"What's weird?" Wu De was puzzled. [Full text reading] kenebsp; "It is indeed strange to transport people all the way to die." A voice came from the front.
Wu De was nibbling on crabs when he realized that he had two extra legs in front of him. He looked up and saw a fat, white man standing in front of him. He had an empty lunch box in his left hand and an extra-large stainless steel spoon in his right hand. He stared straight at the crabs on the grill.
"It smells so good!!!!" Seeing him raise his head, the fat man said something.
"What? Want some?" Although I don't know who is coming, but we are all time travellers, so we are brothers.
"Okay, okay!!!" The fat man was not polite, sat down and stretched out his lunch box.
After giving the fat man half a crab, the fat man took the lunch box and started working hard without saying a word.
"Are you here to join in the fun?" Ma Qianzhu seemed to know the person coming, "Mr. Zhu Cai doesn't know how to appreciate someone."
The fat man chuckled and licked his lips: "Duke, you already said it was strange, but you still use this to cover me. It's too outrageous."
"However, a lot of Mr. Zhu Cai's things were indeed handed over this time, so it's a bit strange."
"The same old thing. Fang Yi and the little princess took Wu Sangui's sword and went to the palace."
"I think so too." Ma Qianzhu took out an interrogation record from his bag, "Most of these prisoners were found temporarily and are not old bandits. Mr. Zhu Cai has suffered a lot and knows our details to some extent. , If he really wants to fight, he will never bring in these rookie cannon fodder."
"Pirates are not officers and soldiers, so they are not used to engraving numbers on their swords and guns." Fatty said.
"Someone wants to sow discord," Wu De said.
"That's right." The fat man continued to chew the crab, "Who wants to sow discord between the Time Travel Group and Mr. Zhu Cai? Both Liu Xiang and Zheng Yiguan are possible. Zhu Cai Lao and the Time Travel Group are fighting, and they are the beneficiaries."
"Who could that be?" Ma Qianzhu seemed to be superstitious about this fat man.
"How do I know this?" The fat man spread his hands, "If you ask me, it's Liu Xiang."
"Why?"
"I guess."
Ma Qianzhu almost fainted. The fat man heyed a few more times, swallowed an oyster, and took a few mouthfuls before continuing:
"Actually, it doesn't matter which one. Let me guess: the real attack will come soon."
Ma Qianzhu was shocked. The enemy would not simply beat 400 people to death just to send them such a false message. There must be some back-up plan. Thinking of the fleet on the radar just now, he immediately touched his cell phone.
Before he even touched his phone, a crisp gunshot sounded in the night sky.
Ma Qianju and Wu De suddenly stood up, nervously watching the direction of the gunfire.
"Hey, what's your name?" Wu De turned around and asked, he was very curious about the person coming.
"Si Lou...Si Lou Moning Bayer." The fat man chewed half of a crab and said inarticulately.
"Si Lou Mourning Bayer? It seems that you have never seen this person before?" He was confused for a moment.
Thinking about it again, I suddenly realized, "Oh, it turns out he is famous...I have admired him for a long time..."
"Don't look up to me for a long time. I'm tired of my false reputation." The fat man sighed falsely. He caught another oyster with his sharp eyes and quick hands. He swallowed it with a roll of his tongue. Then he slowly stood up, patted his belly and said Voice: "Thank you for the hospitality. You are busy, so I won't disturb you."
"Then... I won't give it away." Wu De was indeed in no polite mood at the moment and hurried to the house to get his 56 and a half.
The fat man knocked on the lunch box and hummed a crooked song: "Old bear is lucky today, old wolf treats me to chicken..." and walked away.
Shit, Xue Ziliang couldn't help but cursed in English. Six ships were clearly visible in the eerie white night through infrared telescopes. One of them is obviously not a Chinese ship type.
A few hours ago, he received a call from Bei Wei, asking him to lead a reconnaissance team to conduct a foot patrol along the beach of Bobu Port. According to intelligence, there may be enemy sea infiltration at night.
Xue Ziliang did not dare to neglect, especially Bei Wei's direct order - he knew very well that if he had not gained Bei Wei's favor, he would still be a "black man" with "no organization". After being in this group for a long time, he deeply understood the difference between "regular workers" and "temporary workers". Now that he has become a formal worker, he must work hard. Xue Ziliang now also understands what "originality issues" mean.
Long-range reconnaissance team headquarters - now every department is trying to improve its level. Just as the health team recently changed its wooden sign to the Ministry of Health, the reconnaissance team is not immune - in Bairen City, but Beiwei A four-person team was stationed in each of Bopu, Damei Village and Yanchang Village to conduct daily patrols and training. He and Xue Ziliang took turns to provide guidance to each team.
Except for Xue Ziliang, no one in this four-person team has military experience. In fact, Bei Wei believes that veterans are too old. If they are not majoring in reconnaissance, their plasticity is very poor. He would rather start from young guys in their twenties. Select volunteers from the middle. After several months of training, these young people are not yet good enough to be scouts, but they are much better than the rookies from another time and space recruit company.
They brought a total of three SKS rifles. Xue Ziliang brought a Remington 87o shotgun. He felt that the SKS was a bit too long and was difficult for the scouts to use. As a former US military, what he feels most painful about now is the weapon. Lack of equipment. There are a lot of them, but almost all of them are equipment that he is not familiar with. Except for the G1ock pistol and the Remington shotgun, the most common infantry weapons owned by the time traveler, SKS and 56, are all unfamiliar to him-even if there is an AK47. OK, he uses this thing often.
Let's just talk about this night vision equipment. When he was in the Forced Reconnaissance and Search Team of the 6th U.S. Navy, this was a child's play. Even the night vision equipment in his garage at home was much better than here. Fortunately now, the entire team only has a pair of low-light night vision goggles and a Russian-made infrared telescope - he is not used to Russian products. But this is already a very good configuration. Although they bring a lot of night vision equipment, they cannot be replenished, and they cannot be repaired if they are broken. The planning committee has extremely strict control.
Although searching along the coast is a tiring method, it is also the most effective. The sky is covered with dark clouds, there is no moon or starlight, and the line between water and sky is almost invisible. Although the radar gave the approximate coordinates of the ship, he had to stop and search the sea surface with his telescope every kilometer he walked.
After two hours of trekking along the coast, the search team reached the end of Longhao Bay. If the coordinates were correct, the fleet should be nearby. When the telescope searched again, the ship was indeed found on the other side of the strait.
He was really good at hiding. He chewed it subconsciously and realized that there was no chewing gum. These six ships were hiding in the shadow of the fringing reef, and it was such a starless and moonless night. If it weren't for the radar on the Fengcheng ship, it would have been impossible for the observation post to see them with the naked eye, let alone locate them.
The ship was sailing extremely slowly. Xue Ziliang looked at his watch and began to measure the speed of movement - less than 2 knots. The foreign ship's sails were obviously not fully rigged, which was why it was suspicious.
"Brother Xue, is there a ghost here?" a team member asked quietly. Xue Ziliang is straightforward and capable, and is very popular among the young people in the team. Although he has repeatedly said that just calling him "Pooh" is fine, everyone still likes to call him "Brother X" in the Chinese style.
"It would be weird if I didn't." Xue Ziliang muttered. He called Bopu's radio station and began to report:
There are six unidentified ships. Judging from the ship types, five are smaller Chinese ships and one is a Western warship with three masts and a displacement of 400 tons. Chinese warships have no side gun ports, and there are 4 to 6 artillery pieces placed on the ship and deck. There are 12 to 16 gun emplacements on the open deck of a Western warship.
"There is a sampan!" A small boat appeared in Xue Ziliang's telescope
There were eight men in the small sampan, and it could be seen through the telescope that they were armed with swords and matchlocks. One person was at the helm, four people were operating the oars, and two people were setting up the harquette yoke on the bow - this was really primitive. Xue Ziliang thought.
The last man held a roll in his hand. The small rowing boat moved forward cautiously, and the oars were paddled every long time. Now he could clearly see that the sailor holding a roll of something in his hand was actually carrying a plumb line, and he was continuously moving it. Measure the water depth near the coast. This shows that the enemy intends to get the fleet close enough to support the landing with artillery fire. If only sampans are used to transport troops, there is no need to measure the water depth.
Judging from the track of the small boat, the pirates obviously planned to board the ship from the Lingaojiao side. This was not the entrance to the Bopu channel, so the defenses would not be too tight. As for the obstructive beacon tower, the pirates obviously didn't take it seriously, let alone that there was a 12-pound cannon on it.
On a breezy night, the surroundings were extremely quiet. There was only the sound of waves lapping at the shore.
A ghostly sailing ship is slowly approaching on the sea - a Spanish galleon named the Countess of Scarborough. Behind it were five smaller Chinese junks.
The moon emerged from the clouds, and the moonlight was very pale.
"This ghost moon!" complained the Spanish captain Aragones standing on the poop. He had been cruising slowly on the other side for half the night, and it was not until nearly midnight that he sailed the ship close to the center line of the strait. The moonlight would reveal the shadow of the ship, and according to rumors, those strange orientals had many strange muskets that could shoot very far, and Sidonia didn't want to risk it.
"Are all those Easterners asleep?" Aragones murmured to himself. The port in the telescope was still very calm, with nothing unusual except for a small amount of lights.
"Captain. Captain Liu at the rear sent a signal to our ship to ask if we should start an attack?"
"I know." Aragones said with a slight smile on his face. These stupid Easterners will only fight on land. They are not worthy of being called sailors at all. At sea, he was confident that the Scarborough Countess alone could take care of all Liu Xiang's warships. If it weren't for the fact that Spain's power on the coast of China was deteriorating after the arrival of the Dutch, how could he cooperate with such a second-rate pirate Liu Xiang.
He watched the small boat with his binoculars. So far, it has not given out any signal indicating that the water depth is not enough. Later, he can safely and boldly sail the boat very close to the shore and use intensive artillery fire to support the landing. pirate. No matter how powerful the legendary strange musket is, it will never be an opponent against a volley of 16 cannons. There are a total of 32 cannons on the Countess of Scarborough, which is quite impressive even in European waters.
