Australian Storm 1876

  Chapter 604 Sydney Riots

  More than two months later

  June 26, 1890

  Sydney, Governor’s Office

  Governor Sir Cromwell was sitting in a chair, talking with a telephone receiver in his hand, and smoking cigarettes with anxious expression, making the room full of smoke.

"...God... can you believe it, everything is out of control now, the situation is rapidly deteriorating, and my order is not even three blocks away. That insidious old guy in Morgan incites fanatical white extreme emotions. , Organized a large number of armed citizens to confront the state government, everything is terrible."

   "No, I can't help it. Now even the Royal Police are hiding, in fact, no one is available to me..."

  "Dear Mr. Xin, I ask you to properly settle my family, um...um...I may be the first governor to be ousted by a rioting citizen. This is the end of the world."

  "Thank you, thank you very much. The most important thing in my life is my family. I don’t want any accidents to happen to them..."

The door of the governor’s office was suddenly pushed open, and the director of the office, Cheney, walked in in shock and shouted; “Mr. Governor, thousands of armed citizens are flocking here, beating, looting, and even shooting people along the way. , They have already arrived in the neighborhood, and the situation is completely out of control..."

   "Oh, sell..."

Governor Cromwell stood up in shock, dropped the microphone in his hand and turned and ran to the window. From here, you could see the black and white armed citizens coming in. They cursed loudly and smashed the shops on the street. The looting could be seen. To everything.

  Several Chinese businessmen were dragged out on the street and beaten to the head, and then brutally shot on the street. The **** thugs laughed and fired wildly at the sky to celebrate.

   "pop"

A stray bullet hit the rock by the window, and the stone chips splashed, and the window glass immediately appeared like a spider web crack, scaring Governor Cromwell with a neck and turning around; "Quick, get out of here," This group is crazy."

  There were messy papers everywhere in the prefectural self-government office building, as well as staff members running everywhere. A woman fell in the corridor, and several men stepped across her in a panic. No one thought of helping her.

  Cromwell walked over quickly, reached out his hand to help the lady up and asked; "Can you still go by yourself, Miss Christie?"

   "Oh... God, thank you Mr. Governor, I think it should be possible."

   "Then get out of here quickly."

Cromwell gave a hurried command, and took Cheney down the stairs quickly. They just walked to the lobby on the first floor and saw a dozen sharp gunshots sounded outside the door. Several staff members who ran outside bloomed with bleeding flowers, and fell to the ground to die.

   "Oh... God, let's leave by the back door quickly."

  The two lowered their hats, their collars were erected high to cover their faces, and they walked to the back of the exit quickly...

  The gate of the New South Wales Autonomous Office was in chaos. The streets were full of blood. Crazy thugs brazenly opened fire on the staff who escaped from the Autonomous Office. Whether it was Chinese or white, it was an organized massacre.

  Especially the state legislature building next to it. The mobs killed almost everybody. Many Liberal Democrats were brutally murdered and corpses were everywhere.

  Fortunately, due to the deterioration of public security in Sydney, most of the Chinese Zhi Gong Party MPs were not in the state legislature building, so they escaped. .

In a remote alley, Cromwell and Cheney buried their heads and walked quickly. They could hear the gunshots and screams coming from the surrounding streets, which exacerbated their fears and pace. It's almost running.

At this time, more than 10 thugs with live ammunition appeared in the alley, and the leading man said with a cruel smile on his face; "Oh oh oh... let me guess where the wise governor is going? It's not tea time now. Is it going to go on a secret date because a beautiful lonely woman is waiting for you? I guess it must be a yellow woman, hehehehe..."

  The appearance of the mob made Governor Cromwell's complexion pale. He looked back in horror. The alley behind him was also blocked by the mob. They could not escape.

Cromwell glanced at Cheney next to him miserably, and saw a look of despair in Cheney's eyes. Then Cromwell turned his head and calmly said to the approaching mob; "I am elected. Governor, by virtue of the natural mission and popular support given to me by Her Majesty the Holy Queen of the British Empire, I am practicing the policy of equality and fraternity as herdsmen, and committed to the integration of all ethnic groups and sharing freedom in this world. I am convinced that everything I have done is correct, Chinese. Both the white man and the white man are the masters of this land..."

   "Papa...Papa..."

Before he could finish his words, the white mob in the lead drew his guns and shot all the bullets on Cromwell's body. Blood holes were cut into his body. Other white mobs also drew their guns and shot them. Romwell and Cheney became a hornet's nest.

  "Bah, lowly Irish pig, go to hell!"

The headed white mob spit heavily and raised his head. Under the wide-brimmed cowboy hat that originally covered his face, a pair of cruel light blue eyes showed fierce light, and the tousled beard was even more savage and rude. The scar is impressive.

   "Let’s go guys, it’s our carnival time now. Let’s drag out the high-ranking congressmen and hang them one by one. They are despicable betrayers, **** hidden in our bodies."

   "The boss is right, let's kill them."

   "Hahaha...I like to hear the screams of these betrayers, just like beautiful music."

   "Ooo...what are you waiting for, let's have a carnival!"

on this day

  Sydney, a beautiful coastal city, was caught in the raging riots. A puff of black smoke burned on the streets of the city. White thugs showed hideous faces in the carnival. From time to time, the streets were full of corpses with blood stains.

  In the outskirts of the city, a large number of white cowboys with live ammunition flooded into the urban area, exacerbating the chaos.

  Beilun City

Standing on the top balcony of a towering building, looking at the city of Sydney from the azure bay, you can clearly see the large black smoke rising from the city buildings, the fires on the city streets, and the mobs brandishing knives and guns. Passing swagger, a chaotic scene.

  Xin Changjun looked at all this with a solemn expression, Wei Ran said with a long sigh; “I'd rather be a peace dog than a person in troubled times. No matter where in the world, the general public will suffer from social turmoil.”

"Your Excellency, thanks to the timely information from the Political Affairs Office, we are fortunate enough to be able to withdraw a large number of people from Sydney!" The mayor of Beilun, Zhang Li, expressed his sorrow and respected Dai Yingcai, the chief of political affairs next to him. Said solemnly, "Thank you, Director Dai for prompt warning, otherwise we will lose too much in this riot. This important information has saved countless people. On behalf of these survivors, I would like to express my sincere thanks."

   "Mayor Zhang is polite, this was originally a matter of my political sanctions, so many years of hard work finally came to fruition, fortunately, fortunately." Dai Yingcai's humble tone revealed a hint of arrogance.

  He really has the capital to be proud of. This beautiful evacuation operation made the southern white guys hit a big punch. There are really countless living people. Now he can only kill and vent his anger.

  The chaotic mob is not a disciplined army after all. In this tragic chaos, there are still many innocent white people who have lost their families and suffered from the disaster.

"That way, this chaotic situation will continue for a few more days. The city of Sydney is really plagued by disasters." Xin Changjun sighed and asked; "Director Dai, how many white cowboys have entered the city so far? ?"

Dai Yingcai replied: "The rough statistics are no less than 27,000 people. Even farther away, there are still a large number of white cowboys coming in groups, far exceeding the former. This is an organized and large-scale operation. The Rancher Association is deeply involved. Among them, the former governor Stevens played an important role this time, as well as the old Morgan McLurry, who intends to completely destroy the elected state government through large-scale riots. It is now Sydney. When we are weakest, if we take advantage of the emptiness at this moment, we will wipe out all the mobs like rottenness..."

   "No, no." Xin Changjun shook his head and categorically refused, facing a few strange glances behind him, he slowly explained;

   "Politically speaking, this is not feasible.

  New South Wales and Queensland are separate autonomous states. Although they are united as an Australian dominion, each has great autonomy and independent legislative power.

It's like several families living in a building. Although they live together, they live their own lives behind closed doors. Everyone is equal and does not belong to each other. They only live in one unit building. There is actually no binding force.

  If one of the family members is fighting because of family conflicts, as neighbors, they can’t open the door and kill them all, but there is no such thing.

  If you start rashly, you will put yourself at a disadvantage, and it will be too ugly to eat.

The correct way is to wait for the matter to ferment and expose this man’s domestic violence to the public. This has attracted international condemnation and even the initiative of the landlord (UK) to intervene. This is an acceptable solution that we can accept, thus occupying moral justice. Commanding heights.

  To know that the advantage of time is on our side, we are not in a hurry. "

   "My Lord Secretary, what if the British do not care?"

"This question is a good question. It is limited by the backward method of information transmission in the current era. When the relevant information is transmitted to all parts of the world, the officials in London will react, at least it will be half a month later," Xin Changjun's tone paused. , Narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the Sydney Telegraph Office, where a strong flame was burning, and a large cloud of black smoke rose up.

There was a complex look in his eyes, and he continued; "According to the urine of those officials in London, someone will definitely be sent to investigate. It's been several months since then, and this group of people in Sydney can't wait so much. For a long time, you must know that the riots have caused a great blow to social activities. The rioters are not producing. After we impose a complete economic blockade on them, it is bound to jump the wall..."

   "Oh...that's how it is." Everyone suddenly realized.

  Red Fort adheres to the principle of not firing the first shot, but if you fight over... then don’t blame me for fighting back. You can’t take care of yourself because of the fight.

  This response is beyond reproach from any angle.

  As for facing a mobilized enemy, you have to pay more blood in the war. That can only be summarized in one sentence; how can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?

  In this era of power where white Europeans occupy an absolute dominant position, every step of the Red Fort’s advancement is like walking on thin ice, cautiously, it can be described as deliberate!

Zhang Li looked at the city of Sydney that had been ravaged by mobs in the distance. As the first mayor of Beilun City, his dream was to build the Bay Bridge to connect the two coastal cities closely. United will explode with great vitality, and its future growth potential will not be inferior to Songjiang City, catching up with Brisbane.

In the last 10 years of his second term as mayor, Zhang Li has traveled to Sydney countless times. He is familiar with every street in this beautiful coastal city. There are also many white sympathizers and supporters here, as well as many white friends. .

  But now...

   Just separated by a blue bay, is the difference between heaven and hell.

  Zhang Li knows;

  On the dozens of ferries that drove from Sydney to Beilun last night, thousands of Chinese were evacuated overnight, but no one notified the Democratic Liberal Party members who were mutilated by the mob that they had become abandoned children in the incident.

  The reasons for the political situation are also very good; to prevent the leakage of information, the great retreat will fail.

  Yes... at least you have to inform Governor Cromwell to avoid this disaster!

  Maybe, he is the heaviest victim!

"Your Excellency, all the militia divisions in various regions have been reorganized. They are currently being stationed separately at the battalion and company level. You can see if you can issue a red circular requesting the Army Staff Headquarters to complete the integration of the militia divisions in order to deal with possible southern situations. Mass violations."

Xin Changjun nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, I will issue a red notice in the name of the Secretary of State Affairs and report it to Lord Earl, requesting immediate transition to the wartime system and further mobilization of war against Australia's mainland and overseas provinces. This war seems to be avoided. Not anymore."

   "Understood, we will handle it now." The subordinate hurriedly left.

  Xin Changjun looked at the crowd with complicated eyes, some of them looked eager to try, some couldn't hide their heartache, some had fiery eyes, and everyone looked different, and there was a faint cry of crying in his ears.

  The tragedy that took place in Sydney Bay can be seen by countless people in Beilun City just separated by a narrow strait. That unspeakable feeling of grief and anger merged into a torrent of torrents, and it was about to break through the sky.

  Alas, eventful autumn!

  (End of this chapter)