On the low slope in the middle of Bermuda, which is only a few dozen meters above sea level, the flames of the destroyed civil fort are gradually extinguished. After a short rest, a platoon of the army began to advance to the northeast, and within half an hour, a small village with a chapel appeared a hundred meters away, a settlement of only a hundred people in size.

The small black village in front of me seemed to have undergone a baptism not long ago, and under the light of the torches, none of the huts were intact, and even some of the houses were sprinkled with dried blood.

"Jonah, you take someone over there and occupy that corner tower! Corporal Pias, your men are up the fire nearby! Everyone else comes with me, everyone be vigilant! ”

Sergeant Scott looked at the small black wooden church a few dozen meters ahead, pulled on the bolt firing device, and walked away.

"Sergeant, there's someone inside!"

A dozen soldiers leaned against the door of the chapel, and Makarov shrugged his nose and quietly pointed to the wooden wall behind him.

Unfortunately, the wooden windows of the chapel were black-lit, and nothing was known about the situation inside, even if Makarov packed the ticket with living creatures, Scott did not dare to let his subordinates rush in.

"Do you want this?" Makarov thought for a moment, took out a grenade from his waist, and the watch became more and more hideous.

"No, what if it's not a pirate inside? The civilians here are all gone, and I guess there will be. Scott pressed the other's hand, thought for a moment, and then crouched under a window.

He glanced at Makarov and the others, and muttered softly. Makarov's soldiers nodded in unison, and then quietly touched the door.

"Hey! We are the U.S. Army, and we're here to fight pirates! If there's still someone, shout! Seeing that his companion was already in place, Scott took a deep breath, raised the torch in his hand over the window, and shouted loudly in English. On one side, he also used a wooden stick against his helmet to expose the edge.

"God, come and save us......"

Nothing unexpected, but a few female cries finally broke the silence. Scott took advantage of the situation and raised his hand. Torches were thrown through the windows into the chapel, and only exclamations could be heard inside.

The door was slammed open, and several torches were thrown in. Then several soldiers rolled into the church, raised their guns one after another, and pointed them at the men, women, and children crowded together in front of them.

"It's all right, sergeant, it's all civilians, oh, and kids!" Makarov looked at a young woman of English descent closest to him and grinned widely, laughing more ugly than crying.

The young woman retreated to a collapsed chair with a smaller girl in her arms.

A small wooden church. Nearly 90 European civilians were crowded, most of them were tied up, a few fainted, and blood could be seen everywhere on the ground.

The soldiers stood still, not knowing what to do now. The eyes of several of the European soldiers began to glance at the few European women.

"Whoever dares to mess around, I will shoot him!" Scott strode over, blocking out his somewhat distracted subordinates, and turned back to reveal the terrifying stern appearance, and the few recruits who had only been in the army for only three months quickly turned their heads to the side.

"Let's disperse and untie the civilians' ropes."

Walked over to the young woman and squatted down. Gently touched the face of the little girl in the other party's arms. Scott suddenly showed a kind smile, fumbled in his jacket pocket, and took out a small cloth bag, from which he poured a few pieces of crystal rock candy. This is one of several good-than-nothing items that the Army Command currently equips each soldier with to replenish body sugar.

The little girl's keen sense of smell caught the honey-smeared rock candy, and quickly turned her head to look at the young woman who was protecting her. The woman looked at the strange soldier in front of her and saw that the other party had no malicious intent, so she carefully reached out and touched a piece of rock candy and stuffed it into the mouth of the girl in her arms, but did not speak. …,

"We are ...... of the U.S. Army," Scott knew that the other party must have been frightened by his group of soldiers who spoke English for a while, and explained in a strange language in a low voice.

"There are pirates here!" The young woman quietly looked at the face of the young European man in front of her, and suddenly hugged the girl in her arms tightly and hid behind the other, shouting loudly.

Makarov and the others, who were untying the bound man, jumped to the side one by one in fright, pulled the bolt one after another, and pointed around in the dimly lit crowd.

A spark flashed in a corner, and a dark shadow slammed through the small door on one side.

"It's a powder keg!"

In his sight, the string of sparks was moving along a certain curve towards a wooden barrel in the middle of the crowd, and Makarov's pupils dilated instantly.

A tall black shadow pounced, and even knocked a few men in the way along the way. As soon as Makarov's thick arms were closed, he actually picked up dozens of kilograms of powder keg directly like Hercules, and then rushed towards the window!

Another dark figure stood up from not far away, holding a black flintlock musket in each hand, and aimed it directly at the soldier who was holding a powder keg as he ran towards the window.

I saw a flash of gunshots, and after two gunshots, Scott's left arm exploded directly into a cloud of blood mist.

Sergeant Scott had already run to the side a few steps ahead of him, blocking the opponent's blow with his body.

"Sergeant Scott!"

The remaining soldiers did not delay any longer, they raised their guns one after another, and in a short distance of more than ten meters, three rifles fired continuously, and the pirates who were desperate to sneak attack were beaten to the point of blood splashing and retreating again and again, and then spread softly on the civilians on the side, causing a burst of exclamation.

Makarov's body slammed out of the window like a train, and a few seconds later, a pop came from the muddy pond outside the chapel, and a few dozen seconds later, a dense burst of gunfire could be heard in the distance, and then more army soldiers poured into the chapel, pointing their guns at the crowd on the ground.

"What's wrong?" A Chinese officer with the rank of lieutenant walked in with an iron face and looked around at the people under the light of the torches.

"Two pirates lurking among the civilians lit powder kegs, and Sergeant Scott was wounded trying to stop them. Ran one, killed one on the spot! ”

Makarov, who had crawled out of the pool outside the door, was so muddy that he could barely see his human form, and he smelled of stinking up and down, and now he stood at the door of the church, and spoke a series of Mandarin words in a straight voice.

"The pirates who escaped have been killed. This soldier did a good job! Take Sergeant Scott to the dockside medical station! No one here is allowed to leave the church before dawn, or they will be shot on the spot as pirates! ”

Deng Jian glanced at the English civilians at the scene. After Leng finished speaking, he walked out of the church. The soldiers also retreated, setting up a cordon around the chapel.

A few hours of landing operations were over. Completely destroy a pirate ship and kill all pirates. A Spanish merchant ship captured and towed to Bermuda by pirates became the trophy of the landers, and it is estimated that the Spanish sailors who had been executed by the pirates long ago.

With the exception of the historical settlements of English settlers near Harrington Bay in northeastern Bermuda, the 90 or so English settlers who have been rescued from pirates are now prisoners of war who are not prisoners of war. They have been told that Bermuda has become an overseas territory of the American Republic of China.

Several of the leaders of the former English settlers had been executed by pirates, and the arrival of this strange group of "Americans" saved them and took possession of their homeland, but the leaderless English settlers had no courage or reason to resist.

The fly in the ointment was that the casualties still occurred, and Sergeant Scott was shot in the left arm in the blind fire of the black light, but fortunately no bones were injured, otherwise the first record of a disabled veteran of the newly established Army of the American Republic of China would have occurred. …,

Early in the morning. Hundreds of European or Delaware Indian workers from the state-run construction conglomerate went ashore in small boats, and then large quantities of wood, cement, and masonry were brought ashore.

Local civilians were called in by the military to participate in the construction of the docks and the establishment of engineering camps. Not far away, by the ruins of the civil fort that had been destroyed last night. Dozens of civilians of England were silently cleaning up with their distributed shovels.

At noon, food supplies arrived ashore, but the military soon discovered that Bermuda had no freshwater resources of its own, and relied almost exclusively on natural rainfall!

Fortunately, the English immigrants, who were already familiar with Bermuda's climate, dug pools to store rainwater in almost every house, which relieved the negligent. It seems that the amount of work will be increased in the future. It is the construction of large-scale rainwater storage facilities.

Bermuda is in a climate zone with one of the highest storm frequency and rainfall levels, and in the afternoon of the same day, a storm with a large amount of precipitation arrived in Gretel Bay.

Five light cruisers or shear-cut merchant ships at anchor swayed slightly in the storm, and the natural excellent natural environment of Gretel Bay easily protected the fleet, but the large amount of food supplies that had not had time to be safely stored on the shore were mostly lost in the heavy storm rains.

Sun Yang, Deng Jian and others, who had been taught a lesson by nature, were awakened from the joy of the previous great harvest of war booty, and they could only mobilize the officers and men of the army and navy to participate in the construction of wharves and warehouses.

Thirdly, the two armies left a small number of troops to garrison the docks, and the remaining 50 men continued to advance in the direction of Harrington Bay to the northeast, while the light cruiser Vostok, along the north shore of the island, also slowed down towards Harrington Bay to provide the necessary artillery support, because the map shows that near Harrington Bay, England had built several defensive batteries in the last nearly ten years.

In the afternoon, the Vostok and its officers and men finally arrived near the largest English settlement on the historic island of Bermuda.

It seems that there have been casualties in previous pirate raids, and now dozens of English villagers are holding ridiculous weapons in the village. Judging by the ruined farmland and orchards around it, there must have been a desperate battle before.

It took only a few shells to destroy an empty fortification on the coast, and the smoke from the detonated powder keg had a great psychological impact on the English people in the village.

Then at dusk, a platoon of army soldiers, aided by naval guns, stormed the English settlements that had abandoned resistance. This harvest was a little weirder, in addition to more than 70 English civilians, 24 African slaves were also found!

From the very beginning of the landing plan, the historical English settlement on the island of Bermuda was not included in the new port area planning. So, after shelling and razing the empty villages, the Vostok would continue to clear the abandoned batteries near the bay, while the Army escorted surrendered English civilians and black slaves to the Newport area, where the landings were located.

Fourth, the expansion of the dilapidated dock in the landing zone was barely completed, and several nearby warehouses made of prefabricated cement panels were completed. Several manpower pulley cranes were finally unloaded and installed, and bulk supplies began to flow ashore, and after another two days, more than 1,000 tons of materials were piled up throughout the dock area and warehouse.

On the seventh day, a small military fortress built of a simple mixture of cement and brick and wood was re-erected on the ruins of the destroyed fortress on the low slope to the east of the port, and dozens of sailors or army soldiers shouted slogans and dragged three 90-mm Wissworth army fortress guns into the fortress, and then hoisted them into the fortress gun emplacements with the help of human pulley lifting frames.

"Deng Jian, the Dongfang is here as an armed patrol, and the short-wave radio station will be handed over to you, so what's the situation to communicate with the locals." Sun Yang hammered the army lieutenant in front of him, while watching a group of armed army soldiers patrolling in the temporary fortifications near the dock, "The loss of food supplies in the last storm was too great, brother, I have to go one step ahead, next time the fleet will make up for the loss for you, what do you need next time I will bring it together?" ”

"What about these England immigrants? And the black slaves, were they prisoners of war or natives? Deng Jian pouted at a group of English civilians and black slaves who were building a watchtower not far away, "I didn't say how to arrange them when they occupy this place." ”

"Before you need labor, whether it's Europeans or African slaves, it's not something we need to think about!" Sun Yang replied with a grin, "Maybe the Congress and the government need this heart." ”

Sun Yang returned with the light cruiser USS Liberty and three flying shear merchant fleets, carrying a large pile of eye-catching loot.

According to Zhou Kemin's words, the Ming Dynasty immigration funding problem, which was a lot of trouble before, is now someone taking the initiative to "pay the bill".

On May 21, 1622, the national flag was officially raised on the military fort on the island of Bermuda, and the declaration of territory was proclaimed to everyone, and the city of Shuangwan on the island of Bermuda, the overseas territory of the Republic of China and the United States of America, was officially opened for business. (Your support on this site is my biggest motivation.) )