Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Other fleets could only send troops to rush for reinforcements but did not dare to fire cannons.

You can't fire at your own flagship and supreme commander, right?

The boarding rope, boarding bridge and boarding ramp are all in use.

A good modern naval battle turned into the kind of gang-hopping battle in ancient times.

Zhao Chuanxin now has the God of War M1907 in his left hand and the Elf Carving Knife in his right hand.

The God of War M1907 surges in a half circle, and the elf carving knife in his hand sweeps half a circle, and his encirclement circle will expand outward.

The charging soldiers even slipped until they could no longer stand still. Some of them stepped on the blood on the ground and fell down, rolling around and turning into gourds of blood.

Zhao Chuanxin is not much better.

He charged forward and suddenly stumbled.

Holding something in both hands, unable to maintain balance.

The smart gyroscope held him up, and then Zhao Chuanxin kicked his feet hard. He could stand up again, but his feet were too slippery. He couldn't get up even after pushing several times, and he continued to lean forward. Fire.

Finally, the magazine of the God of War M1907 was emptied and he changed to a different gun. He had no time to spare and pulled the cocking handle to load the gun.

Robley D. Evans, who was on the watchtower, perked up upon seeing this and shouted: "Kill him, kill him!"

A group of soldiers also looked excited and pressed forward with red eyes.

Seven or eight people were pressing on Zhao Chuanxin at the same time. After all, the smart gyroscope could not withstand the huge force, and Zhao Chuanxin was crushed to the ground.

He held the deck, the muscles of his arms were taut, and the Phoenix Ring hit the ground.

This strong force forced Zhao Chuanxin's entire upper body to bounce up.

Holding the elf carving knife in his right hand, he slashed with a whirlwind.

Soldiers who were unable to dodge were chopped down one after another.

Robley D. Evans' blood ran cold watching it.

Is this what the hell carbon-based organisms can do?

Handing the Elf Carving Knife to his left hand, Zhao Chuanxin condensed the Lightning Whip from the Thor's Hammer in his right hand.

The lightning chains were waved continuously, and there were crackling sounds all around. Along with the smell of roasted meat, soldiers fell in droves.

After one vigorous effort, they failed again and again, and finally they were afraid of being killed, and instinctively began to retreat.

Zhao Chuanxin took the opportunity to take out the Whip of Judgment and whistled. The Whip of Judgment wrapped around the barrel of a secondary gun above his head, and his body was pulled up.

Take out another Madsen machine gun and shoot down below.

Tata Tata...

Soul Reaper.

At such a close distance, there is no way to avoid it.

Fortunately, I replenished a wave of ammunition, otherwise it would be really difficult.

After emptying the magazine, some of them hid and some fled, and the rest fell into a pool of blood.

Zhao Chuanxin put away Madsen, took out the Lugang M1907, and sprinted a hundred meters along the secondary battery.

We arrived at the bridge in an instant.

On the bridge, there was Robley D. Evans' personal guard waiting for him.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly leaned to the left, dodged three incoming bullets, and fired back.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

The ammunition capacity of 15 rounds is very powerful. Zhao Chuanxin shot a child and cleared the bridge in a few breaths while running.

He ran in front, followed by countless people chasing him.

But his speed was far inferior to that of Zhao Chuanxin, who practiced speed balancing skill diligently.

When Robley D. Evans saw that Zhao Chuanxin was about to arrive in the command room, he couldn't help but take out his personal gun - a European-made Horse brand gun.

Click, load, bang!

Zhao Chuanxin tilted his body and hid.

When he got here, Zhao Chuanxin didn't even run away, he just walked forward calmly.

boom!

Zhao Chuanxin just tilted his head this time.

boom!

Zhao Chuanxin turned sideways.

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

The magazine is empty.

Within ten meters, the smart gyroscope can usually predict the ballistic trajectory before the opponent shoots. In other words, Zhao Chuanxuan had already made dodges before Robley D. Evans fired.

Robley D. Evans and the adjutant were stunned.

The adjutant was trembling: "He is not a human being, he is not a human being..."

Generally speaking, the closer you are, the better you can shoot.

In Zhao Chuanxin's case, it's the other way around.

It was long distance that posed the greatest risk to him.

Within ten meters, the smart gyroscope can even calculate and use the environment to allow Zhao Chuanxin to face attacks from several or even a dozen gunmen.

Pitter patter, the drone sounded.

Robley D. Evans stopped reciting the curse and backed away with an expression of incredible horror.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg and kicked the door of the command room away.

After entering, he grabbed Robley D. Evans by the collar and said, "I said. We must live without one today!"

Robley D. Evans hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, the Congress has agreed to return the $750 million to you."

The adjutant complained crazily in his mind - you have fucking ears again, right?

Zhao Chuanxin carried Robley D. Evans with one hand like a little chicken. He took out a cigar with his right hand and lit it in his mouth: "The gift of fate has already been marked with a price in the dark. You give the orders. From the moment they besieged me, the price went up.”

"I, I, I... I can propose that the council give you more money."

Of course Qian Zhao Chuanxin wanted it, but at this time he wanted something else even more, something that he failed to accomplish last time he came to the United States.

He suddenly pulled Robley D. Evans in front of him, and a puff of cigar smoke hit his face, choking him so much that he couldn't open his eyes and coughed.

Zhao Chuanxin said coldly: "Tell Da Luo immediately to completely repeal that bill. Otherwise, I will destroy his Great White Fleet today!"

Ronaldo is a staunch navalist.

The Great White Fleet was his lifeblood.

If given a choice, Zhao Chuanxin does not really want to scuttle all American battleships.

The Great White Fleet had a great impact on the world situation, especially when it terrorized little Japan.

When it comes to being hateful, Little Japan is the most hateful.

But if Da Luo didn't pay a price today, Zhao Chuanxin felt that he was being besieged in vain.

If he didn't comply, Zhao Chuanxin was determined to scuttle the entire fleet.

Robley D. Evans no longer had the prestige he had just now, and said, "I, I don't have that power..."

"Then you go die."

"Wait a minute..." Seeing Zhao Chuanxian's eyes showing murderous intent under his skull mask, Robley D. Evans almost peed in fear: "I can try."

Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg and suddenly kicked Robley D. Evans's legs.

Robley D. Evans knelt down uncontrollably.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled up the chair and sat down with a golden sword.

"Just kneel down and contact Da Luo. If you dare to get up, I will cut off your legs!"

Robley D. Evans thought of the scene where Zhao Chuanxin used a sharp weapon to cut off the soldiers who besieged him like a whirlwind, and he suddenly trembled: "Okay, okay, why don't you hurry up and send the radio?" ?”

The adjutant was ecstatic.

If he sends a radio, it means he can stay away from this butcher of the Far East.