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Chapter 212 Worker Security Division

As Wu Qing approached, he could more clearly see the scene beside the steam train in his eyes.

The private compartment of the construction manager Strobl is located in the third section behind the front of the train, but the white ghost men in front of the steam train are walking shoulder to shoulder to the rear compartment of the train. Those with pipes are smoking fiercely, but there are no pipes. The other stretched out his dirty fingers to his throat, laughing as the paper shook in the wind.

Obscene laughter.

The whistle that Wu Qing heard in the wooden house before was the off-work whistle of these white ghosts.

Caucasian ladies in large and flowing floral dresses are sitting on small chairs near the front of the car, with their fair and small hands folded on their knees, with subtle smiles on their faces, but during the conversation with tea friends under the cover of folding fans, There was undisguised disgust in the eyes that glanced at the rear compartment.

There are two red paper lanterns hung on the door at the rear of the carriage. The light from the window is a swaying golden red, which is so incompatible with the black iron and orange copper on the carriage...

But Wu Qing's attention was not on that, he looked at the steam soldiers with guns on guard next to the steam train like an awl.

Deep divers are extraordinary creatures, but they are not the mainstream of this world. The mainstream is steam.

As the guarantor of steam becoming the mainstream of the world - steam soldiers.

Even if they are not the strongest force in the world, they must be the most common force.

Wu Qing, a rough guy, is used to using knives to cut knots with force, so he is very likely to run into them.

Generally speaking, as long as it is common and has a large base, then the best among them has a high probability of being the strongest.

Wu Qing needs to estimate their strength to determine his own means of action.

A steam soldier is a monster made of human body and steel, usually with a complete head, but it depends on luck below the head.But it can always be human skin and iron skin.

Most of these soldiers wore oil leather hats with shallow brims, double-breasted gray-blue military coats with epaulettes ripped off, and knee-length riding boots, although the iron-colored rivets and copper-colored chains could be seen exposed outside the coats The shaft joints, and the gears under the damaged iron sheet are rotating in the red steam, such a pair of cold steel looks like this.

But their expressions are not indifferent, and even because of their steel bodies and fiery hearts, their voices are higher than ordinary people's. Their laughter is like steam from a steam chimney, hot and full of oppression.

Wu Qing picked one out of a dozen steam soldiers and checked it with Jie Jie Sheng. It was a black man.

【Lopez】

Steam soldiers, former [Maine Volunteer Infantry] soldiers.

He is currently a staff member of the Central Pacific Railroad Company's Workers' Protection Division.

Fighting for the Union Army in the Civil War, he was accidentally sieved by a Gatling machine gun in the Battle of Gettysburg, but fortunately his head was intact, and he was able to accept the Colorado Energy Company and Springfield Weapons during the war The transformation surgery jointly performed by the company.

The survival rate of the old-fashioned transformation surgery is not low. He survived successfully and became an invincible steam soldier on the battlefield.After retiring from the military, he joined the Central Pacific Railroad Workers' Protection Division.

[Reinforced Iron Bone]: With a half-human, half-steel body, he lost many human weaknesses.

[Steam Heart]: A [Colorado II micro-steam engine] produced by the Colorado Energy Company is running surgingly in his chest cavity, bringing him energy and strength far beyond ordinary people.

[Capital Arsenal]: He is a humanoid weapon, so it is not surprising that an iron net, a revolver, or a steel knife pops out of the transformed arm, is it?
Specialization: Spear (Hot) 68%/Fighting 54%
Evaluation: Level [-]

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That is to say, the level of seven to nine levels of Qi training.

Wu Qing looked at several steam soldiers one after another, most of them were rated at the third level of the loose class, so there was nothing to worry about.

But there are also four newest [Type [-] micro-steam engines] buried under the iron sheet of the chest cavity. They are obviously larger than their companions, like white steam soldiers like grizzly bears. The evaluation given by Jie Jiesheng directly rose to [Nine The amount of days].

Wu Qing frowned, and then thought of some information in the mission briefing.

The Pacific Railway is currently the largest industrial project in the history of the entire American government, and the funds allocated to the railway company by the federal government are very sufficient; considering that the Sierra Ridge section is the most important section of the Pacific Railway Company, several high-pointed steam soldiers were killed. It is also very reasonable to send half-hired, half-dispatched people here to ensure the safety of the railway line.

Before that Cao Zhuo didn't even understand the situation, he already looked like he was brainless to beat the sky and clear the level. Now that Wu Qing thinks about it, he almost laughs out loud...

Why didn't he just laugh out loud?Hehe...be ashamed!

Seeing Wu Qing's changing eyes, Laoji introduced thoughtfully,
"Sir, those white ghosts and niggers with steam in their chests and their clothes held up by steel bars are all steam guards in the company's Workers' Security Department."

Wu Qing nodded, he has more detailed information.

Workers' Security Department, the full name is [Central Pacific Railway Company Workers' Security Department], but its main job is to ensure the safety of the line and the company's middle and high-level cadres, and it will also solve the occasional restless strikes of white ghost workers.

They do not protect the workers, they are actually the guards of the China Pacific Railway Company.

So to be more precise, these steam soldiers should be called steam guards now.

It may be that Wu Qing's attention was too long, and several steam guards who had noticed Wu Qing's sight became unfriendly, looked at Wu Qing sideways, and whispered to each other.

They wouldn't like a yellow-skinned man looking at them the way he looks at cattle.

But they have no plans to come over for the time being.

Lao Ji lowered his voice and advised Wu Qingdao,
"Sir, there's actually nothing to look at, they're all just human shells from iron furnaces... But, they're really sharp."

The last sentence exposed Lao Ji's intentions.Wu Qing lowered her gaze with a smile, but before she could fully retract her gaze, she saw a large cloud of smoke spewing out from the door of a steam carriage with a "chi" sound.

The smoke enveloped a strong body that was completely hidden under a large black cloak, with his head lowered, but the oily leather cap with the same style as the steam guard could not hide his hideous scarred face and the brass jaw that reflected the bright fire. bone.

【Ditch】

Steam soldiers.

Former [Potomac Steam Machinery Legion] Major.

He is currently the director of the Workers' Security Department of the Central Railway Company.

Introduction:...

Skill:……

Evaluation: Peak of Nine Quantum Heaven
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So Wu Qing looked at the sights of the steam guards, but couldn't completely retract them for a moment, and the eyeballs that squinted at the past, and the watery light in the corners of the eyes, seemed to be gloomy cold light.

Finally, the steps of the two steam guards were provoked, and the copper-colored chain link "嗤嗤" at the knee was smoking.They walked towards the direction where Wu Qing and Lao Ji were, with a contemptuous smile on their faces.

Lao Ji carefully tugged on Wu Qing's sleeve, but didn't move it. Then he looked at Wu Qing's expression...

The projection of the bonfire in the camp outlined the pattern of burning flames on the man's face. He raised half his face towards the two steam guards who were getting closer, and raised a thick eyebrow like a bat's wings.

Lao Ji's heart was almost in his throat, and he was about to jump out of his mouth. When he was anxious, he began to speak in a cliché.
"My lord, you are a heavenly soldier and general. You have the ability to reach the heavens. You don't have to be afraid of these barbarians. Although I don't know what you are here for, but if there is a disturbance, it will be chaotic. If you want to find anything if you want to. It's convenient."

Originally, it was between possible and impossible, but when Lao Ji said it, Wu Qing changed his mind.

Find Kong and see which one is more powerful, the pinnacle of the Nine Quantum Heaven or his own double Nine Quantum Heaven.

Wu Qing turned his gaze to Lao Ji, nodded and said, "Let's go."

Lao Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly led the way,
"Xiong Hua's company is just a few steps away, let's go quickly."

Wu Qing and Lao Ji walked in the other direction of the camp.

The two steam guards walking towards this side looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, and walked back.

The railway company didn't pay them to get too far from the train to beat the yellow-skinned monkeys.

Director of Security Department Dicky leaned back on the train, biting a cigar with his brass jaw and white teeth, squinting his eyes in the choking mist, watching Wu Qing leave direction.

Because there are not many Chinese laborers with short hair, he was a little curious.

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The Central Pacific Railway Company did not directly recruit Chinese laborers, but indirectly recruited them through Chinese labor service companies. The wages of Chinese workers were also paid to various labor service companies, and then the labor service companies distributed them to Chinese laborers.

They have cooperated with more than a dozen Chinese labor service companies, large and small, and Xionghua Labor Service Company is the largest of them.

The more than 3000 Chinese laborers on the Serra Ridge section are almost all Xiong Hua's credit workers. The company owner Xiong Hua has connections in the railway company's board of directors. He is a very powerful and well-informed figure here.

At least among the Chinese, there is no one who is more likely to know what "New Eden" is than him.

A three-story wooden house not far from the steam train, a rough wooden house with original pillars, but among the thousands of low tents, it is undoubtedly a villa-like existence.

This is where Xionghua Labor Service Company is located.

This wooden house is still a tavern, and there is a wooden sign at the door that reads "Pay the bill for food and wine". It is estimated that there are more poor ghosts in the camp who have to drink every time they are beaten.

Waving checkered handkerchiefs at the door on the first floor, prostitutes with heavy make-up all have yellow faces.

When the Chinese laborers came, so did the Chinese prostitutes.

The drinkers in the hall "lost my mother" one by one.

Most of the Chinese railway workers were from "Siyi" in Guangdong Province.

Wu Qing and Lao Ji walked up the stairs in their messy clothes.

Lao Ji boasted about himself along the way, saying how much face he had, but when Wu Qing followed him from the second floor to the third floor, he was caught by two men with green scalps and thick braids wrapped around their necks. He raised his hand and stopped him.

"Old Uncle Ji, you brought a new face, and you didn't make an appointment. According to the rules, you have to go up by yourself first, and let the boss speak, so we can make way."

Wu Qing looked at Lao Ji with a half-smile, Lao Ji felt ashamed and was about to reprimand him angrily.

The two men said again,
"Uncle Ji, don't embarrass us..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Wu Qing,
"We don't embarrass you either, okay?"

There was still a little surprise in their eyes, did this man cut his braid?
Lao Ji looked at Wu Qing anxiously, but found that Wu Qing said calmly,

"It doesn't matter, you can do whatever you want... Lao Ji, go up first, and say hello to Boss Xiong for me, and I'll go downstairs first."

"Hey..." Laoji nodded hesitantly, "Okay."

Wu Qing didn't look at the two men, and went downstairs by herself.

It is a truth that the guest follows the host, and it is also a truth that there is no need to use a knife or a gun as soon as you come.

Wu Qing went down to the first floor used as a tavern again, only to find that the noise of the drunken Chinese laborers on the first floor was much lower, and the faces of the prostitutes also showed a bit of disgust.

A new group of seven or eight white men with red necks arrived at a booth near the wall, each of them hugging a yellow woman with a forced smile, and kneading her long-clothed arms vigorously with her big hairy hands.

(red neck: a special name for western whites)

They talked and laughed loudly, yelling without hesitation,
Words such as "chink", "slanteyes" and "ching chong" pop up from time to time.

It's nothing at all, it's just to pick up customers. The tavern often receives railway laborers other than Chinese workers.

But Wu Qing scanned around the tavern, but he didn't see a strong guy who was as gangster as the two men who stopped him on the stairs.

He frowned first, then showed his face, walked to the bar and sat down, and said to the bartender,
"Have a glass of boiled water."

The bartender is a young woman, wearing a white shirt and a black waistcoat. She has a neat demeanor among the crowd. Hearing Wu Qing's words, she put down her hands for wiping the glass and glanced at the stairs. Watching Wu Qing go up and down again, she said,

"Sorry, our tavern does not accept guests who drink plain water."

Wu Qing smiled indifferently, "Is there anything to eat?"

"Rice balls, dried fish, dried kelp, sandwiches..."

"Sandwiches, five servings."

Revealing the dharma body and using supernatural powers are all exhausting things, but he hasn't eaten for a long time.

Wu Qing grinned and said, but the young female bartender didn't wait until Wu Qing took the money, she frowned and said,
"I haven't seen you, new Chinese laborer? But even if you are new here, you should know that this is Boss Xiong's territory."

But Wu Qing said without thinking, "Bring me five sandwiches, you earn money, and I will increase the price later."

"What are you talking about? Hitting the street, please?" The female bartender stretched her hand under the counter, her pretty eyebrows furrowed, "Free food..."

The voice didn't fall...

"what……"

At the booth, a Chinese prostitute who was pinched by a white man with a red neck couldn't help crying, and even accidentally knocked over the wine glass on the table, spilling a red neck all over her crotch...

"Stinky bitch!"

The red neck was furious, and he overturned the table, smashing the glass bottle all over the ground, with a "bang bang" sound, and the reddish-brown wine seeped down from the cracks in the logs on the ground.

The prostitutes screamed to avoid the shards of glass, but the prostitute who accidentally knocked over the glass was grabbed by the arm by the red neck and refused to let go.

"so, sorry..."

Shocked, the prostitute stammered and apologized in her few words...

The red-necked man had already slapped him, and shouted,

"This yellow-skinned bitch dared to play with me and smashed this tavern!"

Before the words were finished, the seven or eight red-necked people had already scattered and smashed, and for some reason, the guards of the tavern were not here... This was clearly premeditated.

The Chinese workers fled out of the tavern timidly.The face of the female bartender was uncertain.

Wu Qing took the glass from her hand and shook it slowly,

"Hey, here's the deposit. I want ten sandwiches later."

"what?"

The red-necked one who started the trouble was holding on to the prostitute and laughed loudly. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his forehead, and there was a loud cracking sound. Red, hot blood covered his face, he didn't even shake it, and then "plopped" straight to the ground.

This sudden scene made the tavern quiet, and the other five or six red necks could clearly see that it was the glass thrown by the short-haired yellow-skinned young man by the bar, knocking their companions unconscious, and the young man was still abominable. smiling.

The rednecks were suddenly furious.

Wu Qingchong spread his hands at them,
"I've ordered a meal, and I'm in a hurry... let's serve it together."

(End of this chapter)