"We got it!" Two nautical miles off the coast of Dublin, Yi Wang and the old sailboat were cruising quietly outside the bay. All the main sails of the sailboat were lowered, leaving a small triangle at the tail. The sail is still taking advantage of the wind.
No one dares to anchor at this moment. God knows when the British Royal Fleet will suddenly come out. If the British military knows that Chinese forces are involved in this uprising, the situation will definitely be out of control.
Although multiple sources of intelligence have confirmed that it will take at least an hour and a half for a British warship to take action, there are surprises in any plan, and no one is completely sure.
Wing King paced heavily on the deck. He knew very well that the weapons in the cabin were enough to arm a battalion of soldiers. These were gifts to the Irish, and now they were waiting for the rightful owner to appear.
Through the telescope, the fire in the dock warehouse area and the flames in the customs building were burning higher and higher, and the shouts of death in the distance were gradually carried by the wind.
The coastal defense forts around the pier have long been brightly lit and alertly looking for enemies. Unfortunately, these fort defenders are helpless against the riots in the city. They can only cast their vigilant eyes towards the sea, looking for any suspicious ships.
"Fortunately, I picked such an old and broken ship. If it were any more conspicuous, I'm afraid it would attract the attention of the British... Damn it, why haven't those Irish people shown up yet?"
The foundation's efforts for more than two months were not in vain. Although they only reached cooperative relationships with some underground trade unions and farmers' associations in Ireland, and although no trace of the Young Ireland Party was found, the foundation was able to confirm that the party that revolted that year did not disappear.
Paul and Pierre have vaguely learned through various channels that those outstanding young people have now entered their twilight years, but their careers have been passed down, and there are already second and even third generations of Irish elites secretly saving money. energy.
The foundation did not meet any member of the Young Ireland Party, but they did contact representatives sent by that party. The two parties only tried to understand the situation with each other. They did not make any commitments, and they did not even accept the fund. Gifts provided by the club.
These Irish elites have indeed learned lessons from failure after failure. They will never show up without a foolproof guarantee. Who knows whether you are British spies and deliberately lure us into the bait?
However, no one can disobey the orders of the head of state. Time waits for no one. London needs news of the uprising in Dublin to cooperate with its actions. In such an urgent situation, Pierre came up with a clever plan.
That is to take the initiative and lure the snake out of its hole! Aren't you careful? Aren't you afraid of being fooled? Then we will make a show for you, and we will use the banner of your Young Ireland Party.
You have to take the blame, or you have to take it! Anyway, the two sides are connected through intermediaries. Through layers of intermediaries, I don’t believe that there will be a chaos in Dublin. You dormant elites will suffer from this?
"Sir... there is a small boat approaching on the left side of the ship... they are sending us a light signal... yes, it is the signal group we gave..."
"Great, I finally took the bait!" King Yi hesitated for a long time. He wanted to retreat to the bottom cabin and let his men negotiate with the Irish, but after thinking about it again, he finally decided to take a gamble.
When an oriental face appears in such a concealed meeting, you can imagine how shocked the other party will be. The risk is too great. If the Irish leak it out and the British intelligence agency knows the news, then even if Gray Even if Johnston ascended to the position of prime minister, he could not keep these Chinese people.
"Now we have to gamble on the hatred of the Irish towards the British! As long as they are really anti-British, then my appearance will be effective..."
The cargo ship and the boat finally connected through intermittent light signals, and soon two figures climbed up from the boat. One Wing King had seen a photo before. This was an Irish smuggler in Dublin. He and countless underground forces There was a connection, and he was the link between the Foundation and the Young Ireland Party in this operation.
There was another middle-aged man whom King Yi didn't recognize, but judging from his crisp suit, this man should have a high status.
King Yi hid in the corner and watched his men and the visitors chatting in low voices. Although he did not hear clearly what they said, he could see the anger of Nameless Doe and his exaggerated body language as if he wanted to fight.
King Yi glanced at his pocket watch. Time was running out. He made up his mind to take the gamble. Thinking of this, King Yi stepped out of the darkness.
No one expected that the president of the foundation would actually show up. These loyal intelligence officers turned pale with fright. "Sir, how could you show up..." A group of people went up and tried to stop him.
King Yi raised his hand to block them, "Get out of the way! Since we want to cooperate with others, we have to show our sincerity!"
The two people who boarded the ship were also stunned. Under the dim light, they took a closer look, "Oh God! Asians? You... how could you..."
"Who are you? What do you do? Why do you want to deceive us?" The two quickly took a half-step back and leaned on each other. They took out two pistols in their hands as if by magic, and prepared to fight vigilantly.
"I'm sorry, sir. Please forgive us for concealing it all this time. Let me introduce myself first. I am the president of the China-Puertz Friendship Foundation. I am Chinese. My name is Shi Yi..."
"Everything that is happening in Dublin Port now was arranged by me, and I ordered them to use the banner of the Young Ireland Party, just to force you to show up!"
"Okay now, we finally meet! Time is running out, so let's talk openly and honestly..."
The visitor stared at King Yi angrily, "No... we will never negotiate with a liar. Are you willing to give up on this idea? Do you want to use the blood of our Irish people to achieve your goals? Don't even think about it, we won't be fooled!"
"No! You are wrong. We are not here to take advantage of you, but to cooperate with you! Mutual benefit and win-win, this is our principle... Come on, bring up part of our gift for them to see..."
Soon the sailors lifted out a heavy wooden box from the bottom hold. After prying it open with a crowbar, rifles were neatly stacked in the dry straw.
"There are more than 500 guns here, including all kinds of European and American famous guns. In order to deceive others, I have replaced them with 70% to 80% new ones... There are Spencers, Remingtons, Manchesters... all kinds of guns. There are seventeen models in total..."
"I know what you need now is not to train a regular army, but what you need now is a small force to fight, so these IWC weapons are more suitable for you to use..."
"And here, the *... latest* mass-produced by various countries... These are several recipes and drawings for making homemade weapons..."
"Even... there is even a small boring machine in the bottom cabin! And some barrel steel. You can train yourself to make some weapons, including repairing these current weapons..."
"Isn't this what you have been dreaming of?"
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