The gunfire on this side of the beach alarmed Ondejong in the Iquique camp.

"Weng Shuai, the gunfire in the northwest direction is so dense!" Xu Ajiu got into the big tent and hurriedly said to his boss.

"In that direction, it should be Jian Qiu and Brother Da Nian who are defending." Weng Derong's mind suddenly flashed the words that Chen Jianqiu had said when he first met him.

"Leader Chen went to the north with the 100th person early in the morning." The adjutant patted his head and said to Weng Derong, "It seems that I went to investigate or patrol." ”

"Not good!" Weng Derong exclaimed.

This young man is too Meng Lang.

Do you need that many people for reconnaissance?

He only had a total of 200 people, and he took 100 people out, so how many are left?

Even if there are only 100 Peruvian soldiers who landed there, they can't hold it!

"The people in the north don't move for the time being, Ah Jiu, you go to the eastern defense line, and then take them to the northwest coastline as quickly as possible.

He removed the gun from the rack behind him, rushed out of the tent, and gave the order.

"The rest of the camp will come with me to help!"

He rushed to Chen Jianqiu's camp with more than a hundred soldiers as fast as possible, only to find that the camp was darkly lit and blind, except for the seven or eight soldiers who stayed behind, no one else was there.

"What about Zhang Danian?" In a hurry, Weng Derong called Zhang Danian's real name to the soldier who was on duty.

"They're on the coast." The soldier said.

"How many?"

"Thirty or forty, I guess." The soldier scratched his head.

At this time, the sound coming from the shore had gradually weakened, and the continuous gunfire of "da-da" that Weng Derong had never heard just now had disappeared, and only sporadic sounds were heard.

"Brothers, copy guys, prepare to meet the enemy!" Weng Derong was grief-stricken and indignant, and he estimated that most of his old buddies had already suffered misfortunes.

However, they waited for a long time, but they did not wait for the enemy to come up and kill them.

Ondejong sent a soldier to look outside the camp to see if there was any movement in the direction of the coastline.

The soldiers soon returned.

"Have you seen any enemies?" Weng Derong asked eagerly.

The soldier's head shook like a rattle.

At this time, Xu Ajiu also arrived with hundreds of soldiers from the Eastern Front.

"Let's go to the beach." Ondejong walked out of the camp.

But when they reached the mound, they saw Zhang Danian leaning against the trench, smoking his dry tobacco pouch with taste.

There were also a few soldiers in the trenches, hiding behind sandbags, with rifles, and every now and then firing a shot outside.

"If you don't move, forget it, don't waste bullets, and come back tomorrow to clean up." Zhang Danian tapped his back.

"Brother Da Nian? What happened? Weng Derong looked confused and asked.

Seeing the arrival of his old friend, Zhang Danian's old face smiled, he just wanted to speak, but he was limited to not many readings and limited expression ability, his mouth was open for a long time, and he didn't hold back a word.

"See for yourself." Zhang Danian pointed to the outside of the sandbag with a dry smoke pot.

Suspiciously, Onderong climbed up the mound and leaned forward to look down.

Stacks of corpses, all over the beach.

"This, how many people have to be here!" Even if he had seen Weng Shuai in the world, he was dumbfounded.

"I didn't calculate it, I guess it's hundreds of people bigger." Zhang Danian smoked a dry cigarette and replied.

"Yes, you thirty or forty people have been killed?"

"Hmm."

Weng Derong was a little dazed, and Chen Ajiu and the other soldiers behind him were also at a loss.

However, Zhang Danian's next sentence made them even more completely crazy.

"I don't know if Jianqiu and they broke through the Peruvian army's camp in the north."

Chen Jianqiu had already set off with the rest of the cavalry earlier.

This time he came to South America, and he did not forget to bring corn with him, so that the big bird of North America could see the land of South America.

Under the guidance of Maize and Sean, Chen Jianqiu and his cavalry quickly found the large camp set up at the foot of the mountain.

The soldiers in the large battalion have already poured out of the nest.

Only twenty or thirty housekeepers remained.

In addition to them, there is also the commissioner of DuPont, Mr. Mbak Swanson.

The former West Point graduate had wanted to see his groundbreaking tactics with his commander.

However, he was verbally rejected by the Peruvian commander.

Mr. Swanson didn't fight either, feeling a little pity.

At this time, he was tasting his ingenious tactics in his barracks in the big camp.

How talented you are!

If he didn't engage in business at the beginning, then if he had to go to war with Spain in the future, he would definitely have a place in the army of the Federation!

While Swanson was still thinking about it, there was a sudden burst of gunfire outside the barracks.

This was followed by the cries of Peruvian soldiers, then the screams and hooves of horses.

Swanson picked up his gun from his desk and opened the barracks door to get out and have a look.

As a result, several stray bullets almost came through the crack in the door, allowing the former U.S. federal soldier to relive what it was like to be shot.

Swanson snapped the door shut.

His mind raced, and he quickly pulled out a bilingual sign in Spanish and English from a drawer, which identified him as an American citizen and DuPont employee.

Swanson had already come up with a series of nonsense to explain why he was in the Peruvian military camp, and he was waiting for someone to come in.

Do you want to add Chinese?

He was hesitating about the question.

Just as he was thinking about this, the door of the barracks was kicked open.

Several Chinese soldiers rushed in with guns raised.

Swanson dropped his gun, raised his hands, and pointed to the sign.

"Americans? What, what company? A leading Chinese soldier read the English letters on the sign, and he didn't know "DuPont" very well.

He turned his head and said to the people around him.

The man went out the door, and after a while, a young man in a denim jacket walked in.

He glanced at Swanson, then at the sign in his hand.

"You're from DuPont?" Chen Jianqiu took the sign from Swanson's hand and asked.

As soon as he heard Chen Jianqiu speak in English, Swanson's heart immediately fell: "Yes, sir, I am DuPont." ”

"Doing business?" Chen Jianqiu's face couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, "Coincidentally, I am also an American businessman who came to do business." ”

"Yes, I'm the representative of DuPont in South America, and I'm the representative of American businessmen in this area!" When Swanson heard Chen Jianqiu say that he was also an American businessman, he was much more down-to-earth.

DuPont's thighs are stretched out, and as long as you save me, you can hold it.

Although he wondered how this Chinese obtained American citizenship, whether he lied, or some other means.

He has never had a good impression of the Chinese.

However, he found that Chen Jianqiu had pulled out a glittering golden revolver.

It seems that the six bullets in the gun just now have been fired.

The man in front of him, who called himself an "American businessman," was stuffing bullets into his pistol one by one with his head down.

The rest of the soldiers withdrew.

"What are you going to do?" Swanson felt as if something was wrong.

"We Chinese pay attention to a fate, and it is also a fate that we can meet here; There is also a kind of fate, that is, your boss is choking my neck. ”

Chen Jianqiu had already loaded the bullet, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the bullet nest steadily bounced into the body of the gun.

Swanson was only halfway through this, and he knew something was wrong.

"No, you can't kill me!"

He took a few steps backwards and quickly bent down to pick up the gun on the ground.

"Bang!"

Swanson had an extra hole in his temple, and he fell to the ground, blood spurting out of his head like a fountain.

"The body was stoned and thrown into the sea."

Chen Jianqiu walked out of the camp and commanded the Chinese soldiers behind him.

"We don't see him today."

(End of chapter)