floor vigorously with a cotton and linen mop as usual, especially the gaps. She would take a small knife and a rag and carefully scratch until no more blood was visible.

In the Peacekeeping Bureau, Zhao Chuanxin gave Tsarist Russian women options other than selling themselves.

They are grateful and their faces often show a healthy color as if they have found a purpose in life.

Zhao Chuanxin asked Shirasaka Qimei: "Are there any more?"

"No more." Shirasaka Noriaki bowed while holding the notebook: "Sir, you are really amazing. You handle official business much faster than Mr. Sato and Mr. Boyarkov."

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at her drooping chest and said, "Ah? Put it away quickly. I hate to see this. It will make you blind. This world is really going downhill."

Baisaka Qimei was stunned: "..."

Don’t think that this is all Zhao Chuanxin’s work.

In addition, he also had to inspect the barracks.

Thanks to the bricks and stones provided by Zhao Chuanxin, the newly built barracks is two stories high.

The foundation is raised one meter to prevent moisture and erosion by rainwater during the rainy season.

The barracks is built in the Dutch architectural style, with red brick exterior walls, stuccoed walls, two-story arched corridors, prominent eaves, and door columns and arches forming the main entrance.

There was someone standing guard in front of the door, wearing a long field gray cotton coat to keep warm, lined with a sheepskin jacket. There was a bullet-sized pocket on the jacket that could hold nine bullets, and the tactical movement line was in place.

The trousers are also field grey, with wool felt trousers inside, cowhide knee pads at the knees, and gaiters at the bottom, tucked into horsehide boots.

It is said that this outfit is the envy of the free citizens of the Peacekeeping Bureau.

Of course, all the uniforms were purchased by Zhao Chuanxin from Lubin Prefecture, and they were the same style for men and women.

As soon as Zhao Chuanxin arrived, the guards at the gate stood at attention and saluted. The spirit and energy of the Russian soldiers in the north were incomparable to those of the Peacekeeping Bureau.

Although the Peacekeeping Agency was established not long ago.

When Zhao Chuanxin shot someone in the thigh last time, some Russian soldiers were in such a hurry that they couldn't pull out the pistols at their waists, and some were out of breath after running less than a hundred meters.

Apparently, they were unaware of the order of classes and made many stupid moves in battle.

But the Peacekeeping Bureau was lazy and did not train well, so Zhao Chuanxin really whipped them.

Zhao Chuanxin nodded and walked in. He saw some people drinking, some playing cards, and some going to the pub to have fun, so there were many empty beds.

The bed is made of elm and oak, freshly planed, with clear texture, natural color, and a faint wood fragrance.

Double deck, upper and lower bunks.

There are ten shops in one room.

There was a wash basin, toothbrush, towels and other items stuffed under the bed.

Each dormitory is equipped with a locker, with numbered doors, lock noses and padlocks, and each has its own key, which contains personal belongings. There is a public table and four sturdy benches in the open space against the wall.

There are boards nailed to the walls and the floor is painted solid wood flooring.

There was no soot in the room, but it was thick with smoke, mostly Turkish tobacco.

Fortunately, the smell of stinky feet and sweat is relatively mild because of good ventilation and strict hygiene.

When they saw Zhao Chuanxin coming, the Russian soldiers were startled, threw down their cards, put down their bottles, stood at attention and saluted.

Zhao Chuanxin had a gloomy face, and everyone was worried.

Zhao Chuanxin went to another room. There were always soldiers on duty to burn the boiler at night. The fire burned all night long, and the hot air from the heater made people drowsy.

The same is probably true for the other dormitory.

Zhao Chuanxin inspected the rooms one by one and finally came to the gym.

In the fitness room, there were only sit-up chairs made of ash wood. They were very clean and obviously no one used them.

The pull-up bar and sandbag are all new, and there is no one here.

Arriving at the public dining room, Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the piles of plates on the table and asked, "Who's responsible?"

"Your Excellency, Anani Azdukin is in charge."

"Take him out and give him ten lashes."

"Yes."

Everyone was shocked.

Some people were responsible for whipping, while others hurried to wash the dishes.

Zhao Chuanxin witnessed the execution without even frowning: "If you dare to let me go, I will personally whip you ten times."

After hearing this, the executioner shuddered and beat him violently.

Anani Azdukin's face is sagging and a corner of his ear is missing, which is said to have been caused by frostbite in the winter two years ago.

He shouted: "Sir, I have something to report..."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't mind the cold. He only wore a thin tweed coat. He stood with his hands behind his back and said, "Keep fighting. Report when you're done."

"..."

The execution was finally completed after he cried out for help.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Rules are rules. Garbage must be thrown into the trash can, the floor must be swept in the morning and evening, the dishes must be washed in time, and personal hygiene must be maintained. There are no exceptions."

"Yes!"

"Okay, go ahead, what do you have to report?"

"I want to report that the canteen's cook, Ivan Grebin, used a shady trick to boil the flour in hot water to increase the weight of the bread. He saved the flour and made bread to sell."

Zhao Chuanxin still underestimated the greed of the Russians.

He snapped his fingers. "Go, call Ivan Grebin."

Soon, Ivan Grebin, a man with a wretched face and rat-like moustache, was brought in.

He was uneasy.

Just from the expression, Zhao Chuanxin couldn't tell whether it was true or not.

Because people in Sakhalin are generally uneasy.

"You used boiling water to increase the weight of the bread?"

Ivan Grebin's face changed drastically.

Well, this is the real uneasiness.

"I...I didn't..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Chuanxin interrupted him: "Do you know the consequences of lying to me?"

"Yes, I was wrong. I did it, but it was all ordered by Lieutenant Xie Miao. He took away all the noodles."

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin heard the sound of a door slamming and someone running away.

He looked out through the fused quartz glass window, curled his lips, pushed the door open and walked out, with his hands behind his back, taking two or three meters at a time, taking two steps and taking off, floating fifteen meters away and landing on the snow, standing in front of Lieutenant Xie Miao.

Xie Miao knelt down with a plop, without any intention of resisting: "Sir, please forgive me..."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and hooked his finger, and a soldier came over and took Xie Miao back.

Zhao Chuanxin reentered the room and looked at the stunned soldiers: "Where is the recorder?"

"Yes, sir."

"Write down my words and send them to Lawyer Jiang Taoliu later."

"Yes."

"Xie Miao is corrupt, which is the first crime; Xie Miao fled after being exposed, which is the second crime. According to the law, he will be dismissed from his military post, detained and sent to a brick kiln tomorrow to serve a year's sentence."

Upon hearing this, Xie Miao burst into tears: "Sir, please give me a beating. I can be sent to a brick kiln or dredged and waded through icy water. I only ask for mercy and let me stay in the army..."

Before this, he had never imagined that in the winter in Sakhalin, the house would be as warm as spring, without the pungent smell or bedbugs, and he could eat white bread until he was full, and even have beef stew with potatoes.

Besides, he was a second lieutenant and his monthly salary was as high as 50 rubles. The Peacekeeping Agency provided him with clothes, including boots, for free. The money he saved could be used for his future expenses when he returned to the inland.

In the north, as a teacher in exile status, he only earned 10 rubles a month. Only the salary of free citizens was no less than 25 rubles a month, and the salary of officials could reach 50 rubles.

But they don't have such good living supplies and no warm houses to live in.

It's all gone now.

If he were dismissed from the army, it would be more cruel than killing him.

The people around were silent.

After the record was finished, Zhao Chuanxin spoke up: "If dragging the person out and begging for mercy is useful, what is the use of the law?"

Xie Miao looked ashen.

The cook was whipped fifteen times and expelled from the army because he did not accept the stolen goods and only helped the evildoer.

These people were terrified and obeyed the orders. The soldiers who were having fun in the tavern also came back and went back into the house in shame, not daring to show off.

Zhao Chuanxin went to the female soldiers' barracks again.

It's much more orderly here.

As usual, there was a female soldier standing guard at the door. She saluted when she saw Zhao Chuanxin, and another one went in to report.

When Zhao Chuanxin entered the room, there were still some people with their clothes in disarray, one with half a leg exposed, and another with a bare chest.

It's like: I know you're coming, but I won't wear it.

There was also a fragrant breeze in the house, which was puzzling.

There was a female soldier platoon leader who was leading them to clean tin-plated sprayers, blood suckers, drainage tubes and other medical equipment.

Last time, Zhao Chuanxin wanted to sell medical equipment and medicines to the Russians, but V.O. Kononovich only bought half of them. Kuroda Toshiyoshi went to the south to sell some of the rest, and Zhao Chuanxin arranged the rest with the female soldiers, asking them to form a medical platoon.

Zhao Chuanxin praised the female soldier highly and was about to leave.

A female soldier covered half of her face and said charmingly: "Sir, why don't you stay a little longer? Why are you in such a hurry to leave..."

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "When I reach 50% of my power, I need all of you platoon members to go all out! Considering that you still have to train tomorrow, please stop making noise!"

After saying that, he walked away.

The female soldiers looked at each other.

"real or fake?"

"That's really tight!"

"I have a special physique, so I would like to give it a try..."

Sakhalin Island is really not suitable for living.

There is sea fog in winter, and it is quite heavy.

Sakhalin's sea fog is extremely saline, making it difficult for crops to grow nearby.

Affected by the Kuril Cold Current, plants on Sakhalin Island have high levels of nutrient salts, a long growing period, and small, hard stems and leaves.

Therefore, even if there is pasture, the quality of the grass is not high, and the animals do not like to chew it and do not grow fat.

Clammy and cold.

Of course, Zhao Chuanxin wore Flame Demon leather underwear to keep warm, otherwise he would not have gone out wearing a tweed coat. It was colder here than in Lubin Prefecture.

Moreover, he never slept in the tower at night, but would teleport to the underground fortress of Quetshalan to rest.

……

Ao Island, Xuantian Sect.

Li Zining asked her brother: "Brother, who is the candidate for the trip to Lugang Town this time? How about I go?"

"You?" Li Ziyu shook his head: "You can't, you have to help me in Ao Island. Let Dadong go, I want him to go to Sakhalin to hone his skills with the headmaster, and then entrust him with important tasks after he comes back."

Li Zining was not very happy.

According to previous years, Zhao Chuanxin would attend the annual meeting of Lugang Town.

She suddenly thought of something: "Brother, do you remember that last time the headmaster asked us to order a batch of medicines?"

"I remember." Li Ziyu wondered, "What's wrong?"

"You would never guess." Li Zining smiled slyly, "The leader actually shot hundreds of Russian soldiers with a gun. It is said that they were all shot on the outside of their thighs. Afterwards, the leader sold the drugs to the Russians and made a lot of money from them."

"I'll blanch..."

What kind of cool operation is this?

……

Lubin Mansion.

Yao Jia said to Zhang Shouzeng, "Heyan, do you have any candidates for the Lugang Town Annual Meeting this time?"

Zhang Shouzeng thought for a moment and said, "Lubin Prefecture has set many precedents. Why not send two female generals, Tang Qunying and Wu Xiangning?"

After saying this, he smiled mischievously.

Yao Jia bared her teeth and said, "Nonsense. Tang Qunying is okay, but Wu Xiangning is just an illiterate girl from the grassland who can't even speak Chinese properly. How can she come up with a conclusion?"

Zhang Heyan stopped smiling. "Hu Er is very dissatisfied and wants to see the insurance team in Lugang Town. In addition, Jiang Jian volunteered. Didn't Li Tonglong, a student of Juanwang Technical College, join the official goods bureau? He also wants to go and take a look. It's hard to choose."

Yao Jia shook her head: "Jiang Jian is not suitable, he is inseparable from the alliance. Li Tonglong is OK, what about Hu Er..."

Zhang Heyan sighed. In fact, he admired Jiang Jian very much.

He said, "Then let's do this. Let Hu Er lead the team, and Tang Qunying and Li Tonglong will go with him."

Yao Jia suddenly changed the subject: "Look, our prefect has been in Sakhalin for a long time. Is he reluctant to leave, or has he encountered difficulties?"

"Most likely the latter." Zhang Shouzeng smiled bitterly and shook his head. "I have inquired from many sources and learned that Sakhalin is a barren land. The natives on the island eat raw meat and drink blood. There are probably very few places suitable for living. I think the prefect must have encountered a difficult problem and is in a difficult situation. With his personality, he will definitely not admit defeat."

Yao Jia leaned back and said, "Our Lord will stir up blood and gore wherever he goes. In my opinion, the Russians and the Japs will be driven away by him sooner or later. But it will be extremely difficult to build that island."

Zhang Shouzeng nodded, and then said: "Let's not talk about opening up barren land. Just take our Lubin Prefecture as an example. The money wasted this year is shocking, but it has only completed less than half of the original plan. I have seen the tram. If it is completed, the Transbaikalsk, Lubin Prefecture, Zhalainuoer, Ba-erhu and other places will be revitalized. If we can go west, haha, the Chechen Khanate will probably live in fear, and the masters of Kulun will be unable to sleep or eat well..."

Yao Jia suddenly got excited: "Let's not talk about these nonsense. He Yan, have you seen the movie "Dingjun Mountain"? I am quite interested in movies and plan to invest money to make a movie. There is a British devil named Herbert Ponting who once made a movie for the prefect in Yanbian to slander the devils, and it was very successful. So I plan to ask him to make it."

(End of this chapter)