The gunfire was as dense as a torrential rain, the bayonets were shining like a jungle, and the indigenous monkeys at the entrance of Lotte Bank were suddenly slaughtered, and when Tian Lin and Niu Jincai rushed into the hall, they found that the originally lively trading hall was now full of corpses.

"Where is the president, where is the president sent by Old Fan?" Tian Lin shouted.

"Dead...... Our president was hacked to death by thugs......" The bank clerk with a blood-stained bayonet pointed to the dead body in the corner.

"What about the gold? who is in charge of the keys to the vault? Open the vault at once and sink the gold into the sea, and it will be too late...... The Russians will be on the pier in no time......"

The bank clerks had no choice but to find two different keys from the president and the big cashier, and matched them to open the door to the vault at the back.

Shocking golden light flashed in people's eyes, and the wooden shelves were full of bags of golden sand, and there were all kinds of Western gold coins in the boxes, as well as horseshoe gold from the Qing Kingdom, and even freshly minted bar gold ingots.

The 12,000 ounces of gold was accumulated by the entire Bomud country in half a year, and the hardships were not enough for outsiders.

"Don't look stupid, I know that there is a waterway behind the bank that leads to the sea, hurry up and open the door and throw it in......"

At this moment, there was a sudden uproar at the gate: "The foreign devils have come ashore! The foreign devils are coming at us! Open fire! Resist their ......."

The captain of the guard roared in terror, and in front of him in front of him was a flaming grain ship, and countless Russian soldiers were swarming like the tide of the full moon.

The indigenous monkeys, who had just been dispersed, emboldened again, and from the countless alleys and alleys, covering the crowds of Russian soldiers, attacked the financial street of Belail, gunshots, knives, stones smashed glass, and of course, the roar of wild beasts.

There are only two words repeating back and forth in the entire dock at the moment: "Kill all the Chinese...... Snatch up the gold...... Kill the Chinese ...... Snatch up the gold......"

"Listen to me...... All muskets were used intensively...... Three-stage shot!

Bang bang bang...... A series of white smoke erupted from the main entrance and window of the bank, and the bullets instantly knocked over a group of Russian soldiers and countless monkeys who rushed to the front, but the number of guards was too small for the rain of bullets to form a continuous wave of killing, and the density of bullets simply could not exceed the number of enemy charges.

And these people also underestimated the combat effectiveness of the Russian Army. The Tsar of the Expeditionary Force sent a new army from Moscow, which was not only equipped with the latest rifles, but more importantly, the composition of the soldiers in the army was very rational and scientific.

The junior officers were all the children of small aristocratic families who had received excellent military education from an early age, and most of the soldiers were serfs emancipated from the abolitionist movement of the past few years, and this group of people had an almost fanatical worship of the Tsar.

The spirit of patriotism is originally a very selfish spirit, and the main body on which it relies is the nation. The Chinese have their own noble spirit, and they are fighting for the Chinese code, for the rejuvenation of their nation, and for the happiness of their future generations.

But these newly liberated serfs are not a group of pure robbers, they also have their own great spirit in their hearts, they want to get rich, they want to repay their kindness, they have a very high sense of identity with Russia and the tsar, and they are extremely loving for their own nation.

The fire of the Chinese defense was fierce, but the determination of the Russian soldiers to attack was also unwavering, and the soldiers who shouted "Long live the Tsar" stepped on the corpses and ants on the ground, and soon the two sides entered the stage of hand-to-hand combat with bayonets.

The doors and windows of the bank were half-covered with sandbags, and both sides stabbed back and forth through the sandbag wall with rifles and bayonets, and the smell of blood in the air suddenly rushed to the sky.

The throat is severed, the eyeballs are raised, and the chest is opened...... The two groups of people were completely together.

"Killing one is enough, killing two earns one...... The first battle with the Rakshasa ghost made our Chinese in Bailayi catch up, don't fucking lose the face of your ancestors...... Fight to the death!"

"Attack, attack, give these yellow-skinned monkeys a lesson that they will never forget, kill them all, and kill them until they are afraid of us after 10,000 years...... For the sake of the Tsar's Far East, rush forward!"

At this moment, human life is no longer human life, and the messengers of hell in the sky grab the souls of the war dead one by one and throw them into hell, and the wild laughter in the void seems to celebrate this feast of human life.

When there was a loud sound, it was the baleng knife in the hands of the indigenous monkey who was scared off the ground, when did these monkeys in the dense forest in Nanyang ever see such a tragic killing, the two tribes can have three or four hundred people fighting, they dare to say what kind of inheritance war, and then record it with songs.

And the Chinese and the Russians, two ancient peoples who have experienced thousands of years of wind and rain, are touching together today, and the steel-like will to fight on both sides has sparked hundreds of millions of sparks, and the kind of completely forgetting life and death, and the spiritual power has overwhelmed the momentum, which makes all the indigenous monkeys tremble.

"What is the outside world like? How can there be such terrible people? Aren't these Chinese only farming on weekdays? How can they kill as fiercely as foreigners at this moment......

Some peoples, originally uncivilized barbarian tribes, just choose to use animal instincts to survive, even robbing and killing just follow the instinct of wild monkeys.

They will never be able to understand what a country is, what a nation is, and what is the spirit of sacrifice and dedication that sustains people...... That spirit is the most terrible weapon in the world.

The houses on Financial Street are very sturdy, all cement, reinforced masonry and stone, and the limited doors and windows limit the enemy's numerical advantage, and the battle situation has strangely entered a stalemate.

And the banks and the internal vaults of the major firms have now all opened the water gates, and they have begun to throw gold into the sea from the secret tunnels.

From the day the drawings were designed, the financial street considered the inevitable factor of war, so every business has a secret escape passage leading to the sea, and when the stone door on the floor is opened, a stream of salty and humid air rushes up, and people go down the damp steps, and it takes less than ten meters to lead to the sea.

No one can guarantee whether the gold will be safe when it is thrown here, but the situation is urgent, and people can only be dead horses and live horse doctors.

The turquoise waters were littered with sinking wreckage, dead bodies floating on the water, blood rippling in circles, and the pitch-black bilge of the grain ship pouring overhead, through which you could see the piles of grain burning like torches on the water.

The guys who were holding their breath and threw the gold on the bottom of the sea, they would rather give the gold to the dragon lord for nothing, and definitely not leave a little for the Russians.

Tian Lin and Niu Jincai at the entrance of the secret passage were already crazy, and the sound of killing outside shook the sky and couldn't stop the guards, but it was impossible to carry all the gold out of the narrow secret passage at one time, and the two of them who were anxious turned around.

At this moment, suddenly the desperate roar of the captain of the guard came from outside: "Brother, I'll go first...... Pull a grenade and die with them!"

There was a loud bang, and the hearts of the two shopkeepers trembled, and they knew that the captain of the guard had been martyred.