After sending the radio, Zhao Chuanxin climbed up the bow tower, lay down next to the radio signal tower, lit a cigarette, and crossed Erlang's legs to swallow the clouds and spit out fog.

The correspondent did not dare to leave, because Zhao Chuanxin did not allow it.

He had to stay put, waiting for news to come back.

After a while, he came out of the communication room, raised his head and shouted: "Mr. Zhao, Washington said that there is an urgent meeting, let you wait a while, and don't do any more sabotage." ”

Zhao Chuanxin was noncommittal.

After waiting for a long time for Dao Zhao Chuanxin to reply, the correspondent went back in a gloomy manner.

But not everyone is convinced.

First Squadron, Commander of the 1st Squadron, Rear Admiral Robory Brown. D. Evans privately liaises with the rest of the main ship and destroyer.

Robley S. D. Evans said: "I just watched him fight, and he was really strong. He can fly on the sea, can scuttle ships, has countless ammunition, and the most outrageous thing is that he can still dodge bullets? But you find out that no, it's just because we're not used to the way he fights. No one is going to fight like him, like a beast at close quarters, and we were caught off guard by him. There are many of us, as long as we are brave enough, we may not be able to kill him on the spot! ”

Joseph Wilson disagreed, and he replied on behalf of the USS Minnesota: Major General, I don't think so. We have sacrificed enough soldiers, and this is the fault of the council. Zhao Chuanxin has stopped killing people, so let's not continue to provoke him.

Robley S. D. Evans was furious: Captain Wilson, you have to remember that even though we are not an Army, it is still our soldiers' duty to fight, and the same is true for defending our country. Zhao Chuanxin has brought enough tribulations to the United States, so much so that there is a reason for us to kill him a few times. Also, I heard that Zhao Chuanxin sent you a telegram separately, mentioning your family? Do you know him?

Joseph Wilson was just well-intentioned.

But kindness was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs.

What made him most distressed was that Zhao Chuanxin sent him a radio alone and leaked out.

In other words, his subordinates have begun to distrust him.

So, he stopped talking.

Robley S. D. Evans said, "All ships and destroyers, close to the Bainbridge." We added up to tens of thousands of soldiers, rushed up together, besieged him, and attacked him, even if he had three heads and six arms, he would not be able to kill us if he was exhausted! Captain Wilson, you're going to storm with the soldiers!

Joseph Wilson never expected to set himself on fire.

His face turned pale.

He saw Zhao Chuanxin's performance just now: it was as fast as the wind, as aggressive as fire, and as unpredictable as yin.

That guy is not afraid of death, someone shoots within ten meters, and he doesn't even dodge or dodge, as if he knows that the other party can't hit him.

Joseph Wilson has never seen anyone jump four or five meters high.

It is said that tigers in Siberia can jump more than two meters at most.

This guy is scarier than a tiger.

Zhao Chuanxin was lying on the roof of the bow tower, disassembling the Goldberg M1907, trying to find out the problem.

There is no problem with the air duct, no problem with the bolt bracket, it turns out that there is a problem with the extractor.

The extractor can lock the edge of the cartridge case, pull the cartridge case back, and in the process of retreating, collide with the shell ejection, and then eject the cartridge case from the gun body.

The air conduction of the air duct causes overheating, which may jam the extractor during thermal expansion and contraction, resulting in jamming.

The more sophisticated the weapon, the more likely this kind of failure will occur.

The groove of the extractor will rotate, Zhao Chuanxin studied it, took out the elf carving knife, took out the steel again, made a deeper groove, and reinstalled it.

I tried it and felt like it worked.

Whether or not the problem can be solved has to be tested in actual combat.

He began to reload his magazines again, and could hear the rumbling of ships and the whining of steam.

He tilted his head slightly, and saw several big white battleships pulling anchor and slowly approaching, and there were also destroyers known as "sea light cavalry", which were coming faster in this direction.

In addition, there are countless small boats floating on the sea, full of armed men.

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

What is this for?

Shelling this destroyer?

But not like it?

When he got close to a certain distance, Zhao Chuanxin saw that they were trying to find a way to transport soldiers to the destroyer, and he suddenly realized.

This group of dogs thinks that they can't kill themselves if there are too many people, and they want to play crowd tactics.

He took out the Ecstasy Lamp, held it in his hand, and recited a spell.

On the sea, there is no shortage of water vapor.

Zhao Chuanxin carried the ecstasy lamp, and wherever he pointed, the fog spread and spread.

The soldiers who were boarding the ship were stunned.

"Why is it foggy all of a sudden?"

In just a few moments, the fog completely enveloped the destroyer Bainbridge, and the visibility was no more than three meters.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled: Dog, see how you fight?

This concentration of fog is really rare, and the probability of accidentally shooting and injuring one's own people is very high.

The fog was so thick that the soldiers were disoriented when they boarded the ship, and the people couldn't find where their weapons had fallen, and every now and then, the faces of their comrades suddenly appeared in the rolling fog.

Seeing the road by touching, contacting by roaring, and the nose is wet between breaths.

Some people are beating drums in their hearts, and this kind of thick fog, casually moving their hands and feet, is like leaving marks on the snow; It's a little bit of a stir, like a cry in a hole.

"Everyone be on guard, if Zhao Chuanxin comes over by feeling the fog, no one knows."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "But isn't it? They all leaned towards me and were obedient. ”

"Who are you?"

"I'm Zhao Chuanxin."

"Fack!"

In the thick fog, there were bursts of exclamations.

Bang!

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.

In the armies of the past dynasties, there is a word called - camp roar.

Camp howling usually happens at night.

When the pressure of the soldiers is high, the slightest disturbance can cause a big brawl involving thousands of people.

At this time, the naval soldiers, although they did not sleep, were under the same pressure.

The thick fog also makes people feel like falling into a dream.

Hearing Zhao Chuanxin's voice, plus a gunshot, all of them exploded.

Each pulled out his weapons and was on guard, and he was only one line away from shooting blindly.

The ecstasy lamp is very magical, it seems to be able to flip the light refracted by the fog, and no one else can see, only Zhao Chuanxin can.

He saw that everyone looked like they were about to collapse.

After thinking about it, he pointed his gun at two soldiers who were in close proximity and fired a shot at one of them.

Bang!

The man fell in response.

When the man next to him saw his companion fall, he screamed and raised his gun and fired.

Then the gunshots burst into pieces.

Bang, bang, bang......

Good guy, Zhao Chuanxin must find cover and hide, otherwise he will be easily shot indiscriminately.

The gunfire was chaotic, mixed with screams from time to time, and the screams irritated people's nerves, and they shot blindly......

This creates a closed loop.

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at it, waved the ecstasy lamp, and a puff of fog shrouded the battleships and destroyers next to him.

The fog carried fear, and wherever it went, gunshots rang out.

Zhao Chuanxin can control the fog, but not the sea breeze.

Suddenly, the hunting sea breeze blew, and the fog was irrepressibly dispelled.

While the sea breeze carried away the dense fog, it also brought a tragic scene to everyone.

The deck was littered with the corpses of their own people, many of them were shot in the back, and looking at the radial trajectory, this was certainly not a shot fired by one person, and the rest could be a gun fired by a companion.

When the fog cleared, it was natural to see that the person who fired the shot was his comrade, and he scolded loudly.

There are also radical people who shoot directly at their former comrades with their guns.

Again, there was chaos on a small scale.

Joseph Wilson was fortunate that he lay on the ground, close to the side of the ship, and did not fire a single shot, so that no one could find him.

But when the fog cleared, he saw a man standing next to him.

The man was wearing a skull mask, holding a cigar and holding a beautiful pistol against his head.

Joseph Wilson naturally knew who it was, and he stammered: "Mr. Zhao, I am the Joseph Wilson you sent the radio, don't kill me." ”

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

He only knew his name, but he had not seen him.

Just as he wanted to speak, a navy soldier suddenly rushed out of the oblique stab, added a bayonet with a Chuntian M1903, and stabbed Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin's Lugang M1907 disappeared suddenly, and he had an extra Goldberg M1907 in his hand, and he held the bayonet horizontally.

It happened suddenly, and he didn't have time to react otherwise.

Holding the opponent's bayonet, Zhao Chuanxin sank vigorously, pushed the opponent's bayonet up, turned one hundred and eighty degrees, flexibly circled behind this person, and raised the muzzle.

Sudden Sudden Rush!

Three-point shot.

The man fell straight into a pool of blood.

The hot blood splashed Joseph Wilson in the face, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Zhao Chuanxin's gunfire was so peculiar that the soldiers of this era had never heard of it.

So, once the gun was fired, it was known that he Zhao Chuanxin was here.

Some soldiers who still kept their senses vented their anger at Zhao Chuanxin from the thick fog: "He's here, everyone charge together!" ”

Zhao Chuanxin held a cigar in his mouth and slid sideways against the armor plate.

Sudden protrusions.

The two fell to the ground.

Turn the muzzle of the gun and swoop up.

Joseph Wilson finally got a close-up look at the horror of Zhao Chuanxin.

I saw Zhao Chuanxin tilt his head slightly, and the armor steel plate behind his head splashed sparks.

Obviously, just at the moment when the other party aimed at his head, Zhao Chuanxin had already dodged his head.

This is simply outrageous.

Even he found that Zhao Chuanxin was still holding a cigar in his mouth, and he took a puff, and his backhand was a three-point shot.

Sudden protrusions.

The person who fired the shot is accountable.

Zhao Chuanxin calmly pushed forward, and the gunfire would kill people.

His improved Goldberg M1907 was no longer affected by excessive heat.

Someone was on top of his head, ready to jump down and knock Zhao Chuanxin down.

Who knew that Zhao Chuanxin was very sensitive, and quickly glanced up in an instant, took a step forward, and when the person was about to land, he kicked back.

The man flew upside down like a cannonball, "whooshing", hitting the signal tower pillar and vomiting blood.

Joseph Wilson was dumbfounded, this way of fighting was unheard of for him.

Emptying the two magazines, Zhao Chuanxin roughly finished testing, and the modified Goldberg M1907 would no longer overheat and jam, so he put it away.

He saw no less than dozens of soldiers on all sides, and he mounted bayonets to besiege him.

Rifles of this era had a low rate of fire, and once close, bayonets worked better than guns.

So he took out the scepter of redemption, pulled out the elf carving knife, and let the smart gyroscope fly out with the elf carving knife.

Zhao Chuanxin first took the God of War M1907 and pulled the handle of the machine to load, and with a wave of his left hand, the seven soldiers who rushed towards him were divided into two.

Joseph Wilson's blood was cold.

It looks like magic!

Sudden ......

Zhao Chuanxin fired a gun with his right hand, and commanded the smart gyroscope with his left hand to hunt and kill the fish that slipped through the net.

In less than thirty seconds, Joseph Wilson roughly estimated that no fewer than fifty people had died.

He couldn't help but think of Zhao Chuanxin's nickname in the East - God of War.

Thanks to Robley D. Evans also wants to use crowd tactics and wants to use his life to pile Zhao Chuanxin to death.

(End of chapter)