Chen Jianqiu shuttled back and forth in the various boxes on the second floor of the "Hongfu Building", leaving traces of bullets in almost every box.

He patiently played hide and seek with his opponent in the wooden tower opposite, while sniping at the pikemen below.

As everyone knows, on that wooden tower, the mentality of Kunihiko Yoshioka, the "drunkard gun king", is close to collapse.

He also shuttles between the tower's various lookouts.

However, in addition to bullet casings, there are also porcelain bottles that used to contain sake scattered on the ground in front of each lookout.

He is also a capable man and needs to drink to maintain his marksmanship.

The first shot was fired by Hu, the one-eyed marksman who almost always thought his target was dead.

Although he couldn't tell if the person with the gun was Chen Jianqiu, Yoshioka must be a master judging from the opponent's position selection and killing.

But just as he was about to call it a day and leave, that damn figure actually appeared in another location in the restaurant.

No matter how many shots he shot, that person would always appear like a ghost from somewhere else.

"Come on! Bastard! That's right! Yoshioka shifted to a new position, staring at the figure through the lookout with his only remaining eye.

But the man ignored him at all, and just kept killing and wounding the pikemen.

Yoshioka could have stayed still, but his long-term sniper career has made the habit of "shooting a shot to change places" deeply rooted in his brain.

So the "drunkard gun king" was exhausted.

His heart became more and more empty, but the more he drank, the more he drank.

Although Yoshioka's alcohol consumption is actually okay, it can't stand such a drink.

This tower was originally built by the Genyosha Society on the coast to monitor Chinatown, and there are no other buildings around, so the view is very good.

The supply boxes behind each sniper slot contain plenty of alcohol in addition to bullets.

Yoshioka actually drank all the alcohol!

As he climbed to a lookout at the top, a gust of sea breeze poured in from the cave and blew him staggering.

He leaned down the wall and shook it twice, but finally he couldn't hold it up, and fell asleep against the corner.

Chen Jianqiu suddenly found that there was no suppression from that watchtower, and he suddenly felt relieved, and continued to suppress the spear team below.

But he hadn't forgotten the watchtower.

From the moment he entered Chinatown, he noticed the watchtower and was very unhappy.

"Li Sifu!" He yelled downstairs.

Ten seconds later, Li Sifu, whose eyes were bloodshot, appeared on the second floor.

He had been guarding the door on the first floor, waiting for Chen Jianqiu's call at any time, and from time to time he fired a few shots at the opposite side.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Li Sifu looked at the energetic Chen Jianqiu and admired him so much.

"Go to the docks, inform the gunners on the Kun, and smash that tower for me, what's it?" Set up that thing and watch Chinatown every day. Chen Jianqiu pointed to the fort.

"Uh, do you use the main gun?" Li Sifu asked with some hesitation.

"Nonsense, did I pay for the Krupp German goods to see? Don't be idle with the two secondary guns, if you can't eat it, you'll smash that piece for me! Chen Jianqiu rolled his eyes.

"Roger!" Li Sifu was no problem, turned around and went downstairs to run.

"Hey!" Chen Jianqiu suddenly stopped Li Sifu.

The young man immediately stopped and turned around: "Boss, what else do you have to order?" ”

Chen Jianqiu glanced at the bloodshot in Li Sifu's eyes: "Don't come back after you go to pass the order, go to the boat and sleep." ”

Li Sifu was trembling by the gentleness in Chen Jianqiu's words, and his mouth opened and closed and he just wanted to say something, but Chen Jianqiu's voice regained its majesty:

"Why don't you hurry up?"

Li Sifu shuddered again and went downstairs.

On the battlefield on the streets, the pikemen were fiercely suppressed by Chinese warriors outnumbered of them.

There were already many corpses lying on the ground, but it was difficult for the entire front to move forward in the slightest.

However, despite the poor weapons, poor shooting training, poor position, and lack of commanders, the members of these pikemen have been brainwashed by Shinto.

Their will to fight is still there, and they are still stubbornly fighting the Chinese soldiers.

But someone can't help it anymore.

Yamada Sho's apprentices were so overwhelmed by the other side that they could only hide behind cover, and they couldn't help at all.

The master's revenge can't be avenged, but he is hiding here and stealing his life.

This is truly a disgrace, a great disgrace for the samurai!

The so-called grandmaster named Haruma Yamamoto is not bullshit, and he took the lead in hiding first.

Sho Yamada's eldest apprentice, Inoue Doukashiro, lifted the katana in his hand.

He gritted his teeth!

The master's revenge should be avenged by them! The glory of the Yamato nation should be revitalized by these ronins who have the blood of samurai in their veins!

From here to the opposite street, it is only two or three hundred meters away, and there are many bunkers.

Those Chinese merchants always had the habit of piling things outside the door.

As long as the pikes cover themselves, they will definitely be able to approach with people in a very short time.

When the time comes, the numerical advantage will be reflected!

"Cover us!" Inoue shouted behind him, and then he jumped out of cover with a knife.

Rushing out with him were other samurai who didn't want to die.

They bent over and moved forward quickly.

The members of the pikes gave a volley as fire support.

They wished they could rush along, because crouching still and facing the gun was no less dangerous than rushing forward.

After all, it's only two or three hundred meters away, and there are more than two hundred good men here!

The fill filled the opposite side too.

And it turned out to be just as they expected.

Inoue and the other ronins give full play to the spirit of bushido, which is not afraid of death.

They soon approached the corner of the street, almost a step away from the restaurant.

Chen Jianqiu, who was upstairs, also discovered this problem.

If this continues, within a few minutes, their fighters will have to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the katana-wielding ronins on the opposite side.

But how could Chen Jianqiu be willing to let his subordinates use the "burning stick" to deal with the katana.

He glanced in the direction of the docks.

The three improved Maxims had been brought from the docks, each carried by four men, and placed in positions capable of firing crossfire.

Chen Jianqiu was relieved all of a sudden.

It's time for these Japanese to get a feel for the physical transcendence.

At that time, the samurai who were still rushing forward at the street intersection did not find the problem.

Inoue didn't seem to have many fighters across the street.

He finally showed a fierce light, and without saying a word, he began to raise his knife and charge:

"Dark Castle (Long live the Emperor)" ?!!!"

Watch these ronins rush through the streets and get ready to kill!

At this moment, the three Makqin began to roar.

The ronin who charged ahead fell in pieces as if they had been cut grass.

At this moment, the roar of cannons suddenly came from the direction of the dock, which complemented the roar of the Maxim machine gun and formed a unique music.

Immediately after, an explosion sounded from the direction behind it.

Someone in the pikes turned their heads to see that the watchtower had been destroyed, and that the place had been reduced to a sea of fire from the shelling.

"Drunkard Gun King" Kunihiko Yoshioka was in his sleep, along with the watchtower, and was bombarded into slag by cannons.

(End of chapter)