So this plan was carried out regardless of life and death - if it were a Chinese, they probably would not do such a crazy and uncertain thing, but the eager gambling spirit of Tongtaro and his group is no less than that of another one.
The elites of the imperial kingdom in time and space.
Tongtaro once again followed Ning Liujin and sneaked into the Jiazi camp in the name of helping deliver goods, and met Fusong as he wished.
"...We plan to rescue the young master just like this, and the time is tonight. Please make preparations early, young master." Tongtaro whispered in Japanese. In order to prevent him from feeling scared, he added another sentence,
"We have made complete preparations and will risk our lives to save the young master from the island."
"You go ahead and do it." Fusong's face showed a calm and determined expression that was not commensurate with his age.
That night, the moon was dark and the stars were sparse, but the wind and waves were not high. On a hill near Guningtou Beach, which is the closest to the mainland, in a disguised observation post, Xu was monitoring the beach with a telescope.
According to estimates: Tongtaro and his gang will come here to stow away people after Li Daitao replaced Zheng Sen in Camp A. If they want to stow away across the strait at night, whether by boat or swimming, they can only go the shortest distance. Guning
This is the closest place to the mainland, so the possibility of them entering the water here is extremely high.
There was a clicking sound from his walkie-talkie, which was a signal from the special reconnaissance team following the fugitive: the fugitive was heading to Guningtou according to the predicted route.
Xu Xu immediately raised his infrared telescope and searched the beach: Sure enough, there were seven or eight people running wildly on the beach in the dark of night. One of them seemed to be carrying something. He immediately adjusted the focus and saw clearly that it was a child on his back.
"Sure enough, it's here!" Xu Xu nodded secretly.
Although this time they not only let the water go, but also pushed it, but this group of people are bold and dare to think and do it, which is really admirable. The final smuggling is up to them. If they are not lucky, they will drown.
I can't blame others in the strait.
Unexpectedly, Tongtaro and his gang knew that someone was secretly watching, so they came to the beach and took out the bamboo ropes that had been hidden among the rocks and tied them around their bodies. Tongtaro tied the bamboo ropes for Fusong and whispered: "Master, please
Don't be afraid, we will push you over."
"I'm not afraid, I can swim."
"Okay, let's go." Tongtaro said and called Honda. "Honda, you are the best in water. You will take care of the young master."
"Yes. I will protect the young master with my life."
"Everyone, listen, we are trying our best to send the young master back to the mainland! If Honda can't hold on anymore, you guys will come in turn!"
"Aha!"
"Asshole, speak softly!"
Tongtaro turned his head and saw that Ning Liujin had not tied up the bamboo tube yet. He said, "Tie it up too and come with us."
Ning Liujin's face turned pale: "The little one can't swim..."
Tongtaro suddenly pulled out his wakizashi and stabbed it in with a knife. Ning Liujin didn't even have time to scream before he collapsed on the beach.
A group of people then got into the water and swam towards the opposite beach - a few days ago, Tongtaro had sent a person to sneak back to the mainland. At this time, this person lit three torches on the opposite side. People swimming in the strait only needed time
Paying attention to the three light sources in front of you can accurately determine whether your direction has deviated.
Xu Xu saw them floating in the waves and gradually moving away. He put down his binoculars and said, "Tell the special reconnaissance team to shoot and see them off!"
Only Ning Liujin's body was left on the beach. The soldiers closed his eyes, which were widened in pain. His mouth was wide open, as if he wanted to scream unwillingly.
"It's a pity that this young man is quite capable. He may be a young man who can engage in intelligence work." Xu Xu looked at the soldiers carrying away Ning Liujin's body. He said with some regret, "Including him on the list of the intelligence bureau's outsiders who died in the line of duty."
, I found a sunny place in the cemetery and buried him."
Zheng Sen's escape did not cause much ripples, but the news of his father's exact death caused a greater shock. Zhang Tumu and Xu Xu conducted a one-by-one comparison based on dozens of fingerprints extracted from various places, and finally confirmed that there was one
This set of fingerprints appeared on all the occasions where Zheng Zhilong often appeared and on the items he commonly used. It should be his own fingerprints. This set of fingerprints was then compared with the fingerprints on the headless corpse, and it was confirmed that the two were basically consistent.
Then several concubines, personal servants and other people who were close to Zheng Zhilong were brought out from the prisoner camp, and the physical characteristics of the headless corpse were identified. It was finally confirmed that this was Zheng Zhilong himself.
This news was then sent back to Lingao, and the Senate ordered: Eleven cannons were fired from all the forts in Lingao, Kaohsiung and Hong Kong. The Propaganda Department then issued the slogan "Zheng Ni was awarded the first title". This slogan not only ruled the Senate
District distribution, through the channels of the Foreign Intelligence Service, was distributed in the form of leaflets in the coastal areas of Guangdong and Fujian provinces.
A few days later, on the morning of October 10, engineers set fire to various villages, towns and camps in Anping, Kinmen, Xiamen and Gulangyu Island at the same time, detonating large quantities of gunpowder that had been placed in houses. The large amount of Zheng Jun gunpowder seized was of poor quality.
It is very unsafe to transport, so just use it on the spot. It is used to blast stronger buildings.
Tens of thousands of kilograms of gunpowder exploded one after another, and black smoke and fire shot straight into the sky. Burning villages, towns and fortresses were everywhere along Zhangzhou Bay.
The engineers gathered at various places to take roll call, and then, under the escort of the navy, they lined up through the streets that had begun to burn to the beat of drums. One by one, they boarded the large boats waiting in the bay. The last batch was among the billowing black smoke.
The first fleet that left Zhangzhou Bay pulled anchor and left Zhangzhou Bay, which was almost in ruins.
This is how Operation Overlord came to an end.
Originally, there were frequent ships coming in and out, there were many boats and oars, and there was only a dead silence in Zhangzhou Bay where merchants gathered. All the public and private property on the coastal islands and Anping City were plundered, and all the people were taken away. According to Li's estimation, even if the Zheng family had enough funds
, it will take more than a year and a half to regroup here. It is enough for the Senate's trade war to be effective.
Mingqiu stood on the bridge and looked at the scene of billowing black smoke. The emotions in his heart were very complicated. As a naval soldier who spent his entire career in peace, he came to this new time and space by chance. In his twilight years,
Commanding such a joint naval and land battle that can be called a "complete victory" has already gone down in history in the naval history of this new world.
However, what the "Senate and People" navy under his command did in Zhangzhou Bay can be called "Three Lights". Although the Fubo Army did not massacre indiscriminately, it did not distinguish between military and civilian buildings in the entire area.
The large-scale destruction and kidnapping of people still made his conscience uneasy. Especially when thousands of people, old and young, boarded ships under the force of bayonets and left their homes with little family property. During the whole process,
There are inevitably many people lying dead on the streets, their families destroyed...
The morning sun shone on the deck, and the rising sun of the new empire had already appeared on the horizon, but he could no longer see the moment when this regime was at its peak - he didn't know whether this was luck or misfortune.
"I'm old...I've lived in an era of peace and prosperity for too long..." He held his hand on the railing and thought as he watched the battleship's bow cut through the sea surface driven by the roaring steam engine and stir up waves.
The first ray of golden sunlight in the morning passed through the already wide-open window, penetrated the curtains made of tulle, and shone directly into the floor of the room. It extended forward slowly and steadily along the ground until the sunlight reached the edge of the room.
At the end, when I climbed onto the vermilion rosewood Nanjing Babu bed, and the complicated pattern reliefs on the bed frame shone brightly, the mechanical clock on the desk in the room was ticking and swaying.
“Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding——
The hands of the watch were pointing to 6:30. The originally quiet room was instantly broken by this sudden sound. The alarm clock on the wenge wood table was ringing its bell, and the whole clock was swinging from side to side, announcing that a new day was coming.
Until a hand appeared, grabbed the restless alarm clock, and pressed it gently. The whole room instantly returned to silence.
Chu Qing re-winded the alarm clock and gently put it back to its original position. She turned around and walked past the flat desk. She took off the clothes on the rack and came to the bed. She lifted the bed curtain, stepped into the bed and put the clean clothes in.
He put his clothes on the bedside stool, opened the bed curtain in front of the bed, and said to the bed: "Mr., clothes."
Wu Nanhai stretched his waist. In fact, he had already woken up before the alarm clock rang. In this 17th-century Lingao, where there was no Internet and almost no nightlife, it was much easier to wake up on time in the morning than it was in the old time and space.
Sufficient sleep and a regular life made him wake up full of energy in the morning. Under Chu Qing's service, Wu Nanhai dressed neatly and leisurely. Unlike other elders who continued to wear the clothes of the old time and space, he preferred the robes with the characteristics of the Ming Dynasty.
, of course, the robe was improved through the cooperation of several female elders and cooperative tailors, and the style is closer to the robe of the Republic of China era. It basically belongs to the category of "Hanfu" from another time and space. But compared with modern clothing, it is still
It's a bit complicated and requires help from others to dress neatly.
This is Wu Nanhai’s home. Although the general office has built an apartment for seniors in Bairen City, Wu Nanhai can also get one by lottery as usual. But Wu Nanhai is not willing to leave his comfortable home on the farm, and it is convenient for him to carry out activities at any time on the farm. work, he made a report to the general office, requesting to build a dormitory area for the Agricultural Committee in Nanhai Farm and give up the apartment in Bairen New Town.
This kind of dedication to work was very upright. Naturally, Xiao Zhishan could not object to it, so he revoked the lottery qualifications of Wu Nanhai and a group of other elders who were willing to live on the farm in Bairen New City, and changed them to Nanhai. A dormitory area for senior members of the Agricultural Committee was built in the farm. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!