Night fell. At this time, the major cities in the United States had begun to implement military control. Every once in a while, there would be patrols passing through the streets. Anyone who went out at night would be immediately arrested by the army.
This was especially true at the port of Washington, where entry and exit were strictly checked. No matter who they were, as long as they approached the port, they would be questioned. Of course, the official statement of the United States was' Strictly investigate Chinese spies'. There were some notices posted on the walls of the city and the port, which read 'Capture XX Chinese spies, execution after court martial investigation'.
But William? Hessian didn't care. Mercenaries were a group of people who lived on the edge of a knife. Threats were useless against them. Although the mercenaries were not fans of human rights, they had never been upholders of law and order. It was the same place where the mercenaries usually appeared. Hessian ignored the local laws. He brought the German immigrant back to the mercenary camp and handed him over to the mercenary leader in charge of negotiations.
Soldiers must be organized and disciplined, and organization and discipline meant professionalism. Like William? The leader in charge of the negotiations had to receive the people that Hessian had brought. While the leader in charge of the negotiations was negotiating, William Not even Hazel could interrupt. What the German immigrant said was the same as what he had said before. With an excited expression and an urgent tone, he expressed his hope to be able to board a ship from Washington back to Germany.
William? Hessian, who was sitting near the window of the room where they were talking, was looking out. He couldn't see clearly in the dark, and it was William? According to Hessian's observations during the day, the people on the streets of the United States were either rookies who only knew how to obey their country, or they were excited and fearless when they put on their military uniforms. The other group was those who couldn't shake off their fear and pretended to be fierce. William? Hessian saw the people on the streets of Washington madly chasing and beating up black people who appeared on the streets, or gathering in front of the houses of American companies or individuals who had previously cooperated with the Chinese, cursing and swearing.
No German was born to be a famous Hessian mercenary. In the process of becoming a qualified mercenary, Wilhelm Eisenhower was a famous mercenary. Hessian had seen a lot of human nature, and he had gradually overcome it through life, training, and combat. As for the Americans he saw, William the Mercenary, William the Mercenary, didn't care. Hessian's evaluation was' unreliable '.
"We don't want dollars." The head of the German mercenary group calmly said, "Kid, a ticket for one person costs five pounds. If you can't come up with a pound, come up with something worth five pounds. It doesn't matter if it's gold, silver, or gems, as long as you take out something that's worth that much, I'll let you board. "
"Five pounds? The young German's voice seemed to be stuck in his throat. In this era, Britain was on the gold standard. Every pound contained 7.32238 grams of pure gold, so five pounds was about 36 grams of pure gold. For ordinary people, this was a huge sum of money. The German youth was in complete despair. He murmured, "But I … I really can't get any pounds. I don't have that much money. "
"If you can't get that much money, please leave. We only serve the rich." The leader of the mercenary group who was in charge of the negotiation stood up and left. Hessian gestured with his head.
William? Hazen stood up and walked over. He was the one who had provoked this person, so he had the obligation to clean up this matter. The young man was looking at William? Hazen hurriedly got up and grabbed William. Hazen's arm pleaded, "Big brother, please help me talk to your leader. I really don't have that much money. I only have dollars. I only have dollars in my hand. "
Even though it was a bit chaotic, the German youth still obediently followed William. Hazen's lead and obediently left the mercenary station. William? Hazen led the youth to the street corner and then said to the youth, "It's curfew now. Be careful and go home quickly."
"But how do I leave America?" The German youth was at a loss.
"From here to the north is Canada. If you really want to leave America, go to Canada. It's a British colony there. There are ships back to Europe. Find a job and work for the locals. You should be able to earn a ticket for the ship. " William Hazen pointed out a way for the young man and turned to leave. He had a sense of superiority in his heart. Mercenaries were generally regarded as rough and fierce people by the outside world, but that was not the case. Living a life of blood was not because these people loved to kill, but because they had no choice. Driven by fate, there was no lack of capable and knowledgeable fellows who joined the Hessian Mercenary Group. The addition of these fellows also caused the mercenary group to undergo great changes. At the very least, the Hessian mercenaries who were willing to learn were very familiar with the world's geography.
William? Hessian himself knew two mercenaries who were determined to travel to China if they had the chance. The reason for their ambition was very simple. These two fellows, who had no choice but to devote themselves to the mercenary industry to earn money because of their family debts, were actually quite determined to become geographers. Since they couldn't be geographers, they hoped to be able to travel the world and become travelers. Like William? Hessian's own wish was to become a farmer who cultivated rye and brewed rye beer and rye whiskey. Thinking of his own ideals, William F. Hesse couldn't help but sigh. No matter how he looked at it, it was impossible to realize such an ideal in Germany. It wasn't just a matter of money. The privileged class in Germany were the Junkers. For ordinary people, they could not fulfill their dreams under the pressure of the tax collectors.
After spending two days in America, William F. William Hessian received an order from the head of the mercenary group, and the troops boarded the train and set off. On the train, the accompanying American officials told the mercenaries that their mission was to help train the militia, at least to make the militia's organizational level reach the level of a mercenary group.
William? Hessian secretly mocked these officials in his heart. They really didn't know shit. The Hessian Mercenary Group was an armed force with a long history. The only difference between this military organization and the regular armies of various countries was heavy weapons. Relying on rifles and some light weapons to achieve their goals, the Hessian Mercenary Group's combat ability was not inferior to the regular armies of many countries.
The ridicule towards the Americans only lasted for a day. When William Hessian discovered that the train was still running west for a day, he had to admit that the United States was really a country that far exceeded his imagination. Of course, he also missed the confiscated porn books. The detailed but not explicit description and the clever plot could really ease the tension in his mind.
After running for two days, the train finally passed through the cool mountain area. As the plains appeared, the temperature quickly rose. William Hessian felt that the temperature was really unbearable. The temperature in the mercenary group was really unbearable. The mercenary group's surveyors fiddled with the thermometer they carried. William Hessian casually asked, "How hot is it exactly?"
The surveyor replied with dissatisfaction, "The lowest temperature yesterday was 27 degrees." William Hessian didn't understand. The surveyor continued, "In our northern headquarters in Germany, the highest temperature in the summer rarely reaches 33 degrees. Usually, it's around 27 to 29 degrees. The temperature in the train is even higher, so I can't tell you how hot it is outside. "
William Hessian? Hessian roughly understood that the temperature wasn't right wasn't because he was spoiled. The lowest temperature in the United States was the same as the highest temperature in Germany, so there really was a problem with the temperature.
William Hessian? Hessian didn't know how long he would have to suffer in this heat. Suddenly, the train stopped. Not only did the train stop, but the mercenary group also received an order to get off the train and stand guard. William Hessian? The small group that Hessian was in was ordered to scout ahead. After following the group for more than a kilometer, he discovered that nearly two kilometers of tracks had been torn off the railway. These tracks and sleepers had been dragged together and had been burned by a raging fire. When the heat was at its peak, a large amount of cold water had been poured over it. So the tracks were still there, but they were completely twisted and unusable. The sleepers also couldn't be used.
William Hessian? Hessian squatted down. There were many large wheel marks on the ground. Different from ordinary wheel marks, these wide wheel marks had symmetrical patterns on them. "What the hell is this?" William Hessian muttered to himself. Hessian didn't understand.
When the leader beside him heard this question, he casually replied, "It's probably to increase friction. The wheels of cars in various countries are now using these designs copied from China."
William Hessian? Hessian stood up. He had never sat in a car before, so he didn't pay attention to the details of the wheels. In his mind, the people who sat in cars were all rich and powerful people. Of course, there was also a car that was very simple. It had three wheels, no shock absorbers, and no exquisite outer shell. The person sat in a simple seat. The engine that outsiders could see was connected to the wheels by a belt, and the brakes were manually operated. This thing used to be very popular, and now it was the choice of many people. However, this thing was nicknamed the 'three-wheeled buggy,' because as long as the road was uneven, the person sitting in this kind of car would jump due to the vibration. But on the battlefield, there were too many tire tracks left behind by the wheels. Hessian couldn't think of how many Chinese cars had passed through here.
In addition to removing the rails and sleepers, the Chinese also greatly damaged the roadbed. There were four to five large pits that were four to five meters deep and more than ten meters in diameter. Not only did they destroy the roadbed, but they also destroyed the structure of the ground. Hessian's mercenaries also talked about destroying the railway. This kind of destruction was in the category of 'complete destruction.' It would probably take more than ten days to repair this place. If they simply filled in the soil, it wouldn't take long for the place to start sinking. Even if there were no trains passing through, just rain or snow would cause this place to sink. William? Hessian had listened to the lessons, but this was the first time he saw a real case.
Looking at the endless plains, William Hessian was very worried. Hessian was very worried. Would the mercenary group choose to travel on foot? Germany also had plains, but that kind of plain was very different from the one he could see now. Germany's plains were the kind where one could always see signs of human habitation as far as the eye could see. In fact, with the population of Germany, how could there be an uninhabited plain?
However, the American plains in front of him were different. As far as the eye could see, apart from the railroad tracks, there were no traces of human habitation. There were no farmhouses, no livestock, no planted trees, and not even smoke could be seen. The horizon was completely desolate. Only wild grass and natural trees stood tall in the hot August summer wind. The only non-human sound was the cicadas' chirping. Because it was too hot, the cicadas' chirping seemed a little dull.
William? Hessian felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. If they continued to move forward, where would they go? An even more barren world?
It could be seen that the other mercenaries weren't in high spirits, and the leader of the mercenaries was talking to the American officials. After a while, it seemed that the American official finally chose to give in. He stood there with a disappointed face, looking very unhappy. But at this moment, the mercenary leader's gaze turned sluggish. He stood motionless on the spot and stared ahead.
The mercenaries were puzzled and looked in the direction of the leader. Then, they saw a strange scene that they had never seen in Germany before. In the distance, there was a yellow thing rising into the sky. Looking at its shape, it looked like a translucent yellow funnel. This translucent yellow hole spun and twisted in the air. And in the hole, there were small black spots that spun quickly. There were also small black spots rising from below.
Compared to the small black spots, the translucent yellow became thicker and thicker. Finally, a yellow thing that spun rapidly appeared. "Tornado! Me! Finally, I see a tornado. "At William Butler The surveyor beside Hazel exclaimed excitedly. His voice was filled with warmth and satisfaction.
William? Hessian had seen pictures of such tornadoes in school. Compared to the static pictures, the real tornadoes were much more vivid and lifelike. They were much more slender than the gigantic, thick, and violent white pillars in the pictures. And the light movement was even more surprising. But this kind of exclamation didn't last long. Soon, yellow dust appeared at the edge of the plains. This kind of dust rushed over at an astonishing speed.
"Quick! Get back into the train! Get back into the train! "After all, the American officer was experienced. He took the lead and shouted.
The Hessian mercenaries who knew English immediately shouted in German. A group of people rushed to the train at an extremely high speed. However, the surveyor was still looking at the tornado with joy and didn't notice the approaching storm. William at the surveyor's side? Hessian grabbed the surveyor and ran to the carriage.
There weren't many carriage doors, but the mercenaries were very agile. They quickly entered the carriage. Although the temperature inside was very high, everyone quickly pulled down the glass windows. Not long after he was done, the yellow storm rushed over. At this time, there was no longer a clear sky. All they could see was the sand flying outside the window, hitting the thick window glass and making pitter-patter sounds.
Some of the glass windows had holes, and the mercenaries could only use their clothes to temporarily block them. Even so, the air began to have a strong earthy smell. This smell made the Germans who were used to Germany's humid climate frown. And when the wind outside passed by the train, it let out a sharp howl like a wolf, reminding people of the winter wind.
Just as everyone began to endure the sandstorm, a loud bang came from the top of the carriage. Everyone didn't know what was going on. This was the sound of something heavy hitting the roof. Could the wind be strong enough to blow up a big stone? The mercenaries couldn't imagine it at all.
"This is probably not a storm, but the heavy objects that were swept up by the tornado. Because the tornado is beginning to weaken, they fell. Haha! " The surveyor's emotions didn't seem to have fully recovered. His voice was full of a kind of terrifying throbbing. "Haha, I really want to stand in the tornado and let the tornado fly me into the sky."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of heavy objects hitting the train could be heard from outside. And the sound of wood shattering followed. It seemed that the heavy objects falling from the sky had smashed the wood used to make the carriage.
"Hey!" William Hessie grabbed the surveyor's collar and shouted in horror, "Will we continue to be hit like this?"
"With this kind of falling, it must be a lot of heavy objects falling on our heads like rain! Ha! Haha! Hahahaha! "After the surveyor finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh. He looked completely abnormal.
No matter how abnormal the surveyor's behavior was, William Hessie asked in a very normal manner. Amidst the whistling wind, William Hessie asked very normally, "What should we do?"
"Hurry up and drive away!" The surveyor's answer was also very normal. It was obvious that although he was very excited, he didn't go crazy.
When the mercenary leader heard this, he didn't say anything else and went straight to the front of the train. This was a very good idea. Now they only needed to move the position of the carriage and get out of the range of the heavy objects falling from the sky. Just as he walked a few meters away, the 'thud' thud 'thud' thud 'thud' became more frequent, and the sound of the wood on the roof breaking also became louder. Then, with a loud sound of glass shattering, a strong gust of wind rushed in through the broken glass window.
The mercenary leader turned around and immediately shouted nervously, "Who's hurt?"
William? Hessian took a closer look and saw a large amount of black blood stains on the seat near the broken window. It was a very frightening sight. Then, he heard someone shout in a panicked voice, "It's not who's hurt, it's … it's a human head that smashed in from outside!"
Although this voice couldn't be heard clearly in the wind, the fear that came from the bottom of the heart could be clearly felt. And William? Hessie only felt that this was too ridiculous. The tornado blew up a human head? Could it be that the thud outside was the sound of a human head falling on the ground?
At this moment, another window was smashed. This time, there was an injured person. A mercenary's arm was cut by the flying broken glass. Although it wasn't deep and wasn't fatal, blood was still flowing out, giving everyone a shock.
Therefore, in the midst of panic, everyone didn't know what to do. Until the mercenary leader ran to the front of the train and asked the driver to start the train. Only then did everyone feel relieved. But this kind of storm came and went quickly. Before the driver could start the train, the wind outside seemed to have weakened. When the train started, the sky also seemed to have brightened. When the mercenary leader returned to the carriage, the thick black clouds and the strong wind carrying the yellow sand passed over the carriage and left.
Just when everyone thought that all this terrifying situation had ended and everyone could return to safety, they heard the sound of something heavy falling outside. The mercenaries looked out and saw many things falling from the sky. Because of the surveyor's words, everyone started to believe that it was something that had fallen from the sky by the tornado.
Soon, someone couldn't help but gasp. William? Hessie carefully looked outside. He discovered that the things that had fallen on the ground seemed to be broken human bodies. There were arms, legs, heads, and even broken bodies without heads. He rubbed his eyes hard. William? Hessie felt that he had seen wrongly. How could there be so many human remains falling from the sky like a torrential rain? Could it be that he was having a nightmare?
But as more and more things fell, the human remains on the ground piled up. But Hessie still couldn't wake up from the nightmare. He forcefully pinched his thigh. William? Hessie gasped because he felt pain.
"Oh my God! God! "There were already many black mercenaries who were carrying crosses and praying.
After ten minutes, the falling remains finally stopped. More than a quarter of the mercenaries knelt on the carriage and prayed non-stop. This kind of thing was unheard of. It felt like the end of the world.
"Come, let's go take a look," the mercenary leader shouted.
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