Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Chapter 1111 It’s too late

Zhao Chuanxin observed the two Balkan Wars once and participated in one personally, and his experience bar increased greatly.

In the dark of night, he moved quickly on the roof, surveying the terrain, and deploying Maxim and Bronze Eye in advance in the direction of the military camp leading to the police station and Darwin Port.

Having done this, he returned to prison.

When we arrived at the cell, we saw that most of the people inmates were Chinese, with only a few white people.

The UK slandered Australia as a place of exiles, and the white trash imprisoned in the prisons in that place of exiles are even more trash.

They had heard the sounds of fighting in the prison before and were getting agitated. They were now shaking the iron bars and cursing.

He cursed the police and prison guards, and also verbally abused the Chinese people who were detained nearby.

"You bunch of dirty and backward pigs, please don't let me be locked up in the same cell with you, or you will be in trouble..."

"You are just like those natives, wild animals..."

Until the beginning of the 21st century, Aboriginal Australians were at risk of death if they were imprisoned, and this was said to have become a major problem for the Australian authorities.

This shows how serious the discrimination is here.

In one of the many cells, a sturdy man with a thick frame, supporting his knees with his elbows, listened to the white man next to him cursing and finally became impatient.

He came to the cell and beckoned to the white man in the cell next to him: "Come here, come and talk."

When the white man saw that a Chinese dared to provoke him, he immediately became furious and ran over to try to grab the man.

The man was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He instantly grabbed the white man's wrist with his left hand and pulled it back violently with his right hand.

Gaba...

"Ow..."

He actually broke the white man's wrist!

The other white people immediately started to make a commotion.

The rest of the Chinese workers looked frightened.

When they go out, what they fear most is getting into trouble.

Before they went out, they more or less knew that the outside world was full of dangers.

They were prepared to be disliked.

But this man actually broke a white man's wrist. This was a big disaster.

Someone advised: "Brother, you are bringing disaster to us."

"Yes, when the prison guards come, they will definitely torture us..."

The man pointed at the aggressive white prisoner next door and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

When the Chinese saw this, they couldn't help but sigh.

The white people were furious.

At this moment, footsteps were heard in the corridor.

A tall Chinese man appeared outside the cell.

"Master, we are here." Dadong, who had just broken the white prisoner's wrist, waved to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and stepped forward to cut the door lock.

Dadong held Zhao Chuanxin's hand and said with a relaxed expression, "Look how scared they are. Since the leader asked us to come, will he still ignore us?"

Zhao Chuanxin patted him on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Are you the only one here to join the Judgment Committee?"

At this time, Dadong's expression was a little unnatural.

He changed the subject: "Master, I am enough by myself. Give me a month or so and I can train some people for you to command."

Dadong shouted to the crowd of workers: "This is our Xuantian Sect's leader, Zhao Chuanxin."

Everyone was excited, but out of caution they did not dare to speak to Zhao Chuanxin rashly.

A person's name is like the shadow of a tree. It is true that Zhao Chuanxin has the nickname "God of War", but he also has another nickname, "Zhao Butcher".

If you say something wrong, you might get slaughtered by Zhao the Butcher.

Zhao Chuanxin cut the locks of the cells where the Chinese were held one by one and released them all.

The white prisoners in the cell over there started to make a noise: "Chinaman, I'm warning you, let us go right away, or you'll be in trouble."

"Damn it! Why can you wild animals be released?"

"You are dead!"

Wild animals was originally the name they used for the Aborigines of Australia, but now it was used to refer to the Chinese.

Zhao Chuanxin grinned: "Let you out? Okay."

He came to the cell where the white people were held and cut the lock on the door.

Several people inside immediately rushed towards the iron door of the cell and even tried to knock down Zhao Chuanxin who opened the door to let them in.

Zhao Chuanxin took a step back, with a mace in his hand.

bang.

After being hit by a stick, the man's head was deformed and unrecognizable.

The white prisoners charging from behind lost their formation and retreated instead of advancing, with fear on their faces.

Zhao Chuanxin walked into the cell holding a ferocious mace and said, "Retreat? Where do you want to retreat to?"

Although the cell was cramped, Zhao Chuanxin swung the bat skillfully and would never hit the iron bars.

In the fierce fight, the two men were knocked down, and the maces were covered with blood and flesh.

"Ah... don't kill me, let me go..."

"I let your mother go!"

Zhao Chuanxin raised his mace and started to strike down with the gang.

The man collapsed to the ground.

After clearing one cell, Zhao Chuanxin went to open the next one.

"I didn't scold you, don't kill me."

Zhao Chuanxin actually let go of the prisoner who had not cursed before.

Anyone who speaks rudely will be killed without mercy.

The scene was extremely bloody and horrified the workers.

It turned out that the rumors were true. Zhao the butcher would really kill people without blinking an eye over a disagreement.

Wherever Zhao Chuanxin went, corpses were everywhere.

He walked out of the cell, stretched his shoulders, and handed the mace to a worker: "Help me clean it up. Dadong, take them to the warden's office and find a place to rest first. I'll go disarm the local people first."

Dadong's eyes lit up: "Master, I'll go with you."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled slightly: "You can't cooperate with me, so just stay here with them."

Having said that, he was the first to leave the prison.

The barracks leads to the police station.

Darwin's army, led by the commander of more than 200 soldiers, was divided into two groups. One group rushed to the dock, and the other group continued to advance towards the police station.

They were worried that the attacker would escape and wanted to block the road in advance.

Zhao Chuanxin and Xingyue had already predicted their route and were waiting on the rooftops of the places they had to pass.

When this group of soldiers came into view, Zhao Chuanxin opened fire on the roof.

Tata Tata...

His ambush method has been tested countless times in practice and is hard to guard against.

At the first encounter, the Australian soldiers were thrown to the ground, and those who were shot died without even figuring out where the bullet came from.

Someone noticed the flames on the roof, but was unable to organize an effective counterattack in such a hurry.

The commander had no choice but to lead his troops to retreat, trying to use street buildings as cover.

Just as they retreated, they heard gunshots again behind them.

Tata Tata...

They retreated in another direction.

Ta ta ta...

The sound of machine gun fire rang out again behind me.

After three retreats, more than 60 people died, and only about were able to stand up...

The officer took out a white flag from his backpack and raised it: "Surrender, we surrender..."

He thought there were many people lying in ambush nearby.

Unexpectedly, there was only a figure that jumped down from the roof and floated in front of him.

But the survivors were terrified.

"Put down your weapons, put your hands on your head and squat on the ground." Zhao Chuanxin said lightly, holding a cigar in his mouth.

No officers needed to give orders, everyone just did as they were told.

Seeing that they were quite honest, Zhao Chuanxin said, "Wait here for me. I will deal with the group you sent to the port. If anyone dares to run, I will cut off his legs."

After saying that, Zhao Chuanxin's figure flashed and teleported towards the port.

Tata Tata...

It's basically a seamless connection.

There are few people here, and after two withdrawals, there are only a few Australian soldiers left.

On June 6, the night in Darwin was mixed with blood.

When Zhao Chuanxin returned, the officer and more than 40 men were kneeling on the ground, and more than 20 people were missing.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled slightly and said, "You continue to kneel. I will cut off their legs first."

After saying this, the figure flashed and disappeared again.

Soon, the officer heard heart-wrenching screams coming from a nearby house.

Then the screams continued.

Some people were clever and hid in the houses nearby.

On the second floor, a man was thrown out of the window and fell in front of everyone.

They turned around and saw that the deserter was not yet dead. His legs were cut off at the root and blood was gushing out. He was lying on the ground, wriggling and wailing.

Damn it!

When I said I would cut off their legs, it was definitely not an empty promise!

No one was able to escape successfully.

The officers couldn't understand how Zhao Chuanxin managed to find all the deserters.

It's night time now and the terrain is so complicated. How did he do it?

The officer lowered his head in disappointment and covered his ears with his hands, but the screams still seeped in through the gaps, making his scalp numb.

When you encounter such a vicious and elusive monster, forget about dying heroically on the battlefield.

There is no honor in this, so you'd better just be a prisoner.

What a torturous night.

On June 6, Darwin's office surrendered, and the director personally vacated the office space and handed it over to Zhao Chuanxin's team.

The bruises on Craig Markles' face had not yet healed, but he was in high spirits and was giving orders in the government office.

"Go, send a telegram to Governor Thomas Dunman in Melbourne, announcing that Darwin has officially joined the Ecological Protection Alliance."

Strangely, the telegram fell on deaf ears when it reached Melbourne.

The other side neither admitted nor refuted.

Craig Markles reported the news to Zhao Chuanxin, and Dadong said, "Master, could it be that they are mobilizing troops to deal with us?"

Zhao Chuanxin was also a little confused.

He told Craig Markles: "Whether you spend money or give gifts, find someone with connections in Melbourne and ask them to find out if a warship has been sent over there."

Craig Markles guessed he was on to big things.

Zhao Chuanxin was short of manpower, and he was someone who could get things done.

This guy was originally a broker, but now he has transformed into a qualified politician. He doesn't care about the beating from Zhao Chuanxin, as if those unpleasant things had never happened.

What Ecological Protection Alliance? It sounds nice, but Craig Markles knows that Zhao Chuanxin is just using a book as an excuse to wantonly occupy land.

Darwin is a tropical area with a dry season from April to August, but it is cooler in July with temperatures ranging from 4 to 8 degrees.

When Chinese workers came to Darwin across the ocean, they didn't expect that the first thing they would do was to build houses for themselves.

Zhao Chuanxin took on all the expenses for building the house. Although he didn't pay the workers, he provided them with food and lodging.

Once the house is built, they will have permanent ownership of it.

This is so delicious.

Someone murmured, "The house we live in now was snatched from the hands of those dead policemen, jailers and soldiers. Yesterday I saw their families crying as they were driven out of the house. I felt really bad."

"You are so fucking merciful. If they don't leave, are we going to have to sleep in the wilderness? Haven't you heard that when the British devils came to Australia, they massacred the people who originally lived here, those with dark skin. Why do you care about them?"

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