"No need, who among us is following whom, brother Li, right?"
"Don't try to get too close to me." Li Jun took out a piece of chewing gum to brush his teeth and avoided Xiao Wei's greedy hand. "You are also in your early twenties. You are older than I was when I was a soldier in the Mobile Squadron. You're two years old, but you're sleeping when you should be on duty. You've already been beaten by the squad leader in the army, so you have the nerve to say that?"
"The situation is different, we are not an army..."
"Shit, the executive committee just uses us as troops. Didn't you tell Xi Yazhou and Bei Wei that you like to be soldiers and fight the most? Sleeping while on duty, hehe..."
"Shh, don't talk, there's something wrong!" Bei Wei waved his hand, and the two people quickly crawled over and squatted by the pit. [No pop-up novel website]
The morning fog gradually dissipated, and pedestrians appeared one after another on the post road outside the city, carrying burdens in twos and threes, driving pigs, cows, chickens and ducks, and supporting the old and the young towards the city.
"What are they doing in the city? Going to the market today?" Wei Aiwen felt strange when he saw the endless stream of people on the post road.
"They are refugees who took refuge in the city."
"Refugees, is there a little Japan coming?"
It was difficult for Bei Wei to understand Xiao Wei's thinking: "Japanese? Where did the Japanese come from?"
"Aren't there going to be Japanese pirates making trouble every day in the Ming Dynasty..."
"These people are hiding from us." Li Yunxing looked at the shabby and faceless people on the post road, feeling a little cold in his heart. Can we really communicate with the people of the Ming Dynasty in 1628?
"We didn't do anything harmful to nature." Xiao Wei's understanding was still modern.
"Perhaps there is already a rumor in the city that we are non-human beings with green faces and fangs who eat children and molest old women..."
As he was talking, he suddenly saw the people on the road ducking to both sides, and a group of people came up the post road, surrounding three hand-pushed two-wheelers. One of them, wearing an iron helmet, armor, and a long sword at his belt, is a military attache.
"It looks like the Ming army." Bei Wei said, silently counting the number of people passing through, one, five, ten...
Not counting the leader, there were thirty people in total, and two pushcarts. Because they were mixed in with the crowd, they couldn’t see clearly. I don’t know what’s inside, but judging from the number of people pushing the cart and their postures, it seems that the things on the cart are very heavy.
"It's the Ming army, all with weapons." Looking through the telescope, this group of people was fairly neatly dressed, but except for three or four people, no one wore armor, and there was a helmet in good condition. Each one is a spear.
I also saw the carts clearly. There was an iron cannon mounted on the first one. It was too dark to see clearly, but it was probably about the size of a three-pounder. The cars behind were filled with boxes, cans, and the like, probably ammunition.
"Xiao Wei, take pictures!"
He, Wei Aiwen, picked up his digital camera and used telephoto to take pictures continuously. He took close-up photos of the team, soldiers, artillery, company officers and several armored soldiers.
"Look!" Li Yunxing suddenly shouted, his voice so loud that everyone around him was startled, "There is a foreigner!"
Bei Wei adjusted his observation direction. Sure enough, at the end of the team, there was an unkempt foreigner with a very eye-catching brown head. His hands were tied behind his back with a rope and he was dragged along. His feet were bare, his calves were dripping with blood, and he was wearing half a fisherman's shirt. He was wearing a raincoat, and a soldier behind him would poke his butt with a gun from time to time to urge him to leave quickly.
merchant? missionary? pirate? A series of question marks flashed through Bei Wei's mind. It was not unusual to see foreigners along the coast of Guangdong and Fujian in the Ming Dynasty. How could this guy be caught in Lingao County? Are they foreign pirates?
"Call me the command center."
When the sun first rose, the Ming family and the trio of Chinese and American agents had gathered on the beach outside the camp, looking confused.
After getting up in the morning and having breakfast, Xiao Zishan, who had been telling them nonsense until the Ming Dynasty, came. The Ming family, fed up with his nonsense, thought they were crazy again, but to their surprise, this man politely said that he would let them go. .
Before they could react, a transport boat took them ashore, including people and luggage.
The camps on the beach, the ships in the harbor, the vehicles and machinery running back and forth on the beach, the soldiers carrying guns... it all looks so unreal, these gangsters are so audacious. If it weren't for the bay here, the family would have thought they were in the legendary Golden Triangle.
"Look, the luggage is all here and hasn't been moved. You can check it out." Xiao Zishan said to the remaining family with a smile.
Ming Langzhen bent down to open the zipper of his luggage, but his mother stopped him. He smiled and said to Xiao Zishan: "You can trust me, you can trust me."
"What kind of place is this? You have to tell us where you left us here." The beautiful policewoman spoke.
The old man quickly stopped his daughter-in-law and said, "No, no, little comrade, just tell us which direction we can go to get on the highway. It looks so deserted here, and we need to have a direction if we want to go."
"Auntie, didn't I tell you yesterday that this is Bobu Port in Lingao County, and this river is the Wenlan River. There is no road. You can go upstream along the river. It's not far away. It’s Lingao County—it’s just Lingao County in the Ming Dynasty.” Xiao Zishan felt nervous as he said these words.
The old man sneered: "Master Ge, Bo Pu? You still don't say this is New York."
"Look, I really didn't lie to you." Xiao Zishan was used to being scolded yesterday anyway. He pointed at the beacon tower and said, "Isn't that the beacon tower in Lingao? There is Lingaojiao in the past. Old man, you were a soldier in Hainan. This is You should know the place.”
"Lingaojiao? What about the lighthouse? The monument suddenly disappeared. Did you eat it?"
(Two landmark buildings on Lingaojiao: the Customs Lighthouse built during the Guangxu period and the Liberation Hainan Climb Monument.
"Isn't this 1628? Our great People's Liberation Army has not yet crossed the sea to liberate Hainan."
The old man looked disdainful and wanted to say something, but his wife pushed him and had to shut up.
"Bopu is Bopu. Thank you. We are leaving now. Please come back." The aunt quickly tried to smooth things over. Xiao Zishan smiled and said to Guo Yi and others after they were also brought:
"This is Comrade Guo from the Public Security Department. He happens to be accompanying two foreign guests. You can go together. There will be someone to take care of you on the way."
The entire Ming family became nervous and couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Xiao Zishan was selling. As for Xiao Guo and the others, they were a little confused about this family. Ran Yao led someone to take them off the ship early this morning. Along the way, he thought that this guy was going to kill him halfway. At first, he thought that he would be shot from behind on the deck. Later, he The transport boat was ready to be planted with lotus flowers. When we arrived at the beach, we thought we would die heroically in the face of a firing squad, but we saw a family of young and old, carrying boxes and luggage of all sizes.
"Xiao Guo, just go with Mr. Ming and his family. Walking along the river is Lingao County." Xiao Zishan looked at these two groups of people, each looking at each other with distrustful eyes. He couldn't help but feel funny. Yu E Shui, this guy It's really poisonous. Thinking about what this group of people might encounter on the way to Lingao, I really couldn't help but laugh. I hope everyone is safe and well.
Seeing that they had a lot of luggage, Xiao Zishan called a farm truck on the beach and took them to the river.
"I'll send you here," he said sincerely for the last time, "This is Hainan in the 17th century... so..." Then he only saw the backs of seven people leaving.
Since the two groups of people had their own thoughts and thought that the other party was sent by gangsters, they were silent to each other at first. Then, the people of the Ming family began to slowly fall behind.
"Silly boy, why are you walking so fast?"
"I'm not tired..." Ming Lang didn't understand what was wrong with her mother. Although the road was not easy to walk, it was flat all the way. It was not too tiring for me to walk alone with a suitcase.
She curled her lips at the three people in front of her: "Slow down, we have a lot of luggage..."
Minglang suddenly realized that what his mother meant was to distance himself from the person in front of him. So the family slowed down. Slowly falling behind.
Guo Yi's group didn't have much luggage, and they were all law enforcement officers. They moved very quickly from the beginning. Seeing that the family was getting farther and farther away, he felt a little happy. He touched the 64 pistol that was lost and recovered. Although he didn't quite understand the thoughts of this group of gangsters, he was finally out of their clutches. The area we are currently in is unknown. Fortunately, there are traces of human activities along the road - it should not be a remote and barren land. It won't be long before we see one or two inhabited places. If there are people, there will be communication tools. It will be easier to contact the organization.
"Old Xue, what do you think is going on?" He felt much more relaxed and asked Xue Ziliang who was walking aside. This burly man carried a huge backpack and walked among the rocks and grass with great ease.
"I don't know." ABC shrugged, "Maybe they don't want to offend US law enforcement officials."
Nonsense. Guo Yi thought that these Americans really didn't care about their skin color and race. The second generation had forgotten their roots and looked arrogant.
"Xue, what you said is so thoughtless."
"So what? We don't even know where we are. By the way, what did he say we were: temporary?"
"It's Lingao, a county in Hainan Province."
Obviously Xue Ziliang had no geographical concept about Hainan, and he actually asked if it was Chinese territory. Xiao Guo, who almost fainted, had to teach him a little bit about Chinese geography.
"But it may not be true, right?" Xue Ziliang said.
"Well, I believe that if we were really in Lingao, the police station would have been here long ago if there was such a big movement, and the mobile phone wouldn't be out of signal."
"That's it, Guo," Xue Ziliang said as he walked, "We don't even know the basic situation around us, so how can we speculate? We'd better hurry to a place with people."
The terrain is gradually getting higher, although it is not obvious. They were now going uphill. The land has been opened up, leaving traces of human activities everywhere. From time to time, you can see small paddy fields that have been reclaimed by the river, and water diversion channels dug by the river... In addition, there are endless smoky vines, and some Local grass can even grow as tall as a person. There are few tall trees on the road, only some mixed woods and shrubs. The river flows and looks very clear,
"Let's take a rest." At this time, the sound of rumbling water came from the distance, and Xue Ziliang suggested, "Salina said she was feeling a little unwell."
"Really? You won't catch a cold, right?" Guo Yi said, sat down, and took out the 64 pistol from his arms - he was eager to check the condition of the gun, and the gangster would return the pistol to him. Accidents, no matter what their motives, always saved him a lot of trouble - losing a gun was a big problem.
"No, it won't." Xue Ziliang was about to say something. There was a rapid sound of gongs in the grass, and all three of them were marching together, and then more than a dozen feather arrows were shot out from the grass and woods!
