Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

These belated Indians were obviously confused by the scene in front of them. The scene they imagined that the train station was surrounded by people and the British were helpless did not appear.

On the contrary, a huge number of Indians squatted on the ground obediently like quails with their hands on their heads, and there were only a dozen soldiers with weapons on guard around them, completely controlling the team of several hundred people.

This made the Indian official who got off the car look livid. He strode directly to the train station without hesitation and began to curse loudly:

"You damn idiots, why are you squatting here? Who can tell me what is going on? Is this still our own country?"

When the Indians who were squatting on the ground saw the person coming, their expressions began to cheer up, their eyes began to shine with excitement, and some even began to restlessly want to stand up.

But the soldiers of God's Whip don't care who these Indians are or what they want to do. The order they received is to control the situation on the scene. If there is a situation where they are suppressed in accordance with the law, they can take decisive measures.

Therefore, when this pot-bellied Indian official led a group of Indian soldiers and swaggered into their guarded area, the machine gun post in charge of the guard fired a round of bullets at the ground in front of the group of people without hesitation.

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The pot-bellied Indian official, who was looking angry, was frightened by the sudden machine gun fire and started to tap dance. However, his fat body and the uncoordinated dancing movements of his hands and feet really looked funny.

The Indian soldiers following him immediately lay down on the ground like a conditioned reflex, aiming their guns at the vigilant soldiers. But from the high buttocks of these people lying on the ground, it was known that these guys were under attack.

The level of training is very limited.

But as veterans, the God's Whip soldiers were more vigilant than ever towards these new recruits who obviously knew nothing. They were not worried about how much combat power they had, but rather worried that these guys couldn't even control the weapons in their hands.

Can’t live.

It would be unjust if they were injured by the weapons in their hands misfiring. Therefore, all the God's Whip mercenaries got into their respective bunkers with great vigilance.

The Indians who had been controlled originally had a glimmer of courage that they had just raised, but were quickly dispelled by a hail of bullets, and they all squatted back on the ground obediently.

After the pot-bellied Indian official finished dancing to the rhythm of the machine gun, he touched himself all over in shock. After discovering that he was not injured, he took a long breath, turned around and looked behind him, and found that he was following him.

Everyone who came over was lying on the ground obediently and motionless at this moment, obviously their courage was broken by this machine gun.

Although his legs were a little unruly and weak at the moment, and he really wanted to learn from the people behind him without grace, lying on the ground together and counting the number of moving ants, his dignity as a commander still allowed him to hold on.

Didn't fall down.

"I am the chief of police in Shahabad, India. My name is Stavin Bartley. Please ask your person in charge to come out and talk to me.

This is our Sahabad Railway Station in India, and your actions are a provocation to the new government. I need an explanation for the current situation."

The sound of gunshots had already attracted the attention of Suleiman Brom and Dalhousie. The two immediately turned their attention to the outside of the train station. While everyone was lying on the ground obediently, they stood up and danced solo.

Stavon Bartley looks very eye-catching.

After hearing his words, Suleiman Brom looked at Dalhousie aside, obviously preparing to ask the other party for his opinion on how to deal with it.

Dalhousie saw the look in Suleiman Brom's eyes, turned his head and glanced at the train car that was finishing up, showed a playful smile, shrugged indifferently, and spread his hands to signal to Suleiman Brom.
Obviously, it doesn't matter how he handles the current situation.

Seeing this, Suleiman Brom also understood Dalhousie's opinion. He stretched out his head and glanced at the Indian soldier who was lying on the ground without daring to raise his head. He showed a rare smile and gently tidied himself up.

I checked my clothes and walked out of the train station calmly and walked towards Stavin Bartley outside.

Stavin Bartley, who was standing outside and pretending to be calm, saw a British gentleman in a suit and ties swaggering out of the train station. While he breathed a sigh of relief, he also felt a hint of humiliation.

He knew that someone on the other side was standing up now, and he said that he would not fire directly at him, and his life was temporarily saved. But at the same time, the unscrupulous behavior of these British people on Indian soil still made him feel unprecedented

Humiliation.

"Sir, I am the Chief of Police in Shahabad. My name is Stavin Bartley. I received a report that a batch of contraband passed through our Shahabad. Now I need to inspect your goods. Please cooperate.

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Suleiman Brom, who originally thought that the other party was a big shot, immediately lost interest after hearing the other party's self-introduction. He understood that this guy was obviously a scapegoat who was pushed out and could not make the decision at all.

Therefore, the intention to chat with the other party was instantly lost, and his progress stopped immediately. After looking at the other party from a distance for a while, he said with some disdain:

"I thought they would send a big shot to talk to me, but the only one who came was the police chief. If I remember correctly, there is no Indian chief in the police department now! In other words, even you, the police chief

You are not officially appointed yet, what qualifications do you have to come and inspect my goods?"

Stavin Bartley obviously didn't expect that this Englishman who looked very gentleman would be so sharp in his language. This was obviously looking down on him!

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In his opinion, although India has not yet officially declared independence, the property and rights between governments have begun to be transferred, which means that India now belongs to the Indians. But the guy in front of him behaves arrogantly.

His attitude clearly showed no regard for him as the police chief.

However, he also heard some other meanings from the other party's words, and his heart couldn't help but move.

The order to come over for inspection this time was issued by a superior. As for who really wanted to touch the goods, he didn't know, but he knew that it must be one of the top figures in the new government.

After receiving the order, he was very concerned about this matter. After all, this was an opportunity to leave a good impression in front of the leader. If he wanted to go further in the future, it might depend on his performance this time. Therefore, as a local snake, he

Directly planned this operation.

He transferred all the loaders and unloaders at the train station and asked the train dispatching center to refuse to allocate new transport trains for the other party. He originally thought that this would be able to control the other party in the train station and unable to move.

In addition, he arranged for people to surround the train station to prevent this group of people from escaping from the train station and to prevent this batch of supplies from slipping away under his nose, but now it seems that things are not as simple as he imagined.

Although I don’t know what materials the other party is transporting, the other party is obviously not a simple person. Judging from the other party’s attitude, it seems that he knows who is the mastermind behind this matter. Obviously the other party’s identity is at least the same as the mastermind behind the matter.

Quite a character.

This made him a little nervous, and he hesitated for a while, not knowing whether he should continue, but soon he figured out his situation. Now that he had started, he had no way to turn back.

Choosing a path to the dark side, hoping that the big shot behind him can help him.

"I don't know what big shot you are talking about. My identity as police chief was appointed by the Indian government. Whether you admit it or not, I am the police chief of Shahabad.

Now I have received a report that I suspect you are transporting prohibited items. Please accept our inspection."

The police chief's attitude was somewhat beyond Suleiman Brom's expectations, but after he glanced at the so-called policemen lying on the ground behind him and did not dare to move, a disdainful smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.

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Since the other party is obviously a small role, there is no need for him to waste his expression on him here, so he shrugged indifferently and said:

"It's not your turn to make the decision in India now. It's not up to you to decide whether there are any contraband in my goods. It's impossible for me to accept your inspection. Please go back and tell your master, enough to plant him."

Just come out and talk to me face to face.

Don't push you little people out and use these little tricks to disgust me."

After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.

Stavin Bartley was so angry that he was shaking with anger after hearing what the other party said. The other party directly ignored his attitude, which made him feel an unprecedented insult.

When he turned around and saw an Indian soldier lying on the ground behind him, he was furious. He turned around and came to a soldier holding a rifle. He kicked the soldier over and bent down to pick up the soldier's rifle before turning around.

Targeting Suleiman Brom.

But before he could turn around, a gunshot was heard behind him. Regardless of his identity, the God's Whip soldiers who were on guard dared to threaten their employer's safety with a gun. Of course, they shot him without hesitation.
The sudden gunshot startled Suleiman Brom. He turned around and saw Stavin Bartley who was slowly falling down with a rifle. He immediately understood what was happening behind him, which made him

He was so angry that he was shaking all over. He didn't expect that this guy wanted to attack him directly with a gun. This is absolutely not allowed to happen in India.

The lowly Indian dared to point his gun at the noble British noble. He was seeking death. He said to the God's Whip mercenary beside him without hesitation:

"These despicable Indian monkeys actually want to attack me. Shoot, shoot me, kill them all."

When the mercenaries heard this, they looked at their squad leader. The squad leader was Chi Yousheng, a Chinese soldier who joined the Whip of God in St. Paul. This guy was also a real person. He didn't like the feeling of being pointed at a gun.

After hearing what Suleiman Brom said, he didn't think much and said directly to his men:

"Destroy all those with guns!"

As soon as the words fell, all the soldiers pulled the triggers on their hands without hesitation. The Indian soldiers who were lying on the ground saw their commander falling and reflexively wanted to get up to check the situation.

These Indian soldiers did not immediately raise their guns and shoot at the soldiers of God's Whip. I wonder if it is because of the inertia of long-term British rule that they did not dare to shoot directly at white people.

The soldiers on the opposite side did not have this idea. After giving the order, everyone opened fire on the Indians holding guns without hesitation. As Indian soldiers continued to fall, the remaining Indian soldiers were forced to raise their guns and fire back.
However, the equipment gap between the two sides is very obvious. One squad of God's Whip has a German-made G42 machine gun, four submachine guns, and the remaining 1 Garand rifle.

The Indian police mostly use Lee-Enfield rifles that have been eliminated by the British, and revolvers used by officers, which cannot compete with the firepower of the mercenaries of God's Whip.

Although they had an advantage in numbers, the Whip of God mercenaries hiding in the bunker opened fire first, blinding the Indians directly.

By the time they launched a counterattack, their numbers no longer held an advantage. Coupled with the disparity in training between the two sides, the battle started suddenly and ended equally suddenly.

The Indian civilians caught in the middle didn't understand what was going on. As soon as the gunfire rang out, they all fell to the ground, trembling all over. Many people's crotches were uncontrollably wet with warm liquid.<

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But even so, they did not dare to move. They nervously lay on the ground like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, waiting for the judgment of fate.

Fortunately, the battle ended very quickly, and these ferocious soldiers seemed to have no interest in them. After confirming that there were no Indian soldiers standing, all the Whip of God mercenaries rushed out of the bunker and started to attack them with weapons in hand.

Indian soldiers on the ground recharge their guns.

The moment the gunfire rang out outside, the soldiers in the train station immediately rushed out with a support team. At this moment, they were staring sharply at the Indian civilians lying on the ground. If someone made any inappropriate actions, they might be killed immediately.

Facing severe crackdowns.

Suleiman Brom did not expect that the operation would start and end so quickly. This allowed him to see the combat effectiveness of the God's Whip team, and he was very satisfied with it.

As for the corpse of the Indian policeman lying on the ground, he could not see it at all. In his opinion, it was just a gift for those Indian officials who wanted to attack him.

Dalhousie didn't even look outside, because he could hear what was happening outside from the gunshots. In his opinion, a battle of this scale was not worthy of his attention at all.

As for why the exchange of fire occurred, it was not within his scope of consideration. This was something that Suleiman Brom, as the boss, needed to consider.

He only needs to ensure that the goods can be transported to Mumbai port on time and without any loss, and his task is completed.

And it is completely normal for a fight to occur during this process, and people to bleed to death.

The fierce gunfire outside also accelerated the action in the train station. These Indian loaders who had been temporarily recruited here no longer had any thoughts of cheating.

Although they didn't know what was happening outside, they knew what they should do when they saw the calm and calm state of the soldiers in the train station.