The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 397 Gentlemen, I'm getting excited
From LV7 to LV8 of Hand of War (Master), no knowledge came out of my mind, but my mind became clearer.

At this level, the relevant knowledge has been fully mastered, and all that matters is talent and inspiration on the battlefield.

And another master skill point was thrown into Shooting (Precision) LV6, countless knowledge and experience about shooting poured out, and then shooting became Precision Shooting (Master) LV7.

Extremely high shooting accuracy: Possessing extreme shooting accuracy, regardless of the size of the target.

Quick aiming: Ability to accurately aim and fire in a short period of time.

Psychological Control: Possess excellent psychological control ability and be able to perform stably under high-pressure environments.

Chen Zhengwei glanced at the mark under Precision Shooting (Master). He felt that with the guns and ammunition in the system space, if he gave himself some time, he could kill those five legions.

In particular, he possessed the Hand of War and battlefield intuition, which enabled him to easily perceive the opponent's strategic objectives and battlefield layout.

"I think I'm the pinnacle of humanity!" Chen Zhengwei took out a cigarette and lit it. He felt that there was no one in this world who was more awesome than him.

He has come this far thanks to his continuous learning and amazing talent and perseverance.

It would be a waste of his amazing talent if he didn't defeat all the famous generals from various countries.

At least in the future, people all over the world will not be able to avoid themselves when looking back at history.

I don’t know if it was the influence of the Hand of War, but Chen Zhengwei rarely had some other ideas besides women, status and money.

He should get everything he wants through war.

People leave their names behind, just as wild geese leave their voices behind.

And the gun mastery LV3 also becomes the weapon control LV4.

Master a variety of shooting weapons, including pistols, rifles, shotguns and sniper rifles. Pick up any gun and quickly understand its structure, advantages and disadvantages.

Skills have also become

Hand of War (Master) LV8, Insight (Master) LV7, Fighting (Master) LV7, Precision Shooting (Master) LV7, Danger Detection LV4, Hammering LV4, Battlefield Intuition LV4, Weapon Control LV4, English LV3, Waltz LV3, Throwing LV3.

Mastery Skill Points 4
Normal skill points 8
Looking at the large number of mastery skill points and ordinary skill points he had left, Chen Zhengwei felt that he should learn something.

After all, you never stop learning.

Chen Zhengwei closed the system panel and walked to the window to look outside, constantly replaying the battle scene in his mind.

The jagged infantry defense lines of both sides in Chicago did not change. Half a day after the battle began, the sharp knives that were suddenly inserted turned into awls, like waves, one after another, constantly changing directions and stabbing forward.

"Quite interesting!" Chen Zhengwei said with a sigh. This Sherman is indeed quite interesting.

……

New York, the manor is brightly lit at night.

The house is truly brightly lit, with light bulbs hanging from the roof. Unlike the dim oil lamps, these light bulbs amaze every guest who comes to the manor.

By now Edison had invented direct current and light bulbs, using carbonized cotton thread as filament, and the bulb could glow for 1200 hours.

Of course, the light bulb hasn't been turned on yet.

JP Morgan is Edison's most important investor. Tonight, he used Edison's new technology at the manor, also with the purpose of promoting this technology.

The guests at the manor were some of New York's richest people, as well as envoys from various countries.

JP Morgan's father, Junius Spencer Morgan, ran an influential bank in the UK.

Therefore, the Morgan family is inseparable from Britain, but others are not surprised. At this time, many large families in the United States have various relationships with Britain, and even have direct support from Britain.

"I have to say, I saw a good show recently! It's a pity that those protesting peasants will never understand the essence of the country!" In a small circle, a well-dressed gentleman holding a wine glass smiled, with a bit of reserve and contempt on his face.

"They think they can change something, but they can't. They can't change anything!"

"That Chinese guy is quite surprising and interesting! But it's a pity that we won't be able to see him again!" said another person with the same reserved smile.

In his words, Chen Zhengwei seemed like an interesting pet, or perhaps the turmoil he had stirred up in the past few months was a wonderful stage play.

Their emotions will rise and fall because of the performance of this stage play, but in the end everything will calm down and be over.

The only effect is probably to let them kill time and add more fun to their lives.

In fact, this is also the view of many bigwigs in American upper society.

After all, in the United States, one Chinese person cannot cause any trouble.

Even though Leland Stanford's death was related to him, there was still some gap between Leland Stanford's status and the big capitalists here.

The topic of Chen Zhengwei is also often brought up at recent banquets, more as an opening remark, like...Have you eaten today?
On the other side of the banquet hall, people were also talking about Chen Zhengwei.

"If it were in the Russian Empire, the result would definitely not be like this! In just a week... his head would be hung in the middle of the city!" Eduard Andreevich Stocker, the Russian Empire's ambassador, laughed loudly.

"We fought the Chinese! I know them! So I'm surprised that the U.S. Army's combat effectiveness is so weak..."

His voice was so loud that it reached the ears of Yung Wing who was not far away.

Yung Wing turned his head to take a look, then turned around expressionlessly, and walked away with the wine glass in his hand, feeling unhappy.

In recent years, due to the dispute over Yili, the relationship between the Qing Dynasty and the Russian Empire has been unfriendly, and the American envoys of both sides would ridicule each other after meeting.

Especially in the previous year, Chonghou had signed the Treaty of Livadia, a traitorous treaty, on his own initiative, which caused an uproar in the Qing Dynasty. As a result, the envoys of the Qing Dynasty and the Russian Empire always lost in the confrontation.

Of course, there is another point, which is also an important reason why Yung Wing was unwilling to argue with the other party.

Edward Andreevich Stocker was a complete barbarian who would often throw up his white gloves and demand a duel during an argument.

Edward Andreevich Stocker saw Yung Wing walking away from the corner of his eye and smiled even more happily.

"Chen Zhengwei..." Yung Wing said in his heart and shook his head slightly.

His opinion has never changed. This is America. Even if Chen Zhengwei takes advantage for a while, he won't be able to hold on for long. It will only bring more troubles and more discrimination to Chinese Americans.

Fortunately, envoys from various countries have recently expressed concern about the human rights situation of immigrants in the United States.

The United States should not go too far.

Just at this moment, a voice came from the side.

"Mr. Stocker, I don't agree with you. I have met that Chinese man. He is a genius, a true tactical genius, just like Napoleon!" Randolph Churchill walked over with a wine glass and said with a smile.

Although he was only the secretary of the Governor-General of Ireland and came to the United States for inspection, he was not afraid of the envoy of the Russian Empire.

The Empire on which the sun never sets is behind him. Moreover, he had just returned to New York with a large number of shares from Chen Zhengwei, and now he had a very good impression of Chen Zhengwei.

Yung Wing turned his head in some surprise and saw a man in his thirties with a small moustache.

Yung Wing quickly searched his memory. He seemed to have seen him at a previous banquet. He seemed to be from England?
When did Chen Zhengwei become involved with the British?

……

In the evening, Chen Zhengwei was in the conference room, surrounded by Aaron, Dapolan, Green and the squadron leaders.

Everyone knew that the army was on the way and that another battle would soon begin, but everyone was full of confidence and was not nervous at the moment.

"It will take at least four days for our ammunition to arrive, but this isn't a big problem!"

"Wait until Sherman is captured, and I will take you to Washington!" Chen Zhengwei smiled with a ease.

"When the time comes, we will catch the president and let Brother Wei sit on him!" Aaron immediately laughed. He had been thinking about this in his mind.

"It doesn't matter. I actually want to pee with the President of the United States - to let him see how big my dick is!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

Everyone burst into laughter.

"I have to go to Washington. After all, the current president has strong anti-Chinese tendencies, which makes me very unhappy! I plan to have a good talk with him!"

"You all know why I have been doing all these things!"

"It's just so that Chinese people in the United States can straighten their backs."

"After this fight, everyone will be able to straighten their backs. Not only in San Francisco, but Americans everywhere will respectfully call us sir when they see us."

Everyone responded immediately.

With just a few words, Chen Zhengwei stirred up everyone's emotions and their blood boiled.

"Sherman was a famous American general, but when we were fighting, they were still picking bananas from the trees! It wasn't hard to deal with him."

"The train station is still a place they must fight for. After all, only when the railway is unobstructed can their supplies keep up. After they arrive tomorrow, they will set up defense lines from here to here, and constantly use small forces to fight with us on the streets and alleys to create pressure on us!" Chen Zhengwei drew several lines in the blocks around the train station.

"But these are just tricks!"

"Their real trump card is here!"

Chen Zhengwei drew another arc opposite to these lines of defense.

"Our biggest problem now is that we are running low on ammunition and manpower! So after they attract our attention from the front, they will have the cavalry come around and charge from here to here in teams of fifty to a hundred people... Constantly putting pressure on us, making us exhausted... and crushing us!"

"As long as we show the slightest flaw, they will stab in like a knife, disrupt our defense, and then launch an all-out attack to swallow us up!" Chen Zhengwei said, pointing to the map.

Although the people under his command did not have much tactical skills, Chen Zhengwei still analyzed the situation clearly.

And everyone became serious.

"So all we have to do is dig a hole for them!"

"There are tripwires prepared on each of these streets. As soon as they come over, we'll pull up the tripwires and use them as targets!"

"As for the four streets here... after we shoot with submachine guns, we'll switch to black powder rifles. They will definitely realize that this is a weak spot. They will think that we don't have enough bullets. Then they will mobilize cavalry to charge in from here..."

"They will converge at Michigan Avenue, and then keep attacking forward, trying to kill us in one blow! So just set up an ambush here!"

"The outcome of this battle is not decided on the front line, but here!"

Chen Zhengwei's plan sounds simple, but there is one last problem with this plan. Not only does it require setting up a defense line in the front to block the enemy's infantry regiment, but it also requires arranging people to defend the streets in the rear and setting up ambushes.

If there are too many people deployed on the front line of defense, there will be loopholes in the rear.

There are too many people stationed in the rear, and the front line of defense is too thin, which will be broken through by the enemy.

The enemy's infantry and cavalry regiments could gather together at any time, forcibly break through Chen Zhengwei's defense line at one location, and then divide and encircle Chen Zhengwei's troops.

Chicago's urban layout is a grid structure with many connections, and there is no place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Chen Zhengwei needs at least 2000 people to fully defend.

And he only had 700 men.

"I will lead 300 people to defend in the front, and the rest of the people will be in the back. We are going to cripple the enemy's cavalry regiment in one go!" Chen Zhengwei said finally.

"Brother Wei, aren't 300 people too few?" Aaron couldn't help but ask immediately.

These 300 people are not guarding one place, but are responsible for an entire line of defense, facing three infantry regiments!
"Enough!" Chen Zhengwei put one hand on the map and grinned at everyone with a bloody breath.

"Gentlemen, I'm starting to get excited!"

"Aren't you excited?"

"Of course I'm excited. This time we must catch that Sherman! They say he is a famous American general. When I catch him, I'll make him lick Brother Wei's shoes!" Aaron immediately stood up and shouted.

Others responded loudly.

……

The next morning, the 10th Infantry Regiment arrived in Chicago first, occupied the train station without encountering any resistance, and then quickly deployed a defense line.

Two hours later, accompanied by the long whistle of the train, a train carrying a large number of soldiers and supplies pulled into the train station.

Then a large number of soldiers jumped off the train.

Sherman brought his adjutant and operations staff team to the command room set up in the train station.

The combat staff began to work busily, hanging combat maps on the wall.

Sherman looked out the window at Chicago with an expressionless face.

"Three days!"

He will give his all in this battle.

In three days at most he would defeat the Chinaman and his men and bring him back to Washington to be hanged.

Only dead Chinese are good Chinese.

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