The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 388 Want to know how I lost? Beg me!

The soldiers on Brad Street and Ritter Street became sitting ducks, and the streets soon turned red with blood.

The gunshots from these two streets also sent a signal to both sides to attack.

In the buildings at the corners of the streets, the soldiers of the Army Infantry Regiment looked at their commanders.

"Get ready! Attack in three minutes." said the company commander while looking at the heavy rain outside the window.

They need to give the Chinese on the other side some time to react, let them become chaotic, and then they can launch a full-scale offensive.

When the company commander looked at the corner of the street, he suddenly noticed a few lights on a small building in the distance, and then the lights flew towards him.

"What is this?" A hint of doubt flashed through the front-line commander's mind. Those few flames were flying towards the area around the house.

"Rocket?"

"Are they Indians?" the thought occurred to the captain.

But those Qing bugs and Indians do look alike.

The rocket soaked in tung oil penetrated the rain curtain and hit an inconspicuous pile of firewood in the alley behind the small building.

These archers were bowmen in the Taiping Army. Although they had given up for so many years, they regained some of their feeling after training over the past two days.

It was not until the sixth arrow fell that a slight cracking sound was heard in the pile of firewood. Under the surface of the firewood was a layer of oilcloth, and under the oilcloth was a can of tung oil.

The pile of firewood behind the small building suddenly caught fire in the rain, and the flames spread along the rain.

Some soldiers who were on duty in the rain suddenly felt something was wrong.

However, there was a loud explosion immediately afterwards, as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart. Half of the small building was directly blown down. The soldiers inside were either killed or injured on the spot, and even those who were far away were dizzy due to the huge explosion.

"Run!" The company commander who was standing at the window was knocked against the wall. His chest felt stuffy and he could not hear anything.

He suddenly realized that he and the others were in a trap.

Although the place had been checked inside and out, more of the focus was on the inside of the building. In addition, the war between the two sides continued, so they had no time to check the situation nearby.

"Run!" The company commander grabbed the soldiers next to him, trying to get them up and escape quickly.

But then came a bigger explosion.

At the same time, explosions were heard at two other street corners, and huge flames rose into the sky, waking up the entire Chicago.

Nelson, who was waiting for news at the table, suddenly stood up and walked quickly to the window sill. His face changed drastically. He now had a bad feeling.

"Go figure out what's going on!"

However, before his men could get out, gunshots were heard in the distance.

"Go on, kill them!"

Figures appeared in the rain, rushing through the streets taking advantage of the explosions that killed a large number of Army soldiers and caused great chaos.

In particular, the heavy rain blocked the vision of both sides and affected the aiming of the army soldiers.

When the two sides were about to collide, accompanied by the sound of typewriter-like gunfire, bullets penetrated the rain curtain, and the soldiers who had just been frightened by the explosion fell down in rows.

Blood flowed down their bodies and mixed with the rainwater on the ground.

The squads that had already circled around the rear of the infantry regiment's defense line also began to attack from the side.

The infantry regiment gathered all the soldiers together for the attack, which actually facilitated Chen Zhengwei's attack.

In other words, it was because after realizing the army's plan, Chen Zhengwei adjusted his tactics accordingly and detonated the explosives that had been buried in advance, which directly dealt a heavy blow to the army.

……

At this time, Nelson's brows were furrowed. Although he couldn't see too far because of the heavy rain, the soldiers who went to the front line to check did not send back any news.

But the previous explosions and continuous gunfire had made him increasingly uneasy.

Especially the gunshots seemed to be approaching the command center.

At this moment, everyone in the room heard a gunshot.

Then there was a clacking sound like a typewriter.

Someone in the corridor shouted: "The enemy is coming in!"

boom!
At this time, the thugs who sneaked in from the first floor during the heavy rain were exchanging fire with the army. They broke in from the side and then encountered snipers in the waiting hall.

"Use a cannonball!" A young Chinese man took off the bag around his waist, which contained a six-pound cannonball. He lit it and threw it into the waiting hall.

boom!
Three artillery shells were thrown in succession, blowing the enemy to pieces. Then a team of people rushed in and fired at them with submachine guns.

In just a few minutes, they broke through the waiting hall and then rushed to the second floor.

Their commander must be on the third floor, the highest floor.

During this heavy rain, in order to surprise attack on Chen Zhengwei, Nelson withdrew most of the half of the 16th Regiment that was originally deployed here, leaving only one company.

Therefore, after solving the problem on the first floor, we quickly broke through to the third floor.

Listening to the gunshots coming from outside the door, Nelson's face changed constantly, filled with anger and disbelief.

He simply couldn't believe that he was going to be captured by the Chinese!

He had been in the army for twenty years, and was promoted to brigadier general because of his military exploits. He led three infantry regiments to quell a rebellion by a group of Chinese...

I’m about to be captured!
He simply couldn't imagine how much of a commotion this news would cause once it got out.

This made Nelson clench his fists, and veins bulged on the back of his hands.

He almost wanted to shoot himself.

But after hesitating for a moment, he still chose to live.

Boom!
The door was kicked open, and a Chinese man looked at the people in the room and suddenly became happy.

"it's here!"

"Caught!"

The squadron leader walked in, glanced around, and said to the people behind him: "Go downstairs to set up defenses!"

Then he looked at Nelson and the others, pointed his gun at them and said, "Stand against the wall!"

"I am Commander Nelson Appleton Miles, and I demand the prisoner treatment commensurate with my status!" Nelson straightened his collar and spoke.

"Fuck your treatment!" The squadron leader kicked him and hit him with the butt of a gun.

These people just follow Chen Zhengwei's example.

"You can't win the fight, so you want to be treated? What the hell are you thinking about?"

"Search them, remove all their weapons, and then tie them up!"

Nelson was kicked and hit with a rifle butt. He finally managed to stand against the wall, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and veins on his forehead were bulging.

But since he was under someone's roof, he didn't intend to argue with these rude soldiers.

He would wait until he met the other side's commander, the Chinese man. He was now eager to know why he lost!
Not long after, the scattered infantrymen in the front retreated back to the train station. However, what was waiting for them inside the train station was not their comrades, but guns.

Some soldiers had just run to the open space in front of the train station when they were met with countless bullets.

"We are one people, don't fire, we are one people!"

Someone shouted in despair.

"Stop shouting, the command center has been occupied by the enemy!" The comrades next to him quickly pulled him behind an obstacle, but found that he had already fallen down.

Only then did they realize that his neck had been cut by a bullet and blood was spurting out.

The participating soldiers then began to disperse in all directions, but by this time, there were not many soldiers left, and the pursuers from behind also caught up.

However, in addition to some people who were killed or captured, many people took advantage of the heavy rain to escape.

……

At 11:30 in the middle of the night, the gunfire in Chicago had gradually stopped. Except for the occasional one or two gunshots coming from a distant location, Chicago returned to peace again.

Randolph Churchill and Henry Attlee were both standing at the window, but the heavy rain outside prevented them from seeing anything and even blocked out most of the sounds.

"Do you think this Chinese man can win? He only has 700 thugs, while we have three infantry regiments, a total of 2,000 people, all well-trained soldiers!" Henry Attlee said on the side.

He didn't know why Churchill had such an idea.

In his opinion, the Chinese man's fate was already determined.

"I don't know, just a feeling! Maybe we'll know soon! It sounds like the war is over!" said Randolph Churchill.

The two men wore neat formal attire because they didn't want to be seen in disarray when soldiers rushed in.

But after waiting for a long time, the hotel was still quiet.

"Maybe we can go out and take a look!" said Randolph Churchill.

"That's too dangerous...we'd better stay here now!" Henry Attlee said directly.

Randolph Churchill opened the door a crack, but it was still quiet outside.

There really wasn't any commotion at the hotel.

Randolph Churchill finally decided to go downstairs and take a look.

However, he did not take the elevator, but walked down the stairs one floor at a time. When he reached the second floor of the hotel, he finally heard the music downstairs.

It is the knock on the door of inevitable fate.

"The Fifth Symphony..." This thought popped up in Randolph Churchill's mind. As the music downstairs continued to play, he quickened his pace.

After arriving at the lobby, I glanced at the hotel entrance and saw many men in hunting suits standing at the door, including Chinese and Western Slavs.

They all have a gun hanging in front of them. Unlike the common single-shot rifles, the barrels of their guns are shorter and there is an extra handle under the gun body.

Then the door of the hotel was pushed open, and a man dressed in a general's uniform, soaked from head to toe by the rain, was pushed in. He looked to be about 40 years old, with the rank of brigadier general on his shoulders and a little bruise on his face.

But he is still trying to maintain his decency.

"Brigadier General... is the commander of the army this time?" This thought suddenly popped up in Randolph Churchill's mind, and his expression became more and more surprised.

This Chinese man, surrounded by three infantry regiments of the army, captured the enemy commander?

Although he sensed from Chen Zhengwei's previous attitude that Chen Zhengwei was very confident, he did not expect this result.

……

After Nelson was pushed into the hotel, he heard "Symphony of Fate" playing beside him, and at the same time he saw Chen Zhengwei sitting on the sofa.

A tall man, sitting there like a wild beast, his whole body filled with a violent sense of power.

Although he is very young, no one dares to underestimate him, and no one even notices this.

At this time, Chen Zhengwei squinted his eyes slightly, holding a cigar in his hand, with a glass of whiskey in front of him, and one hand was gently beating the rhythm, as if he was immersed in the music.

"Hurry up!" A thug behind him pushed Nelson.

Nelson was pushed in front of Chen Zhengwei, his eyes fixed on Chen Zhengwei, wondering in his heart whether he was the commander of this battle.

After a moment, Chen Zhengwei opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Did you hear that?"

"What?" Nelson was confused.

"Your fate!" Chen Zhengwei said as he looked at him.

After all, I won a general victory. Although it was expected, I was still in a good mood.

Nelson was silent for a moment before he spoke: "I am the commander of the army, Nelson Appleton Miles. Is the commander I am facing you?"

"What do you think?" Chen Zhengwei raised his eyebrows, and this action made him look more alive.

"I heard that you became a general based on your military achievements? Is this the result? I thought you would meet a tougher opponent!" Chen Zhengwei said jokingly.

When Nelson heard this, his face turned pale and blue, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to shoot himself.

"Can I ask which military academy you studied at?" Nelson asked after taking a deep breath.

"I was born and raised in the United States... Which military academy do you think I can study in? I can learn it by just picking up a book and flipping through it! Besides, the business world is like a battlefield. As everyone knows, I am a businessman!" Chen Zhengwei said with his eyes narrowed, holding a cigar in his mouth.

At the same time, he signaled to his men to bring his midnight snack.

"sit down!"

"You really didn't go to military academy?" Nelson was even more distressed now.

"Can you tell me where I lost?" What Nelson wanted to know most was where he lost. Now he didn't even know how he lost.

"Want to know? Beg me!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

"Although we are enemies on the battlefield, there is no need for you to humiliate me. The winner should be more graceful!" Nelson said to Chen Zhengwei.

"What? Are you teaching me?" Chen Zhengwei tapped his cigar on the edge of the ashtray and squinted at him.

He really wanted to find someone to show off to, and the enemy commander was the best choice.

Otherwise he would have already scored a goal on Nelson.

"Well, I beg you to tell me, how did I lose?"

"Mr. Chen, do you mind if I sit in for a while?" Randolph Churchill spoke politely when he was stopped by his thugs.

He was just as eager as Nelson.

Nelson wanted to know how he lost, and he wanted to know what happened!
　In the ancient times, there was a fierce god who was born in a big swamp with a white lotus in his arms. He had a human body and a snake tail, double wings on his back, four eyes on his face, and red eyebrows and white hair.

　　As the emperor of the demon clan and Taiyi's best friend, Qi can't just watch them fall into danger, so he comes out of Yunmengze to save the world.

　　Since the catastrophe of ferocious beasts, Qi's Shinto career of becoming a god has reached its peak.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)