The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 381 I prepared a welcome gift, the kind that gets zero negative reviews!

The Bridgeview Railroad Bridge is 25 kilometers away from downtown Chicago. The bridge is meters long. Below is the Des Plaines River, and the height from the river surface is meters.

At this time, on the train, the soldiers of the entire 22nd Infantry Regiment were chatting and joking, or reading books on the side, and no one noticed that danger was coming.

Even Colonel Vincent, the commander of the 22nd Infantry Regiment, did not expect that the Chinese would arrange personnel here in advance after ambushing at the train station.

"Welcome to Chicago!" With a smile on the young man's face, he waved his right hand downwards.

A young man nearby pressed the detonator on the ground with force.

boom!
A section of the Bridgeview Railroad Bridge near Chicago, about 40 meters long, exploded.

The locomotive and the two carriages behind it were blown off the railway, and along with the broken bridge deck, they crashed into the Des Plaines River below.

The carriages behind also rushed out and fell from the broken bridge.

The soldiers of the 22nd Infantry Regiment in the train went blank after this sudden change, and then they rolled over with the train.

"Hahahaha!" The thug who was lying in ambush in the dark suddenly looked excited.

"Let's go and take a look!" A young man was about to go over to check it out with great interest when he heard a loud bang from the river and a large ball of fire rose into the sky.

The ammunition transported in the train exploded!

The huge explosion was so loud that it even reached Chicago, more than 20 kilometers away, as if thunder was roaring in the sky.

Chen Zhengwei stood at the window holding a wine glass with a flamboyant smile on his face.

"Welcome to Chicago!" Chen Zhengwei raised his glass and gestured towards the distance.

"What's that sound? It sounds like thunder!" Anna hugged Chen Zhengwei from behind.

"I prepared a welcome gift for the Army. It looks like they received it and are very happy. Not a single bad review!" Chen Zhengwei pulled Anna in front of him and asked her to hold the window.

……

In a two-story building in Chicago, a man suddenly sat up, walked to the window and looked into the distance.

But from his perspective, he can't see anything.

"William!" There was a knock on the door.

"come in!"

"Did you hear that just now? It seems like there was an explosion somewhere!"

"Southwest, at least ten kilometers away!"

"What's over there?"

While the two were discussing, someone else walked in, and a moment later, a sentence changed everyone's expressions drastically.

“Could it be related to the Army?”

"The advance troops arrived this afternoon. By now... the main army force should be here soon!"

These people were elites from local police stations. After contacting the remnants of the Pinkerton Detective Agency, the other party neither helped them nor betrayed them.

This left them hiding in Chicago.

I had observed the firefight at the train station from a distance in the afternoon and knew that the army's advance troops had arrived.

I had thought that after the arrival of the main army, the next step would be to sweep away all the enemies and wipe out the Chinese man's men.

However, the explosion just now made them feel extremely uneasy.

"I gonna go see!"

Soon, elite agents lurking in other parts of Chicago headed to the site of the explosion.

During the period, a small-scale firefight occurred. Two lurking elite agents ran into the returning team and were killed on the spot.

It was not until the early morning that the lurking elite agents finally found their way to the Bridgeview Railway Bridge. The scene they saw made them stare with their eyes wide open and their bodies turned cold.

The Bridgeview Railway Bridge near Chicago was broken by more than 30 meters, and there were a large number of corpses and train debris in the river below.

In the small town of Summit, five kilometers downstream from the explosion site, the local sheriff and his men came to the river early in the morning, wanting to investigate the explosion site upstream along the river bank.

However, when they reached the riverbank, the sharp-eyed sheriff saw something floating in the river.

When he got closer, he froze instantly and saw a body in an army uniform floating downstream in the river.

Then another one.

Then came the third one.

Even the river water turned light red.

"Oh my God, what happened?" The local sheriff looked shocked and then someone pulled his clothes.

"Over there... there's more..." The sheriff looked in the direction his subordinate pointed, and saw half a dead body lying on the shore, but the lower half of the body had long disappeared.

"Ugh..." There was a vomiting sound suddenly heard beside the sheriff.

"Something big has happened! Hurry, send a telegram!" The sheriff arranged for people to go back and send the telegram while trying to find a way to fish the body out of the river.

Soon, a telegram was sent to the Illinois government, and a large number of people rushed to the area, accompanied by reporters who heard the news.

When everyone arrived at the scene, they were stunned by the horror of the scene.

Especially around the Bridgeview Railway Bridge.

There were train debris and corpses everywhere, and one could imagine what a tragic accident this was.

The search continued until midnight before we found two survivors nearby and learned what had happened from them.

The 22nd Infantry Regiment, except for the two advance companies and these two survivors, all the others were killed!
Late at night, more detailed information was reported back to the Army Headquarters.

A group of combat staff hurried back from the bar after receiving the news. They gathered around the map while burping, although... there was actually nothing to see.

After all, Chen Zhengwei’s location is right in the center of the United States, and all the surrounding traffic arteries are blocked, making it a "dead zone."

He didn't have the slightest chance of escaping.

All they could see now were the positions of several other infantry regiments, and they kept drawing some useless arrows on the map.

Soon, this group of combat staff fell asleep in the conference room.

Only Brigadier General Nelson A. Miles, freshly withdrawn from the Western Indian Wars to command the campaign to quell the "rebellion," was unhappy.

This happened before he could set out for the front.

He could already imagine what would be in tomorrow's newspapers.

Facing a group of gang members, an entire infantry regiment was wiped out before even reaching Chicago, which would be a huge stain on his career.

……

At noon on the day they were searching, Chen Zhengwei got up and ate his meal leisurely, then changed into a red gentleman's suit and called A Long to go out.

The train station can be taken back.

He wanted to test his battlefield instincts.

"Bring some people with me to the train station!"

"Brother Wei, this outfit of yours is not very good, it's too conspicuous!" A Long felt that Chen Zhengwei was like a white horse general on the battlefield.

"So, will I be within their shooting range?" Chen Zhengwei said casually as he got on the carriage.

A moment later, several carriages came to an alley far away from the train station and stopped.

Someone came over soon.

"boss!"

"Let me take a look at the situation! Didn't those people try to rush out?" "No, they were waiting for reinforcements, but they couldn't wait!" The man who came to greet Chen Zhengwei grinned.

"Take me to a place where I can observe!" Chen Zhengwei got off the carriage and stepped on the mud in the alley. He felt a little sorry for his shoes.

very expensive.

These shoes cost five thousand dollars.

Soon, under the guidance, Chen Zhengwei entered a shop from the back door, and then went up to the second floor. He could see that the wall of the second floor had been smashed open, leaving a long passage. All the walls of the second floor had been broken through.

Wen Bingzhong and others are all here.

"boss!"

"boss!"

"Let me see the situation!" Chen Zhengwei could see the train station opposite from the window. Hearing the warning sign, Chen Zhengwei took a step to the side.

boom!
There was a gunshot in the distance! The bullet flew past Chen Zhengwei and hit the wall behind him.

"Brother Wei, it's dangerous!" A Long hurried over to block Chen Zhengwei.

In the distance, on the second floor of the train station, a soldier cursed somewhat unwillingly. He just saw a man in red clothes appear in front of the window. He must be an important person of the other party.

I thought I could kill the other party, but he just got unlucky.

"You're blocking my view!" Chen Zhengwei pushed A'long aside and waved at Wen Bingzhong: "Give me the gun!"

"Boss, let us do the rough work! That guy is a good shooter!" Wen Bingzhong said immediately. He knew that the gunman on the opposite side had injured several of them before.

"I'm much better than you at this kind of rough work!" Chen Zhengwei sneered, "Why do you think I can be your boss?"

Grabbing a rifle from Wen Bingzhong, Chen Zhengwei took a step toward the window and then stepped back.

boom!
Another bullet hit the window frame, raising a cloud of dust.

Chen Zhengwei then suddenly dodged, raised his gun, and fired. The whole action was as smooth as flowing water.

It seemed as if he hadn't aimed at all, he just fired randomly.

A bullet hit the window frame opposite, startling the soldier. He then grinned grimly and looked at Chen Zhengwei through the smoke.

"It deviated 30 centimeters to the right..." Chen Zhengwei quickly pulled the bolt, then looked through the smoke and pulled the trigger again.

A bloody hole suddenly appeared on the soldier's forehead!
The whole person fell backwards.

The people who were watching from the opposite side were suddenly surprised and cheered:

"Boss, you have great shooting skills!"

"That guy caused us a lot of trouble!"

Chen Zhengwei laughed and then looked towards the train station opposite.

Seven or eight people could be seen behind the windows of the train station, but there were at least a hundred soldiers in the train station, all of whom were obviously hiding inside.

Chen Zhengwei narrowed his eyes, then stared at the waiting hall for a moment. He had a feeling that the opponent's main force was hiding there.

Then Chen Zhengwei's sight turned to the right side of the waiting hall, 30 meters away. There was a weak point there, the luggage room, and it was easiest to break in from there. Then the people in the hall would be attracted, and the enemies on the far right of the train station would also be attracted to attack, leaving a gap on the right side... Then he would throw two six-pound shells from the restaurant window ten meters to the left. When the shells exploded, a lot of smoke would appear, and the people in the hall would be in chaos...

In Chen Zhengwei's mind, the entire battle process seemed to be happening in real life.

And he felt that this was how the battle would develop.

This is not just the ability of battlefield intuition, but the keen intuition on the battlefield plus the overall view of the hand of war.

"Call all the team leaders here!" Chen Zhengwei ordered.

After a while, a total of ten team leaders were called over and introduced their identities.

"I will shoot down the gunmen at those windows in a moment. At the same time, I will leave ten people to assist me in providing cover, and the rest of you can prepare to take action!"

"You're the first team leader? Lead your men to the luggage room, 30 meters to the right of the waiting hall. Once you're inside, just hold the area and fire at both sides of the door..."

"Second and third team leaders, you will break in from the far right side seven minutes after they break in."

"Fourth Squad, two minutes after you break through on the right, throw a few six-pound shells into the restaurant window ten meters to the left."

"Wen Bingzhong, you lead the 5th, 6th, 7th and 8th squads to attack the waiting hall after the shells explode and use the shells to clear the way.

"Team Nine, wait on the left."

"Have you all remembered what you need to do?" Chen Zhengwei looked at everyone.

"remember!"

"Boss, what kind of gun should we use?" Wen Bingzhong's eyes swept towards the submachine gun in the corner.

"Use it!" Chen Zhengwei waved his hand. Using a gunpowder gun inside a building was simply torture.

"You leave in five minutes!"

Everyone immediately went to call their own men.

Chen Zhengwei held a submachine gun, leaned against the wall, lit a cigar and smoked for a moment, then glanced at his pocket watch. It was almost time.

Then he switched his submachine gun to single-shot mode, took a step left and stood at the window with a cigar in his mouth, his eyes quickly scanning the windows of the Chicago train station.

boom! boom! boom!
Accompanied by rhythmic gunshots, bullets flew out one after another, and the soldiers hiding behind the windows fell to the ground one by one with gunshot wounds in the forehead.

Wen Bingzhong and others rushed quickly to the Chicago train station and arrived at the prepared attack position.

The first team first climbed into the luggage room, stretched out their guns from the door and fired in both directions. Two unlucky guys happened to be nearby and were shot into sieves, and other people in the train station were also alarmed.

The garrison soldiers on the far right had just sent some people to check, and two teams rushed in directly.

With just one round of gunfire, more than half of the soldiers stationed here were killed or wounded, and they were forced to huddle in a corner and were beaten so badly that they couldn't even raise their heads.

The burst of gunfire made all the soldiers of the 22nd Regiment in the entire train station nervous. They realized that the enemy was attacking, so some of them stayed behind while others went to provide support.

However, at this moment, several six-pound shells flew in through the restaurant window on their left.

boom!
The soldiers in the waiting hall suddenly became chaotic, aiming their guns at random, and some even accidentally fired their guns.

At this moment, the waiting room hall was kicked open and several shells flew directly in.

Following a loud explosion, Wen Bingzhong and his men rushed into the hall and swept through with submachine guns.

Ten minutes later, Chen Zhengwei finished half a cigar and saw a group of soldiers covered in blood escaping from the left door of the Chicago train station.

However, as soon as they ran out of the door, they were hit in the legs by bullets.

Half an hour later, the Chicago train station was cleaned.

More than seventy soldiers from the 22nd Regiment were killed, and the rest were captured.

There were only three casualties among Wen Bingzhong and his group, one of whom died on the spot, one was shot in the abdomen, and one was shot in the thigh.

When Chen Zhengwei walked into the waiting hall of the train station with a cigar in his mouth, he smelled the strong smell of gunpowder and blood.

When other people looked at him again, their eyes were different.

Whether one can lead troops, fight in battles, and what one's command ability is, nothing is more convincing than a battle.

"boss!"

When Wen Bingzhong and others saw Chen Zhengwei, they all stood up straight, with more respect in their eyes than before.

Especially from the arrival of the advance troops, to the ambush and killing of the follow-up troops, and then to this easy victory, there were almost no mistakes.

Chen Zhengwei's prestige has reached its peak.

"I think I should hold a press conference!" Chen Zhengwei looked at the wounded army soldiers squatting in a row in the corner with pale faces, and grinned like a well-fed beast.

(End of this chapter)