Chapter 42: All White People Should Be Killed
The crisp sound of gunfire echoed in the night sky.
In order to protect the gold mines, the mine owners spent a lot of money on Colt revolvers and Henry rifles. Fox and his men were also equipped with Henry rifles.
For a moment, bullets flew like raindrops towards where Zhu Xianhai and the others were hiding.
"Brother, what should we do now?"
Xiaowu, who was beaten so hard that he couldn't even raise his head, shouted loudly.
"I'll cover you, come from behind and use the grenade!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Xianhai raised his Henry rifle, leaned against a big tree, and fired at the guards at the mine.
After several gunshots, the two people who tried to rush out were knocked down at the door.
Thomas was awakened from his sleep. The shock wave of the explosion kept him awake for a long time. Even now he is still a little dazed. What happened?
However, as a typical English gambler, the moment he came to his senses, he pushed the woman in his arms aside and picked up a Colt pistol from the bedside.
"Honey, this... this... what is going on?"
The mixed-race girl fell to the ground, screaming loudly. She was naked, not even using a sheet to cover her body. Her figure was still very beautiful under the moonlight. This was why Thomas was attracted to her. The figures of these mixed-race girls were always extremely attractive, and they were definitely stunners in bed.
However, this is not important now. The most important thing now is to drive these damn bandits out.
"Shut up!"
Thomas cursed and then shouted.
"Fox, Fox..."
As he shouted, Fox responded from next door.
"Boss, I'm here!"
"what's going on?"
"I don't know yet, but they blew up the dormitory and it seems that no one survived."
Fox, who was leaning against the window, led several guards and watched vigilantly outside the window. The enemy's firepower was stronger than he had imagined, and it seemed that they also had Henry rifles.
"Do you know who they are? Who are they? Robbers?"
At this moment, there was an inexplicable shout from outside.
What are they talking about?
Natives? — No, Chinese!
How did the Chinese get here?
Although Fox was full of doubts, he still picked up his Henry rifle and fired in the direction of the sound.
In less than thirty seconds , after emptying the 16 bullets in Henry's rifle, Zhu Xianhai spoke to Dashan while hiding behind a big tree to reload.
"Dashan, wait until Xiaowu throws the grenade in, then you rush over."
The hand grenade was the "big killer" that Zhu Xianhai prepared for this attack. Compared with other weapons, the structure of the hand grenade was extremely simple. It was nothing more than a cast iron shell and a wooden handle. The explosive was definitely nitroglycerin explosive. As for the fuse, it was a cannon fuse bought from a dock store. Except for its slightly larger size, it was no different from the grenade fuse.
In The Sims, as a revolutionary, he had used grenades to inflict heavy damage on the Brazilian army many times, and he had relied on grenades to break out of the siege time and time again.
"After a while, you go along the wall from the left..."
I don’t know if it’s the command experience in The Sims or the reward from the system, but Zhu Xianhai can not only calmly analyze the enemy’s defense loopholes, but also command them to launch corresponding attacks.
Actually... there are only two people.
But, this is enough.
Standing sideways next to a big tree, Zhu Xianhai kept shooting at the defenders with his Henry rifle. While he successfully attracted the other side's attention, Xiaowu, who had gone around behind, had approached the window and swiftly threw a grenade in.
When the grenade smashed the glass window and flew into the room, the people in the room seemed a little confused. Although they had never seen a grenade, it did not mean that they were not aware of the danger.
"Damn it...it's a bomb!"
Fox screamed and tried to escape when a bullet hit him accurately in the forehead. The moment he fell, the grenade exploded, and several guards in the room were either killed or injured. The screams of the injured echoed in the night sky.
"Fox, Fox..."
The explosion next door made Thomas scream in fear.
But there was no response for a long time.
Fox is dead!
After realizing that his bodyguard was dead, Thomas held the gun with a pale face. His fat body was trembling and the hand holding the gun was shaking and trembling.
At this moment, several consecutive gunshots were heard from next door, and the screams stopped abruptly.
Thomas squatted against the wall and thought a lot. Of course, he never thought about death.
He is just a businessman and he won't die for money.
"Hey, listen, I know what you want. It's all for money. I can give you 5,000 reais as long as you let me go..."
In Thomas's opinion, these robbers came to his door just for money.
Just give them money.
Sometimes it's okay to spend money to buy peace. Of course, this is also a last resort. It won't be too late to retaliate against them after getting through this hurdle.
The most important thing is to survive. As long as you survive, you will have everything.
But Thomas must be disappointed, because the people who come to him are not for money, and even if they are for money, they may not understand what he is saying.
Thomas spoke in Portuguese, which Zhu Xianhai certainly could not understand, and the other Chinese workers could only understand a few simple sentences.
Before he could finish his words, a grenade was thrown in through the window.
"What is this?"
Thomas looked at the smoking grenade in horror. Although he didn't know what it was, he thought of a bomb.
Realizing the danger, he almost thoughtlessly pushed the huddled mixed-race slave girl beside him onto the grenade.
There was a loud bang, accompanied by a violent explosion.
At the same time as the slave girl was blown away, Thomas was also dizzy from the explosion.
When he was dizzy and didn't know what was going on, he saw two figures rushing in. Before he could react, a gun butt hit him hard on the head, and he immediately fainted.
"Damn white skin...you can really do it!"
When I entered the house and saw a body with a grenade on the ground, I could easily guess that the girl was being used as a human sandbag.
Zhu Xianhai had learned about the cruelty of the white people from history books, but he never expected them to be so cruel.
This is just a young girl!
How could he do this!
Zhu Xianhai raised his eyebrows and cursed harshly.
"Take this white skin...!"
Just as he was about to shoot the guy dead, the safe in the house attracted Zhu Xianhai's attention.
"Wait a moment."
