The Port of Dover is a historic port named after the ancient castle of Dover, which was founded in 1168.

Zhou Yu stood on the deck of the ship, looking at a white cliff about five kilometers long, which was the famous White Cliff of Dover.

It is said that this cliff is made of fine-grained limestone, and it has a beautiful view of the English and French Channel in the distance, and it will become a famous photo spot in future generations.

However, at this time, the White Cliffs did not become an attraction, and there were even many goods placed there.

The freighter that everyone took arrived at the port of Dover smoothly, and when he got off the ship, Zhou Yusai gave the captain a pack of cigarettes and left the contact information of the other party, he felt that he would probably be able to use it in the future.

The brothers of Task Force C13 followed Zhou Yu and walked off the cargo ship, looking at the stone castles and buildings with different styles, and let out unconscious exclamations in their mouths.

"Is this the New World? Their houses are so strange, completely different from those in our hometown. ”

The dog baby was half-mouthed, and was stopped by the white cliff and the castle behind it.

Liu Banxian "cut" and said indifferently: "It's still good-looking things left by our ancestors, what kind of house do you think this foreigner will build?" The boxy stuff inside is like a coffin. ”

The other brothers also nodded, agreeing with Liu Banxian's words, they also prefer the transparency and beauty of Chinese architecture, compared to this kind of stone castle can not live at all, it will make people feel depressed when they look at it.

"Okay, let's go, this is not a place to stay for a long time, we have to take a car to London, after all, it is difficult for more than a hundred Chinese laborers to wander the streets without attracting the attention of the local security authorities."

Zhou Yu beckoned everyone to lower the brim of their hats, divided into ten squads and walked out of the port of Dover, and found the truck arranged by Williams in advance.

A group of people staggered down the grass-smelling dirt road towards London in the northwest.

London is quite familiar to Zhou Yu, he has been to the city more than once or twice before, but compared to the current London, it is very different, not like a world at all.

Fortunately, the First World War did very little damage to the British Empire itself, and the city's buildings were still intact.

At this time, London's population density had become extremely high, and as far as he knew, the city's population should have exceeded six million, making it the largest metropolis in the world at that time.

Not only that, there are many high-rise buildings and chimneys here, and there seems to be cinders floating in the air, which also reminds Zhou Yu of its former nickname--- Fog Capital.

But the towering buildings here still shocked most of the Chinese workers from the countryside, and everyone was speechless for a while.

"This gentleman, this is not your first time in London, is it? There was no trace of surprise in your expression, it seemed so calm and calm, even a little ...... Well...... Abandon. ”

In charge of leading them the way was a native with a short gray beard, a brown plaid coat, and a round-brimmed felt hat, named Wright, who was a driver for the Williams family.

Zhou Yu smiled: "I've been here before, but I remember that the sky in London was still very blue at that time, and there wasn't so much smoke and dust. ”

Wright pouted and shrugged his shoulders, pointing helplessly to the chimney in the distance that seemed to be full of smoke twenty-four hours a day.

"That's the price attached to the factory, and even though we can be one of the greatest countries in the world, that's the price, and everything has a price, doesn't it?"

Zhou Yu ignored the sense of superiority in his words, and said casually: "But this kind of price may need to spend several times more energy, financial resources, and material resources in the future to eliminate it and smooth it, by the way, how far is the Chinese labor camp in London?" ”

He didn't want to discuss this environmental and social problem with a local illiterate person, so he changed the subject at random.

Wright pointed to a direction and said, "Over there, all the Chinese workers in London are concentrated in Limehouse in the East End. ”

Zhou Yu nodded, recalling the specific situation in the Limehouse district in his heart.

It is supposed to belong to the second district of East London, and is administratively divided into Hamlet Tower London Boroughs, located on the north bank of the River Thames.

This area was the main neighborhood of London inhabited by Chinese before World War II, but it was bombed by German planes during World War II, but it is still intact.

Zhou Yu also saw several shop plaques written in Chinese Traditional Chinese.

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou! Look over there, there are our compatriots! They are dressed in foreigners' clothes and speak the language of foreigners! ”

Zhou Yu nodded, and explained to the dog baby who asked excitedly: "This should be the compatriots who migrated here with the ships of the British Empire in the Age of Discovery decades ago.

But now they probably already think that they are from the British Empire, right? Remember, don't believe everything they say unconditionally because they look like us, it will be dangerous. ”

"They won't lie to us, will they? After all, we are all compatriots, and we are in a foreign country, so we should help each other. ”

The dog baby asked a little ignorantly, but was patted on the head by Liu Banxian.

"Silly boy, bad people don't write words on their faces, some people like to pit their compatriots, let's have more eyes!"

The group walked a little further, and saw a large factory building similar to the one they had seen in Paris.

The top floor of the building is a regular triangle, and the lower floor is long, and the rumbling sound of machinery can be heard from inside, which is clearly where the laborers work and live.

Everyone saw that at the entrance of the factory, some Chinese workers in thin cloth clothes were carrying heavy parts.

Their cheeks were dark and thin, their bodies were clumsy, and their general mental state was not good, and there would be several people like overseers next to them, constantly shouting and scolding in foreign language, and even punching and kicking them.

"Hey, how can they do that to their allies?"

Wu Xiaolong pointed to the other side, with a slight anger on his face.

Wright was slightly embarrassed when he saw this scene, and he smiled and said: "These Chinese workers are different from you, they have never been on the battlefield, they have not seen the world, and they have no culture, and it is difficult for them to understand what they should do without some physical movements." ”

Zhou Yu glanced at Wright with a gloomy face, and asked the latter to swallow back what he wanted to say below.

At this moment, a man with cuffs, his shoulders high and his shoulders lower, politely crooked, walked over with a cigarette roll in his mouth.

"Hey ~ Wright, is this a new worker you sent? Look at their complexion and physique, the quality is much better than the ones under my hands! ”

The man knew Wright, and threw him a cigarette roll and talked casually.

Wright quietly glanced at Zhou Yu, dragged the man to a distance and whispered: "Shut up George, he understands English, this is not an ordinary laborer, they are real soldiers who have survived from the front line of Verdun on the Somme!" It is the object of Young Master Willemus's key care! Don't treat them like ordinary laborers, or you'll probably be the ones who will suffer! ”

"What? Survived the battlefield of Verdun on the Somme? No wonder they all look so strong...... Wright, you're not right, why are you stuffing such a tricky person with me? You can go to Boozer or Follett, I was employing people, and I didn't have the extra money to support these uncles. ”

Although the man's voice was not loud, Zhou Yu, who had a keen sense of the five senses, still heard what they were talking about.

At this point, he glanced at the crowd behind him, and he walked over with a smile and pulled a box of cigarettes from his pocket.

"Mr. George, my name is Bruce, don't worry, we won't just eat and not work, we can do what other laborers can do, after all, we have survived the hellish battlefield, how can we complain if we are only working and getting paid? In the future, I will have to bother you to take care of it. ”

George was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that Zhou Yu could still hear their conversation from such a distance, and this laborer's London accent was much purer than his own, and he seemed to have the habit of using words like a nobleman.

Glancing at the cigarette roll in his hand, George's eyes lit up and said, "This is a good cigarette!" Only those officers can afford to smoke, where did it come from? ”

Zhou Yu's expression was still gentle, and he said in a flat tone: "Of course it was confiscated on the battlefield, and you can see that the dark red mark on it is bloodstains." ”

"What?"

George saw that there was indeed a dark red mark outside the cigarette case that could not be erased for a long time, and at this time, he thought that it was likely to be a cigarette soaked in the blood of a dead man, which made him chill, and he shivered subconsciously, and almost dropped the pack of cigarettes to the ground.

He quickly coughed twice to hide his gaffe, tried to pretend not to care, and took the cigarette case into his arms.

"Your name is Bruce? It's quite good, well, from now on you hundred or so people will follow me, but remember, I will help you hide your origin and apply for compensation, but you can't make trouble on my territory, and you will also have to do what other people want to do. ”

Zhou Yu hurriedly agreed, "That's Mr. George, it's our honor to work for you, so take us to the place where we live now." ”