As soon as the two red-haired ghosts left, Ma Xianglan quickly took out a silk handkerchief to wipe Zhao Hao's hands. She wiped the back of her hands several times, and then threw the handkerchief directly into the sea to feed the fish A pure natural silk handkerchief, in Take a dip in the sea water and you can actually eat it.
Ma Yinglong also asked in a low voice from the side: "Sir, don't you dislike Lao Shizi's Qie Zhi Dan religion?"
"I am disgusted not only by the Chezhidan Sect, but also by the Monotheistic Sect." Mr. Zhao smiled faintly, looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle and said, "Only science is my unchanging belief throughout my life."
"Then why do you want to teach Qie Zhi Dan and be the patron of the Far East?" Wang Rulong asked.
"Because our strength is inferior to others, we are no match for the Malacca fleet, let alone the Spanish fleet. But if we really want to make money, we have to trade with the Portuguese and Spanish." As he spoke, he looked at the two people seriously and said: "In our case Before we can drive Portugal and Spain out of Asia with our fleet, we have to make concessions to the church and let them serve as the lubricant between us and the red-haired ghosts."
"Lubricant?" The two of them didn't quite understand the word.
"It's just that the relationship between the two parties was originally very raw and prone to friction. Let them lubricate it and it will become smooth and silky." Mr. Zhao explained, and then ordered the two of them seriously: "But remember, you must stay vigilant and don't let others I brainwashed you!"
"Yes!" The two people responded quickly. This was obviously Ma Yinglong's business scope. He quickly asked for instructions: "Is preaching prohibited in the police force?"
"Yes, all police officers cannot be trusted, let alone spread the word. Once discovered, they will be severely punished!" Zhao Hao said without any room for discussion: "If there are missionaries who question you in the future, just ask them back. Will the police listen to you?" Or should I listen to the master? If they dare to talk nonsense, they will be kicked out."
"Yes!" Soldiers like clear instructions, and police officers are no exception.
"But we can't be so simple and crude elsewhere, otherwise no matter how stupid people are, they will be able to tell that I am playing tricks on them." Zhao Hao touched his chin and thought: "It's okay in China, but you think I am the son of a small county magistrate?" , who can I protect, who can listen to me?"
"Haha" Erlong only dared to laugh and did not dare to agree.
"The only trouble now is Tamluo Island. If they want to preach, I can't stop them." Zhao Hao said with a smile: "But fortunately, Fatty Tang is there, let him worry about this matter. Anyway, Wait for a few years, and when our new warships are built, they will all rush back to Europe!"
Secretary Ma quickly wrote down the matter so that he could remind the young master to tell it to Tang Youde, otherwise he would definitely forget it.
"That's about it" Mr. Zhao thought for a while and felt that this was all he could do, so he straightened his clothes and said, "Let's go to the meeting!"
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"Stand up - stand up!"
The officer on duty gave the order and all the police officers in the large conference room stood still.
"Take a break." Mr. Zhao, accompanied by Wang Rulong and Ma Yinglong, walked quickly to the stage.
There was a crashing sound, and everyone took a break.
"I announce that the strategic objectives of the second phase of this disciplinary operation have been fully achieved, and the 'Dog Beating Operation' has ended successfully!" After Mr. Zhao finished speaking, he took the lead in applauding, and all the police officers quickly followed suit.
When the applause subsided, Zhao Hao then said in a deep voice: "Next, we will carry out the final stage of the operation. The strategic goal is simple - to eliminate the main force of the Maori Navy and the Murakami Navy, and completely control the Kanmon Strait!"
As he spoke, he looked around at the people who were gearing up and said solemnly: "I will name this operation 'Operation Li Huamei'!"
"Yes!" The police officers responded with high-pitched voices, obviously very pleased with the young master's behavior of naming the combat operation after a girl.
Sister Ma felt a little panicked, wondering where this good sister Li Huamei came from?
The young master is indeed a descendant of the old Zhao family, so he is hard to guard against
¡°Alas, I look forward to growing up when I haven¡¯t grown up. When I grow up, it doesn¡¯t seem to be good either.
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Then Ma Yinglong did the intelligence gathering.
"Don't be paralyzed because of previous victories. The enemy we face this time will be unprecedentedly powerful. In terms of military strength alone, the Maori Navy can dispatch more than 400 warships. Among the Murakami Navy, there are more than 300 Noshima family members. There are more than 200 ships coming to the Dao family, and there are more than 200 ships from the Dao family. Therefore, our enemies can gather up to more than a thousand warships and more than 20,000 naval forces!"
The police officers couldn¡¯t help but look serious. Their firepower is not enough to withstand so many enemy ships at the same time, and they will definitely encounter a boarding battle!
"Furthermore, the Kanmon Strait is also very unfriendly to us." Ma Yinglong pointed to the map on the wall and said: "Itnbsp;Firstly, it was far away, and secondly, those sailboats had not raised their sails, so Xianyin did not notice it. At this time, those Chinese-style sailing ships raised their distinctive sails one after another, which was naturally obvious at a glance.
"Master, I'm afraid this is the legendary Ming Dynasty fleet!" Xian Yin's retainer lost his voice: "This old fox, Dayou Zonglin, actually gave us false information to paralyze us!"
Lao Wang who was far away in Oita sneezed, no, it wasn¡¯t me, I didn¡¯t!
It¡¯s useless to say all this now. If we turn around and withdraw now, wouldn¡¯t we become a laughing stock? Disappoint my dear Lord Kobayakawa?
What¡¯s more, Xian Yin, who has an ancestral knowledge of the Japanese, doesn¡¯t quite believe that the Ming Dynasty fleet is really as evil as the legend says.
He gritted his teeth and pulled out the Kodachi, pointed forward fiercely and said: "Give me the rabbit!"
PS. I will continue writing for a while, but I guess I won¡¯t be able to finish one chapter. I¡¯ll post it tomorrow morning. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com