The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 510 God Bless America
Chen Zhengwei never believed that someone would leave a grudge unrevenged. Killing all enemies was the norm.

Someone must be planning how to deal with me.

After all, he has too many enemies. Even if the US government doesn't want to take action, the rich will do so, as well as the KKK...

My own trip to Galveston was something others might not have anticipated, just like my own trip to Houston.

But when I returned from Galveston, there was only one railway bridge, which was the best opportunity to make a move.

As long as the railway bridge is blown up when a train passes by and the train falls off, it would be difficult for you to survive even if you are a god.

Such a good opportunity, but no one took action. What were they thinking?
"San Antonio...Austin..." Chen Zhengwei calculated his next route. He planned to go directly to Austin, the capital of Texas.

Now that Houston and Galveston have been dealt with, the trend has been determined.

Next, we will go to Austin to deal with the Texas state government and use the state government to promote the action of cracking down on the KKK. It doesn’t matter if we go to San Antonio, but we still need them to donate money.

"Will they wait for me in Austin, or on the railway line from Houston to Austin?" Chen Zhengwei wondered.

He was 80% sure that someone had set an ambush for him.

"I want to see who it is and what is waiting for me!" Chen Zhengwei put the cigar in the ashtray, got up and went back to the room.

……

In Goldston, a transit station between Houston and Austin, a group of people gathered in a room to discuss.

"That yellow monkey is likely to take this route, and then we will blow up the train!" A sturdy, unkempt white man wearing jeans and a cotton shirt put one foot on a stool.

Everyone around him was dressed the same as him, and if they were thrown into the countryside, they would just be ordinary farmers.

"Let those yellow monkeys die here! And also give a warning to others that this is our land!"

"Are you sure he will take this route?" someone asked.

"I'm sure, I have my own information channel!" said the white man with confidence.

His information was given by a big shot.

Although he didn't know who the big shot was, he believed that the other party would not lie to him.

Everyone in this land hates those yellow monkeys.

In another room where these people were talking, there was a large amount of explosives hidden, weighing about 700 to 800 kilograms, enough to blow up an entire carriage.

They planned to bury explosives under the railroad tracks and blow up the best carriage when the train arrived at the station.

While they were discussing, the door was kicked open and a group of people dressed as detectives rushed in with guns pointed.

"hands up!"

"You're under arrest!"

A moment later, the KKK members who plotted to blow up the train were beaten black and blue, tied up with ropes and pushed out of the house, cursing these yellow-skinned monkeys as accomplices and traitors to the white people as they walked out.

Then a large amount of explosives were brought out, which made the detectives break out in cold sweats.

They didn't know there were so many explosives hidden here.

If these explosives explode, they will all go to heaven.

Two men in gentlemen's suits stood beside a carriage not far away and watched the scene, with a sheriff beside them.

They are from the Department of Justice.

They would never let anyone interfere with this plan.

If these KKK members are not careful, they will alert the enemy.

Therefore, after receiving the news, we immediately came here to arrest him.

"Find out who is behind them and who told them the man's route!" a man said to the sheriff.

"We will naturally do the rest!" The sheriff did not give them a good look. He hated it when people from the Ministry of Justice extended their hands here.

This is his territory.

……

The next day Chen Zhengwei got up very early.

There was no choice, he needed to take the train, and he couldn't let the train wait for him.

That way everyone knows they will be taking this train.

"Cut the telegraph wires later." Chen Zhengwei said while having morning tea.

It was indeed Cantonese-style dim sum, and the chef was called from San Francisco.

"Houston has four telegraph lines outward, and all of them have been cut off, ensuring that no telegrams can be sent out for six hours."

"Then seal off the main roads in Houston for inspection. Anyone leaving Houston with a telegram will be arrested."

This prevents someone from sending a telegram by connecting it to an uncut line.

Even with such precautions, there were other cities and towns around Houston that could send telegrams, such as Galveston and Hempstead, which took about six hours by horseback.

It takes about 8 hours to get from Houston to Austin.

With only two hours to spare, some people had to work on their own and couldn’t arrange too much.

"Brother Wei, is someone going to deal with you?" Aaron asked.

"There's nothing I can do. The higher your status, the more people will stare at you. There will always be people who dislike you for various reasons." Chen Zhengwei said nonchalantly.

He wanted to see who was waiting for him, but he didn't plan to bring too many people, and the other party would not arrange too many people either.

At most, someone would ambush you, but they wouldn't arrange the army to ambush you.

"Arrange fifty people to go with me, and get your guns and bullets ready!"

"What are you talking about?" Cicely DuPont looked at Chen Zhengwei and heard him say something to Aaron who was standing on the side. She didn't understand a word he said and asked with a smile.

"It's just a trivial matter!" Chen Zhengwei said lightly.

After dinner, Chen Zhengwei took his people to the train station. This scene was seen by many people.

After Chen Zhengwei brought dozens of people on the train, he directly asked people to check the train carriages, and then check the front locomotive and the rear carriages.

After making sure that everything was OK, Chen Zhengwei occupied the best carriage and looked outside.

Cicely DuPont sat opposite Chen Zhengwei, holding a pen in her hand, staring at Chen Zhengwei intently.

A smile appeared from time to time.

Outside, as the train slowly pulled out of the station, someone immediately wanted to send a telegram.

However, they found that the telegrams could not be sent at all, and all the telegrams sent out by Houston were cut off.

Soon some people left Houston, only to find that the main intersection was blocked and there were Chinese people checking pedestrians coming in and out.

Some people hid the telegraph station, then quietly left the city, rode horses to the small town of Hempstead, and sent telegrams from there.

It was not until more than six hours later that the Ministry of Justice received the telegram.

“That guy took dozens of people on a train out of Houston and headed for Austin!”

The telegram went directly to Charles Deves' desk.

"Finally caught him!" Charles Deves punched the table with a little excitement.

"This guy is indeed cunning, but he can't change his weakness of greed for pleasure!"

“And he did go to Austin!”

"Although this guy is indeed careful enough, not only did he have someone destroy the telegraph lines, but he also brought so many people out..."

“But I still fell into the trap!”

The president's emissaries persuaded the Texas government to mobilize the Texas militia, a total of 1600 men, 1000 of whom were in Austin.

In addition, Sherman also brought a group of elite army soldiers there. According to their speculation, Chen Zhengwei's next target is most likely Austin.

They guessed it right!
After today, that Chinese man will not cause them any more trouble.

And his power will collapse.

"Send this telegram to Austin!"

Asking his assistant to send the telegram to Sherman, Charles Deves rubbed his face vigorously, hesitated for a moment, took out a cigar and lit it.

He hadn't been this nervous in a long time, and the closer he got to the action, the more nervous he felt.

This operation must succeed.

If the operation fails...that person will definitely take crazy revenge.

"God bless America!" Charles Deves crossed himself on his forehead and chest.

……

Austin, Congress Avenue, this is the commercial and political center of Austin, including the State Capitol, churches and other important buildings are here.

The city's finest hotel, Hotel Avni, is also located here.

At this time, Sherman was looking at the map on the wall in the hotel room. There were two maps hanging on the wall.

One is a map of Texas and the other is a map of Austin.

And around him, there are several combat staff officers.

Just then, the door was knocked and pushed open.

Sherman's deputy walked in quickly, holding a telegram in his hand, and said nervously: "He's here! He will arrive in another hour and a half to two hours!"

"He brought about fifty people, which is much more than before. He might have been alert."

Hearing this, the atmosphere in the whole room became tense.

Sherman's eyes left the map, scanned everyone's faces, took a deep breath and said, "He's not alert, he's cunning! He has too many enemies, and he's worried that someone will deal with him!"

"Follow the plan!"

"With the Avni Hotel as the center, set up an ambush along the entire Congress Avenue!"

"This is our second direct confrontation with him, and it will also be the last! Now that we have taken action, we must succeed!"

"Yes!" Everyone's expression was shocked and they saluted Sherman.

“For America!”

"For America!" Sherman returned the salute.

Everyone knew that once they had started, they had to succeed and could not fail.

If it fails, everyone dies.

Sherman knew this, so he came here to command personally.

This time they had 1200 people, while the other side had only 50.

In this kind of ambush, no matter how cunning the enemy is, they will not be able to escape.

Especially, they have a secret weapon this time.

A batch of experimental firearms that had just been produced by the Winchester Repeating Arms Company. He only learned about this batch of weapons before he set off.

There are a total of two hundred automatic rifles, similar to Chen Zhengwei's submachine gun, which use 20-round magazines and can shoot quickly, but the range is much shorter, and the smoke will obscure one's vision.

Due to excessive carbon deposits in black powder, the accuracy will decrease after firing a dozen bullets, and the gun will easily jam, requiring the barrel to be cleaned.

Although there were many flaws, it greatly narrowed the gap in weapons between the army and Chen Zhengwei, especially in an ambush like this. As long as it was used properly, the opponent could be shot into a sieve in one round.

This is also their biggest killer weapon in this siege.

Following Sherman's orders, the soldiers began entering buildings along Congress Avenue through the back doors and hiding on the second floors.

And there are still people coming and going on Congress Avenue.

In order to avoid leaking the news, to avoid being discovered by Chen Zhengwei, and for the sake of the country, they did not inform anyone.

No one except the state government, the militia, and a very few wealthy people knew that an ambush was taking place here.

In addition to the real citizens, they also arranged some "pedestrians" on the streets.

……

At 5:30 in the evening, a train pulled into the train station, accompanied by the sound of the train going 'crackling' and a long, shrill whistle.

"We're finally here!" Chen Zhengwei stretched after getting off the train.

After eight hours of train ride, all his muscles were stiff.

This is the case with trains, not to mention horse-drawn carriages, which are not only cramped but also bumpy.

Riding in a carriage for eight hours would kill you.

"Everyone be careful!" Chen Zhengwei ordered the men behind him.

Behind him, in addition to Green and a dozen Poles, Germans and Irish, there was also a group of Chinese.

There were a few extras, three of Cicely's bodyguards and a maid.

This group of people were all wearing gentleman's suits and soft-top hats, carrying travel bags in their hands, and they all exuded an aura that they were not to be messed with.

The other passengers on the train just took a look and moved away, not daring to get close at all.

"You look so scary." Cicely wrinkled her nose, hugged Chen Zhengwei's arm, and almost hung herself on it.

"It's good to scare people! How can I do business if others are not afraid of me?" Chen Zhengwei grinned.

After leaving the train station, the group went straight to find a few horse-drawn carriages. Austin is just a small city, and there were not many horse-drawn carriages waiting to pick up passengers outside the train station.

"Go to the Avni Hotel!" Chen Zhengwei sat on the carriage road.

Except for some people who were on the carriage, the others were following behind carrying travel bags.

This scene also attracted the attention of many local residents, who hid in the distance and whispered.

Twenty minutes later, the carriage returned to Congress Avenue.

Chen Zhengwei glanced at the streets outside, and everyone's figure fell into his eyes.

Soon, when the carriage had only entered Congress Avenue for 100 meters, Chen Zhengwei raised his eyebrows.

Most of the pedestrians on the street are fine.

But some of them didn’t look right, their postures showed that they had been soldiers.

These people were carrying guns. Although they were concealed, they were hidden under their clothes and Chen Zhengwei could see them at a glance.

Moreover, these people were looking at their carriages out of the corner of their eyes.

Chen Zhengwei quickly glanced at the second floors of the buildings on both sides, but there were not many people on the second floors.

"It seems like someone is waiting for me up ahead!" Chen Zhengwei smiled, then rang the bell to stop the carriage.

"What's wrong? What did you see?" Cicely DuPont leaned on Chen Zhengwei's body and looked outside curiously.

"Just a small thing." Chen Zhengwei smiled and got off the carriage, stretching himself.

Then he waved to Cicely DuPont to get out of the carriage, pointed to a corner nearby and said, "Wait for me there."

"Why?" Although Cecily was confused, she still walked to the corner obediently with her skirt lifted.

There were two protruding stone pillars at this location, just enough for her to hide there.

(End of this chapter)