More than two months later

June 26, 1890

Sydney, Governor's Office

Sir Cromwell, the Governor, sat in a chair with a telephone receiver in his hand, and smoked a cigarette with an anxious expression, turning the room into a miasma.

“…… My God...... Can you believe it, now that everything is out of control, the situation is deteriorating so dramatically that my orders are not even three blocks away, that insidious old fellow at Morgan is fanning up fanatical white extremism, organizing a large number of armed citizens to confront the state government, and everything is terrible. ”

"No, I can't help it, now even the Royal Police are hiding, in fact I have no one to use......"

"Dear Mr. Shin, I beg you to settle my family properly, eh...... Well...... I may be the first governor to be ousted by rioting citizens, and it's nothing short of apocalyptic. ”

"Thank you, thank you very much, the most important thing in my life is my family, I don't want any accidents to happen to them......"

The door to the governor's office was suddenly pushed open, and Cheney, the chief of staff, walked in and shouted with a look of panic; "Mr. Governor, there are thousands of armed citizens who are flocking here, smashing and looting and even shooting people everywhere along the way, they have reached the neighborhood and the situation is completely out of control......"

"Oh sell ga......"

Governor Cromwell stood up in shock, dropped the microphone in his hand, turned and ran to the window, from which he could see the black and oppressive armed white citizens coming, shouting curses and smashing the shops on the side of the street, looting everything they could see.

Several Chinese businessmen were dragged out of the street and beaten on the head, and then brutally shot in the street, and the bloody thugs laughed and fired rampant congratulations to the sky.

"Smack".

A stray bullet hit the rock next to the window, and the stone chips burst out, and a spiderweb-like crack immediately appeared on the window glass, which frightened Governor Cromwell into shrinking his neck and turning around; "Quick, get out of here, these guys are all crazy."

The cantonal self-government building was littered with messy paper, and there were staff members running around, and a woman fell down the hallway, and several men straddled over her in a panic, and no one thought to help her.

Cromwell walked briskly, reached out and helped the lady up, and asked; "Can you still walk on your own, Miss Christie?"

"Oh...... God, thank you, Mr. Governor, I think it should be. ”

"Get out of here, then."

Cromwell hurriedly gave an order, and then took Cheney down the stairs quickly, and as soon as they reached the lobby on the first floor, they saw more than a dozen crisp gunshots sounding outside the door.

"Oh...... Oh my God, let's get out the back door. ”

The two of them lowered their hats, their collars raised high to hide their faces, and walked briskly to the back exit......

There was chaos at the entrance of the NSW Home Rule Office, blood was everywhere in the streets, and frenzied mobs opened fire on the fleeing staff of the Home End Office, both Chinese and white, in an apparent organized massacre.

Especially in the adjacent state legislature, the thugs almost killed people on sight, and many Liberal Democratic lawmakers were brutally murdered and ambushed everywhere.

Fortunately, due to the deterioration of law and order in Sydney, the vast majority of Chinese Zhi Gong Party MPs were not in the state parliament building, so they escaped.

In a remote alley, Cromwell and Cheney were walking with their heads browning down, and they could hear the constant sound of gunfire and screams coming from the surrounding streets, which only intensified their fears, and they were almost running.

At this time, more than 10 thugs with loaded guns suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley, and the man led by said with a cruel smile on his face; "Oooh oh...... Let me guess where the wise and martial Mr. Governor is going? It's not tea time, it's time to go on a secret date, because some beautiful lonely woman is waiting for you? I guess it must be a yellow woman, hehehehehe......"

The appearance of the thugs made Governor Cromwell's face suddenly turn pale, and he looked back in horror, and the alley behind him was also blocked by the thugs, and they could not escape.

Cromwell glanced at Cheney next to him with a miserable face, and saw a look of despair in Cheney's eyes, and then Cromwell turned his head and said calmly to the approaching thug; "I am the elected Governor, and with the natural mission and popular support given to me by Her Majesty the Holy Queen of the British Empire, to practice the pastoral policy of equality and fraternity, and to work for the integration of all ethnic groups and the sharing of freedom, I am convinced that everything I am doing is right, and that both Chinese and white people are the masters of this land......"

"Bang bang bang...... Bang bang ......"

Before he could finish his words, the white thug led by him drew his gun and fired angrily, pouring all the bullets on Cromwell's body, digging bloody holes in his body, and the other white thugs also drew their guns and shots, turning Cromwell and Cheney into a hornet's nest.

"Phew, lowly Irish pig, go to hell!"

The white thug led by a fierce spit and raised his head, under the wide-brimmed cowboy hat that originally covered his face, a pair of cruel light blue eyes showed a fierce light, the unkempt beard looked even more savage and rude, and a deep scar on his forehead was impressive.

"Let's go, guys, it's time for us to revelry, let's go and drag out and hang those high-flying Mr. Councillors one by one, they are vile betrayers, moths hiding in our bodies."

"The boss is right, let's go and kill them."

"Hahaha...... I love hearing the screams of these betrayers, it's like great music. ”

"Yo ho...... So what are you waiting for, let's have a blast! ”

On this day

The beautiful seaside city of Sydney was in the midst of riots, puffs of black smoke were burning on the streets of the city, white thugs were showing their hideous faces in the carnival, and corpses were seen strewn and bloodstained on the streets from time to time.

Among them were Chinese and white, and they were all victims of the riots.

The mob smirked and stormed into the houses, looted and humiliated women, shot and killed Chinese moderates in the same city, and brutalized members of the Liberal Democratic Party who sympathized with the Chinese.

On the outskirts of the city, the chaos was exacerbated by the influx of heavily armed white cowboys into the city.

Beilun City

Standing on the balcony of the top floor of the towering building, looking at the city of Sydney through the azure bay, you can clearly see the large black smoke rising from the city buildings, the city streets are blazing, and the mob is waving knives and guns, and it is a chaotic scene.

Xin Changjun looked at all this with a solemn expression, and said with a long sigh; "It's better to be a peace dog than a troubled world, no matter in any corner of the world, it is the general public who suffers from social turmoil."

"Your Excellency, thanks to the timely information of the Political Service Department, we were able to evacuate a large number of personnel from Sydney this time, what a blessing!" Zhang Li, the mayor of Beilun, looked embarrassed, and said solemnly to Dai Yingcai, the director of political affairs next to him; "Thank you Director Dai for the timely warning, otherwise our losses in this riot would have been too great, this important information has saved countless people, and I would like to express my sincere gratitude on behalf of these survivors."

"Mayor Zhang is polite, this was originally a matter within my political situation, and the hard work of so many years has finally come to fruition, fortunately, fortunately." There was a hint of arrogance in Dai Yingcai's humble tone.

He does have the capital to be proud of, this beautiful evacuation operation has made the southern whites punch empty, there are really countless living people, and now there is only one way to vent his anger by killing indiscriminately.

As for the Chinese who are still stranded in Sydney, most of them are reluctant to run the property they have run for half their lives, and they have the idea of luck, and as a result, they end up with corpses on the streets and die.

After all, the chaotic thugs are not a disciplined army, and in this terrible chaos, there are many innocent white people who have been ruined and suffered from the disaster of pond fish.

"In that case, this chaos will continue for a few more days, and the city of Sydney will be really troubled." Xin Changjun sighed lightly and asked; "Director Dai, how many white cowboys have entered the city so far?"

Dai Yingcai replied; "Rough statistics are no less than 27,000 people, and further afield, there are still a large number of white cowboys coming in groups, far more than the former, this is an organized large-scale operation, the Royal Ranchers' Association is deeply involved, in which the former governor Tivins played an important role, and the old thing Morgan McLowrie, who intends to completely destroy the elected state government through large-scale riots, now is the weakest time for Sydney, if we take advantage of the weakness at this moment, Wipe out all the thugs like a withering ......"

"No, you can't." Xin Changjun shook his head and categorically refused, and in the face of a few surprised glances behind him, he slowly explained;

"Politically, it's not viable.

New South Wales and Queensland are separate autonomous states, and although they are united into an Australian Dominion, each has a great deal of autonomy and separate legislative powers.

It's like several families living in a building, although they live together, but they live their own little lives behind closed doors, everyone is equal in status, they don't belong to each other, they just live in a unit building on the surface, and in fact there is no binding force.

If one of the families was fighting because of family conflicts, as a neighbor, they couldn't kick open the door and kill them all, but they didn't do it.

If you start rashly, you will put yourself in a disadvantageous situation, and your appearance will be too ugly.

The right thing to do is to wait for the matter to ferment, and make the man's domestic violence public, which will attract unanimous international condemnation, and even the landlord (the UK) will take the initiative to intervene, which is an acceptable solution to occupy the moral high ground.

Knowing that the advantage of time is on our side, we are not in a hurry. ”

"Sir, what if the British don't care?"

"That's a good question, limited by the backwardness of the way of information transmission in today's era, when the relevant news is transmitted to all parts of the world, those officials in London will react, and it will be at least half a month later," Xin Changjun's tone paused, and his eyes narrowed to look in the direction of the Sydney Telegraph Office, where a thick flame was burning, rising a large cloud of black smoke.

With a complicated look in his eyes, he continued; "According to the urine nature of those officials in London, they will definitely send someone to investigate, and this has been going for months, and these people in Sydney can't wait that long, you must know that the riots have caused a great blow to social activities, the rioters are not producing, and after we have a total economic blockade of them, they will inevitably jump over the wall......"

"Oh...... I see. It dawned on everyone.

The Red Forker adheres to the principle of not firing the first shot, but if you do...... Then don't blame me for fighting back, you can't take care of yourself.

This response is beyond reproach from any point of view.

As for saying that in the face of a mobilized enemy, it will cost more blood in the war, that can only be summed up in one sentence; How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?

In this era of absolute European dominance, every step of the Red Fort is like walking on thin ice, and it is really deliberate!

As the first mayor of Beilun City, his dream is to build the Bay Bridge, which will closely connect the two coastal cities.

During his nearly 10-year term as second mayor, Zhang Li traveled to Sydney countless times, and he knew every street in this beautiful coastal city, where he also had many white sympathizers and supporters, and many white friends.

But now......

Just across a blue bay is the difference between heaven and hell.

Zhang Li knows;

Thousands of Chinese were evacuated overnight on dozens of ferries from Sydney to Beilun last night, but no one informed the Democratic Liberals who were brutalized by the mob that they had become outcasts in the incident.

The case for this is also very good; Prevent the leakage of news and make the great retreat operation a failure,

Can...... You'll at least inform Governor Cromwell to avoid this!

Perhaps, he is the heaviest victim!

"Your Excellency, the militia divisions in various localities have all been reorganized and are currently stationed at the battalion and company level for training, and you can see if you can issue a red notice requesting the Army General Staff Headquarters to complete the reorganization and integration of the militia divisions in order to deal with possible large-scale aggression in the south."

Xin Changjun nodded solemnly and said; "Yes, in the name of the Chief Secretary for Administration, a Red Notice will be issued, and it will be submitted to the Earl, requesting an immediate transfer to a wartime system for further war mobilization against the Australian mainland and overseas provinces, and this war seems to be inevitable."

"Understood, let's handle it." The men left in a hurry.

Xin Changjun looked at everyone with complicated eyes, some of them looked eager to try, some of them couldn't hide their heartache, some of them had fiery eyes, everyone had different expressions, and there was a faint cry in their ears.

The tragedy that happened in Sydney Bay can be seen by countless people in Beilun City, which is only separated by a narrow strait, and the indescribable grief and indignation converge into a surging torrent, which is almost breaking through the sky.

Alas, what an eventful season!