The dark sea sparkles in the moonlight, and the waves gently swell and rise and fall rhythmically. On the sea, a fishing boat is sailing from south to north along the coastline, there are more than 20 people on the fishing boat, all dressed as fishermen, fishing nets are stacked in the middle of the fishing boat, and an oil lamp swaying from side to side in the lower part of the mast, and emitting a dim light. Eight big men on both sides of the fishing boat are paddling hard, and a sturdy man is at the helm. "Head, it's on the shores of America!" The man in charge of the lookout at the bow of the ship made a sound.

"Shift Shake!" The man at the helm issued an order, and the 8 people who won the lottery immediately stopped moving, and immediately 8 people came up to change shifts. The 8 people who came down were lying on the deck resting on the deck. "Head, let's get ashore on the coast of the United States, it's more comfortable on a dry road than at sea, it's a sin." A tall man muttered. "Head, how far is it from the place of disembarkation, it's too dangerous at sea." A small man muttered in the dark. "I said that if you take action, don't forget who you are. Entering the American coastline, we can run into the enemy at any moment. When we set out, I told you repeatedly that if anyone disobeys, everyone will die at any time. The big man at the helm reprimanded.

The group of fishermen disguised as fishermen was the Ghost Task Force 1 sent by the U.S. Military Intelligence Department, led by Major Pike, and their target was Los Angeles. After the expeditionary force launched the attack, the US military intelligence department quickly launched the ghost plan to carry out retaliatory sabotage activities in the area occupied by the Chinese Imperial Expeditionary Force, with the intention of interfering with the expeditionary force's attack. Before the expeditionary force could attack, the U.S. Military Intelligence Department sent intelligence agents to get in touch with agents in California. Local agents were also asked to pick up the Ghost Ops team.

"Head! There is a case! The person in charge of observation at the bow of the ship shouted loudly, and everyone straightened up to look ahead, and saw a coastal patrol boat in the distance. The lights are coming. "It's an enemy patrol boat, don't panic, what should you do!" Everyone immediately took their places, as if nothing had happened. Soon, the patrol boat in front of it came to the front, and the dazzling searchlight illuminated the fishing boat, and a naval officer of the expeditionary force asked in English: "What are you doing?" Pike said calmly, "Sir." We are fishermen, and we have just come back from fishing. ”

The patrol boat approached, and two soldiers mounted the gangplank. Several soldiers boarded the ship for a routine inspection, and after the inspection, the soldiers reported to the commander, and found no possible situation. The patrol boat then drove away. "Damn, I was startled." "We're thankful we didn't have guns or explosives, otherwise it would have been all over." The two men scolded. "Into enemy-occupied territory. You must not be reckless. There were a lot of unexpected situations before we entered Los Angeles. And that's just the beginning. ”

"Head, we don't have guns and explosives, you can't let us carry out the mission with our bare hands!" A man asked. "Rest assured, someone will prepare a qiē for us when we get to the place." A few hours later, Major Pike glanced at his watch and ordered him to sail closer to shore. After another hour of driving, Pike ordered to stop advancing. Soon, a flickering light appeared in front of the left. "All ashore, move quickly!" In the darkness, these outlaws moved very quickly and went to the sea one after another. Since the shore is a group of reefs. Fishing boats cannot dock directly.

Pike climbed ashore and one of his subordinates reported, "Head." It's a girl who responds.,The girl is covered with a headscarf.,I don't know how this girl looks! The people next to him let out a sinister laugh when they heard it. The woman was brought up, "I'm Major Pike, the leader of Ghost Recon Operation 1, please ask your code name!" "I'm the No. 01 intelligence officer, codenamed Nightingale, and I will answer you according to the instructions of the headquarters, and I will convey the instructions of the headquarters to you alone!" Pike followed the woman away from the crowd and stopped.

"In order to conceal and avoid the target being too large, the headquarters has ordered you to act alone in groups of two, and your meeting place is 3 Apple Avenue in Los Angeles, which can only be known to you." "Headquarters asked us to disperse, how do I contact my men when we get to Los Angeles." "You can advertise in the Los Angeles Daily and then say where you meet. I'll deal with the fishing boats, and you'll get moving! The woman walked towards the beach, and Pike looked at the woman's back with respect. The war makes the woman go away, it's that bastard who talks nonsense.

Pike improvised 10 team leaders and said, "Let's work in pairs, and you're all team leaders." Remember that when you arrive in Los Angeles, pay attention to the Los Angeles Daily the day after tomorrow, the advertising slogan is??????。 After you saw the advertisement, you immediately went to the meeting point to report, do you still have any questions? "No objections, and then let's get moving. Pike and Philip, nicknamed Actor, were in a group, and when they saw the groups disappear into the night, Pike glanced in the direction of the sea, and saw that the dim lights on the fishing boat began to move, so he left with confidence.

Early in the morning, Chen Siyuan walked out of the room and took a few deep breaths of fresh air. When he saw the wheat harvested, he was very happy. After coming to this small farm, he cultivated 30 acres of wheat and 25 acres of grain. The wheat has been harvested. The weather has been good for several months, and the crops have grown well. He made a preliminary estimate that the land of his small farm is very fertile, and each mu of wheat land can produce about 300 catties of grain, and 30 acres of land is more than 9,000 catties of wheat. The growth of the grain is also gratifying, although it has not yet been harvested, but it is estimated that the single production capacity reaches 500 catties.

According to the regulations of the Expeditionary Force Management Committee, 70 percent of the grain produced in the first year must be handed over, and he can at least 2,500 catties of wheat and more than 3,000 catties of grain left. Chen Siyuan was so happy in his heart, thanks to the love of the sky, choosing to come to the United States was the wisest decision. Today's Yiqiē is the love of the President of the Empire and the Imperial Government. Chen Siyuan decided to fully support the expeditionary force, and after next year's rations were sufficient, all the rest of the food would be dedicated to the expeditionary force. Originally, I planned to buy a cow and raise a few pigs this year, but supporting the expeditionary force is the top priority, and the others will be postponed for a while, and the good days will be in the future.

The door behind him rang, and Platoon Commander Zhu walked out. "Big brother, it's so early! You have been happy since the harvest came up," "Can the farmer not be happy to see the harvest?" If my father and mother were knowledgeable underground, they would be happy. The horse neighed, probably a little impatient to see the master come out. Chen Siyuan fulfilled his promise, and after the wheat was harvested, he made the decision to marry his sister Siming and Zhu Paichang. Siming was reluctant to leave home, so Platoon Commander Zhu had to live here with Siming, but fortunately, there was enough room to live here.

"Didn't you say okay and call me Siyuan, and call me big brother to make me embarrassed!" "Since I married your sister, you are naturally my eldest brother, so you can't break the rules. Big brother, I'll go to the team for breakfast, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back tonight, you tell Si Ming, let her not worry about it. After platoon commander Zhu finished speaking, he stepped on the war horse and disappeared into smoke. The cavalry platoon led by Platoon Commander Zhu is still stationed at the Sunshine Station in the north and is responsible for patrolling here. Seeing Dongfang Daliang, Chen Siyuan hurriedly entered the house and called his sister to get up, because he came to the car to transport food today.

Early in the morning, Pike and Phillip appeared near Chen Siyuan's small farm, and the two of them changed into overalls. Looking from afar, I found that the owner of the farm was Chinese. "Damn, the Chinese actually occupied all the farms, it's just unreasonable." Philip gritted his teeth and muttered. "Don't act rashly, remember what we're here for. If you can't run away at all if you expose your identity, you must learn to be patient. "The stomach growled, I heard that the Chinese are hospitable, and we begged for food." Pike groaned for a moment and said, "Your deception is brilliant, it's up to you." ”

"Dear sir, can you be kind enough to give us a bite to eat," said Philip, with his hands crossed over his chest. Chen Siyuan was a little alert when he saw two tall foreigners appear in front of him, and he was relieved to see a foreigner's pious appearance, but the other party couldn't understand a word. "I don't understand what you're saying." "He doesn't know English," Pike said. Philip hurriedly gestured to show that he was hungry and needed kindness. Seeing Philip's vivid performance, Pike secretly thought: this kid really lives up to his reputation and is a clever deception.

"Brother, eighty percent of them are hungry!" Sister Siming understood what the other party meant. In the living room, Siming personally entertained the two, and Philip couldn't stop sticking out his thumb while eating, indicating that the meal was delicious. Siming couldn't help but laugh when he saw the other party's funny expression, it seems that foreigners are not so annoying. At this time, there was the sound of a car outside, and the two were startled and hurriedly stood up. The grain truck came, and Siming ran out to help. "It's safer if you can get a ride into town!" Parker immediately stepped out to help.

The officer who came to fetch the grain knew English, and after briefly asking about the identities of the two, he no longer doubted it. Pike and Philip went to great lengths to gain the favor of the commissariat officer, and soon a cart full of grain was filled. Philip took the opportunity to offer a ride into the city, and the officer escorting the car readily agreed. According to the plan of the two, they should not be able to enter the city until tomorrow morning, but they did not expect to be a day earlier. Around noon, the two arrived in Los Angeles and arrived at 3 Apple Street, where they found a hotel. Pike lamented that the intelligence department had thought so well that it would be better to hide his identity by placing his location in a hotel.

The two were ushered into the basement of the hotel, where they were greeted by a man in his mid-30s with a hooked nose. "Major Pike, welcome to Los Angeles. The contemptible person is codenamed Nine-Tailed Fox, and his public identity is the owner of this hotel. "I want to see the gear!" Pike was blunt. "Please follow me!" Enter another secret room. Suddenly, long and short guns abounded, bullets flashed with a shiny dark light, and a wooden box was stacked against the wall on one side, on which were painted skeletons, apparently with explosives in the wooden box.

"Mr. Nine-Tailed Fox, I'm satisfied," Pike said with a relieved smile. "Major Pike, it's my duty to prepare weapons for you, just say whatever you need." "Find us a room, we need to rest, and we need legal status." "It's been ready for you guys a long time ago, please!" At this time, a subordinate ran in in a panic and said, "Boss, there is a team of enemy gendarmes." To their astonishment, Major Pike expertly picked up a pistol and loaded it, and Philip quickly picked up a carbine. (To be continued......)

PS: The US military began to implement the ghost program.