Zhao Chuanxin is having sex.

The muzzle of the Ares m1907 moves from left to right, up and down.

Ahead, at the corner of the forecastle, Zhao Chuanxin could not see if anyone was hiding there.

Joseph Wilson saw Zhao Chuanxin take out an origami pig from his pocket and threw it on the ground.

What drove him crazy was that the paper pig actually took off its four short legs and flew across the deck to the corner.

Then he turned around and nodded.

Zhao Chuanxin shot to suppress it and walked towards it.

As we got closer, the barrel of a Springfield rifle suddenly popped out from around the corner.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the barrel of the gun and pulled hard, and the man was pulled out.

Zhao Chuanxin took the Ares M1907 and smashed the butt of the gun into the man's face with his backhand.

Click...the bridge of the nose is broken into pieces.

Then, Zhao Chuanxin pushed this person backward.

Bang, bang, bang...

A little trick led to a burst of gunfire.

Rifles at the beginning of the 20th century were all bolt-action rifles, and the bolt had to be pulled immediately after firing a shot.

Zhao Chuanxin took the opportunity to turn the corner.

Chug tug tug...

Another piece fell.

It's slippery to walk on the deck.

Because it’s all blood!

There is a shed in front, and the aisle is very narrow.

Zhao Chuanxin put away the God of War m1907, and seamlessly added a Winchester m1897 in his hand.

Any trench terrain is suitable for the use of this shotgun, known as the "Trench Broom".

Boom...

Three soldiers who wanted to fight with bayonets flew backwards.

The rest hide behind the iron pole and dare not show up.

Zhao Chuanxin held on to the trigger without letting go, and kept sliding the module, creating a continuous fire effect.

It blasted all the way, and everyone was so suppressed that they didn't dare to show their heads.

When he came within ten meters, he waved his hand.

Even the iron pole and the people were divided into two parts.

The shed lost its support and began to collapse from one corner.

Zhao Chuanxin's figure collapsed.

After there was no risk of being hit, he took a run up to the roof of the shed. The Winchester m1897 was replaced by a Goldberg m1907, and he fired under the shed.

Bang bang bang.

Bang bang bang.

Joseph Wilson just looked at it, without the slightest courage to let Leng Qiang go behind Zhao Chuanxin's back.

Seeing the gun in Zhao Chuanxin's hand, he switched it around like a magic trick, using which gun to use in any terrain, as if he had calculated it with precision.

Moreover, many of these guns were things he had never seen or heard of before.

Even though the pistol looked very beautiful, just by looking at it, he knew that the man-machine function was quite good.

Zhao Chuanxi climbed up to the roof of the collapsed shed along the corner, shooting as he went, while the people below scurried away with their heads in their hands, and were driven to the stern by Zhao Chuanxi.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin set up Maxim on the roof of the shed.

Joseph Wilson was completely convinced.

A man who can even carry his mother Maxim with him, why are you so familiar with him?

Robley D. Evans is a moron!

Tata Tata...

The more than three hundred soldiers crowded at the stern of the ship seemed to have entered a meat grinder under Maxim's dense ammunition.

The sailors of the destroyers and battleships that had not yet come up next to them were stunned when they saw this.

Robley D. Evans is crazy.

He yelled: "Damn it, Farkle, shoot me fish, sink the Bainbridge, bombard that place."

None of my subordinates dared to persuade him.

Robley D. Evans is the supreme commander of the Great White Fleet.

After Zhao Chuanxin fired, he suddenly saw the secondary guns of the surrounding destroyers and battleships aimed at the destroyer he was on.

"I'll blanch!"

He knew that the other party had lost his mind in rage.

He immediately started running back.

He came to Joseph Wilson and pulled him up: "Quickly, your commander is preparing to bomb indiscriminately, regardless of whether he has any of his own men or not."

He grabbed Joseph Wilson's shoulders with both hands, and without waiting for the other party to react, he spun around in a circle and used centrifugal force to throw Joseph Wilson into the sea.

Whether he can escape with his life depends on his luck.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped into the sea from the other side.

Almost at the same time, many battleships and destroyers fired their guns.

Boom...

The USS Bainbridge was completed and commissioned on November 24, 1902, and was laid off on November 7, 1907, at the age of 4 years, 11 months and 13 days.

The sound of artillery did not stop, and the torpedo bombardment continued.

The area where Zhao Chuanxin is located is filled with iron, blood and fire.

He was pushed more than 20 meters away by the shock wave of the explosion, but was not injured.

The smart gyroscope stabilized his body, made a circle, and swam towards the nearest battleship.

Zhao Chuanxin's clothes were soaked by the sea water again, and his hair was wet and stuck to his scalp. He said to himself that if you don't follow the routine this time, I will have to increase the pressure.

……

The Great White Fleet communicated with the White House by radio and telegraphed to the shore, and then the correspondents conveyed the situation to Great Luo.

Da Luo convened a short meeting as quickly as possible. When things happened suddenly, he only found a few congressmen who had previously proposed freezing Zhao Chuanxin's assets.

When everyone realized the seriousness of the matter, they had to compromise.

When Ronaldo took over the parliament, he made calls non-stop.

After being connected, he immediately asked: "How's it going? Zhao Chuanxin didn't act rashly, right?"

The operator hesitated: "Sir, Major General Evans felt confident in killing Zhao Chuanxin, so he..."

Da Luo's heart felt cold, but a glimmer of hope rose in his eyes: "Did you kill him?"

"The kill was actually a kill. Zhao Chuanxin killed hundreds of us."

Da Luo said fiercely: "Okay, okay, you are going to do this with me, right? Tell me which unit you are from?"

The operator hurriedly explained: "Sir, it's like this. Heavy fog suddenly rose from the sea, and visibility was extremely low. This is something that no one could have expected..."

Da Luo didn't want to hear about Da Wu, so he interrupted: "Notify Evans immediately and tell Zhao Chuanxin that he has agreed to unfreeze his 7.5 million and ask him to stop immediately."

……

In the presence of all the ships, they formed a half-moon encirclement and fired at Zhao Chuanxin, including machine guns, heavy machine guns, and secondary guns.

Zhao Chuanxin, an expert in art, is too bold to rush in.

It has been discovered over there that Zhao Chuanxin is still alive.

They were very stupid this time. They did not send destroyers to chase, but just stopped the siege.

If he wanted to get close to any ship, Zhao Chuanxin had to make a choice: either go around the half-moon encirclement, or dive into the sea to get closer.

The sea water at this time was freezing cold, and Zhao Chuanxin swam around for a while before finally making up his mind to suffer again.

Robley D. Evans held the binoculars and frowned when he saw Zhao Chuanxin suddenly disappearing from the sea: "Don't take it lightly and keep firing. If you can kill this animal, it will be worth wasting more ammunition."<

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To be continued...