Starting from the Beginning, American Tycoon

Is it cool to transmigrate to South America? Zhu Xianhai's answer is: it's very cool.

After all, 19th-century South America is still a place where cowards vie for hegemony, a land ful...

Chapter 115 Ao Guanhai and Jingwei (First update, please subscribe)

Chapter 115 Ao Guanhai and Jingwei (First update, please subscribe)

Conquer Chillán!

This news was like a whirlwind, shocking the whole of Chile. Faced with the Mapuche people who were marching aggressively towards Santiago, for the first time since the day the Spanish conquered Chile, the panicked white people fled Santiago.

From the big haciendas with fancy clothes and a large number of servants to the powerful congressmen and officials at all levels, to the ordinary white middle class, many of them fled westward to the port after escaping Santiago. They believed that the demise of Chile was only a matter of time.

The docks were full of Chileans scrambling to flee the country. It seemed that Santiago had already fallen, and no one believed that President Monte or Perez could hold on to Santiago.

"Chile's demise is only a matter of time!"

"Although Monte organized a 5,000-man civil defense team, he only had 2,000 rifles from the Napoleonic Wars and not even a single field gun."

"The fall of the civilized world is truly the most fantastic scene of the 19th century..."

“The most amazing thing is that we will witness the birth of an Indian nation!”

Holding a pipe and listening to people talking, Obamar's eyes flashed. He had always hoped to be an adventurer. After inheriting his mother's inheritance, he bought an 800-ton armed merchant ship and started his "adventure" at sea. In the past ten years, he has traveled almost all over the world, but he is at most a free trader. This dull and boring life corrodes his soul like poison!

adventure?

What is real adventure?

What greater adventure could there be than to be part of the birth of a new nation, let alone the first Indian nation!

Just then, a stranger walked into the American Merchants Club at the port. After tipping the waiter, the man asked a few simple questions, then walked straight up to him and sat down.

"Hello, Mr. Obama!"

Looking up, there was a hint of doubt in Obama's eyes.

"Hello, who are you?"

"I……"

Sherman pulled out a business card.

"I'm Sherman Hood, you can call me Sherman."

"You are English?"

"I am Irish."

"Oh, what can I do for you?"

"Mr. Obama, I think you must be tired of your current life. This dull and boring life corrodes the human soul like poison!"

With his eyes wide open, Obamar said excitedly.

“You, you know…”

"No, Obamar, it's not me who knows you, but a friend of ours knows you. He said he can offer you a chance. This is a real adventure. But, are you willing? Mr. Obamar..."

"Excuse me, who is he?"

"orchid!"

In a bay west of Chillan, the "American Beauty" was quietly anchored there. When those "orchid soldiers" boarded the ship, the first mate Smith said nervously.

"Captain, do we really want to help them?"

"Not a help,"

Holding the pipe in his hand, Obamar said.

"It's about participating. Now we will be participants in this great history. Smith, believe me, when you are old and have children and grandchildren, whenever you mention this adventure, you will win everyone's admiration."

Finally, after more than a hundred soldiers boarded the ship, the "American Beauty" left the bay and headed north.

More than an hour later, the telegram was delivered to Zhu Xianhai.

Thanks to the Chileans, who were qualified as transport captains, they not only sent guns and artillery, but also their telegraph lines enabled Zhu Xianhai in Chillán to know the progress of the "Sea Viewing Operation" at the first time.

"Obama..."

Zhu Xianhai smiled as he said the name.

"It is worthy of being my "Sea Viewing"!"

In the simulator, Obama, the adventurer from the United States, had given him a lot of help. It was through him that Zhu Xianhai was able to buy tens of thousands of P1853 rifles from Singapore and get in touch with Li Fugui and others.

It can be said that Obama was definitely one of the contributors to Zhu Xianhai's victory over Chile.

However, this time, Zhu Xianhai did not wait for him to come to him, but sent someone to find him directly. Sure enough, Oba Ma, who had been bored for a long time, immediately ran over when he heard that he was working for "Lanhua".

This person.

He is definitely the legendary "internationalist fighter" who is not doing this for money or profit, but to realize the value of life.

I will definitely give him a big medal in the future.

However, there is another thing to do right now!

"Wang Jingwei..."

Zhu Xianhai raised the corners of his lips slightly and talked to himself.

"Now that Guan Hai is here, the only thing missing is Wang Jingwei, Mr. Wang."

Generally speaking, it is not easy to find this person, but it’s okay.

This person is ready-made!

In the life simulator, Zhu Xianhai had the honor of meeting such a "Mr. Wang". Putting aside their positions, such a person is indeed useful to Zhu Xianhai!

Not only useful, but also very useful.

Looking at the list on the table, Zhu Xianhai raised the corners of his lips and muttered to himself.

"Okay, once this list is sent out, you should be able to come out!"

After saying this, he called his attendant and gave him orders.

"This is the list of resistance members to be executed. Post it and execute them in three days."

This list is nothing more than a bait, just to fish, but it's also a mermaid!

The list of resistance members to be executed was quickly posted, and it took only half an hour for it to spread throughout the city.

In a mansion on O'Higgins Street, the servant looked at the lady nervously.

"Madam, the name of Mr. Bernardo is on the list and he will be executed in three days."

"Oh, God! My son."

Rosa exclaimed.

"Why did this happen? Why did those barbarians execute him? Shouldn't they have put him in jail? Why did they execute him!"

"Because he's a member of the Resistance!"

Unlike her mother's panic, Maria seemed extremely calm despite being only seventeen years old.

"No one would let him go. Not executing him on the spot was already very merciful."

"Maria, he's your brother!"

Rosa, with tears on her face, said loudly.

"I know, that's why I want to save him!"

What?

Looking at her daughter in surprise, Rosa's eyes were full of confusion.

"You, can you save Bernardo?"

"He is my brother and always will be!"

Maria raised her chin slightly and spoke in a firm tone.

"So, I have to rescue him, Solan, tell the driver to prepare the carriage, I want to visit the chief."

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(End of this chapter)