Chapter 67 Bloody War of the Eight-nation Alliance

I took Tan Sitong back to the hotel, told He Shen and Lu Ban to take good care of him, and then prepared to pull the brigade back to fight with the Eight-Nation Alliance.

The first strong man I caught was Di Qing. He was practicing in the room. He kicked the door open by me and shouted, "Brother, brother, I'm in trouble now. Can you help me?"

Di Qing jumped up from the treadmill, patted his chest and said, "Fourth brother, tell me, do you want to go to the knife mountain or go to the oil pot? If you don't accompany me today, I won't be a brother."

I immediately expressed my intention and told the most humiliating history in Chinese history. The Eight-Nation Alliance burned the Yuanmingyuan. Although Di Qing was an ancient man, he had been here for several years. He still heard about it when he had nothing to watch newspapers and TV. According to his determination to resist external humiliation, he naturally had no objection: "Of course, do you want to take eight Did the national coalition destroy it directly?"

"I'm afraid you can't do that. It's not that easy to change history." Someone outside the door pricked his ears and eavesdropped. At this time, he interrupted, "But it's okay to beat those beasts out."

I looked back and saw that it was my father. The old man was really far-sighted and even considered the possibility of education and fun. I said let's go, but I had to attract a few more people.

specializes in one, Mozi is a sword master, which is also one. Pang Tong now loves CS, and it's not bad to let him be a staff officer, but there are still fewer people. We start calling people separately. I'll prepare guys.

Since you are going to war, you have to bring heavy weapons and deal with jackals. You have to go to the doctor's spaceship and carry everything on the laser gun ion cannon pulse bomb treasured by the old man. I was about to go back to share weapons and form a group to kill the devils. Unexpectedly, the doctor was not happy to come back.

He said, "It's no problem for you to fight the Eight-Nation Alliance, but you can't bring something too advanced, otherwise the space-time dislocation will become more and more serious. Don't you want to continue to clean up a lot of messes, do you?"

I thought that YY was so difficult once, and said angrily, "What should I do? Is it that the Boxer is too superstitious to go back and play a big knife and spear at others?"

"That won't be enough." The doctor was enlightened this time. He thought about it and said, "You can bring the weapons of this era. I have prepared a lot for you." He opened the hatch and let me see the extended Lincoln below. "I have prepared the weapons commonly used in CS for you, and I will not leave traces in any time and space after I modify it."

"And this good thing!" I got off the spaceship and entered the car. It was simply a small warehouse full of AK, May 4, rocket launchers, shotguns, and a lot of ** flash bombs. Now it's good. I immediately drove back to the hotel and met the comrades who were eager to try.

When everyone heard that they used new weapons against the bird guns of the Eight-Nation Alliance this time, they were immediately excited and shouted, "I would have worn it back to beat those bastards, but I caught the opportunity."

Big Qiao and Xiaoqiao happened to be a guest and had to go to join the fun. Originally, Yuhuan and others didn't want to go, but Xiaoqiao said that he had the power of mind reading, which could interfere with the judgment of the enemy. Big Qiao had the power to heal people and could be a military doctor, and the two of them loved to play the Three Kingdoms. This is a good opportunity for actual combat.

I heard a black line and said to go. Anyway, there are no less than two people in the group. I made sure that there were eight Lincolns with a heavy weapons on the list, who crossed to 1898 when the time and space were misplaced (are you sure it's not 1900?).

After a dizzy rotation, our car finally landed. Before we opened the door, we could hear howling, fighting and gunshots everywhere in our ears. Everyone took the gun nervously and waited for my order. I held my breath and counted one, two three in a low voice. Then push the door and rush out first.

It was indeed a human tragedy outside. These invaders ran out to burn, kill and loot our countless treasures on the pretext of opposing Cixi's abolition of Guangxu. I held AK47 but gave a shuttle to the foreigners who committed the murder.

Di Qing made a gesture to me. He climbed to the roof and was responsible for suppressing firepower at a high place. Comrade Pang Tong's skills were average. He chose an attic to hide in and take a blocking gun to provide us with fire support. I formed a four-person group and constantly pushed the front line into the depths of the war. Big Joe and Xiao Qiao cooperated in Clean up the battlefield and plunder for us later.

Seeing that the enemy's firepower was attracted to us, I remembered that there was still something important to do and said, "Guys, I have to save someone, or we will go our separate ways first. You can fight first."

He said, "I'll go with you so that you can take care of it." Immediately, the two left the team and rushed to the Yuanshun Dart Bureau to rescue Wang Wu.

Along the way, we met a lot of French devils, Japanese devils and German devils. They cut melons and cut vegetables and did a lot of things. For example, those foreign guns in their hands are not compared with our semi-automatic rifles, which is basically the fate of being served.

When I saw the door of the bodyguard bureau, I saw that on the roof, Wang Wuyi held a big knife to resist several people, which obviously could not resist the power of *. Seeing that the situation was not good, I gave fire support with a gun and killed several foreign soldiers in a row. Unfortunately, Wang Wu could no longer support it. He knelt on the roof with a knife in one hand. I jumped on the roof and turned my back to him. And Li asked, "Brother, are you all right? Brother, you're late."

Wang Wu laughed and said, "Brother Wu is fine. Today, I'm begging for benevolence." He waved his knife and wanted to fight again. I hurriedly said, "Fifth brother, don't worry. Mr. Tan has been saved. Do you want to go with us?"

"No need!" Wang Wubu met the bullet shot in front of him and chose to be generous, "Mr. Tan, please, brother."

As soon as he rushed, the bullet penetrated his chest and died on the spot. I looked at the dying knife king Wu on the roof. Is the hero so helpless?

Kill! Kill without mercy!

All I have in my mind is anger, bullying the weak, kill! Those who bully, kill! Rape *** women and children, kill!

Kill those who insult our Chinese!

I violently shot the abominable invaders with machine guns, so that they could also taste the feeling of being bullied by the strong!

Go to the palace, where there are more invaders. They will soon rob our cultural relics and burn our homes. Even if I can't change history, save one more.

Join the large troops with the special forces, check guns and ammunition, and throw down useless equipment to fight lightly. This time, the target is the palace.

Immediately lined up, and behind the leaders of my palace, Dad was in the middle, followed by Big Qiao and Xiao Qiao. Di Qing was at the end. Pang Tong and Mozi were responsible for sweeping the tail in the car. When they met the immortal foreign devils, they pressed them fiercely.

Our strange team looked particularly strange in the war. Soon a blonde and blue-eyed civilian-dressed guy came close to us and was almost reimbursed by a special dagger. This guy said in less fluent Chinese: "Don't shoot, don't shoot. I'm a freelance journalist. I want to report your deeds."

"Reporter?" I was moved. I had heard that foreign journalists advocate freedom of speech, and even scandals in their own countries are often exposed. If such a reporter reports to us, he may leave a different record in future generations.

But I quickly dispelled my ridiculous ideas. Even if that were the case, history will automatically destroy those information that should not exist. Why should I think too much? I didn't stop him, but I didn't allow him to get close to our team within five meters (after all, we have to be on guard, what if it's a spy?).

When he talked nonsense, he had already arrived at the gate of the palace. I motioned to go up and explore the way. After a while, he knocked down two German soldiers and came back, saying that he could enter the main door.

I immediately rushed into the gate and went straight to the palace, but I saw a group of foreign soldiers ragingly assaulting the palace maids who had no way to escape, burning, killing and looting. You are fucking bandits in military uniforms. I ordered all comrades to change into blocking guns and one by one.

After shooting for a long time, these soldiers finally understood. At first, someone picked up their trousers and fought back with guns. Zhu and Di Qing's hands were quick-eyed, and two figures floated over, leaving only one head on the ground.

A sudden fire broke out in the east, and it looked like it began to burn the Yuanmingyuan Garden. I bit a *, rewarded them with a round belly, and led comrades to move their positions to protect our country's cultural relics. It was not a pity in the Qing Dynasty. We had to take it seriously.

We drove an extended Lincoln and rampaged all the way, knocking down countless foreign devils. Finally, we were blocked by the messy garbage in front of us and could no longer get in, so we had to get out of the car and walk.

I asked all comrades to check the ammunition in time and pay attention to replenishing it. My father reminded me to collect it as soon as it was good. I don't think there are many bullets left. I said in my heart that it was almost all the noise. It was time to go back, so I said that we would leave after the fire was put out.

Who knew that a group of cavalry suddenly rushed in front of him and immediately fell into a stale battle. Because the enemy's mobility was very good and the infantry had fought before, he was a little unprepared.

They all gave up their machine guns and began to fight with their bare hands. I said it was troublesome. How much can you deal with fighting alone? I was about to persuade them to pick up guns quickly. Suddenly, Pang Tong shouted that it's not good to have enemies in the south, which seemed to be the same equipment as us.

Suddenly, someone also attacked us with a machine gun*. This time, Coke was hit. The two teams should have met on a narrow road only a hundred years later, and the fight was insoluble.

I said to myself that the other party is also a time traveler. I think the equipment is no worse than ours, and it is obviously well-trained, unlike our new travelers, who have just come to warm up.

Dad is worthy of being a leader. He immediately took over my command and organized people to fight and withdraw. Unfortunately, Big Joe and Xiaoqiao seemed to meet a powerful person and was forced to a dead end by two opponents. I said to myself why he was so shameless and pick women to bully him.

I immediately used the third power of delusional reincarnation, and the universe moved greatly. In a while, I came to the front and gave the other party a way to repay him, so that any evil move could be applied to myself.

While the other party didn't understand, he pulled the two beautiful women of the Three Kingdoms and quickly joined the fleeing team. At the same time, he said to the rescued beautiful women that they did not have to promise.

Di Qing followed me and mocked me: "You still want to get rid of the beauty. Think of a way. The pursuers behind obviously regard us as our father's enemies."

I also wonder why these people are here. If they all come to fight the Eight-Nation Alliance, they should be together. Why do they start a war when they see us?

For a moment, I couldn't think of a reason. I was about to use the big * method to go back to the hotel. Suddenly, I felt dizzy and felt that my delusional reincarnation had been blocked.

Who? Who is so bold!" I roared, and suddenly I saw several heavily armed guys suddenly appear in front of me, with the eye-catching words "two-dimensional" on their bodies.

Two-dimensional? Another name?

I was still confused and found that Di Qing's martial arts had been defeated by other people's magic, and Dad's shooting skills were also lost to a Lori (do you deliberately release water?). The special kitchen knife was turned into garbage by a mature woman. Uncle Mo's swordsmanship could not match an uncle's lightsaber (the one in Star Wars). Pang The command had no logic at all. Obviously, he was controlled by a child next to him, and Qiao continued to be powerless to fight back under other people's powers. Only I stood still stubbornly, inexplicably.

Tianxian, which plane did you cross from?

Unfortunately, no one answered me. They just played with my desperate appearance and tried to force us into a dead end step by step. Whenever I was on the verge of such a desperate situation, a self-deprecating smile appeared on my face.

The world never believes that I will create fate, but fate is always firmly in my hands.

"Do you want to fight? Then next time it will be fair." I opened my arms to welcome the dawn in front of me, "Two-dimensional, I will remember you."

At that moment, the dawn fell on me. At the most critical moment, the doctor opened the forced summoning facility, and we were all sent back to 201X.

Looking at the safe but exhausted people on the spaceship, I bowed deeply to everyone: "Thank you for your support to Su Tian. I swear to avenge tonight." Everyone smiled at each other and said that it would be okay to find trouble for them sooner or later.

Well, my journey finally came to an end and sent everyone back to the hotel. I checked the newspaper in the past two days and accidentally found a piece of news that a British reporter revealed that his 80-year-old grandfather was lucky enough to witness the Eight-Nation Army burning the Old Summer Palace, and the most amazing thing at that time was that there was a team. Chinese soldiers rose up and defeated many coalition forces. The incident was recorded by the reporter's grandfather but was blocked by the authorities and locked valuable information in the British Museum.

No one can confirm whether this reporter's words are true or not. Unless one day the information collected in the British Museum can see the sun, just like the assassination of Kennedy, we may not see the truth for the rest of our lives.

I read this report and laughed without saying anything. I know he is telling the truth.