Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 1423 Timely Reinforcements

The earl did not intend to embarrass the tax collector too much.After fulfilling all the official procedures, Don Basilio, the captain of the patrol ship and other officials received a gift from Count Vannanova—Princess Datang liqueur.Not to mention that rhubarb liqueur itself is extremely popular in Manila, and the Chinese porcelain bottles that hold the wine alone are already expensive when shipped to Acapulco.The Spaniard disembarked joyfully.Weiss also walked into the cabin below the deck with satisfaction. Now he has a strong support force and means of transportation, and all of this has obtained a legal cover status and considerable freedom of movement.

In addition, he also desperately needs someone to guard his personal safety. Once Hale returns to Manila, his situation will be quite delicate.Once this person has murderous intentions against him, the few people under him will not be his opponents at all, and it is impossible for him to be awake 24 hours a day.

As soon as he stepped into the spacious official cabin under the poop deck, Weiss rushed into the officer's bathroom without looking back.The several sets of bathroom equipment that he ordered are still on the way from Lingao. Apart from taking a bath in the sea every day, he takes a wooden basin to take a shower every day. From time to time, he brings back unpleasant memories of the time he spent in Macau.

After a blissful shower in the shower of the officer's lavatory, and changing into the cotton and linen blend uniform sent by the orderly, Weiss felt that every pore in his body was relaxed.Wool-filled Pulpovan jackets, cumbersome pumpkin trousers stuck to the skin with sweat, tight half stockings and riding boots decorated with gilded spurs, like those stupidly pretentious aristocratic manners and etiquette, all make 300 years old The later traversers feel tired and disgusted.He even began to miss the Balkans, the roar of guns, the screeching sound of tank tracks rubbing against one's teeth, the chilling sound of machine guns firing; A savage, cruel laugh of being alive, but the world bid him farewell.Manila under the Spanish rule was full of sweat and fishy stench. He missed the pungent smell of high explosives, the smell of hot steel and the smell of lubricating oil from engines. In this world, it only belonged to the Lingao industrial empire. Far more nostalgic for him than the incense on women's clothes in the seventeenth century.

"I didn't know you could speak Spanish."

"Professional needs. I can't just greet Mexican drug dealers with a New York accent, let them guess that I am an American law enforcement officer, and I am going to send them to jail." The wig has been taken off, and it is hung on the On the wall, Xue Ziliang was wearing a neatly pressed khaki short-sleeved shirt, showing the full style of the US Navy.

"See what gifts are brought to you." He rang the electric bell and gave orders into the megaphone.

Standard packing boxes were brought in one by one, and a few pairs of strong hands quietly placed the heavy boxes on the linen carpet in the officers' meeting room.

"How many people did you bring? Like this—" Weiss was very interested in the naturalized militiamen who temporarily acted as porters.Although they are all wearing sailor uniforms, their strong physiques, highly coordinated movements, combat boots on their feet and submachine guns hanging on the triangle straps all clearly show that they are special reconnaissance members, Green Bailey of the Senate cap.

"Just these four. Don't think too few, they are all the first-class good guys in the sixth team. If necessary, you can take them to capture all the fortresses in Manila." The newly formed sixth team of the special investigation team focuses on water Reconnaissance and amphibious infiltration operations are regarded as the Lingao version of SBS.The Navy and Marine Corps responsible for providing training support are all jealous of this force.Shi Zhiqi, in particular, has said several times that he wants to form the navy's own SEAL team.

Weiss asked the special detective team for a submachine gun to take a closer look.The "Scorpion" fished out from the Mackerel has been magically modified beyond recognition by Bai Yu and Li Yiluo. It is made of steel pipes. The retractable butt with Gubota rubber pads has replaced the original folding stock. It is a self-made gun. The muzzle flash suppressor makes the barrel look like it's a bit longer.A front grip sticks out from the front of the magazine, and there is a section of cylinder attached to it. Looking carefully, it turns out that it is a target indicator modified with a laser pointer.

"Do these Chinese engineers use automatic weapons as Lego toys?" Weiss found his usual "Scorpion" from the packing box. bracket and muffler.

"They can do more than you can imagine." Xue Ziliang said: "The few weapon madmen at the mechanical mouth are researching and modifying the barrel and magazine of the MGV-176, so as to be suitable for the more powerful Parabellum pistol." Although the .22LR bullet was ready to be reloaded with black powder, the MGV-176 submachine gun was not very popular due to its low power.After the freshness wore off, the veterans of the military department lost interest, except for a small amount of equipment for special investigation teams and training; more of them slept in the warehouse in Gaoshanling.

"Holy Virgin Mary bless them with success." Weiss responded casually while continuing to check the supplies in the wooden box.The C4 explosive packaged in a waterproof metal box is estimated to be enough to blow up the stone wall of Fort Santiago several meters thick.His long-awaited radio station and folding antenna, FAL paratrooper rifle, M75 hand grenade.

"Check your exclusive weapon, Mr. Bond." Xue Ziliang was referring to those strange things in the box, the spy gun disguised as a cane--too bad it couldn't be silenced; The ammunition box is respectively filled with super-caliber anti-personnel grenades and incendiary bombs used with empty shells, and the range can reach 100 meters.Weiss touched the thin iron shell filled with yellow phosphorus and thickened grease, and felt that it would take some courage to launch this thing in actual combat.

"I will write the trial report in as much detail as possible." Weiss shrugged, expressing that he was more interested in the Esmedala itself.

Xue Ziliang took out the handover list of controlled materials: "You sign after you finish counting."

Mr. Lando whistled, and took it over: "There are bullets on it, and the difference between the black powder bullets and the original bullets! Do I have to count them one by one?"

"That's right, the Planning Institute didn't specifically ask you to recycle the shell casings, but you'd better recycle them as long as possible."

"God!"

"There is also a radio station." Xue Ziliang gestured to the box containing the radio station. "Be careful with the battery. In addition, there is an explosive device in the box. If you have to abandon the radio station, don't forget to set off the explosive."

"I think it's kind of a waste to do that..."

"You don't know the elders too well." Xue Ziliang smiled slightly.

"Where do I want other goods?"

"It's all in the bottom deck: bathroom equipment, tableware, building materials, food and wine... and all kinds of outfits you need to look like a lord here. In order to find all these things for you, Li Yan went to the warehouse of the Planning Institute It took a few days. The planning institute thinks that your life is too extravagant. These Jiangshan comrades won for you."

"007 lives in the presidential suite every time he goes on a mission."

Accompanied by the piercing sound of the electric bell ringing again, an officer wearing a snow-white 32-year-style naval summer uniform walked in and stood at attention to salute: "The captain of the training ship Haiqi: Lieutenant Qian Changshui is here to report, please give instructions Weiss stared at the man in front of him with wide eyes, thinking that he was wearing a stand-up collar uniform with glittering golden epaulets, like those short but dignified Japanese naval officers in World War II movies.He didn't know that this naval captain who looked like Mitsuo Fuchita was just a pirate leader under Liu Xiang a few years ago, and he died after being captured in the attack on Bopu.

"Captain," Xue Ziliang said, while taking out a pistol holster from the drawer and hanging it on his belt, "Please show Mr. Lando and me around the warship."

Two or three hours passed, and Weiss felt as if he had spent the whole day on the yacht.After studying various rigging and mechanically assisted sail lifting devices on the deck, I went below the deck to check the various cabins.Whenever a sailor saw this group of people and put down their work to salute, the former mercenary immediately waved his hand to stop them.He likes to keep his hands behind his back and watch the crew members doing their jobs in silence.

"What was originally on this shelf?" The former mercenary labored to ask a question in Mandarin Chinese.He pointed to the bulwarks filled with hammock bundles in the middle, on which there were steel frame-supported pivot brackets on both sides, which were much thicker and stronger than the universal brackets welded on the Mackerel to install the M240.

"It's a machine gun, sir." Captain Qian Changshui replied in a solemn and measured tone.

"Machine gun?" Weiss seemed to hear the bang of the Viper chain gun he was familiar with, and he thought of the 20mm machine gun made in Yugoslavia that made the mercenaries turn pale.How is this possible?
"Manual cannon, similar to a Gatling gun." Xue Ziliang made a gesture of cranking the handle. "It's now stored in the forward compartment below, so as not to frighten our Spanish friends."

Although the waste water on the ship was discharged through the main water pipe laid in the middle of the keel, the front cabin at the bottom of the ship was still filled with a foul and rotten smell.

"That's it," Weiss almost thought that the Australians had stolen some Civil War museum collection before crossing after the tarpaulin was lifted.Under the gas lamp, the five gun barrels glowed with a black blue luster one by one. He grabbed the handle and shook it. The machine parts were oiled very neatly, and the gun barrels turned without any sense of hindrance.

"How fast can it fire?"

"About one hundred rounds per minute, provided your arm is strong enough." Xue Ziliang gestured, "This is the theoretical speed. This thing was developed on the basis of the Hotkiss manual rotary gun. Prototype, the caliber is reduced from 37 mm to 30 mm, and the barrel is increased to 25 times the diameter."

(End of this chapter)