"Units, prepare Plan A. Shu Ping, I don't care if you finish it there or not, be ready to load the ship within 30 minutes. ”

He cut the communication and hurried to greet the Japanese.

"I don't know if it's the princes, I've kept you waiting."

"This ship is yours?"

There was also a Chinese translator in the group of Japanese, who ran to the front with a lively spirit. When he pointed to the Meteor, there was a spark rising from above, and Gao Zhicheng was squatting on it for welding, holding an electric welding mask in his hand, making a nose and eyes, and there were five or six workers pretending to work on the other sections.

"This ship belongs to the factory, surnamed Lin, the steward here."

He bowed his head and said.

"Is it done?"

"It's almost there, and we still need to carry out anti-rust treatment, and there is still a month."

"We're going to board the ship and check it, so let's get on the boarding ladder."

Lin thought to himself, it seems that killing people today is inevitable.

"However, it's still under construction, so why don't you put on your helmets?"

Lin said, and wrote from the side: "If you are injured at work without wearing a helmet, our factory has no reason to compensate." He took out a dirty and worn hard hat from the basket and handed it over politely. Kimura, who had been waiting impatiently over there, ran over and knocked off the helmet in Hayashi's hand.

"Bastard, don't grind." Kimura scolded in Japanese.

The evil fire in the heart of Chief Kimura has not been extinguished, and seeing that the Chinese want him to wear something so dirty that I don't know if there are lice, he is naturally not angry. Lin had sharp eyes, glanced at the watch in his hand, and thought, it turned out to be your dog's day, I can't spare you for Lao Zhang.

"I said you're really ignorant," the interpreter hurried, "on such a hot day, let Taijun wear this thing?" Are you not afraid of prickly heat on Taijun's head? Go and prepare the ladder, by the way, let the welding stop on it, don't burn the Japanese clothes, then you can't afford it. ”

"Understood, understood." Lin nodded and coped,

"Hey, old man, stop. Let Taijun go up and have a look. ”

Lin shouted at the top of his voice, and Gao Zhicheng over there understood and stopped what he was doing, so there were no more sparks splashing down. The Japanese seemed to be a little careless, and if they had had some experience with ships, they should have seen that the anchor chain of this ship was shiny, and the anchor chain had been opened at all, and the draft was too deep, indicating that there was something in it. As for the face of the surnamed Lin Steward, it is at least somewhat similar to the painting painted by Kinoshita.

Kimura was the first, stepped on the ladder and got on the boat, he didn't notice that the ladder was all rusty, he grabbed it with his hand, a handful of rusty slag, he scolded and jumped on the side of the boat, and the rest of the Japanese went up with the interpreter, and Lin followed last, and also got on the boat, he peeked down and saw two Japanese people smoking and chatting on the motorboat. But one of the * in the armpit never let go. A shirtless figure can be seen in the water below, using a snorkel that protrudes slightly from the water, slowly approaching the back of the motorboat, which is the only way to sneak up on the Japanese. However, boats come and go on the river, and once you start it, it is easy to be seen, but there is no good way.

In broad daylight, it is difficult to get rid of the two Japanese standing opposite each other, and the difficulty has increased dramatically many times compared to the previous night assassinations, not to mention that the entire operation is divided into two areas, which must be highly coordinated, even if the action is flawless, it still depends on some luck, such as whether they will be seen by the people who are traveling on the river, or by the crew who are unknown, how will they behave? It's all variables.

Now the sailors on the Izumo were mopping the floor, and they were condescending, and although the stern was blocking the steamboat, if they looked here for a long time, they might find that a group of people had entered the Meteor's cabin and not come out.

Once on the boat, Lin cast a color to a member of the team pretending to be a worker on the side, and he began to pick up a hammer and smash it into the hull with a thudding sound. Lin did not guarantee that there would be gunshots later, so he first covered it up with general production noise, maybe when the gunshots rang out later, the Japanese sailors in the distance would not care about the gunshots.

"Where is that forest boss, open the hatch quickly, let's go in and have a look."

The interpreter shouted while wiping his sweat. Lin hurriedly rushed to the front from the back and pushed the hatch open. He was the first to enter, and the rest of the Japanese rushed in, but one guy remained outside and watched the hatch. Obviously, these Japanese got into a strange place, and they didn't take precautions at all, at least they had the habit of staying behind to defend everywhere in their ordinary training, but looking at the demeanor of all these people, all of them looked routine and indifferent, who would have thought that the most vicious enemy was on the edge of the Izumo?

In any case, the people who remained outside were still exposed to the Izumo's sight. In Lin's plan, this detail was not arranged, and it could only be seen that the other team members who stayed in Class A had the initiative to solve unexpected problems.

Gao Zhicheng pretended to install one porthole (there are indeed many portholes on the ship that are not installed), and slowly approached the guy.

In the cabin, Lin Zheng led everyone through the narrow passage, which was humid and stuffy, with a temperature of 50 degrees Celsius, and the sound of hammers hitting Class A from time to time outside was really boring.

Kimura tried to speed up his pace, hoping to finish it soon, and go back to his boss at the end of his work, and his mind was full of things like whether Kagezo would hold a grudge. Lin accompanied by the side, appearing on Kimura's side from left to right, blocking the way from time to time, the passage was already narrow, and there was a translator, which invisibly slowed down Kimura's speed, and the Japanese only thought that this person was annoying, and they really couldn't see the fame in it.

A worker, humming a tune and carrying a bag of tools, came from one side and nodded slightly to the Japanese who were left behind, who were forced to give way to the side of the ship, so the worker slipped through the side and entered the hatch. After a while, there was a shout inside, Gao Zhicheng and another person agreed, carrying a metal window frame, it seemed that they were going to go in, the Japanese found that no matter how to let them, they couldn't get by, so he was forced to retreat.

When he knocked down the door, he suddenly stretched out an arm from inside to cover his mouth and dragged him in, and Gao Zhicheng also got in in a flash. The last member of the special team closed the hatch with his hand, and then beckoned to the distance, signaling Lu Qingshan on the roof that he could do it, and then he walked to the stern of the boat and slammed the aft deck with a hammer, as if he was doing some kind of sheet metal work, and suddenly attracted the attention of the Japanese on the motorboat behind. Of course, the knocking sound on the back deck was also a signal to Xu Chong underwater, and he could not be contacted by radio underwater.

At the same time, Lin Xiuxuan led a group of three Japanese and a Chinese translator to the lower cabin, where the second batch of items needed by 419 was piled up, including various parts and food.

He learned from the radio that the first move went smoothly, the enemy left on the deck had been quietly killed, and Gao Zhicheng had secretly followed from behind, and now it was up to him to see if he could solve it quickly. He is not very confident in his skill in using knives and guns, because he can't solve it cleanly every time, but this time, there are people in the cabin, and there are people blocking it behind, which can be regarded as a real turtle in the urn.

"The last door, go in and have a look, shall you? It's hot in this place. The translator fanned his open collar and said, "I said Lin Tou'er, aren't you hot in a suit?" ”

"I'm not hot, I'm not hot." Lin sweated profusely and said with a smile.

Lin pushed open the last door, and was the first to enter the spacious cabin, and then the group of Japanese entered the dark, completely unpowered cabin, and for the first few seconds they could not see anything, but Lin had quietly pulled out the pistol and held it in his hand.

Kimura and the translator turned on their flashlights at the same time, and they were surprised to find that the cargo hold was full of things, all covered with canvas.

"What's going on?"

Kimura snatched it and uncovered the canvas.

A pile of cardboard boxes with the words Merlin Cannery printed on them. In an instant he understood what was going on, but it was too late. At the same time, the cabin was brightly lit. Only then did the Japanese discover that the ship actually had electricity.

Kimura dropped his flashlight and pulled out his gun. Lin had already raised his hand to open fire on him, and 2 other team members poked their heads out from behind the box and shot all 4 men with *.

Kimura was shot in the head for the first time, and the translator raised his hand to signal surrender, but he was also shot in the head and fell. The third Japanese policeman had already pulled out his pistol, but was swept by Lin's automatic pistol, and fell to the ground bleeding in the chest, and the last policeman was the last to enter the cabin, and was standing at the hatch during the exchange of fire, he jumped out of the hatch, but he was still shot twice in the foot. He escaped the hatch before pulling out his southern pistol, turned around and shot inside.

The silent annihilation plan was broken, the gunshots rang out, and every assassination attempt by Lin was really a little bit short.

Fortunately, the sound of gunfire was largely obscured by the sound of hammer striking outside, and the sailors on the Izumo in the distance did not react. However, the two Japanese who stayed on the stern motorboat could still hear that something was wrong, and although their heads were also clanging, they were too close to each other, and they could still hear that there seemed to be gunshots coming from inside.

One of them walked to the stern of the boat and roughly stood above Xu Chong. The other one walked to the docks, intending to go down and have a look. For the first time, the two walked into the blind corner of their respective eyes.

In the distance, a series of sailboats, finishing together, were towed by the only motor boat. They drove 50 metres from the slipway of the MAHLER shipyard. Although it belonged to the fleet of the Japanese Huazhong Co., Ltd., the crew members were all Chinese, and because they could not get a permit for Wang's pseudo inland river transportation, they were forced to work for the Japanese, and they were not lightly exploited.

Many of the crew members were huddled around the side of the ship to urinate, and usually when they saw a ship flying the Japanese flag, especially a warship as large as Izumo, they would pee on the enemy ship if they had urine or not. This has almost become a part of the boating culture after the 26th year of the Republic of China. Of course, Lin Xiuxuan didn't know these things, he burned his butt, and it was impossible to consider these human factors in the plan.

Several of the crew members saw a man wearing something strange on his head, coming out of the water and half-bodying onto a Japanese ship.

"Look at the water ghosts."

One of the crew members pointed there and shouted.

Of course, this water ghost is not another water ghost, although he used the right words in later generations, but what he really wants to say is still some kind of supernatural phenomenon circulating in the countryside, the legend says that the dead who fell into the water will turn into nocturnal ghosts, lurking underwater at any time, ready to drag people into the water.