The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

At the port, some of the people watching the Great White Fleet were from well-off families and had prepared telescopes.

Such as Fritz Heinze, such as Kang Youwei.

The two looked through binoculars.

When Zhao Chuanxin was more than a hundred meters away from the Minnesota, the naval soldiers on the ship were shaking and falling one after another.

Kang Youwei was excited at first. With so many naval soldiers' guns and ship's machine guns, even if Zhao Chuanxin had the ability to reach heaven and earth, he would surely be buried under the sea, right?

Then he stopped laughing.

He was heartbroken: "Oh, these American soldiers are really useless."

The people next to him glared at him: "What did you say?"

Kang Youwei immediately dared not speak.

And Fritz Heinze suddenly remembered the last sentence of Zhao Chuanxin's prediction: The United States may be in danger of war!

I blanch!

It turned out that the person who brought disaster to the United States was none other than Zhao Chuanxin himself.

Zhao Chuanxin held the Goldberg M1907 against his shoulder and fired calmly.

He discovered the gun's shortcomings.

First, the front sight needs further adjustment.

Second, the butt of the gun is lower than the horizontal line of the barrel, so when firing, the muzzle tends to float upward.

The third one was a bit serious. He vaguely felt that the internal parts seemed to be loose after firing a magazine.

He replaced the magazine with a new one and set the rotary switch to fully automatic mode.

Bang bang bang bang...

It is far not as fast as the Ares M1907, but its power is not the same.

Those who are hit will basically lose their combat effectiveness just like those hit by other rifles.

During this process, Zhao Chuanxin moved in a coquettish manner, completely controlled by the smart gyroscope, which led him to move left and right along the S line.

Countless raindrops splashed on the sea, and sparks flew from the ship's armor.

Every now and then a Marine fell down.

Finally, Zhao Chuanxin got closer.

And the Goldberg M1907 clicked... jammed.

Sure enough, the materials were still not up to standard. Although the amount of ammunition was less than that of a normal rifle, it could not withstand Zhao Chuanxin's constant firepower and still overheated.

Taking advantage of the situation, he put away the Goldberg M1907 and took out the Ares M1907.

Chug tug tug...

A submachine gun in one hand.

On the deck, the navy soldiers were stunned.

Zhao Chuanxin suppressed the soldiers on the entire battleship with one man's firepower, and took the opportunity to approach the Minnesota.

He circled around the bottom of the boat, looking for blind spots where people on the boat could not shoot for the time being.

He shouted: "Xingyue, take me down!"

This time, there was no transparent blue ghost armor that could wrap him up.

Zhao Chuanxin plunged into the cold sea water and couldn't help but shudder.

Under the water, he grabbed the smart gyroscope and continued to swim forward for a while. Sure enough, the seawater behind him was marked by bullets with lines filled with bubbles.

It was set on fire.

The thickest part of the battleship's side armor can reach 41 centimeters thick.

Even with this thickness, the safety of the hull may not be guaranteed during naval battles.

But the bottom of the boat is not that thick, the weakest point is only less than 30 mm.

So now all warships must be equipped with fish, especially destroyers.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the elf carving knife, one meter away, and grabbed the smart gyroscope with his other hand, ready to resist the undercurrent of the sea water.

The elf carving knife turned a corner and penetrated the hull.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled back and stabbed...

Stab...

Undercurrents began to surge, which was a sign that seawater entered the hull.

When Zhao Chuanxin cut a huge square hole, finally, a huge suction force dragged him towards the hole.

The smart gyroscope increased its power and suddenly broke free.

Zhao Chuanxin swam forward for a while, followed the same pattern, and cut a second square hole.

The thickness of the bottom of the ship is less than 30mm, but half of the length of the elf carving knife is at least half a meter. Not only did he cut the outer layer, he even split the inside together.

After only two cuts were made, Zhao Chuanxin saw that the hull began to tilt slowly.

He swam ten meters away, and the smart gyroscope pulled him up. Zhao Chuanxin jumped out of the sea, and the smart gyroscope held him firmly.

A group of sailors on the battleship were still shooting into the sea, and suddenly they felt the ship's hull shake.

They looked at each other, confused.

Of course, no one thought that someone would use cold weapons to cut open the bottom of the ship, even if they shot with a gun.

But when the tilt angle of the ship gradually increased, the faces of the navy soldiers finally changed drastically.

"No, the boat is tilted."

"Go and call the captain."

Joseph Wilson was the first to notice and came to the deck: "What happened?"

"No one could answer him."

At this time, a destroyer rushing to help broke out in a barrage.

Joseph Wilson looks through a telescope.

I saw Zhao Chuanxin rising into the sky from the sea and jumping onto the deck.

Chug tug tug…

One man and two guns can sweep through thousands of armies.

Joseph Wilson's eyes widened.

He had heard of the name of the Butcher of the Far East, and today he finally saw his majesty with his own eyes.

The people in the boat were all killed by him, leaving their armor behind and running like wolves.

The cries of crying for father and mother reached the Minnesota.

Although he couldn't see Zhao Chuanxin's eyes, Joseph Wilson saw the flickering bullets passing by him, and he felt that Zhao Chuanxin must not have even blinked.

Occasionally, Zhao Chuanxin leaned lightly on the forecastle with ease and dodged a series of heavy machine gun bullets.

Bullets ricocheted off the side of the ship, and Zhao Chuanxin replaced the Madsen machine gun.

Tata Tata...

The machine gunner operating the heavy machine gun was killed.

Zhao Chuanxin put away Madsen, took out the Lugang M1907, raised his hand and fired, and without looking, he emptied the magazine in one breath through the porthole.

The navy in the porthole was killed.

Then put on the God of War M1907, the smart gyroscope suddenly exploded, leading Zhao Chuanxin to jump up to four meters high.

People were in the air, Zhao Chuanxin held the Ares M1907 and fired into the four twin turrets.

His feet were on the railing, with his left foot in front of him and his right foot behind him, making sure he was steady.

The gunner in the turret was killed.

Joseph Wilson saw that the sailors on the destroyer were retreating steadily, and they all swarmed to the chimney behind.

Then, he saw that both sides stopped fighting.

He seemed to be saying something, but the distance was too far and the sea breeze was strong, so he couldn't hear clearly.

Not long after, a sailor came out timidly, raising his hands high.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't wait for him to climb the stairs, took out the Whip of Judgment, rolled up the sailor, and pulled him back suddenly. The sailor climbed up to the forecastle in the clouds and fog.

Zhao Chuanxin pushed the sailor and entered the radio transmission room.

Not long after, the correspondent on the Minnesota came in a hurry with a telegram: "Captain Wilson, Zhao Chuanxin sent the radio on the destroyer."

Joseph Wilson took the telegram: I am Zhao Chuanxin, telling you how Congress took my money and how it gave it back to me. One battleship will be sunk in one day, five will be sunk in three days, Baymax will be destroyed in five days, and the United States will be left without a navy in ten days!

Just after watching it, Joseph Wilson felt that the Minnesota was leaning very badly.

I blanch!

The battleship is sinking.

Joseph Wilson rushed to the surrounding battleships, destroyers and rescue teams for help.

port.

Today thousands of New Yorkers witnessed the sinking of the USS Minnesota in their mighty Great White Fleet.

Witnessed how Zhao Chuanxin, known as the "Butcher of the Far East", could contend with the entire fleet on his own.

Blood turned the water next to the battleship Minnesota and a destroyer red.

A large number of fallen bodies were floating in the sea.

Immediately, another news spread in the port.

Zhao Chuanxin's words were revealed from nowhere.

"The fat and greedy beetles in Congress are finally in trouble!" Someone gloated.

"Too arrogant! This butcher must be punished!" Some people were unconvinced.

Fritz Heinze's hands were shaking as he held the telescope.

Kang Youwei's face was pale and he was speechless.

He Zhan was worried: "Husband, are you okay?"

Kang Youwei said stubbornly: "It's okay to be a husband."

That time he was kicked away by Zhao Chuanxin.

He has been living a good life recently, eating fat and being cushioned by the fat. Although he flew upside down, it was miraculously fine.

But whenever I get angry, my chest will feel a dull pain.

Now his chest started to hurt again.

His shiny forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He was holding a telescope in one hand and stroking his chest with the other.

He gritted his teeth: "I have also observed battle formations, and I have also written letters to train soldiers to strengthen the world, but I have never seen anything like this. Is he really not afraid of death? I have seen him occasionally swaying left and right. This can really avoid bullets. ? I watched him move around, his skills were eclectic, he was different from all the big-headed soldiers, who else in the world could be his opponent?"

I can't help but feel sad.

The world is dangerous!

He Zhan comforted him and said, "It's just the courage of an ordinary man."

"Otherwise." Kang Youwei's mustache twitched: "How can a common man's courage sweep away 50 million US dollars in the stock market crash? It's a pity that this thief has no skills and has evil intentions. If he can serve the court..."

While Kang Youwei was talking, Da Luo received an urgent call.

After learning that the Minnesota was scuttled by Zhao Chuanxin, he was shocked: "How did he do it? Even if it is a wooden ship, it would take two hours to scuttle it with a chisel, right? Did he use a torpedo?"

"No, sir, there was no explosion of torpedoes. He just got into the sea and in a moment he cut two square holes in our ship. They were very big holes, as if they were cut with some kind of sharp weapon."

"This is impossible!" Da Luo Xin said this was unscientific: "Can he still move the milling machine into the sea?"

This is not something human beings can do.

"Sir, those are not important anymore. What is important is that Zhao Chuanxin threatened that if the money is not paid back in five days, he will destroy the Great White Fleet. If the money is not paid back in ten days, he will make the United States no longer have a navy. He really has that Ability!"

Da Luo hissed and filled his lungs with air: "What if the fleet leaves New York Harbor immediately?"

"He can fly on the sea, four to five times the speed of the Great White Fleet..."

"Fake, convene a parliament and discuss it immediately!"

…

After Zhao passed the news, he sent a separate telegram to the Minnesota.

When Joseph Wilson got the telegram, everyone was stunned: Joseph Wilson, your daughter said she received the gift and she liked it very much. It happened that the ship sank, so you can go home to be with her.

The correspondent looked at Joseph Wilson with a strange expression on his face.

Could it be that there is a traitor?

Joseph Wilson felt exactly the opposite: My wife and daughter were targeted by this executioner?