Chapter 570: The Ming Fleet in Los Angeles (First Update, Please Subscribe)
Looking from the air, huge smoke clouds rose from the ground one after another, and the palace was engulfed by thick smoke.
Although the movie was silent, everyone heard the rumbling explosion at this moment.
Not only did they hear it, they saw it too!
Saw the destruction!
Once upon a time, they had seen photos of the destruction of the Palace of Versailles, and they knew the news, but when they saw the movie, they felt as if they had witnessed the scene with their own eyes. They even stood up in horror, and then realized that what they saw was just a picture.
In the movie, amidst the continuous explosions and smoke, the palace known as the "Heart of Europe" collapsed and was destroyed.
Even in the rooms of the White House, they even had an illusion - they smelled the smell of gunpowder and the suffocating smell of death...
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, when the movie ended, those people who were stunned and speechless by the destruction of the Palace of Versailles, came to their senses again. McClellan, the President of the United States who won the election by defeating Lincoln peacefully during the Civil War, had a look of anger on his face.
"What do you mean, is this a threat?"
You're right, this is really intimidating!
Dong Kun even admired His Majesty from the bottom of his heart for thinking of using such a movie as a weapon.
It's just intimidation, what can you do?
Even though it was a threat, out of courtesy, it was better to be tactful.
"No, Mr. President,"
Dong Kun said with a smile.
"This is just a small gift from His Majesty the Emperor to your country!"
What a gift!
It's clearly a warning!
In other words, it is blackmail. This is a kind of blackmail based on strength. The blackmailed party has the right to refuse, but the premise of refusal is that they have enough strength.
"Gift? Is your gift war?"
Just as he finished speaking, the door suddenly opened, and someone rushed in and spoke nervously.
"Mr. President, Los Angeles, something happened in Los Angeles..."
…
On the morning of November 17, after 22 days of sailing, the task force finally arrived off the coast of Los Angeles. As soon as this fleet consisting of three warships and a coal ship arrived off the coast, it immediately aroused the vigilance of the US soldiers on the artillery near Santa Monica Beach.
"Ming Fleet!"
Following the lookout's shout, there was chaos on the battery. American soldiers in blue uniforms ran up to the battery and rushed to their gun positions.
On the fort, four Rodman cannons were pointing directly at the coast - until now, the forts on the US coastline are still all equipped with Rodman muzzle-loading cannons.
"Are you sure it's the Ming Empire's fleet?"
Major Storm walked up to the gun platform and raised his telescope as he asked.
There was no need to ask any more questions - it was the Ming fleet, and the phoenix flag flying on the mast had already proved their identity.
Although the Ming Dynasty adopted the "Sun and Moon Flag" as the national flag, the Suzaku Flag was still used as the military flag, and the naval flag was inlaid with a circle of blue border around the Suzaku Flag.
"They...are finally here!"
Major Storm's expression looked a little solemn. The thing he was most worried about finally happened.
As early as the day after the "Los Angeles Massacre", he received a telegram from Washington asking him to strengthen his war preparedness to prevent a possible "invasion". When he first received this telegram, he thought it was a joke.
As a soldier, he didn't believe that this would happen. After all, they were just a group of Chinese people. Even changing their names would not change their identities.
But now, he couldn't laugh anymore.
The Ming Empire fleet is really coming!
Soon, the news of the Ming Empire fleet's arrival in Los Angeles spread throughout Los Angeles. This is just a city with a population of only 5,000. Facing the visiting fleet, people had different expressions. Jesse Beardland, the culprit of the "Los Angeles Massacre", who was patrolling the streets, was stunned for a moment when he learned of the fleet's arrival, and then said.
"The Ming Empire? Where did they come from?"
It’s not that he is ignorant, but he really doesn’t know, he has no idea at all, where the Ming Empire came from.
Just as people were looking at the fleet on the sea with various eyes, a messenger sent by the Ming task force delivered a letter.
Soon, the letter was delivered to the mayor and council members.
"Gentlemen, what now?"
Mayor Frank asked loudly while looking at the councillors.
"At that time, each of you demanded to cover up the truth, but what about now? They demand that we hand over all the murderers - they even made a list, a list of 578 people! Damn it, Michelle, you are on the list too!"
"That's impossible. How did they know I was in the crowd?"
Deputy Sheriff Michelle exclaimed.
"Where did they get the list from?"
Looking at the long list, their eyes all became a little complicated. In fact, this list of 578 people was the evidence they had covered up - it was a list based on the confessions of the mob. They included policemen, bar owners, shoemakers, waiters, prostitutes, men, women, and even teenagers. This list had been burned, but now it appeared in their hands.
They had no idea that after the incident, the North Sea Governor's Office had sent out investigators. Their European appearance made it easy for the investigators to obtain the list that should have been destroyed. The list was then sent to Mexico by telegram, and when the fleet passed through the Mexican port, the list was delivered to the ship by local agents.
Now the fleet has arrived in Los Angeles, with only one request - hand over the 578 people involved in the case!
Of course, this is just the beginning. The conditions are gradually raised.
"Damn it, wherever they got that list from, now they're asking us to hand over everyone!"
Councillor Hunter said with some excitement.
"Let us hand over the 578 people on the list! God can testify that there are only 5,000 people in this city, which is more than 10% of the total population. If we hand them over, I guarantee that none of them will be able to return to the United States alive!"
"Yes, gentlemen, those infidels will certainly kill them all, just like they hanged those Chinamen, Chinamen, the Ming Empire is also a bunch of Chinamen, a bunch of damned infidels!"
"We must not hand him over!"
“Yes, if we hand these people over, we will lose more than just votes, we may lose our lives. Those people will become thugs and kill all of us!”
Handing over 10% of a city's population to infidels who will kill them?
You don't need to think about the result. Most of those people are adult men. They all have guns in their hands. How can they just sit there and wait to die?
"But, what will happen if we don't hand him over?"
Everyone knows what will happen without asking, the fleet... is not just for show.
The fleet came here not just to let them admire the majestic appearance of the ironclad ships.
These steel machines may turn into erupting volcanoes at any time, razing the city of Los Angeles to the ground in an angry explosion!
(End of this chapter)
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