Chapter 1312: A lot of imagination (Second update, please subscribe)
Author: Xiaoyu’s Destiny
Chapter 1312: A lot of imagination (Second update, please subscribe)
The bright sunshine shines into the house through the window screen. Behind the window, a person sits there quietly.
In the past two days, the jackal has been sitting here quietly, waiting for the prey to appear. As an old hunter, the most basic quality he possesses is patience.
He had been waiting for two days. In the past two days, he had hardly left this position and had been waiting for the arrival of the ship.
He hadn't shaved for two days, and there were short golden stubbles on his cheeks. However, he was still staring out the window energetically, observing the situation at the pier.
Today is Friday, and the weather seems a bit hot, but despite this, there are still many people crowded on the pier, and hundreds of British military police are sweating profusely to maintain order.
Today must be the day when the Governor arrives in Cape Town, and there are really a huge crowd of people who come to greet him. But most people will not be able to see the Governor, because he will be surrounded by a large group of officials after he disembarks from the ship.
Amid constant defeats, Gordon, known as the "Conqueror of the Sudan," became the only hope in the eyes of the British in Cape Town.
"Mr. Gordon's arrival will change everything."
The repeated "setbacks" and the deaths of a large number of British troops are gradually exhausting the patience and confidence of the British in Cape Town, and Gordon's arrival has once again inflated their confidence. After all, Gordon is "
The "Conqueror of the Sudan" who defeated hundreds of thousands of thugs.
Amid people's expectations, accompanied by the sound of the whistle, a ship slowly docked at the dock.
Listening to the whistle, Jackal went to the window and looked out, and saw the ship that had entered the port. He stretched out his hand to open the window, and gently opened the two windows inward until they both touched the wall. Then he went to
After taking a few steps back, the sun shone through the window, forming a square bright shadow on the ground. This made the rest of the room appear darker.
Every old hunter knows to hide himself in the shadows. If he stands in the dark, no one outside will see him.
Walking to the window, Jackal hid behind the opened curtains and looked down. He could see the pier 400 meters away. He stepped back a few steps, moved a table over, and took away the tablecloth.
and a vase, and two cushions from the sofa, and used these as gun cushions.
Then Jackal sat behind the table, put the Webster 100 rifle on the cushion, and looked at the dock through the telescopic scope. The dock bathed in the sun could be seen clearly. He saw an officer on the dock making arrangements.
There is a red carpet in front of where the crowd is standing. If I am correct, the Governor will step off the ship and step onto that red carpet in about half an hour.
So Jackal aimed his gun at the end of the red carpet. In the telescope, the red carpet could be seen clearly.
"The weather is perfect for hunting today."
Jackal muttered to himself, and he looked at the direction in which the Union Jack flag was flying on the flagpole on the pier.
The wind was not strong and the weather was very good, all of which made the Jackal extremely satisfied. Five bullets were placed on the table, arranged like a group of soldiers. After pulling the bolt, the Jackal loaded the first bullet.
.Even though one bullet was enough, he loaded them all anyway, who knew?
The remaining bullets were spare. Then he pushed the bolt and then pushed the safety bolt. After everything was ready, he put the gun on the cushion and sat there waiting.
"About 20 minutes!"
During the long wait, Jackal, who picked up his rifle, squinted his eyes and looked towards the dock. At this time, music had begun to play on the dock.
The song "God Save the Queen" was played. In the scope, you could clearly see the British military musicians playing the British national anthem. After the last few notes of the national anthem disappeared, the entire audience fell into silence.
At this time, a figure appeared from the gangway, and the roar of the guard captain in red uniform echoed over the pier:
"Raise your gun... salute!"
The British soldiers wearing red military uniforms and white gloves slapped the butts of their rifles together, touched their heels together, and performed a gun salute to Governor Gordon who was slowly walking down the gangway.
In the room about 400 meters away, Jackal clutched the rifle tightly and squinted his eyes on the scope. With the help of the telescopic scope, he could almost see the target's appearance clearly, and he could even see
The pride in the target's expression.
When he set foot on the land of South Africa, Gordon was in a proud mood. This land would not only bring him an unprecedented reputation, but also bring him wealth.
After all, this place is not only rich in diamonds but also gold. After regaining Kimberley and occupying Johannesburg, his power will ensure that he will receive huge returns.
Power is so wonderful. Compared with all rights in the world, it is the most desirable. It is also what many people pursue throughout their lives. The reason why they pursue rights is precisely because rights can bring such rich rewards.
And this kind of reward cannot be given by other things in the world. If you have rights, you can have everything. Compared with money, power is the most eternal thing.
And now, he will be the true ruler of this land, and everything in this land will succumb to him and obey him.
Of course, this land will also bring him unprecedented fame and wealth.
Power is so wonderful.
"Gentlemen……"
When Gordon raised a hand and waved to the people who came to greet him, and when he was proud of being able to become the ruler of this land, what he didn't know was that in the window hundreds of meters away,
, a sniper had already aimed at him, and the intersection of the aiming lines was facing his head. When Gordon waved his arm, the Jackal gently pulled the trigger...
"boom!"
At the moment of the gunshot, Jackal looked through the scope and saw a cloud of blood mist suddenly appearing on the man's forehead. Almost at the same time, he pulled the gun bolt again.
At the moment when Gordon's imagination was wide open, the Jackal pulled the trigger again. The bullet hit Gordon's body again.
The Governor of Cape Town, who had just arrived in Cape Town and had not yet taken office in a hurry, was suddenly enlightened.
While there was chaos at the pier, Jackal, who had completed his task, quietly left the room.
…
That night, when Emperor Zhu Da was reading a book in his study, he received a call from the Investigation Department. The content was very simple, just telling him.
Gordon, that "old friend" of the Chinese people, had his brain opened in Cape Town.
"Extremely imaginative..."
When hanging up the phone, Emperor Zhu Da said to himself.
"It's considered revenge."
Emperor Zhu Da's attitude towards these so-called old friends has always been clear, that is, to repay kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred.
Who will God spare?
It is definitely impossible for them to live their lives peacefully like that.
Of course, it would be a lie to say that there was no pity in this matter. In fact, deep down in his heart, Emperor Zhu Da hoped that the guy would die at the hands of the Chinese.
After all, the debt he owed was the debt of the Chinese people.
"All right,"
Emperor Zhu Da said slowly,
"It's just a little interest now. If we have to repay the debt in the future, we still have to ask the British Empire to repay it."