Chapter 925: Breaking Into Berlin City Palace Alone

Zhao Chuanxin lowered his head and looked at Julianna's hair: "Look at you, you have to keep this beautiful hairstyle."

Zhao Chuanxin said, pushing away the screaming German diplomat and preparing to walk out.

After taking two steps, he suddenly turned around and came back.

The German diplomat was so frightened that he covered his mouth, but Zhao Chuanxin ignored him and took the painting from Wilhelmina's hand: "I'll keep it."

Holding the child in his arms, he carried the painting and walked outside.

There was silence in the room.

Jane Simscock wiped the sweat from her forehead and asked Wilhelmina: "Isn't he trying to do something extreme?"

"This..." Wilhelmina was unsure: "His temper has always been bad, because Juliana has restrained himself a lot here, except for his friends and family."

The foreign minister went over to support the German diplomat: "Don't worry about anything else. Let's find a doctor to look at his fingers first. God, this is too scary."

When they took the German diplomat to the hospital, several people murmured about what to do next.

The Foreign Secretary and the Secretary of State for International Development and the Secretary of State for Europe gathered together and muttered.

"How about an apology to Germany?"

"Why are you apologizing? Zhao Chuanxin is not Dutch. What position do we stand on?"

Everyone secretly glanced at Wilhelmina. Could it be that she was talking about Mr. Wang? Obviously not.

"By the way, Zhao Chuanxin said that he would hand over himself to Germany. What does this mean?"

When Wilhelmina heard this, she remembered Zhao Chuanxin's promise to Juliana. He said that he would give his daughter whatever she wanted.

Juliana said: Dad, beat the emperor.

Zhao Chuanxin said: OK.

Wilhelmina stood up suddenly: "Oops."

Jane Simscock asked: "What's wrong?"

Wilhelmina said: "The German Kaiser is in trouble."

Everyone turned pale with fright: "No way? Is he crazy? This matter won't involve us, right?"

Jane Simscock said anxiously: "Quickly stop him, quick..."

They guessed correctly, but too late.

When they arrived at Fort Noorden, Margot, who was holding Juliana who was looking for her father, said: "He just handed Juliana to me and left, saying it would take a few days to come back."

Wilhelmina stamped her foot: "Oops, when he left, did he bring any weapons or anything else?"

"That's not true. By the way, he changed a set of clothes. I saw him changing clothes with my own eyes."

"..."

Juliana put her hand into her mouth and said hesitantly: "Father, go beat the emperor!"

Wilhelmina lightly slapped Juliana's little butt: "It's all your nonsense."

Then he glanced at Margot suspiciously - why do you want to watch him change clothes?

…

Zhao Chuanxuan teleported back to his room at the Cool House Hotel.

After releasing the black puppet craftsmen and puppet slaves, Zhao Chuanxin installed new vehicles for his subordinates.

Xingyue said: "You name the new vehicle."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "Why don't you name it."

"The most critical material for making it is sound-absorbing cold iron. The adventure in the mine is related to a boy's dream of becoming a ranger. Why not call it Ranger Generation I?"

Zhao Chuanxin understood: "You mean, there is still room for optimization, and there will be a Ranger II generation in the future?"

Xingyue said: "Do you think the four-month-old pancake-sized wheels on the chassis can support it over the mountains? We need wide rubber tires and reliable shock absorption. When everything is ready, the sealed cabin will be lightened by soft gold. The weight absorbs energy during a collision, preventing the steel from crushing you and causing the car to be destroyed.”

Zhao Chuanxin helped Xingyue assemble the first generation of rangers, went to the woods north of The Hague, and released the first generation of rangers. When he sat in, he understood Xingyue's thoughts.

The first-generation Ranger all-terrain motorcycle can ride up to two people, but not fat people.

The body is fully enclosed and streamlined, looking like a smooth dolphin. Two energy gems are installed inside, which mainly provide door opening and ventilation hole opening and closing, as well as side and top weapon bay pop-up, stowage and launch.

The engine is the original Misty Traveler engine, with Zhao Chuanxin's old sacred fire as the energy source.

When Zhao Chuanxin rode up, Xingyue explained the operating system to him.

The handle controls the turning, and the left-hand button controls the activation of all the front spray holes and exceeds the output of the rear spray holes to achieve the forward wall leap effect. The button on the right hand side can be moved left and right, which is mainly used for control during inclined curves and camber driving. It can control the direction of the rear injection hole to a certain extent, which is equivalent to steering front and rear at the same time.

Because it is fully enclosed and there is no windshield in front, Zhao Chuanxin can only judge the outside situation through the picture provided by the stars and moon on the True Vision Crystal. However, Zhao Chuanxin feels that the display effect is better than what he can see with his own eyes because it is a 360-degree environment. film.

Xingyue said: "You can try to output firepower, but be careful..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Chuanxin had already increased his output.

He knew that the current generation of Rangers was much heavier than the original Misty Traveler, so he gave it three times the firepower.

Whoosh...

"Tuck your legs!" Xingyue shouted.

Zhao Chuanxin quickly closed his legs.

If you close it slowly, you might hit a tree and break your leg, injuring yourself before you can escape.

The lift door closes and the wind noise stops.

Zhao Chuanxin drove a generation of rangers directly into the rough sea.

Xingyue said: "The first-generation Ranger is poorly manufactured and does not have a temperature control system. You can only heat it manually."

Zhao Chuanxin used the Old God's Crucible Brand to add a few degrees of temperature to the space. He raised his head and a generation of rangers flew up against a wave.

boom……

The land hit the sea hard and bounced up.

Xingyue said: "You see, this means that you can't go on too steep mountain roads when driving the Ranger. Otherwise, your body may not be able to withstand such a degree of bumps, or the Ranger will fall apart."

Zhao Chuanxin ran forty kilometers and started to circle north, first reducing the output. Because the First Generation Ranger was much heavier than the Misty Traveler, he found that he could actually drive at low speeds.

It was impossible to trample on the Misty Traveler, and it seemed like he was about to fly when he started.

Zhao Chuanxin increased the firepower output, three times, four times, five times... When the output reached six times, the speed displayed on the screen by Xingyue had reached 567km/h.

This has far exceeded the limit of Zhao Chuanxin stepping on the Misty Traveler.

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "Can I still speed up?"

"It's best not to. I'm not sure if you can withstand a load of 6 G when turning."

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled: "If I faint, remember to drag me out so that I don't drown in the sea."

After saying that, he accelerated again and turned slightly.

He held the handle tightly with both hands.

The speed reached 649km/h.

Passengers on a nearby ship bound for Norway only saw broken waves and silver shadows, and a generation of rangers disappeared before their eyes.

Zhao Chuanxin opened his mouth slightly, felt it and began to slow down: "I don't feel much. Maybe reaching a load of 10 G will make me physically uncomfortable."

The top speed is just now, almost as fast as 200 meters/second.

It literally disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Chuanxin lowered the speed to about 500km/h, maintained this speed and cut through the waves, and arrived in Cuxhaven, Germany, in less than an hour.

When driving a first-generation Ranger, the camber cannot be like that of a motorcycle. The car tilts to the high point of the slope, and the driver tilts to the lower side. This is impossible because of the fully enclosed cabin. Zhao Chuanxin must tilt with the car and control the rear at the same time. In the direction of the jet port, it drifts exaggeratedly on the sea surface, causing the sea water to rise very high.

In this way, he sailed towards the inland waterway, drove along the inland river, flexibly passed through the many inland river freighters, and arrived in Hamburg in fifteen minutes.

"Look, what's in the river?"

People on the shore were shouting.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his middle finger at them in the car - a rare and strange group of underlings.

The next stretch of the Labei River narrowed and meandered, and it was time to hone Zhao Chuanxin's skills.

He didn't dare to drive too fast, so he first drove at a low speed of 150km/h.

This river is so vast that it is thousands of kilometers long.

The width up to this point is at least sixty meters, not too narrow.

But when there are boats on the river, Zhao Chuanxin must carefully avoid other boats, and he cannot act as recklessly as he does on the sea.

After riding for half an hour, the river narrowed again.

But Zhao Chuanxin accelerated instead. Firstly, there were fewer boats, and secondly, because of the precise driving feeling, he even had time to take into account the scenery on both sides of the rock and soil.

It must be admitted that Germany develops and utilizes land very well. Outside the sparse woods on the river banks are acres of farmland and villages.

The Labei River was sometimes wide and sometimes narrow. Ten minutes later Zhao Chuanxuan arrived at Sitsiaq, and another three minutes passed through Damnac after taking three big turns.

The advantage of the Ethereal Traveler engine is that it is not affected by adverse currents like a ship.

Zhao Chuanxin went upstream without slowing down.

Because it did not touch the water during actual driving.

Half an hour later, Xingyue finally reminded: "Ahead is the confluence of the Labei River and the Havel River. We merge into the Havel River."

The terrain is not complicated, but the surrounding reference objects really throw the brain of a human like Zhao Chuanxin into confusion. They all look similar at a glance.

Not far away, the Haver River forked, and Zhao Chuanxin followed the instructions of the stars and the moon and merged into the Doser River.

Starting from the Doser River, we walk through the planned grazing pastures, passing through farmland, degraded sandy land, rivers, farmland, pastures, rivers...

From Grunberg to Frissac to Michelenberg…

When Zhao Chuanxin almost thought they had lost their way, Xingyue said to him: "We have arrived at the suburbs of Berlin."

Then Zhao Chuanxin returned to Havel River.

It only took more than forty minutes to walk from the confluence of the Havel River and the Labei River, but the winding route stretched Zhao Chuanxin's perception and made him feel that he had walked a long time.

Xingyue said: "After walking through it once, I can plan a more scientific route for you next time."

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "Forget it."

Along the way, he saw stretches of flat farmland, crystal clear lakes, snow-white salt mountains, huge bridges between mountains, uncultivated woods and some weird stone groups.

The scenery can't be said to be bad, and the city can't be said to be lively, but Zhao Chuanxin can't get excited.

Berlin's rivers extend in all directions. Zhao Chuanxin merges from the Havel River into the Spree River and travels eastward along the river. There are gradually more Baroque luxury style palaces on both sides of the river.

Zhao Chuanxin knew that he was about to arrive in the city center.

Sure enough, when Zhao Chuanxin saw the Poseidon Fountain in front of the Berlin City Palace, Xingyue reminded: "Here we are, as far as I know, William II lives here."

There were soldiers guarding the place where Zhao Chuanxin came ashore. They had already seen the strange-looking vehicle in the river. As they stretched their necks to look, Zhao Chuanxin jumped out of a ranger, put it away and jumped towards the pier, with the help of Xingyue.

This is the emperor's palace. There are no reinforced concrete fortresses or impregnable fortresses. There are only soldiers wearing pointed helmets with khaki helmet hoods, wearing field gray and gold buttons, stretching their necks like silly geese.

They pulled their pants with red piping and held their helmets with their hands. The Brandenburg cuffs were a bit exaggerated and gorgeous, but the white collar badges were very clean.

When Zhao Chuanxin jumped onto the shore, they woke up from their dreams: "Who are you?"

"I'm your father." Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and slapped him.

Pah...

The guard infantryman was slapped into the river by Zhao Chuanxin. This man was obviously not good at swimming. In addition to the cold weather, he choked on a few mouthfuls of water before calling for help.

The rest of the guard infantrymen were horrified, some drew their swords, and some drew their guns.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the helmet strap of a guard infantryman, pulled him down and bent over, and kneed him.

Bang...

The man's head was buzzing.

Zhao Chuanxin drew out his saber, and with a move of Bodhidharma crossing the river, he pierced the throat of the soldier behind him.

In the distance, the Royal Guards Cavalry, wearing a Ulanka top with a colorful collar patch and a big cap, rushed over on horseback, screaming and pulling out the guns at their waists.

Zhao Chuanxin touched his lower back, pulled out a flying knife and threw it.

Swish...

The Royal Guards Cavalry officer fell off his horse, holding his neck.

Zhao Chuanxin pushed the Royal Guards infantry forward on the chest, and drew out another flying knife to throw.

Whoosh.

"Uh..."

The cavalry with the Mauser M1898 bayonet rushed over, trying to bypass their own people and kill Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin was at ease, holding up the hem of his suit, and the flying knife swung.

Swish, swish!

The cavalry was hit in the chest and abdomen, with two horrifying cuts. I'm afraid that his internal organs and intestines were cut open, and he screamed and fell off his horse.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the Mauser M1898 from the air, and caught it before it hit the ground.

He elbowed the held infantryman with his left elbow, and his head fell back and he fainted.

Zhao Chuanxin blocked the enemy's attack with his gun and bayonet, and kicked him in the heart.

Bang.

The man flew backwards.

"Click" loaded the gun.

Zhao Chuanxin fired.

Bang.

Superb!

Zhao Chuanxin put away the gun.

He put on the sound-absorbing cold iron Lugang M1907, which is now the leading actress, and walked towards the gate of the Berlin City Palace with it hanging at his waist.

There happened to be two guards rushing out. Zhao Chuanxin turned his wrist up, elbow back, at a 45-degree angle, and the oil-root gunpowder made the 9×19 Parabellum bullet, with a muzzle velocity far greater than 350m/s, and even more powerful than .357 Magnum.

Fortunately, the barrel was long enough, with a silencer, and Zhao Chuanxin's strength was far beyond that of ordinary people, so he could suppress the muzzle.

Puff!

After two extremely weak noises that were not even farted, two people were hit by a bullet in the chest.

Unfortunately, the hit point was the heart, and the misfortune was that the hearts of both people were not far away.

Near the gate of Berlin City Palace, Zhao Chuanxin, wearing glasses, hid by the door with an expressionless face, waiting for the other two guards to rush out.

Puff, puff.

Two people were shot in the head.

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigar, and walked in without even wearing soft gold armor.

How could a man who had seen the Milky Way take a star to heart?

Within a hundred meters, Xingyue is as steady as an old dog; within five hundred meters, Xingyue is accurate and steady.

Zhao Chuanxin paced in the hall, watching the crowd fleeing in all directions. This palace is large enough and there are many places to hide.

Ordinary people, Zhao Chuanxin didn't care.

But an old guy tried to touch the mirror box on his waist. Zhao Chuanxin flashed in front of him, grabbed his hair and put the gun to his throat.

Puff!

The old guy fell to the ground.

On the glasses, there is a team of eight people trying to fight in a group.

Zhao Chuanxin tilted the remaining bullets at the stairs, slid down the magazine and replaced it with a new one, but put away the Lugang M1907, took out the war bow, held the bow with his left hand, and controlled the string with his left hand, so that he could get rid of the ugly and unsightly bow-drawing action of the Qing bow.

He stood quietly, and when the opponent thought he was out of bullets and food and slightly showed his head, a burst arrow was instantly fired.

Before the Qing army entered the pass, due to material limitations, only heavy bows could be made.

The Qing bow was called a javelin launcher.

The way to fight is-walk close to the front and shoot at the face.

A heavy arrow nailed the enemy to the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin had seen the real thing in the Shenyang Palace Museum, and later he even had a war bow with super poundage.

But this war bow is different from the bows used by the Manchus in the early Qing Dynasty. At least the range is far enough, and there is no need to walk close to the face to shoot.

Boom...

Eight people died and were injured.

Zhao Chuanxin, the master of all weapons, walked upstairs.

He grabbed a soldier by the collar at the corner of the stairs: "Where is William II?"

The soldier was vomiting blood due to internal injuries.

Zhao Chuanxin had no choice but to let him go, and the soldier collapsed on the ground.

Just as he went up the stairs, a man came out from the corner.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the other's wrist and hit his throat with his right hammer.

Crack.

The hyoid bone was broken.

Apparently, the blood vessels in the man's neck were damaged and he immediately had internal bleeding.

Zhao Chuanxin pressed his head against the wall.

Bang.

He fell to the ground.

The gate of the Berlin City Palace faces southwest. Going up to the second floor, Zhao Chuanxin walked towards the northwest corridor.

He saw someone in the third room holding a rifle and waiting at the door.

So when he walked outside the room, he took out the Winchester M1897 and fired at the door at an angle.

Boom!

The door shattered.

Bang, bang.

The person in the room pulled the bolt very quickly and fired two shots very quickly.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the Xingyue M1908 grenade, pulled the bolt and counted to two seconds before throwing it in.

Boom.

Then he continued to walk forward without even looking.

But what he saw outside the Berlin City Palace was different.

The window was shattered, glass shards flew, a puff of smoke came out of the window, and a stump of a hand fell on the ground outside, with the fingers hooked.

At the corner of the corridor, Zhao Chuanxin grabbed a palace servant.

Zhao Chuanxin asked in the German language that Xingyue taught him: "Where is William II?"

The servant was terrified, his face was pale, and he shuddered three times: "Yes, usually on the third floor."

"Point it."

The servant did not dare to resist and pointed upward.

Zhao Chuanxin let her go and turned to go upstairs.

Sure enough, in the room on the third floor that the servant pointed to, there were two guards holding the door, and Xingyue found that there was a woman in her forties or fifties inside.

Zhao Chuanxin slowed down his pace and fired two shots when he approached the door.

After hearing the sound of falling to the ground, he pushed the door open and walked in.

August Victoria moved back in fear: "Don't come over..."

Zhao Chuanxin held a cigar in his mouth and grinned: "William II asked me to come. Among all the emperors in the world, his request is the most peculiar."