Xu Yingjie said: "These equipment have not been tested in actual combat. I heard that there was an operation in Leizhou, so I brought it. Don't worry, the weapons have been tested many times. We only brought them when they were relatively mature."
Chang Shide said: "We just happened to be taking action. There are some things you can try." As he said that, he turned to look at Bei Wei.
Bei Wei nodded: "Okay."
"What else? The concept of the arrow in the sleeve is not bad, but I think it is a bit dangerous." Chen Tianxiong pondered for a moment, "Let's make emergency equipment for my men. Five sets of chain vests are required. Although I have protection myself, but the sugar factory
None of them had it, so I asked for it for them."
"We can't make too many chain-link vests right now because the materials are limited. There are only two sets. I brought four sets of arrows in my sleeves. I'll equip them for my subordinates first."
In the middle of the night, the moon has turned to the west, and the floating clouds cover the moon. Everything on the earth is half-light and half-dark. The dew is floating on the ground, and the group of people gathered in the yard are already a little wet. Li Yunsheng's body is covered with sweat in the breeze.
, a little cool.
Seeing that the moon was already past the zenith, he felt uneasy and kept looking in the direction of Xuwen County.
Li Yunsheng is one of several indigenous members of the Special Reconnaissance Team brought by Bei Wei from Lingao. Like the Army and Navy, the Special Reconnaissance Team has also begun to recruit indigenous warriors, and the standards for recruitment are particularly strict. First of all, they must be free from any worries.
Orphans, followed by young ones, those over fourteen years old will not be accepted. Those with wandering habits, slow reactions, and those who like to play tricks will not be accepted. Finally, they have to pass a series of physical and skill tests, and the real ones will be selected.
Once selected, except for the formation and cultural classes, which are taken care of by the Military and Political School, the rest are conducted in the Special Reconnaissance Team, where they eat, live and train together with the members of the Special Reconnaissance Team to form a strong sense of belonging.
and fighting camaraderie.
Bei Wei warned the team members: "You should treat the trainees as your sons, just like brothers! They are not only the future seeds of the special reconnaissance team! They are also the future guards of the time-traveling regime."
These trainees have only been trained for three months, and their tasks are mainly reconnaissance. This is the first time that Li Yunsheng has gone out to perform a task alone.
He disguised himself as a betel nut vendor and hawked all the way from Xuwen County to Hai'an Street. In order to prevent people from becoming suspicious, he kept hawking until noon, and finally went around to Monk Zou Temple. Taking the opportunity of selling betel nuts, he hawked the betel nuts all the way from Xuwen County to Hai'an Street.
He walked around all over the place. According to the requirements of daily training, he memorized the structure of the house and all the entrances and exits. Then he returned to Hai'an Street and found a ruined temple to rest. He didn't come out until it was completely dark.
, go to the intersection and wait.
According to the plan, at midnight, Chief Bei would personally bring someone to pick him up, and then take action based on the intelligence.
While he was in a hurry, he saw a row of figures walking quickly from the field ridge. There were faint white strips of cloth on their arms - it was the signal of recognition. He quickly asked:
"Password?"
"Clean up!" It was Bei Wei's voice, and he indeed led the team himself.
There are fifteen people in the team, including those brought by Bei Wei from Lingao last time and some new ones this time. They are full of energy and courage. Xu Yingjie also came with him to observe the effects of using weapons on the spot.
Everyone gathered in a group and hid in a mass grave by the roadside. Li Yunsheng reported the information he collected during the day, and roughly drew a topographic map of Monk Zou Temple on the ground with branches and small stones.
According to Li Yunsheng's description, Monk Zou's temple is very large, with as many as four entrances.
"The bad guys all gathered on both sides of the palace and under the eaves of the first entrance," Li Yunsheng gestured, "so after dark, the temple priests closed the second entrance gate. The gate closed later. Except for the main gate,
Outside, there is a back door behind the temple, but it does not lead to the front yard."
Based on his intelligence, Bei Wei quickly formulated a plan, dividing fifteen people into four groups and stipulating the division of combat labor for each group. Then he strictly prescribed discipline: "This is close to Hai'an Street, so it is not very necessary.
No shooting is allowed, try to use knives and crossbows to resolve the battle, and don’t drop anything!"
"Let's go!" Bei Wei pulled down his hood
With Li Yunsheng as the guide and Tong Beiwei walking in front, they followed the vegetable gardens, wheat fields, ditches, graves, and tree rows outside Hai'an Street until they came to the back of a collapsed pavilion to the north of Monk Zou Temple. The team members were silent.
She quietly took cover and stared at the temple. Under the moonlight hidden by the floating clouds, the surrounding scenery could be seen clearly.
The temple door was actually ajar, and two guys, probably drunk, were lying under the threshold and fast asleep. There was a faint light inside.
Bei Wei used his only infrared telescope to carefully observe the surroundings. Although Monk Zou's temple is on Hai'an Street, it is actually at the end of the street. The surrounding area is very deserted, with vegetable fields and mass graves everywhere, which is the site in front of the temple.
It looks a little more like a building, with a lot of small business sheds set up there - it's midnight now, so naturally all the sheds are empty.
A few minutes later, the temple door suddenly opened, and two people came out, each carrying something on their backs. They looked around furtively, and then came towards their hiding place.
The two of them slipped to the side of the vegetable garden. Seeing that there was no one around, they straightened up and walked over as if nothing had happened. As soon as they reached the corner, the two team members who had been hiding there silently pounced from behind and stopped them.
They hugged each other. The two bastards were shocked. Just as they were about to shout, they were grabbed by the neck. They were dragged behind the grave and the tip of the knife was pointed at their chests.
The two bad boys were so frightened that they fell down under the grave. They thought it was a robbery by strong men, and begged again and again: "Your Majesty, spare your life! The younger one has a few carts of silver on him, so I will give them all to your Majesty."
"Don't talk!" One of the team members waved the knife.
"Are you Zhao Jijiao's subordinates?"
The two people looked at each other and seemed to already know who the visitor was. One person had already put away most of his fear and said with a sneer on his face: "Who did I think it was? It turns out he is from South China -"
Bei Wei flicked his wrist, and the dagger had already penetrated his chest. The man's eyes suddenly widened, his face was full of disbelief, and he was already dead.
Everyone immediately smelled a stench. The other one was already incontinent.
"Are you Zhao Jijiao's subordinate?"
"Yes, yes, the little one is right."
The frightened bad guy quickly replied, not daring to act like an indifferent bastard anymore.
"What are you doing in the middle of the night?"
"Go to South China and set fire to it."
A search of their belongings revealed that it was indeed true. Everyone was carrying a bundle of firewood, stuffed with dry firewood soaked in oil, and they also had firewood sticks on their bodies.
"Who asked you to go?"
"Yes, he is our boss."
"Zhao chicken feet?"
"Yes, yes, it's him."
"Who gave me the money to set the fire?"
"I heard from Zhao Jijiao that Third Master Zhu gave it to me."
"How much was given?"
"You guys don't know that money is all money. If you put it away, you'll be given one tael. If you burn something, you'll be given another ten taels!"
The price is really not small. Bei Wei listened to the questions and answers. I wish you, Third Master, are really generous.
"Where are Zhao Ji's feet?"
"Just, just playing with money in the front hall."
"How many people are inside?"
"More than twenty."
"Everyone in there?"
"One of them went out to set a fire yesterday and hasn't come back yet! There are a few others who were drinking outside."
"How many of them didn't come back?"
"Three or four people are coming and going. The younger ones don't know everything. Please be merciful!"
"Does Zhao Jijiao have any acquaintances or friends outside?"
"Just a good bitch who goes there sometimes."
Seeing that the questions were almost finished, Bei Wei nodded, and the interrogator moved the tip of his knife forward to finish him off.
Immediately, they stripped the corpse of its clothes and threw it in a deep pit in a mass grave - corpses without owners were often dumped here. The group went straight to Monk Zou's temple. Bei Wei left one person to guard outside the temple and took the lead with him.
Seven people gathered together, took a ladder and climbed up the north wall, climbed up a big pine tree on the top of the wall, and slipped into the back of the first hall of the temple.
The front hall is small in size and looks rather dilapidated - it looks completely out of proportion with the palace in the back. Moreover, there is a tall wall separating the front and back. This is because the first hall has been filled with beggars, idlers and bad guys for a long time.
In order to give these people a place to shelter from the wind and rain and avoid making trouble, the first entrance was simply abandoned during the renovation, and the third entrance courtyard at the back was directly renovated and expanded. Once the middle door is closed, it will automatically
into one.
In the front hall, lights shined from the windows, and the noise of gambling and the gibberish of drunk people could be heard. These people were quite good at enjoying the nightlife.
Under the gable, there are piles of dried firewood and baskets of clear oil, as well as many bamboo torches from merchants from the north and south. The heads of these torches have been processed, making them easy to ignite and have a long burning time.
long.
Bei Wei led his men along the gable wall to the door. He squatted in the shadow and looked in. There were no clay statues in the front hall. There was only an empty pedestal and only the Zhang Xiang table.
A group of people were shouting and drinking six gambling money. The ground on both sides was covered with straw, and some people were sleeping in various places.
Along the wall, there are many large and small sticks, which are probably their weapons - they use knives to commit murder. The gangsters are very legal-minded and will never let anyone grab this handle, so they always use knives when committing crimes.
stick.
He quickly confirmed that there was Zhao Jijiao in the crowd. Capture the thief and capture the king. This person must not be allowed to live. He immediately retracted his body and raised his hand to signal. The two team members quickly rushed towards the door.
, quietly killed the person sleeping on the threshold, dragged the body in, and threw it under the gable. Several people were busy around.
"action!"
Four windows of the palace were smashed at the same time, and four incendiary grenades were thrown in. These are Molotov cocktails in this time and space - they have been changed to Xu Yingjie cocktails in this time and space in recognition of his ability to prepare this cocktail.
A display of great self-sacrifice when creating a disgusting mixture.
The porcelain bottle was smashed to pieces on the ground, and the flames immediately burst into flames. This flame was not only extremely hot, but also had strong adhesion. It could keep burning even on the steel plate until the combustibles were burned out. Compared with throwing it away,
The effect of torches is much stronger.
One of the first batch of grenades fell on the straw bed, and the flames immediately burst out. Before the people inside could recover, the second batch of grenades were thrown in, and one of them hit the gaming table directly.
, the burning mixture splashed onto the people and burned immediately. Screams and calls for help suddenly became a mess.
"Quick, put out the fire!"
"It's burning, it's burning!"
"Go get water quickly!"
In the midst of the chaos, many more bamboo tubes were thrown in, which immediately exploded on the ground. Gray powder exploded everywhere. The pungent peppery smell made the people inside cough and sneeze, making the scene even more chaotic.
"Someone is coming to destroy the place! Damn you guys!" Zhao Jijiao reacted quickly, kicked down the burning table, covered his nose with his sleeves, quickly got out of the crowd, and went to get a stick.
At this moment, a big black object was thrown through the window, and it fell under the wall. It shattered into pieces and something like water splashed all over him.
Zhao Ji's feet were licked with his mouth, and it was oil!
This is obviously the clear oil he bought and planned to use to set fire to South China!
He has a very quick mind. He is treating the other person with his own medicine. He must be from South China!
Burn them to death!
Thinking of this, Zhao Ji's feet, liver and gallbladder were all broken. He stopped holding any sticks and shouted: "Everyone, run away! People from South China are coming -"
Before the word "Le" came out, several more grenades were thrown in, and one landed right next to him. The high-temperature flames splashed out and ignited the clear oil around him. He screamed and was immediately engulfed in flames.
The person who saw the opportunity the quickest had already rushed to the door of the temple, only to find that the door of the temple was already on fire. At some point, dry firewood had been piled up at the door and it was burning. The bravest person rushed out and was caught by the people waiting outside.
The man shot back with a crossbow arrow, and the person hit by the arrow fell directly into the fire, screamed and stopped moving.
The dry firewood and clear oil piled under the gable were ignited. The sea breeze blew, and the entire front hall was quickly enveloped in flames.
The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and the screams and calls for help were carried far away by the wind, but it was still some way from Hai'an Street, and it was midnight, and the fire-fighting club on the street did not dare to rescue alone.
Bei Wei listened attentively. In the distance, the gong indicating an emergency was ringing, and the village warriors must have gathered as well.
It would take at least five minutes to run here from Hai'an Street. By the time they finished forming the team and set off, their own people would have already gone far.
Bei Wei asked: "Did the fire spread to the back?"
"No," the team member reported, "it's quite some distance away, and the partition wall is a wind and fire wall. Maybe when we were building it, we were worried that there would be a fire in the front yard."
"Yeah." Bei Wei responded, this is the best. It's not to protect cultural relics, but Monk Zou Temple was renovated by Hai'an sugar merchants. It would be too irritating to everyone if it burned down.
"Is anyone coming out from behind?"
"Someone got up after hearing the noise, but no one opened the door! It seemed like someone was pouring water on the door from behind!"
This was a measure to prevent the flames from spreading. Bei Wei was relieved that they didn't go out. He didn't want to kill people unnecessarily.
Seeing that the fire was already very strong and the sound inside gradually disappeared, he waved his hand and said, "Evacuate!"