Balance is also considered strenuous activity.

The sun was just right in the sky, and Zhao Chuanxin didn't feel tired at all, so he really warmed up.

After warming up, he looked down at the old sacred altar, and the power of faith was already filled.

After filling up the state, Zhao Chuanxin said to the corpse of the little old man: "Wait for Zhao to use Luo Shada's head to pay tribute to the souls of the dead." ”

……

Before Luo Shada marched into Jiu'ao Mountain, he sent someone to inform Zhang Renjun.

The person who came looked arrogant, and said to Zhang Renjun: "The bandits on Jiu'ao Mountain have blatantly killed our thirteen soldiers, and our governor Luo Shada has sent me to inform Lord Zhang that we are going to Jiu'ao Mountain to suppress the bandits." ”

Zhang Renjun's color changed: "As far as this official knows, there are only fishermen in Jiu'ao Mountain, and there are no bandits. ”

The person who came had to take an inch: "This matter is undoubted, the remains of our soldiers are still in the coffin, and Lord Zhang can go and see it in person if you don't believe it." Our Governor said that in order to maintain stability, Jiu'ao Mountain must be stable for a long time. ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Renjun was completely angry: "What does Rosada mean by this? Do you want to covet the Coloane area? Want to dominate for a long time? ”

The person who came did not give an inch: "This is just to protect the interests of our Portugal, and please let Master Zhang know." I came here today to inform Mr. Zhang, not to ask Mr. Zhang to agree. The number of casualties among our soldiers has been reported to the country, and more troops will be deployed on the island in the near future. ”

That's the threat.

Zhang Renjun's chest rose and fell.

The person who came arched his hand: "The mission has been achieved, this will be retired, if there is any disturbance, please ask Lord Zhang to forgive the sin." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

can make Zhang Renjun angry enough.

"Someone come, immediately report this matter to the imperial court, gather another general, and be ready to start at any time."

Even if Zhang Renjun was angry again, he didn't dare to start a war with Portugal rashly.

The Qing court's message was quickly replied to.

Zhang Renjun took the telegram and looked at it: This matter must be extremely cautious and properly planned. The Portuguese are not allowed to open an excuse for border provocation, and it is subject to public opinion, so it is not allowed to use swords and soldiers without permission......

Zhang Renjun was depressed, is this to make him a peacemaker? Your own people are being slaughtered by the Portuguese, how many peacemakers are old?

No, never.

Zhang Renjun suddenly got up: "Come on, go and prepare a thousand new troops, bring some artillery fire, advance to the Wan Chai Fort in Beishan Ridge, and send additional troops to garrison each pass, if the Portuguese inquire, they will inform them that the staff officer of the new army in Twenty-five Towns will go to Ao Island to inspect the defense ......"

The subordinate asked, "Governor, what should the court do if you ask for a crime?" ”

It's really tiring.

To defend against the enemy, you have to take into account your own camp and pull back your legs.

Zhang Renjun waved his hand: "This official said, this is not a war, just an inspection of defense." ”

His subordinates understood in seconds that Zhang Renjun wanted to deter Portugal and hoped that they could stop in time.

……

Zhao Chuanxin came to the path at the foot of Jiu'ao Mountain, came to the tree where he took a photo with the blackvertebrate ape before, and found that there was a small dirt bag there.

He was stunned, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that this little dirt bag looked like a grave mound.

In the trees, there was no shadow of a blackverteb ape.

The snotty babies who like to come here to play are also gone.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't stay and left here quickly.

At the foot of Jiu'ao Mountain, Zhao Chuanxin looked at the Portuguese logistics soldiers who were transporting supplies to the mountain in front of him, and quietly touched them from the woods.

After getting closer, without saying a word, QW combo.

Rumble......

Winchester M1897 rings.

The two Portuguese soldiers carrying ammunition boxes flew backwards.

The rest were terrified, and without waiting for a counterattack, Zhao Chuanxin Tiger entered the flock, and the smart gyroscope with the elf carving knife rotated around him, jumping, blood and flowers were crystal clear, splashing everywhere.

On the hill, the Portuguese soldiers, who were attacking the village, heard the gunfire down the hill, causing them a small commotion.

When fighting on the front line, the most worrying thing is that the enemy will stab you in the back.

They sent a team of ten people down the mountain to investigate the situation.

happened to meet Zhao Chuanxin head-on on the mountain.

Jiu'ao Mountain is not high, and the side of the road is not steep.

When others go uphill, they should go at a constant speed.

But Zhao Chuanxin is trotting, and his breathing is very even, and his physical strength is particularly exaggerated.

Seeing the Portuguese squad descending the mountain, Zhao Chuanxin took out the Goldberg M1907 and shot.

In the dozen-thru bolt rifle universe, the sound of assault steps is tingling just to listen to.

Bang bang bang, bang bang, bang bang......

The firepower was so strong that the Portuguese soldiers were ready to retreat as soon as they opened fire.

But Zhao Chuanxin didn't give them this opportunity at all, and shot while running up the mountain, and in a few breaths, all the Portuguese soldiers halfway up the mountain were killed.

At this time, the Portuguese soldiers who were attacking on the mountain really panicked.

"The enemy has helpers to go up the mountain, is the reserve under the mountain a piece of paper, it was broken by an attack."

The adjutant's face turned pale, and he heard the very distinctive rhythm of gunfire from Goldberg's M1907.

At this time, in the whole world, except for Zhao Chuanxin, there is no second person who has this kind of weapon, which can be described as unique.

Last time, Zhao Chuanxin warned him not to talk outside the existing territory in Portugal.

But after the scar was good, he forgot the pain, and felt that the new governor Rosada had a strong wrist, so he could try it, and the result was immediately reported.

The adjutant panicked, but he didn't want to sit still, he hurriedly said: "Array, don't care about those fishermen now, prepare to resist the enemy going up the mountain, hurry up, a group of fools ......"

When they lined up, with Vergelo M1904 rifles in hand, they were ready to line up to shoot the incoming enemy.

Halfway up the mountain and beneath the mountain fell silent, becoming silent.

"What about people?"

"Damn it, where's it?"

The unknown is the scariest thing.

"Is it the Qing army?"

"The Qing army does not dare to go to war with us Portugal."

The adjutant was the most nervous.

He knew that it was Zhao Chuanxin who came, but he didn't say it, because it would affect the morale of the army.

He held his breath, and any movement could make him tremble.

At this moment, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

The adjutant was stunned, turned his head to look, and couldn't help but tear his eyes.

He was even speechless for a while.

Zhao Chuanxin ran behind him unconsciously.

How is this possible?

First of all, the speed of this came too fast, and secondly, the route on the mountain was guarded by them, and it was clear that no one went up the mountain.

Zhao Chuanxin grinned and said, "I clearly warned you, you prefer not to take the usual path." ”

He drained the power of faith from the old sacred altar before quietly teleporting to the mountain.

As he spoke, Zhao Chuanxin had an extra axe in his hand and chopped it down viciously.

Burst......

The adjutant fell, and the rest of the people hadn't reacted yet.

Who made the adjutant cowardly, stood last.

All the Portuguese soldiers were on guard, their eyes were looking in the direction of the mountain, and they did not notice it for a while.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the adjutant's hair and slowly put him down.

Spread out two long legs and started running, holding a Ares M1907 in each hand.

The total number of Portuguese soldiers on the mountain was almost 80 people, which seemed like a small number, but for dealing with a group of untrained fishermen, it was already a knife to kill chickens.

When Zhao Chuanxin ran a third of the way, someone was finally awakened by the splashing blood: "Be careful behind, the enemy attacks ......"

Now that it was exposed, Zhao Chuanxin fired the gun.

Sudden Sudden Sudden ......

The smell of gunpowder smoke rushed straight to the brain, and even if the sun was at the beginning of the day, you could see the general outline, and between the tongues of fire, there was a desperate howl everywhere.

The God of War M1907 uses the same type of pistol bullet as the Lugang M1907, which is far less powerful than the rifle bullet.

Therefore, some people have been shot two or three times and have not died, and they have suffered even more if they have not died.

The little old man was shot in the shoulder socket only once, and then he died of excessive blood loss, which shows how big the difference in power between the two types of bullets is.

This is also the reason why the firepower of the God of War M1907 is far greater than that of the Goldberg M1907, but Zhao Chuanxin often uses assault steps.

Sometimes, he needs a single shot to render the enemy incapacitated.

But at this time, due to the number of enemies and zero-distance melee combat, Zhao Chuanxin could only use the God of War M1907.

Zhao Chuanxin himself was shot six or seven times in an instant, which is one of the drawbacks of unobstructed close combat.

Zhao Chuanxin snorted twice, put away the God of War M1907, took out the Lugang M1907 with his right hand, and lifted a corpse with his left hand and held it as a shield and continued to rush forward.

A Portuguese soldier fired a shot at the "corpse shield", hurriedly pulled the bolt, and was about to shoot a second time, when the smart gyroscope arrived.

The Portuguese soldiers had already seen the tragic situation of being slashed by this knife through their comrades, and the whole person was split in two diagonally, and the upper body was dragged and crawled on the ground, so terrifying that it made people tremble and despair.

He hurriedly wanted to shoot the smart gyroscope, but the smart gyroscope could even dodge bullets with Zhao Chuanxin, not to mention that it was almost equivalent to no weight, dexterously dodging a blow and slashing down vertically.

The Portuguese soldier shot into the air, and when he saw the elf carving knife menacing, he raised the Vergelo M1904 to resist.

Without incident, even people with guns split vertically from the middle......

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "It's a pity for the gun." ”

Zhao Chuanxin is terrible, and the smart gyroscope is even more terrifying.

The surviving Portuguese soldiers were in despair.

Zhao Chuanxin's firepower is so fierce that it makes people doubt life, the sharpness of the elf carving knife is simply indestructible, and what is even worse is that Zhao Chuanxin seems to be unable to die, many people watched as they hit Zhao Chuanxin, but Zhao Chuanxin continued to run wildly.

One person couldn't withstand the overwhelming pressure, and knelt directly: "I surrender......"

Then "Hula" a large number of Portuguese soldiers knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

According to Zhao Chuanxin's habits, he was never surrendered, but this time he stopped.

There was a faint pain in the place where he was hit, especially at the beginning of the second rib under the chest, that place was lucky with shit, and he was shot twice in succession, and Zhao Chuanxin felt that he couldn't get the bone cracked.

The typical resolute armor resisted, but the person did not carry it.

He endured the pain and threw the corpse to the ground, which was already mutilated by too much ammunition, and was almost torn apart after the fall.

Zhao Chuanxin stood in front of the more than 20 surviving people with a fierce look, and shouted: "Put down the gun, untie the belt, work in pairs, and tie each other's hands to each other." ”

I don't know if it's pretending not to understand, or if there are other careful thoughts, a group of people didn't move.

Zhao Chuanxin picked the nearest one and raised his hand to shoot.

Bang.

Median hilum of the brain.

Fell.

"Get the fuck moving!"

The rest did not dare to hesitate any longer.

After they hurriedly tied each other, Zhao Chuanxin began to collect weapons.

On the mountain, some villagers noticed that the gunfire had stopped and watched curiously.

Seeing a group of foreign devil soldiers kneeling, he was immediately surprised: "It's that lazy man surnamed Zhao, he's back, he's come to save us......"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't report his real name here, but only told everyone that his surname was Zhao.

He was lying on a chair when he saw Tian'er, he didn't do any work, he was always frolicking with a group of children, and everyone gave him the nickname of a lazy man behind his back.

The villagers hung their own lotteries, exhausted and walked out from all corners and gathered in this direction.

When they saw the severed limbs and wreckage at the scene, even the bravest people trembled in fear.

Is this the eighteenth layer of hell......

(End of chapter)