London, United Kingdom, 2:30 a.m. local time.

In the dark of night, there doesn't seem to be a single star in the sky, but in a small town on the outskirts of London, an old Scottish two-story building is still faintly lit.

This small building made of old Scottish stone is more like a miniature version of a castle.

On the second floor, there was a small fire burning in the fireplace, and an old man with white hair sat in front of the fireplace, looking at a radio on the small table in front of him, which was playing the radio, and the old man checked a dictionary of English and Chinese translation in his hand from time to time.

Unbelievably, the old man listened to the Chinese broadcast.

The old man's name was Sengermann, and he was a veteran, a veteran who lived alone.

The 69-year-old Sengermann, once an excellent veteran who has received many awards, landed in China in 1900 under the leadership of General Seymour.

At that time, Sengermann was only 22 years old, in the prime of life, and a sergeant in the Royal Infantry Regiment.

Born on a small farm in northern Scotland, he was very timid, and he had no overseas stationing experience after joining the army.

At that time, their impression of China was still stuck in newspaper reports and folk rumors.

It is rumored that China is a vast land, very, very large, and very populous, and although it is different from the gold that Marco Polo boasted about, there are a lot of gold, silver and jewels in their palaces and official residences.

Every time the British were able to salvage huge sums of wealth from this far-flung Far Eastern country, starting with the Opium Wars. Many people yearn for the East, for the wealth there, for the arms business or the opium business.

There are also people who buy silk and porcelain from there by various means and bring them back to England to make a lot of money. There are also people who do slave business from there, deceive those uneducated barbaric and backward Chinese in the name of recruiting workers, and deceive these pigs to Southeast Asia and even the United States, let them go to plantations, dig mines, build railways, and let them do a life that is completely different from slaves.

However, the timid Sengerman was very different from the excitement of his comrades when they boarded the ship, because he had heard many rumors about the Chinese who knew magic, and coincidentally, there was an old soldier near their farm, and after returning to England by luck, said that those Chinese would fly the wall, and once when the troops were stationed in a theater, they were inexplicably attacked by the Chinese, and their heads were cut off by their big knives and spears.

At that time, the young Sengermann believed in religion and believed that the East was full of mysteries, so he was very scared before he got on the ship.

It wasn't until the fleet reached the East Indies that he settled down a bit, and when he saw that the Indians were low-voiced and obedient under the rule of the British Empire, they did not dare to resist anything, and the officers on the ship told them that the Chinese, like the Indians, were a spineless people, so that everyone did not have to worry.

The short stay in India minimized their fear of the unknown about China, and soon, as the tension grew, the order to go to war was finally given, and the fleet set off again.

They passed through Singapore, followed the Strait of Malacca, and finally followed the Chinese coastline all the way north to Dagukou.

Sitting on the boat, they quietly waited for the fleet to bombard Dagukou, which soon fell, and the coalition forces began to attack Tianjin.

As a result, not long after advancing along the Tianjin Canal, he was intercepted by the [***] team in Langfang.

Sengerman remembers that battle very well, the enemy was not exactly a regular army, there were the kind of people who looked to be good at martial arts and wielded broadswords, it was said to be the Boxers, there were also Qing troops with long braids and robes, and even civilians wielding long forks.

The battle was short-lived, broke out very quickly, the Chinese were outnumbered, and although there were almost no guns, only some shotguns, the coalition forces quickly suffered casualties.

Sengermann, a rifleman, only remembers that it seemed to be Chinese on all sides, and the only thing he could do was obey the orders of his superiors and fire mechanically.

He didn't know how many Chinese he had killed, maybe several, maybe one didn't, because he clearly remembered being kicked to the ground by his boss and fired into the air by a reprimand.

Even now that he thinks about it, he feels scared. He and many of his comrades-in-arms thought that if the other side was the same army, with rifles or even artillery, then he would be scared, but not tremble. I don't know why, when he saw those Chinese who rushed up with a big knife, or even climbed up after being shot, he felt a trembling fear.

This people, in newspaper reports and folk rumors, and even in the speeches of officials, has long been described as a walking corpse.

But it is such a people, their most pitiful and lowly civilians, who dare to die against the invaders.

You know, Indians, who are in a similar situation to them, never dare to use swords against bullets. In Africa, in many other places, the same British were colonizers, but the local people never dared to rush up with broadswords and spears like the Chinese.

They shouted slogans that they would never understand, and then died in front of the position.

Of course, Sengerman remembers even more that those Chinese who rushed to the position hacked to death three of their comrades with large knives in their hands, and they were stabbed in the arm.

Later, they captured several captives.

However, the captives did not surrender, they cursed the invaders until they died.

From the mouth of the translator, he knew what the Chinese, whose face was full of hatred, both eyes gouged out, and blood and tears, were talking about in the frantic shouting before the execution.

"Hahaha, the sky has no eyes, the sky has no eyes...... I think I am a beautiful China, a 5,000-year-old civilization with generations of heroes. Now the incompetence of the Manchurians has ruined my great luck, and one day, my great Han people will be like the Han Wu Tang Sect, pointed by the spear, all Yi surrendered, and all countries came to court.

I saw it, I saw it!! Twenty years, twenty years! Twenty years later, a Chinese hero will stand up and change all that, and he will make you tremble!

Wanyi surrenders, Wanyi surrenders, hahaha...... It's not that I don't report it, it's not time yet, you Yidi, he said that under the power of my Han Tianwei, don't tremble, don't tremble, hahaha, die, what is there to fear of death, eighteen years later, Lao Tzu is a good man again!! Hahaha......"

The peasant, whose face was full of blood and tears, seemed to see the future at the cost of his last struggle before death.

At that time, the man's devilish roar was deeply reflected in Sengerman's mind, and it lingered. Nearly a third of the entire coalition army was killed or wounded, which was enough for him to see the Chinese's deepest resistance from the hearts of the so-called untouchables.

Wounded, he returned to the battleship, fortunately sent to Singapore, and then soon returned home.

He applied for retirement, and during this short trip to China, he found that he was still so timid, even if he had a rifle in his hand that could kill the enemy, he could no longer pick it up and shoot at the Chinese or others.

After retiring from the army, he became a librarian.

He began to study history, flipping through the history related to the Chinese, and perhaps it was the crazy Chinese who made him interested in China.

Gradually, as he grew older, his understanding of history became more and more deep, he learned Chinese, could read and write Chinese characters, and he also saw a magnificent China that could make him hold his breath.

What a huge empire of ancient civilizations, a civilization that has experienced countless glories, and a civilization that has allowed all nations to come to court and the world to submit.

They have left the world far behind countless times in terms of science and technology, culture, education, economic and social development. Their wisdom is embodied in great projects, in their vast rule, in intriguing politics, in their magnificent wars, in their countless achievements that have put the rest of the world to shame.

I don't know when, the cry of the peasant before death began to appear in his dreams, and in his continuous attention, the revolution was breaking out in that eastern China.

First, there were people who rose up against the Qing Dynasty, which was ruled by the Manchus, which had rotted to the roots.

Then, there was a revolution in Western ways, many careerists turned into warlords, and then a man named Sun Yat-sen founded a new state.

If it weren't for a particular experience, Sengelmann would have even thought that Sun Yat-sen was a man who might have fulfilled the peasant's prophecy.

It turned out that he had met Sun Yat-sen once in the name of donations, when the pioneer of the Chinese revolution was fleeing to London. Sengermann gave him £500 and was given a chance to talk to him at length.

As a result, Sengermann found that this Sun Yat-sen was still far from what he imagined. Facts have also proved that although Sun Yat-sen successfully dismantled the Qing Dynasty, he only played a role in overthrowing the trend, and did the most suitable thing at the most suitable time.

But what happened in China afterwards left him dumbfounded.

A warlord from southwest China came into his sights, and soon, Sengermann didn't even have time to investigate the warlord, and his development was unimaginably fast.

He first occupied the vast southwest of China, much larger than the British.

He then defeated the British in Burma and the French.

Soon, he also defeated the British fleet at sea.

Then, his development was even more impressive, he actually defeated that Chiang Kai-shek, defeated Yue himself, and then established a country.

"It's him! That's him!! Zhang Shusheng is the Chinese who can change China and the world in the last prophecy of the deceased. ”

After Zhang Shusheng defeated all the enemies in front of him, established the state, and even defeated himself, the Soviets, the British, the French, and the Americans. Sengermann had in mind the Chinese peasant who had died.

His prophecy came true.

When the Chinese atomic bomb exploded in Yuben, I had nightmares every night, and Sengerman, who saw the devil screaming before death, couldn't sleep even more. He listened to the radio from the East every night.

And now, no one knows, in the whole of Britain, that he was the first to hear the bad news.

“…… A successful ultra-long-range nuclear strike was inflicted on Washington and Chicago...... According to the latest information, the imperial side will also immediately launch a nuclear strike on the UK......"

"They're coming! They're coming! The next one is London, the next one is London...... Their revenge is coming...... Chinese are coming, they have come to take revenge, they are no longer lowly Chinese, we are the lowly British...... They rolled over......"

Sengerman stood up tremblingly and circled the room, his whole brain completely insane. He wants to atone for his sins, he wants to be delivered, he wants to leave it all and go to the bosom of the Lord.

"Only the Lord's bosom is safe, and only the Lord can deal with Chinese...... It's our ...... wrong."

He first subconsciously sprinkled gasoline all over the house, then lit it, stood in the firelight, and looked at the dark sky, "I seem to see God, Lord Almighty, I am coming......"

In the blazing firelight, in his field of vision, the starry sky in the distance seemed to have a star that was particularly bright. He thought it was the Lord who had come to guide him.

(To be continued)