In the back seat of the car, Xiang Xiaoqiang resisted the urge to laugh and quietly whispered to Xiu Xiu:
"Hey, your name is Xiuxiu, right? You did a good job, quite well, like a real character. Thank you so much! Does it hurt?"
Xiuxiu stared at the back of the driver's head and shook her head nervously. The bumps in the car made her very painful. She bit her lips and didn't want to say another word.
"It's inconvenient to talk," Xiang Xiaoqiang nodded understandingly, "Then I tell you to listen. When you get to the airport, tell them you came by train. Are there trains in the Qing Dynasty at this time? Yes? Yes,
Just say that you came by train and ask them to prepare a plane to send you and the prisoners back to Beijing. If you have chest pain, I will deal with them then. If it doesn't work anymore, you come out to act like a big star. Alas, there are just so many of us.
, small planes will definitely not work, and I don’t know if large planes are readily available. Anyway, whether it is a bomber or a transport aircraft, I will grab one when the time comes. Well, I remember that at this time, Germany had a "Junkers-52" that was quite good.
Yes, fifteen seats, just the right size. It would be great if there was one here."
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Pukou, northern suburbs military airport.
On the runway, a German-made "Junkers-52" was slowly decelerating, turning at the end of the runway, its propellers roaring, and slowly driving into the lawn next to it. The small lights on both sides of the main runway went out, and the airport fell into darkness again.
Only the plane reflected a few cold lights in the moonlight.
Under the tower, a military truck that had been waiting for a long time turned on its headlights, bumped on the lawn, and drove in the direction of the small passenger plane. The bright light swept the dark fuselage of the small plane, with a bright yellow ball on it.
The dragon pattern is quite eye-catching.
There were fourteen people sitting on the plane.
She was in her villa in Beijing a few hours ago. She had just finished dinner and was enjoying a wooden bath. But after receiving the call from the Pukou branch reporting that she had sunk the Ming Dynasty submarine and captured all the crew alive, she immediately became excited.
She climbed out of the barrel and called for a plane. Fourteen Gege understood the political significance of this matter very well. She must be present in person to participate in the interrogation as soon as possible. This is not just as simple as getting the code book.
Especially since all the prisoners were women, the issue was even more sensitive. How this matter was handled and to what extent it was handled would have a significant impact on the international reputations of the Qing and Ming countries, as well as the prestige of the two navies.
She asked someone to randomly pick up some clothes and put them in a suitcase, bringing her powerful radio station and her personal maid Kobayashi Satsuki who had been with her from Japan. Just like her mysterious and efficient style in the past, who
Without telling him, he flew directly to Pukou.
The high level of excitement caused a series of inspirations to flash through Shi Shigege's mind, and the whole plan was thought up almost instantly. She was going to suggest that the court make an exception and open a large, open, high-level military court, inviting journalists and diplomats from all over the world.
Officials arrived. This will be a large exhibition of the Qing Dynasty, and the "exhibits" are these twelve Ming Dynasty boat crews.
Considering that the Qing and Ming countries did not recognize each other as legitimate countries and had long-term open hostilities, the charge of "water infringement" probably would not work. Instead, they could be tried for "espionage". Let the court give them heavy sentences first.
, and then the emperor would come forward and pardon them mercifully. He could let a few people go back to reunite with their families, and let a few others "voluntarily" stay in the Qing Dynasty, arrange for them to marry high-ranking officials, and then arrange for the media to report their transformation from poor girls to high-profile
Bing's happy life after becoming a rich wife.
Such a clever series of treatments will disgrace the Ming Dynasty in front of the whole world and give the Qing Dynasty a benevolent and just image - the Ming Dynasty authorities did not care about the lives of these girls and sent them to be spies, but the Qing Dynasty mercifully pardoned them.
He gave them a wealthy and happy life.
When she was sitting on the plane, thinking about all this intoxicatedly, and making a wireless phone call to the Pukou sub-office to make arrangements, she discovered something fishy. Unfortunately, as the highest official, she only knew the office numbers of the chiefs of various sub-offices, and could not notify the sub-offices.
The other people in the army could only look far away and try to mobilize those troops that she had no authority to mobilize. But just like other parts of the Qing army, the various organs of the Pukou Army were also inefficient and lax. In addition, tonight was the weekend, so there were too many
The officers all went to have fun. In such a huge military defense area, there was no one who could send troops to arrest people for her. Shi Shigege's mood suddenly dropped from the highest point to the lowest point. That is, just now, the plane was about to land.
At that time, I contacted the secretary of the local commander and promised to find a solution.
A dozen burly men jumped out of the truck as the small plane watched. They were not guards, but pilots. The airport duty officer only knew who was coming when he received the landing request. He could not find the commander.
, unable to mobilize the airport guard, he had an idea and gathered together a dozen pilots who were still in the dormitory, brought pistols, and temporarily acted as bodyguards for Gege. But having said that, most of the pilots in the Qing army were children of bannermen, which was also the most
A reliable bodyguard.
The plane had not yet stopped, and the large tires of the landing gear were still rolling slowly on the grass. The gangway was lowered. A young officer jumped down in three steps and two steps. He first took a suitcase from the door, and then struggled to
Next came a large canvas bag with an antenna exposed. The two nearest pilots saw this and hurried forward to help. The young officer handed it to them, stepped aside, stamped his feet twice in the cold wind, and rubbed his arms.
He took out a pair of white gloves and put them on.
"Oops... poof!"
A girl screamed, and then a ball of something rolled out from the cabin door and fell to the grass like dough. Several pilots quickly ran forward and carefully lifted up a thin figure. The girl who was lifted up
He was also wearing a military uniform, with an aggrieved face, and he was like a little chick sandwiched between the big and round pilots.
A group of grown men all reacted in an instant. They took several steps back in panic, flapped their sleeves in unison, pricked them down one by one, and shouted in confusion:
"Aha xx, Ndur Lin'e, Ezhini Xianlehebobaimi!" (Manchu: slave xx, kneel down and ask the master for peace!)
The little girl stood there stupidly, looking at a large number of men kneeling on one knee, and looking for help at the young officer who was helping behind the truck.
The young officer shook his head helplessly, and while helping push the heavy canvas bag onto the truck, he turned around and shouted:
"Yili!" (Manchu: Get up! Get straight!)
Hearing another female voice, a large number of men looked up in surprise and saw the little girl in front of them with her mouth slightly open in embarrassment, weakly pointing in the direction of the truck.
I saw the young officer quickly running to the cab, opening the door, sitting on the passenger seat, sticking his head out and shouting anxiously:
"Yili! Get in the car quickly!"
Although the voice is irritable, it is mellow and slightly magnetic, which is very pleasant to listen to.
Everyone stared blankly at this "young officer" - narrow shoulders, slender neck, thin chin, two stripes on the epaulettes and three small black dragonflies. His appearance could not be seen clearly under the shadow of the big-brimmed hat, but his gaze
It's quite sharp and seems to shine like a cat.
"Ah!" A large number of men reacted again, turned around in unison, and flapped their sleeves again, "Aha xx, Ndur Lin'e, Ezhi Ni Xianlehe Bobaimi!" Another Qian'er!
Pricked down.
Fourteen Gege punched the horn button, and after a few seconds of deafening blaring, he stuck his head out again, looked at the people kneeling on the ground, and asked in a pleading voice: