"Their queue and assembly methods are the norms of the emperor ** people, and although those instructors can't take recent photos, from the point of view of physical characteristics, there are some obvious differences from the Qing people, and it is very likely that they are emperor ** people." Kondo, who wore glasses under a wine bottle, had looked through the information countless times, and it was certain that these traitors of the Yamato nation did exist, and there were quite a few of them. It's a pity that these cowards have changed their names and surnames, and there has been no record of going out at all in recent months, and nearly eighty percent of the instructors suddenly disappeared last month (instructors were diverted after the completion of several recruit training bases such as Huamawan). Fortunately, there are more than a dozen suspected targets in the base in Lashan. "Murata-kun, the Ministry of War has received the information we have provided, but there is no support from the foreign minister at the five-phase meeting, and they are unwilling to lift the lid for fear of demoralization of the people." Seeing a look of Murata dressed as a small Chinese trader, he had a somewhat depressed expression, and Kondo, who was short and dundun, didn't say a word, and he had to give a meal of three bindings, and the corners of Murata's mouth were bleeding, and he stood crookedly before he stopped.

"Baga, as an intelligence officer of the empire, how can you put personal gains and losses above the interests of the empire, have you forgotten the belief of our hero Nanmu Jun to serve the country in seven lives?"

"Hayi, I'm ashamed, thanks to Team Leader Kondo's teachings, I will continue to do my best to investigate those traitors to the empire, and one day I will completely eliminate them."

"Well, you can figure it out, that's very much appreciated. But those cowards are not the focus of our work, they are just a group of poor worms, they can't train warriors like the emperor's ** team, they can only become our emperor's ** people's battle under the sword. What you want to continue to investigate is the huge trust organization of the Shandong Chamber of Commerce, especially the guy who led the thousand-man team to attack the two brigades of our Fifth Division, by the way, it was Wu Sang. This is a cunning and courageous opponent, his style is like that of a ninja army, well-planned, cleverly acted, and he can escape thousands of miles with a single blow, and according to the investigation, this man has some connections with Britain and Germany, is a pro-European official, and now he has regularized the regimental training armament. This man is a great threat to the interests of the Empire in China, and I hope you will keep that in mind and work around him. ”

"Threats? Should we get rid of him sooner rather than later? "Murata rarely saw Kondo so jealous of a Qing man, so he suggested cutting through the mess with a quick knife.

"No, now that he is an important official of the Qing Dynasty, if we take the means of assassination, it will cause trouble for our government. The way to fight the enemy does not have to be considered from the top of the day, a modern army's requirements for equipment and logistics are high-quality and continuous, you can think of a way from this aspect. ”

"Ha Yi, the team leader is Gao Ming, and his subordinates immediately started to investigate and form a plan of action." Murata's eyes lit up, and he bowed to Kondo in a happy and convincing manner. Kondo indifferently looked at the bustling crowd on the second major road outside the window, although it was still in tatters, but the flow speed from the crowd was getting closer and closer to the empire, considering the population base of the Qing Dynasty, it was undoubtedly a huge threat. Thinking about this, Kondo, who had just given the order, did not feel the pleasure he should have at all.

In the Gushan base that he couldn't see, a power glider more like an airplane than Xiao Maozi's test drive was displayed in front of Feng Ru, who was originally shocked by the world's first heavier-than-air manned aircraft actually produced in his own motherland, just like finding an organization, he hurriedly booked a ferry ticket from the other side of the ocean and rushed to Shanghai Port, but he didn't expect to just go to the agency of the Shandong Chamber of Commerce in Shanghai to consult, and the next day he was personally picked up from the hotel by a manager of the agency. It is said that the designers and test pilots of the first aircraft are very eager to see themselves, and they came to Jinan Mansion in ignorance, and what is even more shocking is that in a rich club, they were appointed as the chief instructor of the flight team as soon as they met, but they have not even had a real flight except for the experience of riding a bicycle and carrying a silk kite from the cliff of the beach for more than ten meters and then plunging into the sea. Do you teach pilots to dive on a high platform?

"Is this, is this an airplane? Is it an aircraft that we designed ourselves? Feng Ru, who was only seventeen years old, had already been intimidated by the kingly aura emanating from the behemoth in front of him. The behemoth stopped in front of him, with a spindle-like streamlined wooden fuselage, an in-line cylinder water-cooled engine buried deep in the nose, a very thick semi-oval propeller hub cover installed in the front of the engine, two pairs of double-layer wings in the shape of bird's wings swept back, a double-bladed propeller with a flat tail and a round plate shape, a diameter of more than one meter and a half, the engine's water cooler was cleverly laid on the wing surface, and the windward resistance was minimized, the engine exhaust pipe towered above the nose, and the rubber wheels with spring shock absorption, The landing gear with an inverted three-point layout, the open cockpit of the celluloid windshield, in addition to the vertical tail line and the anti-deformation cables between the upper and lower wings, there are no other exposed ropes, the simple and bright aerodynamic shape, the rough engine shape, all of which shocked Feng Ru, who knows both design and flight, and many places have made Feng Ru, who has been working behind closed doors, feel like he is suddenly open, and he understands that the aircraft that set the world record before is actually just a relatively successful technical verification product. And the big toy in front of me, which is more than seven meters long and has a wingspan of 9.6 meters, is the real master of the sky - the airplane.

In fact, the prototype of this aircraft is the mass production version of the main landline "Albatross" of the German Red Baron Richthofen during World War I. Just kidding, how could the leader of the Air Force, who finally threw himself into the net, be willing to take risks with this guy before he squeezed it out. Under Feng Ru's almost scoundrel pleading, he let Du Niang put him in the back seat of the temporary installation, and then took him to fly a take-off and landing, during which Du Niang's skillful climbing, somersault, circling, and rolling flower work made the little Feng Ru dizzy and admired the world's first pilot like the surging Yangtze River. The albatross plane named "Swift" by Wu Chenxuan was not yet armed, but Feng Ru began to write and draw after landing, it turned out that this guy had already thought of installing a rear-seat machine gun and a grenade throwing device in the air, Wu Chenxuan and Meng Luochuan couldn't help but secretly praise this little Cantonese Yankee, who can still think calmly in the process of going to the sky for the first time, and think about the guy, all his passions and talents are born to belong to the sky.

"You're sure their light weapons come from standard machine factories and aren't supplied by the British." Murata was a little skeptical of the information provided by a few intelligence agents, after all, almost all of the weapons of the Qing Kingdom were imported, except for a few arsenals in Hanyang, Guangdong, Tianjin, and Nanjing, which could produce 10,000 or 20,000 rifles a year. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that these intelligence agents were all brought out by him, he would not have believed that the Qing people could actually produce a German Makqin heavy machine gun that had not been produced in the empire in a nearly workshop-like Shandong Machinery Repair Institute. "How are their factories defending? Are there any weaknesses? ”

"The perimeter of the factory is very well defended, there is a high-voltage power grid and a watchtower, and there are guard dogs and patrols inside, and it is very difficult to infiltrate. His workers are all recruited from Zhangqiu County and Changqing County, they all know each other, and they rarely recruit new employees, and it is difficult for our people to blend in. An informant looked down and explained that he was secretly lucky to be rewarded with a three-bed meal, but to his disappointment, Murata pondered for a moment but did not say anything to him.

"Their grain and vegetables are all purchased from the market in Ping'an Town, but they are all purchased and transported by the people in the factory, and it is very difficult to poison them. Drinking water is provided by the factory's machine shafts, and electricity comes from the power plant attached to the nearby Standard Machinery Factory, less than a mile between the two companies, and a lookout post for security. Seeing that his companion was not beaten, the other guy also had the courage to report his observations to the responsibility.

"Hello, your information is very comprehensive. You see, if it is an ordinary Qingguo factory, is it necessary to have such strict precautions? This is obviously the rhythm of three hundred taels of silver here, hehe, the Qing people are stupid, although they are very well guarded, but the advantage of the attacker is that the time and method of attack are in our hands, and the initiative is in our hands. Murata boosted the morale of his subordinates, but he was actually very disappointed, with three or two kittens in his hand, trying to storm the fortress-like factory was purely an act of abuse, and it seemed that he had to think of other ways.

Fingers lightly swiped over the map, a blue ribbon crossed the fingertips, there seems to be such a story in the story of the Celestial Empire that I learned in school when I was a child, it's good, I just don't know what kind of expression the traditional wisdom of the guy who buried thousands of imperial warriors will have when he sees his foundation ruined in his own country, it's worth looking forward to. Murata was excited when he thought of this, but it was more dignified to keep a poker face in front of his subordinates, just like Kondo-kun had done. After Murata whispered a few words, a group of intelligence officers bent down and bowed to answer the order, leaving Murata alone sketching something on the map, and from time to time there were bursts of treacherous laughter, which made a ronin guarding the door goosebumps fall to the ground.

It's a pity that our omnipotent Wu Chenxuan children's shoes and Feng Ru are all engaged in the modification of the Swift plane, and they are unaware of the approaching danger.