The crowd was rolling, and after only a brief pause at the entrance of the courthouse, they shook their heads and tails and rushed straight towards the colonial government.

At the gates of the colonial government, the first wave was greeted by three rows of heavily armed soldiers. The soldiers in the front row crouched down, lined up in a semicircle, raised their guns, and rushed out with bayonets, while the soldiers in the middle row were half-kneeling, their muzzles facing the dense flow of people, and the soldiers in the back row stood up and aimed. More than 100 soldiers stood still, and a murderous aura spread forward.

The crowd suddenly stopped.

But in an instant, a Han man jumped out and shouted at the American soldiers who were waiting for him: "Shoot! Aren't you going to rob us of our land? Shoot! Just like you slaughtered the Indians back then, come on, shoot! Shoot us yellows! You predatory bandits! Shoot if you have the guts! ”

Hearing the angry screams of this Han man, the people who swarmed up from their fear, and the crowd began to surge again. Constant shouting:

"We want equality!"

"We want land!"

Immediately, the whole crowd responded, the voices of thousands of people rang together, converging into waves, wave after wave blowing towards the soldiers standing at the door, the American Marines with guns at the door, the sweat of the beans they saw continued to flow down their faces, some of the soldiers' bodies were still trembling slightly, and some even looked back at the officers who led the team.

Seeing this, the American lieutenant, who was standing solemnly in the rear, hurriedly shouted, "Hold on, hold on, ready...... He tried to make the soldiers hear the order and make the usual training movements according to the order, and through these to stabilize their minds. It can be seen that this American lieutenant is an officer who has seen this kind of battle. He knew that at this time, he had to be steady, and at the same time, he couldn't anger the crowd in front of him. Otherwise, once the crowd is provoked, it is estimated that these people will be more than lucky.

He stood on the side of the formation, motionless. He was waiting for the crowd to arrive at the front of the circle. He was instructed to shoot anyone who tried to get to the front of the circle. However, he did not wait for that moment.

Because one soldier didn't hold it, in a panic, he unconsciously pulled the trigger.

The crisp sound of the gunshot resounded throughout the crowded square, and even in this chaotic and noisy moment, all the people who should have heard it really heard it.

This is the shot that breaks the deadlock, this is the shot that worsens the situation, this is the shot that really marks the inevitability of bloodshed, and it is the shot that starts an entire era of anti-discrimination. Together, all the joy and anger, crime and punishment, like a surging river, rolled endlessly.

The crowd stopped!

After that gunshot, the crowd stopped.

For a moment, time stood still, nothing left, no roar of crowds, no roar of footsteps, no sea breeze, no chirping of seabirds. Everything fell silent. On this bright Hawaiian morning, thousands of people were silent in the square in front of the colonial government.

On the forehead of the American lieutenant, sweat rushed out like a gushing spring, gathered into a river, and smashed to the ground drop by drop.

Only this moment, after this moment, the thousands of people in front of the muzzle of the gun, suddenly seemed to have their souls back to the body. Thousands of people shouted in unison, followed by running—not fleeing, all of them, shouting and rushing towards the muzzle of the gun.

What else can stop an angry crowd?

Seeing the crowd coming, those American soldiers, no one cared about listening to the order, and directly pulled the trigger, and the gunshots rang out again and again, shooting at the crowd on the opposite side.

But the rifle in the hands of the American soldier at this time was just a hand-pulled bolt M1903 Springfield rifle, even a skilled shooter could only shoot ten rounds in a minute, but in this situation, where is there such a calm gunman? Where is there so much time again.

The crowd was only a dozen meters away from the gun array, and after a chaotic row of gunshots, dozens of people rushed over before the second gunfire rang out, crashing straight into the bayonet array in the first row.

At this time, the soldiers in the first row had already stood up. Just kidding, at such a moment, if you are still lying on the ground, you will either be trampled to death by the living or crushed to death by the dead, both are dead, and both are painful.

But they stood up, and the gun array was broken. Dozens of Orientals who led the rush over, the figure was very fast, and before the American soldiers stabbed with their guns, those Orientals showed the daggers in their hands, one by one, and the bayonets were missed, and the body passed through the gap, flashed in, and burst into the first row of soldiers, the daggers in their hands were just a stab and a stab, and dozens of soldiers in the front row were injured and fell to the ground screaming, it seems that those people just want to bleed, not want to die, otherwise, those soldiers will not have the opportunity to scream.

A hundred against thousands, and without the advantage of firearms, they started hand-to-hand combat. If it weren't for the fact that the American lieutenant saw the opportunity early, he ordered the people behind him to retreat into the government building, and took advantage of the geographical advantage to resist each other, these 100 or so people would have been at the door of the colonial government.

For a while, around the colonial government, the two sides mingled, screaming, shouting, and after a while, some people in the protesting crowd also took out their guns, and for a while, the two groups of people hid behind the obstacles and fired at each other.

This Hawaii is an extremely beautiful place, and the weather is especially bright today, but on this beautiful island of Oahu, no one is in the mood to enjoy the scenery again, only to sacrifice their lives and forget their lives.

The two sides of this fight do not know each other, and they may not even see each other. Although the white Americans are anti-Chinese and the Han Hawaiians are angry with the colonial government's bad laws, in the final analysis, most of the American soldiers and the crowd are just the right thing, and the innocent people account for the vast majority. But most of the people who are bleeding and dying now are these innocent people. This is often the case in the world, no matter what the cause of the dispute, the most lost is the innocent people.

The fierce battle in front of the colonial government did not last long, but it was just a few bags of cigarettes, and after a piercing sound, a cannonball exploded in the center of the square, and immediately several people were broken and their flesh and blood were blurred. Immediately after the sound of neat footsteps sounded in the distance, and even Han people shouted: "Foreigners' reinforcements are coming, everyone go quickly!" The shouts rang out, one after another, and soon the square knew the news.

The crowd of protesters, who had been in high spirits, lifted up their wounded or dead companions like a flood tide and fled in all directions, and everything was reversed, and a torrent divided into several streams, and then divided into droplets, which quickly flowed into the Oahu, and then evaporated.

Seeing this scene, the American soldiers who came to reinforce were dumbfounded. As the protesting crowd dispersed, all the wounded or dead companions were taken away, so that the American soldiers, who had thought it would be a bloody crackdown, were now faced with an empty square, and it would be inappropriate to say that it was empty, with many shoes, clothes, and socks thrown everywhere, and only a few bright red marks to prove that there had been a fierce fighting here.

The American lieutenant who was still resisting in the colonial government building was even more extremely angry. was pressed in the building and beaten for so long, and finally reinforcements came, but none of these mobs could be seen. With nowhere to vent the anger in his chest, he raised his foot and kicked it on the door of the government building.

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In the afternoon, Oahu was in a state of terror, and American Marines searched for the Chinese who had been making trouble in the square that morning, especially the dozens of Han Chinese armed with daggers who had led the charge to the colonial government. But in the chaos, who remembers the appearance, not to mention that the American soldiers at this time are all unusually angry in their hearts. Anyway, most of the protesters at that time were yellow-skinned people, so with the intention of grabbing the wrong one rather than letting it go, the American Marines kicked open the door of the house door from house to house, and if it was another ethnic group in the house, they turned their heads and left with a "sorry"; If you see a Chinese inside, it will be a burst of punches and kicks, plus * waiting, and the stronger ones will be locked up and taken away immediately. All of a sudden, the Oahu was full of wolves, a miasma of smoke, and the peace of the morning was no longer there.

At dusk, another order came from the colonial government. It turned out that what had happened in the court had been sued by those who had escaped to the colonial government. As a result, George R. Carter, the governor of Hawaii's quasi-state in the United States of America, ordered that Zhu Fangsheng, the leader of the troubles, be wanted all over the island.

The Marines, who had been busy all afternoon, were back in battle at this moment, this time not only on Oahu, but even on the farthest island of Hawaii and the smallest island of Hello, thousands of American soldiers, fully armed, with teeth and claws, on the beautiful Hawaiian Islands, were violently searching for Zhu Fangsheng, an Oriental boy who was only twelve years old.

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After the gunshot in the square, the Japanese boy left the restaurant with Zhang Yuanji, but did not return to the Chen Mansion. When Zhang Yuanji left, he turned around and looked painfully at the clansmen who were fighting for survival with knives and guns in the square in front of him, bleeding and fighting, and his heart hurt like a knife. The tears behind the glasses, one after another, kept falling on the clothes, and after a while, they were wet.

Crossing the street and turning the alley, walking all the way, tears were also shed all the way. The country is weak, and wherever the people go, they will be discriminated against and endured inhumane treatment. For a little hope of life, you have to shed blood and fight hard. How did this glorious China fall to such a point now? Even on the island of Hawaii, can't you have a normal life?

O Motherland,

How did you end up in such a field??

How can you watch your people being bullied like this???