The sun never sets in America

Chapter 22 Los Angeles Part [-]
"Go, hurry up!"

"Walk faster, you white-skinned pigs."

On the desolate plain, a group of armed guardsmen soldiers urged the white Mexican militiamen beside them whose hands were tied and tied together with ropes.

"Go faster...do you hear me?" Regardless of whether the white Mexican militiaman understood what he said, the soldier from the armed guard battalion went up and kicked him so hard that he almost fell to the ground...In the end, he could only speed up honestly. The footsteps of the march.

"Captain, where are they taking us?" Sha Ye, who was riding a horse, asked in a low voice, Captain Walter, who was on the other horse next to him, "It doesn't look like the direction of the Monte tribe, nor does it look like the direction of the Monte tribe. The direction to Liujiabao, I guess?" Shaye looked at the direction they were walking in strangely. It was not at all the same as he imagined those who were escorted to Liujiabao or the place where the Monte tribe was. He looked at Hua with some confusion. The question on the lips of the special commander was not uttered after all.

"Los Angeles..." Captain Walter said what was in Shaye's heart without hesitation. "If I guessed correctly, these Liujiabao people must be going to attack Los Angeles!" Captain Walter looked at the people in front of him. The long team with no end in sight showed a responsible look in their eyes. After all, this was in front of their Mexicans, and they even took them directly to Los Angeles, the capital of California.

What is the difference between this and letting another person watch before a tiger eats a person?

"Los Angeles, shouldn't it be captured by these yellow-skinned... Liujiabao people, right?" Shaye said the yellow-skinned monkey on his lips, but he didn't say it completely in the end. He looked at the people escorted around him with some fear. The Chinese soldier asked Captain Walter in a different tone, and there was even a look of expectation in his eyes. After all, if Los Angeles was captured by these Chinese...their hundreds of years of white Mexican rule in the Americas might collapse. Those Indians will definitely stand up and resist, they will...

"Los Angeles, it's impossible. Los Angeles doesn't have any chance." Hearing Shaye ask whether Los Angeles can be saved, Walt shook his head and answered Shaye's question in a somewhat discouraged manner, "Two days after we set off, the last civilian in Los Angeles The Corps has also left, and Los Angeles simply does not have enough strength to fight against so many enemies at this time..." Walt had no confidence in whether Los Angeles could hold on.

In fact, there is another thing that Captain Walter did not say out loud, that is...

As for those fat Los Angeles bureaucrats, it would be good if they didn't run away. Expecting them to resist these wolf-like Chinese is simply a fantasy.

The possibility of surrendering was higher than that of him. After all, he only surrendered when the situation was at the end of his rope. When he could fight on, he, Walt, never flinched.

"Hey..." After hearing this, Shaye couldn't help but sigh. This sigh was not only worried about the future of Los Angeles, but also worried about the future of white Mexicans.

"Is the Republic of Mexico really dead?"

This was a question in Saya's heart filled with sighs, sorrow, and even anger.

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The city of Los Angeles is a typical Spanish-style building, a city that was established in 1781. At that time, King Carlos III of Spain issued the order to build the city in 1780... It has a history of 59 years since the city was founded. It has been 60 years, a period of history.

In China's traditional culture, one Jiazi is one reincarnation, and today, February 1840, [-], sixteen days have passed since the massacre in Wake Town... It was also from that day that the massacre swept across California. The war has just officially begun.

This war that took away countless lives is still being staged in California and in every corner of the West Coast of North America. It is like a wonderful war movie full of blood and violence. On this day of February 20th, it attracted people’s attention. Here comes the most important turning point in the war so far...

In the city of Los Angeles, there is no atmosphere related to war at all, as if this is the last paradise in the entire America...

"Fine Virginia tobacco...A specialty of the United States." In front of a shop that bundles American tobacco, a mixed-race Indo-European man was greeting passers-by on the street in Spanish... These people, especially those Men are their best customers at Lazar Tobacco Shop.

"Guest, what do you want? We not only have Virginia cut tobacco, but also pipes made of fine materials..." When he saw a middle-aged white man walking towards their shop, the clerk named Rosita immediately He came forward to greet him warmly, "Look, this is made of pine wood... Oh, my God, a gentleman like you should use ivory. Only in this way can it be worthy of your noble status." At first, the boy just said I took a pipe made of ordinary pine wood to sell to a middle-aged white man, but after seeing the briefcase in the other man's hand, my eyes immediately lit up... I quickly took out a pipe from behind the counter with an ivory handle and gold thread wrapped into a girl. Tuan An, a very luxurious looking pipe.

The reason for such a big change is that in the open briefcase, I accidentally saw a line of Spanish words that read Logistics Committee... Now everyone in the entire city of Los Angeles knows what is the most important thing in these turbulent war days. The money is not made by the militiamen who go to the battlefield to fight and rob the poor Indians, but by these well-dressed officials of the Mexican Republic, especially those financial officials in charge of logistics and military appropriation... To use a saying circulating in Los Angeles, that is, even if You are a dog, but after you join the logistics committee, you will also change from a dog to a human being, because money has packaged you to be more human-like than a human being.

This shows how serious the corruption among California officials was during this war.

It's almost to the point of being insane.

"That's it, wrap it up for me." The middle-aged white man didn't even ask for the price, he just asked for it, "And this, these tobaccos, take some of them." The middle-aged white man holding a briefcase Then he pointed to the cut tobacco produced in various places on the container and placed an order with great pride.

"Yes, I'll wrap them up for you right now." Rosita burst into laughter when she heard that she wanted so much. After all, for him, the more he bought, the higher his commission would be. "So much I'll find someone to deliver the stuff to you, Master. Just give me the address." Looking at the big and small bags on the ground, Rosita said to the middle-aged white man with a flattering look on her face, even unknowingly turning from a guest to a Yes sir.

"Boy, you did a good job." The middle-aged white man glanced at Rosita with great satisfaction, "Give me some money...the extra money is your tip." The middle-aged white man then took out his wallet and said, He grabbed a handful of shining silver peso coins from it and threw them on the table without counting them.

"Remember, my name is Ladd, and I live at No. 37 Vulcan Street." After reporting his address, the middle-aged white man took his briefcase, opened a cigarette shop without looking back, and went straight to the most famous cigarette shop in the city. strip club.

"Master Ladd, please walk slowly..." Rosita stood outside the store and greeted Ladd very warmly, as if she were seeing her dearest parents, "These bastards are really rich." She grabbed the table. Rosita smiled from ear to ear after receiving silver pesos, and her name for the middle-aged white man changed from "master" to "asshole", and she even added such broad words.

It can be seen that Rosita knows where these people's money comes from.

Governor's Palace...

Governor Huaco Covia looked at the newspaper that his wife had ironed with an iron as usual. Due to the ink and folding of newspapers in this period, some wealthy families who were particular about it needed to use an iron after the newspaper was delivered to their door... …(The Naton Regiment is advancing with great success, and Commander Kusi said that it will use the fastest speed to eliminate those Indians who are like cockroaches!!) Los Angeles Daily, frontline reporter Sedley reported.

When he saw the words "Naton Regiment", Governor Hua Ke Covia frowned involuntarily. To this day, he still has a hard time forgetting the scene when he was forced by Naton Regiment. It was so embarrassing. Since that day, he has He swore that even if an army like the Nadun Regiment could fight again, he would never use it in the future. But today's news about the Nadun Regiment made him murmur in his heart... If such an army that could fight was not used, Isn’t it a pity and irresponsible for the defense of the Republic of Mexico? ?
Governor Hua Ke Covia was having a complicated and intense discussion about the future of the Naton Regiment.

(President Santa Anna expressed his understanding and support for California’s self-defense in Congress... and delivered a speech to Congress, supporting the white people in California’s right to exist and their right to dominate other races.) The Mexican Republic Daily reported on February [-]th.

This newspaper was not delivered to Governor Huaco Covia until today.

Seeing the news above that the President of the Republic of Mexico supported him, Governor Huaco Covia showed a happy smile on his face.

He knew that everything he did in California had already entered the eyes of the top leaders of the Mexican Republic... This also meant that the better he did in California, the more likely he would be taken seriously by those big shots.

And attention also means his future in the Republic of Mexico.

(The commander-in-chief of the Los Angeles Army, Major General Baron Romain, said that we will completely eliminate the Indian tribes in California before the end of March...) The Military News reported that it was less than ten days old.

"The end of March?" I saw in the newspaper that Roman said that the encirclement and suppression of the Indian tribes would be completed by the end of March. Governor Huaco Covia knew this was Baron Roman's bragging. The Indians were not fools and could not be defeated. Is it possible that you still don’t know how to run?

"Forget it, the Mexican people need some encouragement." Governor Huaco Covia said the truth. After all, for Mexican whites, victory is not important. What is important is that they know that the Mexican army is winning.

Besides, for some Mexican bureaucrats, the longer the war lasts, the greater their gains.

After all, making war fortune is much better than ordinary corruption and bribery.

tread... tread...

"Not good, not good."

"Your Majesty the Governor, something bad has happened. Liujiabao is calling..."

Just as Governor Huaco Covia was continuing to look at the newspaper with the scent of ink in his hand, a rapid and heavy footsteps came over, and there were several more sounds that made Governor Huaco Covia shake his hands in fright. The sound of newspapers falling to the ground...

"What did you just say?" Governor Huaco Covia looked at the attendant Hawke who ran in panting in shock and panic, and asked in disbelief, with a trace of fear and escape in his eyes.

"Liujiabao is coming. They are not far outside the city. They are coming towards us in Los Angeles..." Hawke calmed down his heart that kept beating because of running too fast and fear. "Just outside the forest to the south, our patrols saw densely packed pagans carrying muskets, dragging cannons, and holding square flags heading towards our city of Los Angeles..." Hawke then told Hua Ke Covey Governor Ya explained in detail how the incident was discovered.

"The square flag, only the Liujiapu Chinese pagans would use such a flag." Hawke firmly explained to Governor Hua Ke. , that is writing. In America today, there is only one company that uses this kind of square calligraphy, and that is Liujiabao.

"How many people are there?" Governor Huaco Covia immediately panicked after hearing what Hawke said, and then asked Hawke about the number of people on the other side.

"2000 people, at least 2000 people, or even more..." Hawke thought for a moment, and then asked Governor Hua Ke Covia about the number of Liujiabao soldiers, "And according to the patrol report, they saw a lot of cannons, and finally At least no less than twenty, including many twelve-pound cannons." Hawke reported the number of cannons in Liujiabao's army to Governor Hua Ke Covia.

"2000 people, cannons..." Upon hearing these numbers and cannons, Governor Huaco Covia was completely panicked, and the last illusion in his heart was shattered. "Quick, go and call all the soldiers in the city who can fight, go and assemble... …" Governor Hua Ke Covia was hysterical and issued the order he could issue at present.

"Also, men in the city who are over 16 years old and under 60 years old must take up arms and fight with the army." Governor Hua Ke Covia thought for a while, and then continued to issue an order that shocked Hawke. "We must use our blood and the courage of the Mexicans to defend our country and our city!!" Governor Huaco Covia said to Hawke righteously.

"Organize messengers and immediately ask for reinforcements from the nearest militia group. Before reinforcements arrive, we must let these Liujiabao heretics understand."

"The Republic of Mexico, the Mexicans, cannot be defeated!"

At this time, Governor Huaco Covia did not forget to boost morale...

"Yes, Your Excellency the Governor!" Hawke glanced at Governor Huaco Covia with complicated eyes, and then left the Governor's Mansion, preparing to issue the order just issued by Governor Huaco Covia.

"May God bless the great Republic of Mexico, bless the great Mexican people, and bless the city of Los Angeles from being polluted by infidels..."

"Amen!!"

Governor Hua Ke Covia prayed devoutly to God in his heart.

(End of this chapter)