As night fell, it was pitch black on the barren beach.

Wu Meng and his group gathered in the shack were sitting in front of the oil lamp at this time and plotting.

At this moment, Wu Sanye's face was solemn, and he was no longer the reckless expression during the day: "Erqi, you go to the county seat tomorrow to find your uncle, and carefully inquire about the details of the surname Xiong." ”

"Whoa!"

"Handle Cai, call all the brothers back, get ready, it looks like a big fight this time."

"Whoa!"

"Hongfu, you go and say hello to all the waste, don't let that person surnamed Xiong hire a soldier."

"Whoa!"

"Dog, you go to Taihu Lake and make it clear to Boss Hu that I have to use people here at any time, so let him prepare."

"Whoa!"

The third master arranged here, rubbed his hands, and then looked around left and right with a grim expression: "We have never been afraid of anyone in this barren grass beach, the one surnamed Xiong wants to come to find death, just let him come, and when the time comes, it will be slaughtered and the brothers will be served!" ”

"them!" Since the eldest brother has been arranged, a group of younger brothers are naturally excited at this time and agree to the promise.

When the plan was brewing in the thatched hut, the private port in the distance was not idle.

The clipper, which had stopped at the pier during the day, began to act as soon as it was dark: a boatman deftly got under the pier, and then took the walnut-sized objects handed by the others, and tied them to the pillars one by one.

After all this work was done, two more people walked onto the pier. One of them was carrying several large gourds in his hands, and after he got on the trestle, he pulled out the stoppers of the gourds one after another, and spilled all the liquid in them on the bridge deck.

The other went straight to the "sentry post".

The sentry post was a straw hut with oil lamps at the head of the bridge, and there was only one rammer drinking bad wine. This is usually the case with private docks: the shady goods have long been moved into the nests deep in the grass, and there are only a few small wrecked ships near the trestle, so there is usually no one on duty.

Coming to the door of the hut, the man in the hat did not hesitate to shoot twice inside, then he stooped down and picked up the hot shells and threw them into his pocket, turned and returned to the boat. The silencer-equipped stunner was not loud in the night tide, so until the clipper set sail out of port, no one noticed anything unusual.

The next moment, the man in black named "Gu Le" stood at the bow of the boat, stretched out his arm and drew his bow, exhaled a sound, and shot a rocket, which landed on the trestle 50 meters away.

With a "boom", the jetty sprinkled with gasoline burned into a fire dragon in an instant, and a sky-high fire burst out.

"Third master, it's not good, the dock is on fire!"

The firelight immediately alarmed the third master gathered in the shack, and when he heard the sound and rushed out to take a look, he immediately shouted: "Hurry up and put out the fire!" ”

Then the third master rushed out first.

When a group of people rushed to the trestle, they found that the fire was already quite large, the bridge deck was burning violently, and on the river in the distance, a clipper was hiding its last back into the night.

At this time, there was no longer any need to investigate the cause of the fire, and after the men hurriedly looked for barrels and dragged out a few wooden barrels and basins from the grass nest where the goods were hidden, the people rushed up to the trestle with a roar carrying household goods full of water.

After a few splashes of water, the flames at the bridgehead were somewhat extinguished. The inspired people then rushed deeper into the bridge.

Then the pillars were detonated by the flames one after another, the thick wooden stakes at the mouth of the bowl were blown off one after another, the trestle was destroyed, and several firefighting warriors fell off the collapsed bridge deck in an instant, and were smashed to death by the wooden stakes and fire boards on the water.

At the same time, in the grass in the distance, a gray-clothed figure slowly lowered the night vision goggles in his hand.

When Comrade Liu Qingyun saw the trestle collapse in the firelight, he turned around and walked towards the place where the carriage was hidden, and at the same time he took out his walkie-talkie: "The task has been completed, and each of them will return to the team." ”

"Louis Koo understands."

The straight-line distance between Jiading County and Zhangsutan is more than 0 miles, and there is still a Huangpu River in between, so Liu Qingyun returned to Luoyuan in the afternoon of the next day.

Liu Qingyun's real name is Liu Wang, who used to be a guy in a teahouse, and now he is a local intelligence officer arranged by Hangzhou Station.

Although Liu Wang is not very old, he has participated in many operations and is considered an old intelligence officer. Due to his strong business ability, he was also arranged to go to the senior for "further study" some time ago. After returning from this trip, Liu Wang's mental outlook changed greatly, and his revolutionary will became more and more firm, so he was sent to Jiading by Lu Cheng, the head of Hangzhou Station, to assist Xiong Dao in completing the task of opening the port.

After entering the lobby, Liu Wang glanced at the people who were packing up, and knew that he was going to move today, so he hurriedly turned to the study and asked to see Xiong Dao.

Xiong Dao quickly met with him, and then listened to a report on last night's operation.

"Well, the next thing to see is the reaction of this Wu Sanye, whether to continue to be tough with us, or to admit it? Hey, we'll see. ”

Seeing Xiong Dao's expectant expression, Liu Wang couldn't help but ask the doubts he had been thinking about all the way: "Deputy stationmaster, with the strength of me and the Gule group last night, we are fully capable of destroying Wu Meng and his group, as long as you are willing to use bullets, why did you order only the trestle to be burned?" ”

"Hehe, that's a good question." Xiong Dao stood up and stretched out a finger to the young man in front of him: "This is actually for temptation." ”

"We came to Shanghai this time, but it was different from what we did in secret. This is undoubtedly a new mode of struggle, and it is the first time that the imperial forces have officially shown their names in the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty, openly expropriating land, and infringing on the interests of the gentry and people from all walks of life. ”

"So in the new situation, how our team adapts to dealing with officials, gentry, bandits, and people in broad daylight is something that all personnel, including you and me, must learn and adapt to."

Liu Wang couldn't help but nod when he heard this: "This is military training." ”

"Yes, it's military training." Xiong Dao patted Liu Wang's shoulder: "A nest of dirt sticks, if you really use a gun, you will be extinguished casually." ”

"But this Wu San is actually a very typical bully, colluding with the government, privately occupying official land, and smuggling smuggled salt, I actually want to have a trick with this group of people, to see what means these traditional bullies have, and to make a reference for the future."

Liu Wang: "My subordinates understand. ”

"Well, you must know that this time we are not only facing bullies, but also many landlords and civilians who live a normal life. When these people are against us, we can't just rely on the slam gun, right? ”

Therefore, all kinds of means must be used comprehensively. We are here to train the troops this time, and we want to combine the resources of the sniper gun and poison with the government and silver, and when the port is opened in the future, these experiences will be summarized at the headquarters. ”

After Xiong Dao said this, he thought about it, and then explained to Liu Wang in a serious tone: "You are a trained armed intelligence officer and an elite of the Intelligence Bureau, so you should know that sooner or later the empire will occupy the city of Daming, and we will govern it ourselves." At that time, the experience we have gained in Shanghai today will be able to be generalized, and this is a very important reference material. ”

When Xiong Dao and Liu Wang finished talking, everyone's belongings in Luo Yuan were also cleaned up. So after Master Xiong went next door to say goodbye to Luo Shizhi, the team drove to the new house.

A new house is a must.

Xiong Dao's visit to Shanghai this time was originally an advance team, and many action team members will join in the future, including some traversers. Therefore, the Xiongdao team, which has a lot of secret equipment and has to carry out a lot of secret operations, must have their own private house, and it is not possible to live there for a long time.

Fortunately, this is Jiading, one of the richest areas in the Ming Dynasty, so there is no shortage of houses, not even gardens.

In the Ming and Qing dynasties, Jiading was a place with a developed economy and a very heavy culture in the south of the Yangtze River. A large number of gentry, literati, and courtiers came here to discuss art and build gardens, and there were many private gardens with considerable scale. In later generations, there were no less than 100 famous gardens whose names were found in local chronicles.

This is also the reason why Xiong Dao was able to buy a garden soon after coming to Jiading: in the Ming Dynasty, gardens were really not a rare thing, and the number of stock real estate in the Suzhou-Hangzhou-Jiahu area was quite large.

The garden I bought was called the Crane Tower, and it was the property of a local gentleman. The family's grandfather died of illness last year, leaving two sons to compete for property, and dragged it out until this year to start selling it: as long as the cash is in cash, the two brothers can share the account.

So the crane tower happened to be bought by Xiong Dao with money.

The location of the crane tower is relatively partial, and it is already 5 miles away from the county seat. But Xiong Dao, how can these people care about being remote, serious, and remote.

It sounds like a small building, but the crane tower is actually a general term for a garden. A small river surrounds the crane tower with a total area of 15 acres according to the wall, the small bridge and flowing water in the park, the rockery pond, the pavilions and pavilions are all not lacking, the exquisite abnormality, the scenery is pleasant.

However, when the old man moved in with his front feet, he began to burn the piano and cook the cranes with his back feet: all the grass and trees within a certain distance on both sides of the river bank outside the wall were uprooted, which was called cleaning up the shooting boundary.

Inside the walls, all the exotic flowers and precious trees in the garden have been cut down for firewood, and the land set aside will soon be planned by a large number of architects to plan the place as "an architectural model that meets the expectations of society".

To put it simply, it is a fortress that can garrison thousands of soldiers, after all, the garden is as much as 15 acres.

Not to mention how Master Xiong tossed in the new house, and said that early the morning of the second day after the collapse of the trestle bridge, standing on the edge of the river beach, looking at the broken wooden stakes and the bridge slabs floating on the water, Wu Sanye really wanted to cry without tears.

After the pier B last night, he knew that he was not saved, and quickly ordered someone to scoop up the dead and living who had fallen into the water and send them to the hospital, and by the way he saw the sentry who had been shot in the grass shed.

The third master understood everything at that moment. 11