mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 464 Melting Flesh and Flesh, Striking a Sharp Blade in the Blue Sea
The other fleets could only send troops to help, but did not dare to fire.

You can't fire at your flagship and supreme commander, right?

Boarding ropes, boarding bridges, and boarding ladders are all used.

A good modern naval battle has turned into an ancient gang-jumping battle.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin has the God of War M1907 in his left hand and the elf carving knife in his right hand.

The God of War M1907 made a half circle, and the elf carving knife in his hand swept half a circle, and his encirclement circle would expand outward.

The charging soldiers even slipped to the point where they couldn't stand still. Some people stepped on the blood on the ground and fell, rolled, and became blood gourds.

Zhao Chuanxin is not much better.

He charged forward and suddenly tripped over.

Holding something in both hands, unable to maintain balance.

The smart gyroscope supported him, and then Zhao Chuanxin kicked his feet hard. He could stand up again, but his feet were too slippery. open fire.

Finally, the Ares M1907 magazine was emptied, and he changed to another gun, but he couldn't spare his hand to pull the handle to load.

Robly D. Evans on the watchtower cheered up and shouted, "Kill him, kill him!"

A group of soldiers also looked excited, pressing up with red eyes.

Seven or eight people pressed on Zhao Chuanxin at the same time, and the smart gyroscope couldn't bear the weight after all, and Zhao Chuanxin was crushed to the ground.

He pressed down on the deck, the muscles in his arms were knotted, and the mysterious ring of the phoenix blasted to the ground.

This force forced Zhao Chuanxin's upper body to bounce up.

In his right hand, he held the elf carving knife Whirlwind Slash.

The soldiers who couldn't dodge were cut down one after another.

Robly D. Evans' blood turns cold watching it.

Is this the fucking thing that carbon-based organisms can do?

Handing the elven carving knife to his left hand, Zhao Chuanxin's right hand Thor's hammer condensed the lightning whip.

The lightning chains waved again and again, and there were crackling sounds around. Accompanied by the smell of burnt barbecue, pieces of soldiers fell down.

After a vigorous effort, they were exhausted again and again, and finally they were terrified of being killed, and instinctively began to retreat.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the Judgment Whip and whistled. The Judgment Whip wrapped around the barrel of a secondary cannon above his head, and his body was pulled up.

Pull out another Madsen gun and fire down.

Tata Tata...

Soul Harvester.

At such a close distance, it is inevitable.

Fortunately, a wave of ammunition was added, otherwise it would be really difficult.

Empty the magazine, hide below, escape, and the rest fall into a pool of blood.

Zhao Chuanxin put away Madsen, took out the Lugang M1907, and sprinted [-] meters along the secondary battery.

The bridge was reached in no time.

On the bridge, Robly D. Evans' bodyguard was waiting for him.

Zhao Chuanxin's body suddenly leaned to the left, dodged three bullets that hit him head-on, and fought back.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

The ammunition capacity of 15 rounds is very powerful. Zhao Chuanxin shot a child, and emptied the bridge in a few breaths while running.

He ran in front, followed by countless people chasing him.

But the speed is far inferior to Zhao Chuanxin, who practiced the speed balance technique diligently.

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was about to arrive in the command room, Robly D. Evans couldn't help but took out his close-fitting gun—a European-made Continental gun.

Click, load, bang!
Zhao Chuanxin tilted his body and dodged it.

When he got here, Zhao Chuanxin didn't even run away, but just walked forward leisurely.

boom!
Zhao Chuanxin just tilted his head this time.

boom!
Zhao Chuanxin turned sideways.

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

The magazine is empty.

Within ten meters, the smart gyroscope can usually predict the ballistic trajectory before the opponent shoots. That is to say, before Robly D. Evans shoots, Zhao Chuanxin has already made the dodge action.

Robly D. Evans and the lieutenant were stunned.

The adjutant was trembling: "He is not human, he is not human..."

Generally speaking, the closer you are, the better you can shoot.

In Zhao Chuanxin, it's the other way around.

Long distances pose the greatest risk to him.

Within ten meters, the smart gyroscope can even use the environment to make Zhao Chuanxin face attacks from several or even a dozen gunmen through calculations.

Clap clack, the sound of an empty plane sounded.

Robly D. Evans stopped chanting and backed away with a look of unimaginable horror on his face.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg and kicked the door of the command room flying.

After entering, he grabbed Robly D. Evans by the collar: "I said it. We must have neither of us today!"

Robly D. Evans hurriedly said: "Wait, the council has promised to return the $750 million to you."

The adjutant complained wildly in his heart-you have fucking ears again, don't you?
Zhao Chuanxin held Robly D. Evans like a chicken with one hand, took out a cigar with his right hand and lit it in his mouth: "The gift of fate has already been marked with a price in the dark. Since you gave orders From the moment they besieged me, the price went up."

"I, I, I... I can propose that the parliament give you more money."

Of course Qian Zhao Chuanxin wanted it, but at this moment he wanted something else more, something he couldn't do when he came to the United States last time.

He pulled Robly D. Evans in front of him abruptly, and a puff of cigar smoke sprayed into his face, choking him so much that he couldn't open his eyes and coughed endlessly.

Zhao Chuanxin said coldly: "Tell Da Luo immediately and ask him to abolish that bill completely. Otherwise, I will destroy his Great White Fleet today!"

Da Luo is a staunch navalist.

The Great White Fleet is his lifeline.

Given a choice, Zhao Chuanxin doesn't really want to scuttle all of America's battleships.

The Great White Fleet has too much influence on the situation in the world, especially when it terrorizes Little Japan.

If you want to say hateful, Little Japan is the most hateful.

But if Da Luo was not allowed to pay a price today, Zhao Chuanxin felt that he was besieged in vain.

If he did not do so, Zhao Chuanxin was determined to scuttle the entire fleet.

Robly D. Evans no longer had the prestige he had just now, and he said, "I, I don't have that power..."

"Then go to die."

"Wait..." Robly D. Evans was almost scared to pee when he saw the murderous eyes under Zhao Chuanxin's skull mask: "I can try."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg and suddenly kicked Robly D. Evans' legs.

Robly D. Evans knelt uncontrollably.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled the chair over, and sat down with great determination.

"Just kneel down and contact Da Luo. If you dare to get up, I will cut off your legs!"

Robly D. Evans remembered the scene where Zhao Chuanxin cut off the soldiers who besieged him like a whirlwind without knowing what sharp weapon he used, and he immediately shuddered: "Okay, okay, hurry up and send a radio call!" ?”

The adjutant was ecstatic.

If he sends a radio, it means he can stay away from this Far East butcher.

He ran out quickly.

There are large groups of soldiers on the bridge outside, and the number is still increasing. They are the troops from the rest of the ships who came to help.

Zhao Chuanxin was not afraid, and even took off the mask and squeezed out the water.

The fishtail windbreaker he was wearing was also very heavy, and it was full of sea water.

Robly D. Evans looked up and secretly observed Zhao Chuanxin.

Seeing him so young, he couldn't help but froze.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the paper pig, disassembled it, and refolded it into a paper airplane.

He let out a breath and threw the paper airplane out.

Robly D. Evans stared blankly.

The paper plane flew out of the broken door, and the plane's nose rushed forward, as if it went over the head of the command room.

After a while, the paper airplane flew back again.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand, and it fell into the palm of his hand.

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "Are there any weapons of mass destruction outside?"

The paper airplane shook his head.

Zhao Chuanxin threw it out again.

Robly D. Evans was dumbfounded.

He felt as if he wasn't really fighting a human.

Don't complain if you lose.

Outside, a group of soldiers looked at Major General Robly D. Evans kneeling on the ground, and looked back at the corpses lying on the ground, blood flowing like rivers, and a sense of sadness rose from their hearts.

The most powerful naval force in the United States was defeated by one person.

Since then, which country dares to call out that its ships are strong and its guns are strong?
This man can scuttle even battleships once he makes a move.

Zhao Chuanxin is also evolving.

If you say that he used to be a wild man on the battlefield, but in the past few years, especially in the recent battles, whoever dares to say that his own ability is all due to cheating, Zhao Chuanxin definitely disagrees.

Even if all the equipment is stripped from him now and he is put on the battlefield, he is definitely a mighty fighter.

The proficiency in weapons, the sensitivity to terrain, and the control of the situation are the result of fighting a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

After more than ten minutes, the adjutant still didn't come back.

Zhao Chuanxin got up, took a cigar in his mouth, grabbed Robly D. Evans by the back collar, and dragged him out of the command room.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the dark mass of naval soldiers below, left Robly D. Evans aside, and leaned on the railing to look down.

There was silence below.

Facing the thousands of troops, Zhao Chuanxin didn't change his face, he pointed down with a cigar and said: "Today, I melted your flesh and blood, cut your battleships, cast a sharp knife on the blue sea, and captured your major general. I hope you will pass on what happened today forever, so that your descendants will remember that as long as Lao Tzu Zhao Chuanxin is still alive, don’t fucking try to bully us Chinese! Even if your Great White Fleet arrives in the east, to my country Coast, don't f*ckingly show off your power and prestige, don't say it's unpredictable!"

The people below are aggrieved, depressed, fearful, powerless, and all kinds of emotions are intertwined.

The defeated An dare to speak bravely?
Zhao Chuanxin smiled contemptuously when he saw this, put his wet hair behind his head, tapped on the railing and sang: "The place where the crown is leaning against the railing, the rain is light, look up, look up to the sky and howl, with fierce ambition, thirty fame and dust, eight Thousands of miles of road, cloud and moon..."

Slapping the railings, the mist blows the temples and the sea is cold, and Hao Ge is shocked to the clouds!
It is completely different from the depression and depression below.

At this time, the adjutant came back.

He hurriedly climbed up the steps, but he didn't dare to get too close, he just said: "The council agreed, but they also have a request!"

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "How dare you make a request to me? Tell me."

The adjutant bite the bullet and said: "The parliament said that the 750 million US dollars will be returned to you, and the bill will be completely abolished, but the only thing is that you are required to leave the United States and not set foot in this land again!"

"What if I don't agree?"

The adjutant's voice suddenly increased, so that everyone could hear: "Teddy said, if you disagree, then our [-] navy soldiers will die with you and be buried at the bottom of the sea together!"

(End of this chapter)