America 1881: Legend of the West

Chen Jianqiu's trip to Chile this time was obviously not to treat guests to dinner on behalf of the US government.

He only represents individuals.

From a personal perspective, he has his own way of dealing with these things.

More than two hundred Chinese soldiers in Roswell received orders to prepare for departure.

In the military factory, they also began to work overtime to produce the Maxim machine gun and its bullets.

If these people showed up at the port of San Francisco fully armed, California would probably issue a mobilization order that day.

Therefore, Chen Jianqiu decided to meet Lemantour.

After actually taking control of Juarez, Chen Jianqiu has never broken contact with the popular man in front of Dias.

Construction is already underway on a railroad from Roswell to El Paso, or to Juárez.

In order for Díaz to regain the throne of the Mexican President, Lemantour also frequently traveled between Mexico and the United States to obtain the support of the U.S. Federation.

Therefore, others pass through Juárez from time to time.

In Juarez, the former Prego family mansion, Chen Jianqiu met Le Mantour.

"This house is really nice." Lemantour was sitting on a chair in the living room, drinking coffee and looking up and down at this magnificent mansion.

"This originally belonged to the Prego family." Chen Jianqiu said bluntly, "A family with a long history."

He sighed and said with "regret": "I originally planned to hand this house back to them, but unfortunately, the people from the Crocodile Gang were too cruel and I couldn't do it."

After the previous owner was sacked, this mansion became a "palace" prepared by Chen Jianqiu in Juarez for people like Le Mantour.

The original decoration and furniture were restored by him according to their original appearance.

"Mr. Lemantour, I need a steam transport ship that can carry a crew of more than 500 people, horses, and cargo of a corresponding weight. Of course, I will pay the corresponding fees."

"I also need a port that allows me to travel freely, on the west coast."

Chen Jianqiu directly explained the purpose of meeting him this time.

Lemantour was startled.

Normally, if you are transporting goods out, it should be from the port of Veracruz on the east coast, and then across the Atlantic to Europe.

West Coast? never heard of that.

What's more, he's talking about a personnel and horse transport ship. What does this man want to do?

"We can provide a port, but we really don't have a ship."

Lemantour told the truth.

It is indeed a bit embarrassing to mention this.

The Mexican government at this time had a navy, but that was only on paper.

There is no boat.

Marines in name only.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just transporting some people and goods to Chile. The mines there need people." Chen Jianqiu said.

"Not really."

The more Lemantour talked, the more he felt sad.

The motherland is weak!

"Okay, I'll figure it out myself for the ship." Chen Jianqiu took a step back, "But you have to hurry up and put the port in place for me."

"Then wait until I return to New Mexico City, and I will think of a solution for you." Leman Tur talked about him.

"Sir, I think you like this house quite a lot, don't you?" Chen Jianqiu replied casually.

A land deed was pushed in front of Lemantour.

"How about you go to the Port of Ensenada? A friend of mine who is a shipping company in the United States has an unnamed ship there that meets your requirements."

Lemantour smiled, and so did Chen Jianqiu.

This leader of Mexico's "Scientific School" has his own rules for doing things.

Business matters should be handled publicly, and private matters should be handled privately.

A month later, a steamship set sail from the port of Ensenada on the edge of the desert.

The ship was loaded with more than two hundred Chinese soldiers, ten Maxim heavy machine guns, countless bullets, and some gold.

They sailed south along the coast of Mexico.

Within a month, the ship sighted the coast of South America.

"Have you often taken this route before?" Chen Jianqiu, standing on the bow of the ship, asked the captain beside him.

The captain was a bearded American named Ricky Davis.

He had a pleasant chat with Chen Jianqiu along the way, but it was mostly about insignificant things.

At that time, the Panama Canal had not yet been built, and those who took the West Coast route and did not go directly to California were mostly related to saltpeter smuggling.

And someone who can lead more than two hundred fully armed soldiers around is not a kind person.

Therefore, both of them understood each other tacitly and did not say much.

"Yes, keep walking this line." The captain said, looking at the harbor in the distance and the seabirds flying in the sky.

"Smuggled saltpeter, right?" Chen Jian Qiushi said in shock.

If it were anyone else, the captain would either refuse to admit it or turn his back on him.

However, facing the more than 200 soldiers on the ship, he still had to think carefully.

What's more, this person gave a lot.

Captain Davis still didn't admit it directly, he just smiled.

"Go north from Ensenada, then cross the border near Tijuana and enter California?" Chen Jianqiu seemed to be asking the captain, but also asking himself.

The captain still didn't reply.

"You also want to get some saltpeter this time. How about you help me transport some saltpeter in the future?" Chen Jianqiu joked.

"Give us money and we'll transport anything." the captain said meaningfully.

"Hey, what do you think of leaving Juarez?" Chen Jianqiu turned his head and asked.

"The road from Ensenada to Juarez is difficult, and it is not as convenient as entering California directly." The captain replied without thinking.

Chen Jianqiu glanced at the captain.

It seems like this guy is too lazy to pretend.

"What do you think about building a railway from Ensenada to Juarez?" Chen Jianqiu continued his idea.

"That's fine." The captain nodded, "But the railway company is not owned by your family. It can be repaired wherever it says it will be repaired."

"What if it gets repaired next year?"

"Hey, how about we make a bet. If it is repaired next year, I will transport saltpeter for you for free for a year! If you lose, how about you come to my ship and be a crew member for a year?" Captain James shouted at Chen Jianqiu. A smile.

This young man is really young and loves fantasy.

"Okay." Chen Jianqiu agreed, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

The captain turned around and walked toward the cabin.

His voice floated over.

"Mr. Chen, the ship is almost docked. The port of Iquique is ahead. You and your people can prepare to disembark."

Chen Jianqiu took out the binoculars from his bag and looked at the port in the distance.

From a distance, the port does not appear to have been affected much by the fighting.

There are not too many or too few ships docked in the port. There are steamships like them, and there are also wooden sailing ships with sails hung high.

Seen from a distance, their masts appear to be connected to the city in rows and rows.

The ship gradually approached the dock.

The sound of the steam whistle and the noise on the dock all reached Chen Jianqiu's ears.

Among them, some familiar words lit up the hearts of Chen Jianqiu and others on the boat.

There are three great joys in life:

Meeting old acquaintances in a foreign land; night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, when names are named on the gold medal list.

Now, what makes them feel more friendly are the yellow-skinned faces on the pier opposite.