Gao Wu: Traveling through the heavens in dreams, a professional rebel!

Chapter 119 Great Britain No! This is the Chicken City of Luoshan in the United States! Lin Yaozu has arrived in the Western Kingdom.

As long as the power is strong enough, nothing will be a problem!

Extraordinary?
How many divisions can they hold off?
at the same time.

On the rough sea, the ironclad fleets of Great Britain, the United States and other countries broke through the waves like ferocious beasts ready to hunt.

The ironclad ships looked like steel monsters from the deep sea.

Their bodies are huge and solid, like moving steel fortresses.

The bow of the ship is sharp and uses the most advanced casting technology.

At this moment, a cold light is flashing in the sunlight.

It seemed as if it could easily pierce through the calm of the ocean and tear all obstacles in front of it into pieces.

The ship's hull is tightly wrapped in heavy iron armor. Each piece of armor has been carefully polished and spliced ​​together to form an indestructible defense.

The armor is covered with traces of time and war, which are the glory and medals of past battles.

In the sunlight, the light reflected by the armor was cold and dazzling.

Black smoke was spewing out of the chimney, like a giant black dragon rising up and baring its fangs and claws in the air.

On the ironclad ship, countless cannons were arranged in an orderly manner. The muzzles were huge and majestic, and the black holes seemed to be able to swallow everything.

In addition, each gun has been carefully calibrated and debugged, and the gun body is engraved with complex textures and markings, showing its powerful power and accuracy.

The long gun barrel was raised high, as if showing the world the arrogance and power of many Western countries.

On the deck, countless foreign soldiers were busy moving around, dressed in neat military uniforms with serious and determined expressions.

His steps were hurried, and his eyes revealed his desire and anticipation for victory.

Flags of different countries were flying on the masts of different ironclad ships.

The flags fluttered in the sea breeze, and the patterns and colors on them became more vivid and eye-catching.

Huge armored fleets, with endless greed and desire, advanced rapidly towards the east.

The surging waves hit the ship, splashing white waves, but could not stop its progress.

Like a pack of hungry wolves, they were madly chasing their prey, bloodthirsty and fanatical.

At the same time, the senior officers of the armored fleets on each fleet were giving their replies to their superiors in high spirits.

In the command room of the British ironclad ship, the lights were dim and soft, but they could not conceal the commander's scorching gaze.

He sat at the mahogany desk, writing furiously.

"Please rest assured, Mr. Holtrey, I will definitely bring the fruits of victory back to Great Britain this time!"

Each word is written vigorously, as if carrying firm determination and infinite confidence.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a determined look, as if he had already seen the dawn of victory shining before his eyes.

On the American special warship, the commander sent every word through the radio.

"Victory will definitely belong to the United States. This is an indisputable fact!"

On the deck of the Sakura Country, the short Sakura commander was shouting fanatically.

"This secret treasure is the key to the Great Sakura Empire's domination of the world. Even if the whole army is annihilated and dies until the last day, we will seize it and hand it over to the great Emperor."

"One day, the Sakura flag will be planted all over the world!"

At this moment, the eyes of both the commander and the soldiers were burning with madness, revealing a desperate madness.

……

A few days later, in the port of the United States, Luoshanji City, it was early in the morning, the sun had just risen, and the golden sunlight was shining on the vast sea, sparkling.

The sea breeze blew gently, bringing with it the scent of the ocean and a hint of saltiness.

The sky over the port was a deep blue, with a few white clouds occasionally floating by.

In the waters, huge cargo ships are quietly anchored or loading and unloading cargo.

The steel bodies of the cargo ships shine with metallic luster in the sun. They come from all over the world, and the logos and words on the hulls show their ownership and voyage.

Some cargo ships are emitting black smoke, which is a sign that their engines are running, indicating that they are about to set sail or that busy loading and unloading work is still continuing.

At the dock, a huge crane stood like a steel giant, with its boom extended, lifting the heavy container, moving it slowly in the air, and then placing it precisely at the designated location.

The colorful containers are piled up like mountains, forming a unique landscape.

A group of laborers with oriental faces were wearing shackles and doing hard labor as they carried goods back and forth on the dock, being whipped by foreign supervisors.

The shouts, the roar of machines and the sound of metal colliding were intertwined together, creating a very chaotic atmosphere.

On the road to the port, trucks come and go, loaded with goods, their wheels rolling and raising clouds of dust.

The foreign policemen were carrying pistols and directing traffic with a domineering look on their faces.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Hurry up! Tell those pigs from the East to speed up! Don't delay the transportation later!"

"Humph! Useless! What's the whip in your hand for? Is it just for decoration? Beat them hard! These oriental pigs won't even use force unless they are beaten!"

"..."

On both sides of the road, rows of warehouses had their doors open, filled with all kinds of goods.

From raw materials to finished products, we have everything.

The air was filled with various smells, including the salty sea water, fuel, cargo, and sweat.

Seagulls circled in the sky and occasionally swooped down in search of food, their cries blending into the noise of the port.

On the sea in the distance, ships pass by from time to time, leaving behind white trails.

The waves hit the shore, making bursts of roaring sounds.

At the entrance of the port, a lighthouse stands tall, guiding the ships entering and leaving the port.

At this moment, a military ocean-going ironclad ship appeared on the sealine, sailing alone and particularly conspicuous.

Seeing this, the foreigner on the lookout tower scratched his head, his eyes full of confusion and puzzlement.

"What? Why are there military ships? And they are from Great Britain? Are we finally at war with those bastards?"

"Oh my god! Something happened! This is a serious incident! We must report it immediately..."

On the other side, on the deck of the ironclad ship, Lin Yaozu looked at the embryonic form of an industrial city not far away and murmured softly.

"Emm... this... is Great Britain? Why does it feel a little weird?"

In an instant, a gaze that revealed heavy pressure in indifference fell on the few foreigners who were still alive.

Although they didn't say a word, these people were shaking like sieves, trembling and unable to stop.

In fact, they were ready to die.

Especially after he successfully diverted the evil to the enemy country of Meilijian.

Obviously, at the last moment, these foreign soldiers secretly used a trick to get Lin Yaozu out of Great Britain.

(End of this chapter)