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Chapter 713 It¡¯s the first battle, right?

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    On board the ocean-covering ship.

    Uncle Mi handed the binoculars to his employer, and only then did Zhao Hao see clearly that it was a ship on fire.

    Under the light of the fire, you can vaguely see a three-masted sailboat on the side, with shadowy figures above it, and small orange dots flying out constantly.

    "Are you shooting rockets?" Mr. Zhao asked.

    "Yes." Uncle Mi nodded and asked in a deep voice, "Sir, should we stop and wait until the fighting is over before we move forward?"

    "What do you think?" Zhao Hao asked.

    "Hehe." Uncle Mi stroked his gray beard and said with his true colors: "Both ships are not big. The one on fire was a two-masted sand ship, with at most ten people on it. The three-masted ship was a blessing ship, with up to  People number thirty or forty.¡±

    "What do you mean, uncle?" Zhao Hao pressed his straw hat.  "Let's join in the fun?"

    "Yeah." Uncle Mi nodded and said, "We have so many people and a big boat, we can scare them to death. It's also good to let the boys gain experience."

    "Then let's go!" Mr. Zhao changed his steady style of putting safety first on the shore and became more aggressive and aggressive.

    So when it comes to role-playing, sometimes you get too involved in it.  I wonder if Mr. Zhao will become a rubber man with retractable limbs in the future and develop a domineering and domineering look.

    After Captain Mi received the order, he immediately ordered the helmsman to send a signal with the ship's light.

    The sailors on the two five-masted sandships saw the red lantern hanging on the flagship and hurriedly sounded the alarm gong.

    The Jiangnan Company security guards in the cabin immediately picked up their weapons when they heard the siren, and under the leadership of their respective team leaders, rushed to the deck and took up their positions.

    Strict training is not the purpose, and strict military discipline is not for good looks.  It's all so that when an emergency happens, the soldiersoh no, the security guards can stay calm and not get messed up.

    Torches were lit one by one, illuminating the deck as bright as day.

    ? A wooden box was brought out, and when opened, it was full of brand new beak guns.  They were all smuggled from Guangdong by Tang Ji Nan Goods Store.

    It¡¯s not that Zhao Hao, the supervisor of the Nanjing Arms Bureau, has no ability to obtain guns from official channels.  Instead, the guns were privately made by Guangdong craftsmen, and their quality was far superior to the guns made by the Ordnance Bureau.  Not to mention the explosives made by the local security office.

    Of course, it is Lenggui. One made in Guangdong is more expensive than two made in Guangdong.

    "But is Mr. Zhao someone who cares about money?"  I immediately ordered five hundred of them as a meeting gift for my disciples.

    ¡° Take it out now and try the gun first.

    ??~~

    Whether it is the Kunshan Gunners Battalion or the Security Brigade, the training time is too short, and they have to shoulder heavy patrol tasks.

    Even if the veterans of the Qi Family Army come to train, it will only take two or three months to help them get rid of their loose habits and make them follow orders and prohibitions.

    As for military literacy, it is not enough to carry the shoes of a real Qi Jiajun.

    The recruits were in a state of panic and finally completed the reloading, but could not get a chance to fire a round.

    Their task was just to load bullets for the veterans of the Qi Army in the front row.

    "Compared to the panicked recruits, the veterans are much calmer.

    They tilted their necks and glanced at the two ships in the distance, then calmly placed their guns on the railings, waiting for the next order.

    "Captain, why don't you shoot?"

    "What the hell, are you trying to make splashes from so far away?" He also leisurely lectured his new recruits.

    "It's okay to panic, you don't need to shoot, just treat it as training. If anyone freaks out again, I will throw him into the Yangtze River."

    Under the reprimands of the veterans, the recruits gradually calmed down.

    Two five-masted ships also gradually approached the scene of the conflict.

    Although Zhao Hao's ship was lagging behind, he could see without a telescope that the brig had been burned into a brazier.

    Everyone on the boat jumped into the river.

    But the people on the pointed three-masted boat still didn't let them go.  In a cruel way, he used his bow and arrow to kill the person who fell into the water.

    When he was wondering whether he should speak first or establish his authority first, he suddenly heard the sound of frying beans on the ship ahead.

    Immediately afterwards, thick white smoke rose, which was particularly obvious in the blue night.

    The security team actually shot first.

    Zhao Hao looked at Uncle Mi with a confused expression, and Uncle Mi looked at Young Master Zhao with a helpless expression.

    "It is inconvenient to give orders at sea. Each ship decides on its own, and I can't control it."

    "Okay." Zhao Hao smiled bitterly and turned back to see the battle situation.

    I saw the three-masted fortune ship adjusting its sails and moving quickly.??Turn north.

    "They are going to run away." Uncle Mi shouted, seeing through the other party's movements.  He couldn't help but sigh and said: "Our ship is too stupid, I'm afraid we won't be able to stop it."

    The sand ships with square heads and square brains are inherently stupid. Zhao Hao's five-masted sand ships are not warships. How can a three-masted fortune ship with a small ship and easy to turn around be maneuverable?

    "Then stop chasing and save people." Zhao Hao sighed with regret, why did it end before he could even see the situation.

    Uncle Mi asked the helmsman to go out and light the lights. As expected, the two large sand boats stopped their pursuit and lowered their small boats to rescue people.

    ??~~

    Half an hour later, a small boat came over and reported the situation to Zhao Hao.

    "Japanese pirates?" Mr. Zhao was surprised. This was the estuary of the Yangtze River and had not yet gone to sea.

    "It's a Japanese pirate." The person who came to report was Ma Yinglong, the former deputy captain of the Xishan Island Security Brigade and now the captain of the special security team.

    "Brothers saw that the people on the lucky boat were all prostitutes, so they opened fire." Ma Yinglong was from Qi Jiajun's Qianzong. When he saw that there were Japanese pirates causing trouble, he naturally felt a little embarrassed on his face.

    "We also caught a fake Japanese pirate who was shot and fell into the water."

    "What about the other group of people?" Zhao Hao asked again: "Are they also Japanese pirates?"

    "They said they were from the Shachuan Gang." Ma Yinglong said with a strange expression.

    "He's from the Shachuan Gang" Zhao Hao gently stroked his straw hat. The Shachuan Gang on Chongming Island mainly runs Yangtze River shipping, so it's reasonable to encounter them.

    He asked Uncle Mi and found out that it was still eighty miles away from Xisha Island in Chongming, and it was against the current, so it would take midnight to reach the shore.

    Only then did Mr. Zhao realize that he still lacked imagination about the size of Chongming Island.  I thought I could reach Chongming by walking a few dozen miles downstream from Wusongkou, but I didn't expect it was still far away.

    Having nothing to do, he asked Ma Yinglong to bring the leader for questioning.

    Before anyone came, Zhao Hao went down to the cabin and told the three girls that everything was fine and that they could sleep peacefully until Xisha called them.

    When he was forced by the girls to eat sugar water and came out of the front cabin, he saw Ma Yinglong and three people getting on the boat.

    The leader is a young woman She is wearing a blue dress and a white forehead wiping, which is the dress of a widow.

    The other man and woman should be her entourage, standing behind the little widow with alert expressions.

    "This is my young master." Ma Rulong introduced in a hurried voice.

    "The widow, Mrs. Shen Chen, thanks you for saving your life." The little widow bowed to Zhao Hao Yingying.

    Zhao Hao saw that she was beautiful and elegant, with a graceful figure.  At this time, the clothes and hair were not very dry. The slightly disheveled hair was sticking to the forehead, and the lips were cold and bloodless, but they still couldn't hide the perseverance between the brows.

    ¡®A woman should be pretty and filial.  ¡¯

    Six inappropriate words suddenly popped into Mr. Zhao's mind. He hurriedly muttered an apology to himself, and quickly asked the guards to prepare cotton towels for the three of them, make ginger soup, and then asked them who they were and why they were attacked.

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