Chapter 250 An explosion

The city of Manila in April seems to have become a steamer shrouded in haze. Thick clouds cover the whole of Luzon Island, as if to vent all the accumulations before the end of the rainy season. The sultry and humidness are palpitating and uncomfortable.

More than ten kilometers away from Krabi, the sound of gunfire sounded for five days, and the gossip was like intermittent rain, which always did not give people a pleasant feeling. Some people say that the whole of Krabi was occupied by the rebels, some said that the Spanish army came back, and some people said that the residents of the whole Krabi, whether they were Luzon or Chinese. They were all killed by the Spaniards!

Especially the last news, which made Mr. Jin tremble all over. While ordering his family to pack up, he prepared to send his nephew to contact the Luzon Chinese Chamber of Commerce, hoping to get some accurate news.

He has been in Luzon for nearly 40 years. From Luzon Island to Sanbaoyan, and from Sanbaoyan to Luzon Island. While making a big circle, he also opened two timber factories and became a well-known timber merchant in this area.

To say that Luzon is indeed a treasure everywhere, especially the evergreen old forest, it is simply an inexhaustible treasure, but in recent years, the Spanish have imposed too many taxes, and the profits are not as high as before.

However, it's good to be safe and stable when traveling far away. Compared with Borneo across the sea, the Chinese in Luzon are already very good, but today's only good thing seems to go further and further with the Spanish soldiers who have been in the streets and alleys for a few days.

Old man Jin is almost sixty years old. He is already half of the loess to his neck. In the land of Nanyang, he has already seen through the world. He has seen many scenes of Chinese being slaughtered as pigs and dogs. Therefore, when the Lu Song people organized an uprising army, he not only did not sympathize, but also remembered the tragedy of Borneo many years ago. Aren't all the Chinese people killed alive by the locals?

Whether the locals take office or the Spaniards continue to sit in town, it is the same for him and many Chinese businessmen. Because the Qing Dynasty, which originally stood behind them, was now called Boxi Mountain, and even the three northeastern provinces have been occupied by others.

The only thing I'm glad is that those natives and Spaniards are still fighting for their seats. They don't have time to care about these Chinese businessmen, but he also knows very well that whether they are natives or Spaniards, no matter who wins in the end, I'm afraid they won't let go of these Chinese businessmen easily!

For many years, I, the Chinese who are in Luzon, were not the targets of blackmail by those in power!

In fact, it's not just Mr. Jin. Nowadays, Lu Song is full of Chinese who think the same way as him, and some of them are even ready to leave, just because they are deeply disturbed by the turmoil in the past half year.

Old man Jin glanced at the door fat and invited several boxers to protect his family. Just as he was about to go back to the house to see if his luggage had been packed up, suddenly a rapid sound of footsteps came. He turned around and saw his nephew who went to the Chinese merchants asking for news, rushing in breathlessly. Before he could ask, he shouted, "Uncle, Krabi The Luzon people on the ground were defeated! More than 30,000 people were killed, and it was said that the Spaniards had killed the whole people of Krabi for rebellion!"

"What!"

Old Jin's hands and feet are cold, and more than 30,000 Luzon's righteous troops have been killed? And Krabi Land was also slaughtered! God, there are more than 50,000 people there, and hundreds of Chinese alone! And a few of my old friends, isn't it...!

"Uncle, President Lin of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce has asked everyone to discuss countermeasures immediately, do you see?" Before his nephew finished speaking, the old man Jin suddenly shouted, "Go, go!"

When the old man Jin rushed out of the house, countless Chinese people in Manila and even around him got this terrible news. Countless people began to pour into the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, hoping to unite to cope with the upcoming storm.

The Luzon Chinese Chamber of Commerce in Manila is a three-storey building with an obvious southern Chinese style, just like a cage house in Guangdong. More than 30 shops on the first floor near the street are all operated by Chinese. It not only witnessed the rise and fall of Chinese merchants in Luzon, but also fell into gunfire several times.

The Dutch, the British and the current Spaniards, everyone who comes here regards this building as fat meat, sucking on it like a maggot of a metatarsal, extracting the hard-earned wealth of the Chinese, and it is also known as shearing wool!

Chinese merchants have always been the richest people across the land. With their hard work and sweat, they have accumulated amazing wealth from generation to generation. Even in the era of turmoil and exile, it is enough to make many people jealous. However, after the pillars on the other side of the sea gradually collapsed, their days became more and more difficult.

Now that Luzon is in turmoil again, will it become the next Borneo?

With confusion, fear and hope, there was an endless stream in front of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce. The clerk didn't even have time to say hello, just looking at a familiar face rushing in.

Until...!

The venue of the Chamber of Commerce was full, and the Eight Immortals' table was not enough. Many people were crowded in the corner of the wall, whispering about the war in Krabi a few days ago. At the same time, their eyes were on the president of the Chamber of Commerce, who was at the front.

Many kind Min Nanyin around him not only failed to relieve his tension, but also made him more and more uncertain. They all said that Fujian people love to hold a group, but in fact, who knows why they want to hold a group? As the first Chinese to go abroad, how can they resist the wind and waves if they don't hold a group?

But even if they form a group, it still can't make President Lin, who is known as the richest man of the Chinese, feel at ease, because the Spanish army's slaughter in Krabiland not only targeted the locals, but also hundreds of Chinese, which also indicates that the large-scale retaliation of the Spaniards is about to begin.

Just as everyone was waiting to speak, a busy pace made everyone's heart pick up again. A boxer who went out to inquire about the news hurriedly ran in and shouted, "President Lin, it's not good. Vice President Chen was killed by Spanish soldiers, saying that he funded the rebels, and the whole family had more than a hundred...!"

Before the boxer's words were finished, the president suddenly exploded. Everyone was stunned by the news. You know, those who can become the vice president of the Chamber of Commerce are all people with a lot of contacts and funds, and even he has been brutally killed! Does this indicate that the Spaniards are going to fight against Chinese businessmen?

This news immediately made everyone in the hall take a breath of cold air. They were even anxiously shouting to leave Luzon, while the younger ones said that they should gather to protest against the Governor of Spain.

Every Chinese businessman was very anxious and had his own ideas. At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the door. Everyone turned their heads one after another, but when they saw the coming, they suddenly felt relieved.

Zhong Wenyao, the ambassador of the Qing Dynasty to Little Luzon, almost every Chinese businessman present knew this young man who stayed in the United States, but before everyone could say hello, he suddenly found that he looked extremely strange at this moment. It was nothing to wear a straight dress, but there seemed to be something missing.

Several people who often deal with sharp eyes suddenly found that the braids neatly combed by Zhong Wenyao were gone, only wearing a hat to cover it.

He cut his braids!

Everyone was stunned by Zhong Wenyao, who smiled and walked into the hall in New Osaka. Although the Nanyang Chinese also have braids, most of them retain the tradition of braids, but they are not as ugly as the money rat tail in China.

Although the braids are ugly, they are the sustenance of the motherland, but what do you see at this moment? An ambassador of the Qing Dynasty to foreign countries took the lead in cutting off his braids. You know, if this is at home, it is a big crime that can kill the head!

"Guys, I don't want to say too much. I'm here this time. I just want to tell everyone something!"

Zhong Wenyao looked around the audience with a smile until he stayed on the president's face. Then he continued, "In the past few days, Luzon will be more chaotic. I hope you can follow the arrangement of the captain of the sea. He will be responsible for protecting your safety."

Seeing Zhong Wenyao introducing himself, the sea bream lifted his clothes and exposed two shell guns in his belt. There were stars in his eyes. In the past, these people were all fat sheep and their sworn enemy, but now they are also officers and soldiers. These people have to be under their own fucking command. How cool!

"Ambassador Zhong, what do you mean?" The president looked at the sea bully licking his tongue with a puzzled face and asked.

"What ambassador, my Lord Zhong is now the General Secretary of the Xinhua State Council of Honolulu in Nanyang." The Harima crossed his waist and looked excited: "At the same time, he is also the general representative of my Duke here!"

As soon as the Harre blew out Zhong Wenyao's series of names, the hall suddenly became silent. Everyone's eyes widened and swallowed.

"Honolulu!"

"Xinhua State Council?"

"Pacific Army!"

"That young master!"

God, he's coming to Luzon!

Surprised, nervous, mixed with a certain kind of excitement, suddenly exploded from everyone's mind. At the same moment, a louder protest suddenly came out of the window, resounding all over the fields! ——

In a Chinese plantation on the outskirts of Manila, Liu Hengyu squatted on the ground, smoking one by one, looking at the Chinese corpses curled up by the fire not far away, a sneer in the smoke raised from the corners of his mouth.

"The dog said, beast!"

Beside him, a soldier who cleaned up the scene turned his eyes red. He turned his head and looked at Liu Henghui. A trace of blood slipped on his lips and squirmed twice. It seemed that he wanted to say something, but he could not speak.

Jiang Tianxiu, who came with him, knew that the soldiers were not so angry that they couldn't speak, nor that they were hoarse after a busy night, but because they all knew that from the moment they put the gun on their backs, they were no longer ordinary people!

Unlike their comrades-in-arms in Liaodong, this is not the control of the Pacific Army. If you want to hide in this place full of enemies, you must abide by discipline and learn to be silent!

endure loneliness!

Jiang Tianxiu remembered that in the past, he happened to see the Nighthawk's recruitment request form. There was such a rule that he was not very clear at that time. Now he wants to go deep into the enemy's rear as the main means of combat. If they are like ordinary people, they can't hide themselves. I'm afraid that the Night Eagle can't become the most in the Pacific Army. The shortest but sharpest dagger.

But the newly formed five divisions are not Nighthawks. Since the formation of the army, the goal has been clear, controlling Luzon and protecting the Chinese!

Jiang Tianxiu turned his head and wanted to speak the voice of everyone at this moment on behalf of the soldier, but when he came to his mouth, he found that he didn't know what to say. The plan was formulated by the General Staff, and it would take ten days to really do it, so this pain must be endured!

A body was put into longevity materials. The casual soldiers put them on the carriage, and the long convoy was full of white silk, which was a condolence for the dead.

"Is it all ready?" Liu Hengqi stood up, threw down the cigarette butt and stepped on it fiercely with his toes. Then he slowly raised his head. The cold light in the red eyes under his thick eyebrows flashed and looked at Jiang Tianxiu, who was already the chief of staff of the Fifth Division.

Jiang Tianxiu knew what Liu Hengqi wanted to ask, and immediately nodded: "The first protesting crowd has been organized. As long as we arrive, Tan Wang will also cooperate!"

"Then let's start!" Liu Hengqi nodded hard and waved to the soldiers: "Go into the city!"

As the wheels slowly drove to the city of Manila dozens of kilometers away, radio waves swept across Luzon with orders and lurked in various plantations. The soldiers who seemed to be no different from ordinary people quickly gathered. The rifles were taken out of the secret warehouse, and the grenades were hung with armed belts and shiny cannons. It also dragged out the carefully hidden place, and the whole Luzon was boiling!

The next morning, a funeral convoy with white cloth and paper flowers slowly entered the gate outside Manila. Chinese people continued to join the convoy along the way. They were old or young, and they were dressed in a certain way, but each of them looked solemn, holding the coffin with tears in their eyes.

There are more and more people gathering in the convoy, but except for the footsteps and the click of the wheel, the whole convoy is silent.

As the convoy drove to the center of the city, the two sides were full of onlookers, including foreign businessmen, locals, and immigrants from other countries in Luzon. When the convoy finally stopped outside the Spanish colonial governor's office, almost everyone took a breath!

What are the Chinese who have always submissive to do? Do they want to challenge the Spanish authority here? Don't they know that there are still tens of thousands of heavily armed Spanish soldiers on this island?!

The Spanish soldiers of the brigade rushed to the governor's palace from all over the place. The gorgeous military uniforms and the cold muzzle formed a red frightening wall in front of the funeral convoy. The onlookers thought that the Chinese would retreat under the deterrence of the muzzle as before, but as time passed, he We began to be disappointed, because this time there were sparks in the eyes of every Chinese!

"These damn yellow monkeys! What do they want to do!"

Governor Polavisia opened the curtains, covered his nose with one hand, and looked at the funeral convoy standing outside the governor's mansion. He was so violent!

The table was full of festive wine glasses. Several officers burped and were also full of anger. They had just won a great victory in deciding the surname and killed all the Luzon native militants. Unexpectedly, these yellow monkeys suddenly came to this again and protested for several days in a row. What on earth did they want to do? Don't you know that they ruined the governor's mood?

"Joss, send someone to ask what they want to do immediately! I want to know why these yellow monkeys do this!" Polavisia put down the curtains angrily and shouted.

While the officer was ordered to go out, Poravisia's assistant had passed him and walked into the room: "Dear Governor, some people say they want to see you immediately."

"Who?"

"It's the ambassador of the Qing Dynasty."

After Polavisia frowned, there was a sneer at the corners of her mouth. What did he do? Do you want to show up for these Chinese? Does he think that a country that only knows how to smoke opium can threaten the proud kingdom of Spain?

Although Polavisia did not want to meet the Qing ambassador at this time, he still had a lot of things to deal with, but out of courtesy, he agreed to meet him.

The living room of the Spanish Governor's Palace is full of Renaissance traces, simple furniture and exotic reliefs, all of which show the glory of this old empire.

But in Zhong Wenyao's eyes, Spain is too old. This small European country that rose in the era of great navigation is now like the Don Quixote riding an old horse described in their novels. Although it tried its best to maintain the spirit of chivalry, it repeatedly encountered obstacles because of its poor strength, and finally had to face the reality.

It's ridiculous that the Spaniards have not yet recognized the reality. This generation is still in the glory of the past. Even if their national strength is weak, their navy still has to maintain a Far East cruise system and send tens of thousands of troops to fight in Luzon.

In that case, let yourself put down the last straw that crushed the camel!

Zhong Wen's dazzling corner of his eyes swept over Polavisha, who had just come down from upstairs. The smile at the corners of his mouth suddenly hardened. Before the other party could speak, he immediately protested, "Hello, Mr. Governor, I need an explanation! Why did the army led by your country appear to slaughter in our Chinese manor!"

Unexpectedly, this seemingly weak ambassador would immediately do something after seeing him, and dared to question himself loudly. Polavisia couldn't help but be stunned, and his face was full of anger in a blink of an eye!

When did the great Spanish governor in the Philippines, the supreme governor who is in charge of the lives of millions of people in this land, was the turn to be taught a lesson by an ambassador of a corrupt and old third-rate Far East country full of opium and sick husbands!

Polavisia's face was gloomy and terrible, and she lowered her voice and said coldly, "Mr. Ambassador, please pay attention to your words! This is the Philippines, the Philippines of Spain, not your country!"

"Yes, because this is not the Qing Dynasty, I want to know more why those armies killed us Chinese for no reason!" Zhong Wenyao did not give in: "They are not pigs and dogs! Not cattle and sheep! What on earth did they do wrong? Why did the Governor-General order the execution of them!"

Zhong Wenyao's questioning one after another made Polavisia even more angry that he didn't even notice the big braid behind his head.

Asked by the "clown" of such a third-rate country, the excitement of Polavisha's victory completely disappeared, and she didn't even bother to make an excuse. She simply shouted, "I'm sorry, as the Governor-General of the Philippines, I don't need to explain anything to you. I still say, this is the Philippines!"

After saying that, he turned his head angrily and shouted, "Come on, take him out!" He is not welcome here!"

Soon, several soldiers with big waists rushed into the living room and wanted to forcibly take Zhong Wenyao away, but Zhong Wenyao did not give them a chance. He shook his body hard and sneered at Polavisia's back and said, "Governor, we Chinese have a saying that blood debt must need more blood to be repaid!" After saying that, he strode out of the governor's mansion.

Polavisha's body shook on the stairs and looked back at Zhong Wenyao's slender back. Only then did she find that there was no long disgusting braid behind his head. Suddenly, a strange feeling appeared in his heart that something seemed to happen.

But this feeling soon dissipated with the soldiers with live ammunition at the door. This is the Philippines, and there are tens of thousands of loyal Spanish soldiers here! With them stationed here, what else can happen!

Thinking of this, Polavisia was just relieved, but as soon as he walked up the stairs, he only heard a bang, and a huge explosion suddenly came. The governor's mansion seemed to shake, which scared him to stagger and almost rolled down the stairs.

"Damn it! What happened? Who is firing!"

Palavisia roared and rushed to the balcony on the second floor. Only then did he find two huge mushroom clouds rising in the direction of the dock. He quickly took the telescope from a general next to him and found that the two Hawaiian frigates docked on the docking were sinking little by little!

What the hell happened!

Palawisia is about to go crazy. How did the Hawaiian escort gunboat explode in Manila? Is there a mistake in the ammunition depot? Looking at the thick black clouds that had not dissipated for a long time, his heart suddenly rose with a trace of badness--

On the dock, Tan Wang looked at the gunboat that broke into two and quickly sank into the water. He licked his lips and said it was a pity.

That was captured from me at the beginning. Although it was a little old and not in the flow, after all, it was a warship. It was a pity to blow it up like this, but they also completed the final task.

"Is anyone injured?"

On the side, Duan Fei, who arrived at Luzon a few days earlier, narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Don't worry, Boss Duan. You don't know that I, Tan Wang, still don't know that except for the Spanish soldiers who went in to search, only a few cooks from Annan were buried with him. Damn it! One ton of explosives, I guess I can't even collect the dregs. I'm going to find the cook again!" Tan Wang looked at Duan Fei, but his rude words made him laugh more happily.

"Send someone to the Spanish telegraph station to send a telegram. Speak louder when you send the telegram!"

"In other words, on April 10, Spanish soldiers blew up two gunboats of our escort formation for no reason under the pretext of arresting the mob, resulting in the death of more than 70 sailors." Looking at the crowded Manila port, Duan Fei smiled coldly: "Let Mr. Li and others protest for a while first."

"We will be back in ten days!"

(to be continued)