The night breeze swept through the deserted site, and the lumberjacks did not care about the erosion of the severe cold, took off their coats and wore only a vest, drank hot wine to suppress the cold, and threw themselves into the intense carrying work, the sooner they finished moving, the sooner they received the reward and went home to sleep. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Why are they taking off their coats? It's still hot?" muttered Santiago curiously, puzzled.

"Coats are more expensive, and they are afraid of wearing them out. Brad replied softly, and in the moonlight, he looked at the lumberjack with a look of pity in his eyes.

In Santiago's impression, this was the first time Brad had spoken to him less indifferently, so he was a little flattered, even a little excited, and excited for a while.

Usually, he, like everyone else who knew Brad's true identity, never dared to approach Brad rashly, because in their eyes, the godfather of the killer was still a dangerous person, even though he had abandoned evil and turned to good.

The site was dedicated to the storage of timber, and large quantities of timber were brought in from various logging yards near and far, where they were stacked to be used to make hulls.

The site is about 500 meters long and 300 meters wide, and in short, in such a dark night, you can't see the end at a glance.

There are numerous large and small piles of timber scattered across the site, and a watchtower has been built to monitor whether the workers are working hard.

However, the watchtower is useless, and the sentries above never really stare downward, after all, the workers want to get home early, and who wants to be lazy and spend a few more hours.

At this time, the sentinels were huddled behind the stone walls of the watchtower, hiding from the cold wind and roasting the fire on the stove, roasting some nuts and the like.

They can't barbecue meat, the smell of meat is too great, and the chief will find out that they are not doing their job, which is a little secret that only belongs to a few of them.

"Hey, it's your turn to play your cards. "At the top of the stone watchtower, by the light of the fire, they were playing cards, and there was no other form of entertainment.

"Oh. The tone of complete disinterest indicates the boredom of this form of entertainment, as if to vent dissatisfaction with the boring life.

Tens of thousands of soldiers were stationed in the naval port, who had been here since its establishment eight years earlier, to receive the "spirit of expedition" instilled in the king, the grand duke, and the generals.

The so-called expeditionary spirit is actually a means of encouragement, through all kinds of rhetoric, to persuade the soldiers to be willing to die for the ruler, to ignite their wildest enthusiasm for battle, to become an invincible ace army.

However, as the saying goes, the enthusiasm of the soldiers has long since been worn out by time, and they have waited eight years for the expedition to be carried out, and they have not been able to conquer the southern European continent as described by the rulers, and set foot on the legendary golden Europa, the Aegean Sea, and the birthplace of mythology.

And in order to ensure top secrets, each of them was not allowed to communicate with the outside world, and for eight years, they had never returned home, and even if they wanted to retire, they could only live in the naval port until the expedition plan was successfully implemented.

It was for this reason that, for eight years, the great powers of southern Europe had never heard of the Kingdom of Denmark's expeditionary plan, and even if anyone had overheard about it, it would not be taken seriously, because everyone thought that Denmark was not so powerful, after all, a sea expedition was much more difficult than a land expedition.

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To be on the safe side, Zheng Fei and Brad weave from pile to lumber pile, avoiding the occasional passing patrol.

Santiago stayed where he was and moved the wood with the lumberjacks, as the guy was too large and could not move easily.

If you want to find a boat, of course, you have to go to the water's edge.

The night is hazy, the naval port covers a huge area, and the weather today is not so good that you can't even see the moon, so the vision is relatively poor, and you can't recognize where it is.

The best thing to do now is to go up and observe.

And the most suitable place is the watchtower.

Hiding behind a pile of wood, they held their breath and waited for a patrol to pass by, and after Zheng Fei reached Bullard's shoulder and pointed to the watchtower dozens of meters away.

"We have to go up there and see. ”

"Leave it to me. Brad twisted his neck expressionlessly and examined the knives hidden in his coat.

"Try not to kill. Zheng Fei saw that he was wiping the blade of the knife and admonished.

"Understood. Brad took a deep breath and looked to the sides, but found no one, so he ran as fast as he could towards the watchtower.

Zheng Fei leaned against the pile of timber and stared at him as he burrowed into the stone watchtower, praying in his heart that he would not be discovered, otherwise something bad would happen.

To suppress the uneasy heartbeat, he reached for a flask and took a sip.

Unexpectedly, less than two minutes later, Brad appeared at the entrance of the watchtower and beckoned to him.

Without hesitation for a moment, he suddenly cheered up and quickly ran over.

It wasn't until he dodged into the watchtower that he let out a deep sigh, leaned his back against the cold wall, and asked with relief, "How is it?"

"There were only three people on the tower, and they were roasting nuts with their backs to me when I slipped up, and I brought them all down. Brad said as he went upstairs, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "It's so relaxed, it seems that their vigilance is not as high as we thought." ”

When you climb the watchtower, the first thing that catches your eye is a place where the light of the fire flickers, about 800 meters away, where you can vaguely see many busy figures and the silhouette of the ship.

"Go there. ”

"But it's so far away, and you have to pass through an open field in the middle, it's easy to spot. Brad reminded.

"Then wear their clothes. Zheng Fei smiled slyly and pointed at the unconscious soldier who fell to the ground.

Brad smiled knowingly, and took off the soldier's coat three times and five times, ignoring the smell of sweat on it, and put it on.

Putting on the soldier's equipment, the two swaggered out of the watchtower, they did not have to worry about being questioned, because the naval port was not only a base but also a living quarter, and many idle soldiers would come out for a walk at night.

It's been locked in here for many years, and if you don't allow you to take a walk, you probably think everyone will go crazy, and even the prison will have time to relax.

On the way, he occasionally met oncoming soldiers greeting them, Zheng Fei just nodded and smiled, but did not speak, fearing that he would be interrogated because he heard that his voice was not a local.

What's more, these soldiers greeted each other in a language that was not in Latin, and they did not understand it at all.

Everything went well, however, at a distance of about two hundred meters from their destination, they ran into trouble.

An officer stood in front of them.

"Hey, is there any wine?" said the officer in Danish. (To be continued.) )