Long live Joachim

Chapter 125: Enlightenment A few months later. The Celtic sea area before dawn is foggy and cold, with light winds and gentle waves. Two half new and old trawlers sailed together, drifting in the open sea for a day. There were already many fish caught in the cabin, and the newly caught fish were still alive and jumping. Those trapped below were barely alive, but the people on board did not seem to be in a hurry to return to port. The sails were completely retracted, and only a faint amount of coal smoke was scattered from the chimney. The horizon gradually turned white, the mist slowly dissipated, and the young men on the fishing boat looked towards the east with eager anticipation. A "dark cloud" suddenly appeared in the clear sky with few clouds, drifting from a height of one kilometer to the sea surface, and its trajectory was different from all natural phenomena. Seeing this situation, the crew of the two trawlers came to the deck one after another, looking up with various emotions such as surprise, curiosity, and emotion. Under their gaze, the massive 'dark cloud' finally approached the sea surface, resembling a super giant torpedo with a blunt and round head, a cross shaped rudder at the tail, and a uniform field gray coating all over its body. Even without the iron cross emblem, its sensational display at major aviation expos had already made it another exclusive symbol of Germany. In the front lower part of this Zeppelin airship, the lightweight frame shaped pod contrasts sharply with the massive cloud like body. The cool and energetic driver, wearing a black leather jacket and windproof glasses, had already identified the connection object through the light signal before descending. As the two trawl boats accelerated, they began to throw bundles of heavy objects off the pod, which were placed in simple containers and floated on the sea surface with the help of inflatable bags. The trawl boat's receiver only needed to pick them up and take them away one by one, avoiding the trouble of directly unloading goods and calmly dealing with adverse weather conditions that caused the airship to be unable to stay at low altitude and other emergency situations. After throwing down twenty bundles of objects, the members of the airship waved to the people on the fishing boat, ending the silent and baseless delivery. Just like before, the torpedo shaped Zeppelin airship rapidly ascended - before further technological development, the aircraft's climbing speed was much slower than this. It finally returned to an altitude of one kilometer, gracefully turned north, and flew towards the coast of Ireland. At this point, there were no more prohibited items in the pod. Regardless of whether the cargo in the airship pod was military weapons or mail, when this 144 meter long aerial behemoth appeared over Ireland, the British garrison acted like a formidable enemy, mobilizing all barracks and fortresses along the way and monitoring its movements with manpower. A few hours later, the airship arrived in the Irish capital Dublin, passing over the city center and finally anchored at the aviation tower built on the north bank of the canal. With the opening of regular air routes to Bremen Dublin, Dublin residents can witness the silhouette of the Zeppelin airship almost every week. Over time, they have become accustomed to this unimaginably large flying object, but the awe in their hearts has taken root. In the eyes of many people, the advanced industrial technology and strong military power of the German Empire have already possessed the powerful national strength to change the world. Under the supervision of British military officials and police personnel in Dublin, it took over two hours for the staff of Gretel Keesment Airlines to unload all the packages in the pod and then undergo open package inspection without exception. Usually, these parcels are sent from Germany to Ireland in private names, as big as a whole box of pear wine, a whole set of cameras and equipment parts, as small as optical lenses, perfume and letters. Sometimes one or two passengers buy tickets to accompany them. On the return journey, the airship will also be loaded with parcels sent from Ireland to Germany, often whiskey, crystal products, handmade fabrics, cheese, and the like. While the Irish hired locally by the airline were busy loading and unloading supplies, two airship pilots in black leather rested in tents next to the mooring tower. They indulged in food while communicating in German without restraint. Although the British officials monitoring from the side had prejudices against the Germans, the airline was nominally operated by the British Irish businessman Sir Keith Mott, and all procedures were approved by the authorities. Renting Zeppelin airships and hiring German pilots were also normal commercial activities. As long as there was no misconduct, they had nothing to say. At around the same time, two trawlers slowly sailed back to Cork Bay, which is the estuary of several rivers including the Li River, Owen Boai River, and Barnakra River. Sailing about 10 nautical miles north from Cork Bay, you can reach Cork Port, the largest port in southeastern Ireland. However, two fishing boats are heading west, upstream along the Owen Bo'ai River, passing through Crosshaven, and quietly escaping into a small fishing village along the coast in the open waters of the lake Four days later, a carriage carrying hay arrived at a villa near Lake Kirani along a rugged and difficult mountain road. When the carriage entered the tightly sealed warehouse, people used wooden forks to pick up grass, unloaded two long wooden boxes from the carriage, pried them open, and took out rifles tightly wrapped in kraft paper from the boxes. Under the light, the metal parts of these brand new rifles shine brightly. Picking up a rifle casually, the burly middle-aged man skillfully inspected the bolt components with his movements. The crisp and bright sound is like the pleasant sound of a musical instrument. Good gun! "The middle-aged man praised. After counting, the skinny young man next to us said, "With this batch added, our inventory is 805 rifles and 96400 bullets Another lean young man had already opened the slate leading to the secret cellar. He walked towards the entrance with half a dozen rifles in his arms and joked, "If King George of England knew we had these guys, he probably wouldn't even be able to sleep The middle-aged man responded coldly, "In that case, within three days, we will be able to have 200 soldiers fight against at least 4000 British soldiers. If we can hold on for a week, we will face at least 20000 British soldiers. Even if we have more weapons, it will be useless if no one uses them So, our camp size is still too small. We should at least double it to accommodate 400 people for military training. After two or three cycles, we will have over a thousand soldiers who can be deployed for combat, "the skinny young man continued The middle-aged man held about a dozen rifles in one hand and said as he walked, "Of course it's easy to talk about. If there are too many people, one message is easy to leak, and one food supply is difficult to keep up. Besides, in this situation, those who are willing to leave their families and risk being arrested by the British army to come here for a few weeks of military training are still a minority. The best way is to let each branch and sub branch organize secret military training on site, and gun shooting can actually be carried out in reinforced cellars At this moment, the lean young man holding half a dozen rifles and going down to the cellar in front of him just poked his head out of the entrance. He grumbled discontentedly, "But our highest leader disagrees with this. They may think that even if we have five or six thousand fully armed soldiers, we cannot defeat the British army with cannons and cavalry with rifles. What makes me curious is that since the Germans can support us with rifles and bullets, why can't they provide us with cannons Can a carriage hide a cannon? "Asked the thin young man in charge of counting. Isn't it enough to just dismantle it? "The skinny young man retorted," That's how they transported machine guns to Saka Camp The less you know about Saka Camp, the better, "the middle-aged man's voice came from the cellar The skinny young man shrugged at his companion with a disdainful expression. In no time, a few people hid all the dozens of rifles brought by the carriage into the cellar. As soon as the slate was covered, the back door of the warehouse was knocked on with a thud. The people in the warehouse looked at each other warily, and the middle-aged man raised one hand to signal his companions to be quiet. He took out a revolver from his pocket and leaned over to the back door, whispering, "Who A free soul, "came a secret message from outside the door. The middle-aged man carefully opened the door and two cloaked men crawled in through the crack. The one in front rubbed his hands and trembled, saying, "Wow, this damn weather is so cold The middle-aged man leaned against the wall and looked outside the door, 'Did you come directly from the campsite?' The man who came in behind turned his head and looked at him, saying, "There's no such thing as that. We went around the forest for a long time and almost froze to death The middle-aged man cautiously closed the back door and said to the two of them, "Hurry up and go inside the house to grill and have some hot food The man in front lifted his cloak and revealed a sharp square face. He grinned and said, "What we need most now is a glass of whiskey The middle-aged man said, "It's only been a few days! You've already drunk all the wine you sent to the campsite! You're such a terrible group of alcoholics The square faced man shook his head and said, "There's nothing we can do. It's so cold in winter, and there's no way to stay in the hut. Now everyone is crowded in the wooden house, shouting for wine to warm themselves up The man who came in later had a melon seed face and straightened his short wooden head. He continued, "It's mainly because it rained continuously for several days, and everyone didn't have a dry place on their bodies. They couldn't raise too much fire, and their bodies were damp and cold. Who has the heart to train The middle-aged man sighed helplessly. Before leaving the warehouse, the square faced man said to the lean young man who was left behind to take care of the horses and carriage, "Hey, Ocalan, we're going to take 2000 bullets with us tomorrow morning, and help us prepare as much whiskey as possible. We'll pray to God that you'll bid farewell to your virginity as soon as possible The skinny young man sarcastically said, "Don't you all have the heart to train? Why do you need bullets? Just carry two barrels of wine back This is a great suggestion, "the square faced man blinked at him and left with a smile. After everyone had left, only the lean young man and the thin young man in charge of counting remained in the warehouse. Their figures looked like brothers, and their hair colors were also very similar, but their facial features and contours had little in common. I really can't understand, "the skinny young man complained to his companions." The Germans have given us a lot of activity funds and provided us with so many weapons and ammunition, but we can only act extremely conservatively. What's the difference between this and the stingy people of the Grantable (Balzac's "Eugenie Grandet" was published in 1833) "Don't say that." The skinny young man comforted. "The British have eyeliner everywhere. If we suddenly buy a lot of food, medicine, vehicles, the British will be alert immediately, and our team still needs time to train." Training? "The skinny young man sneered." As far as I know, among the five secret camps of the Irish Volunteer Army, only the training at Saka Camp is more ideal. Do you know why? Because they have several German engineers there, and every healthy German must serve. These engineers have served in the German army for at least two years, and they know how to organize and train the army. With their partial help, the training at Saka Camp is thriving Oh... German, Prussian, born soldier, "the skinny young man said as he thought of a few words. The lean young man jumped onto the carriage, as if giving a speech to many people: "Thousands of years ago, the Celts and Germans were both barbarians, and our blood vessels also flowed with the spirit of battle. We cannot tolerate the rule of foreign tribes, and we must welcome a new life in battle The skinny young man tilted his head and thought for a moment, "So now that the Germans are helping us, it's like working hand in hand with barbarians The lean young man waved his arm and said, "No, it's two fighting nations fighting together against the arrogant Anglo Saxons, the weak and incompetent Gauls, and the ignorant and greedy Slavs The Gauls and Slavs are far away from us! "Argued the thin young man." As long as we can drive away the Anglo Saxons, we will be victorious Child, your ideas are too superficial. Even if there is no longer a British soldier standing on Irish soil, the British can still interfere with us, oppress us, and let us live in the shadow of the English king's scepter. "The lean young man looked down at his companions from a high position, and arrogantly pointed his right hand towards the distance." Only by getting rid of the weak position and entering the ranks of strong countries can we make any other country dare not bully us, and can Ireland truly gain independence and freedom The thin young man was speechless. The lean young man continued to speak passionately: "The Germans want to use our power to contain Britain, which anyone with eyes can see. They are afraid of being controlled by the Germans, so they only want the Germans' money and equipment, and do not want them to help us train the army. How short-sighted! The Germans want to use us, and we also want to use the Germans. As long as it is in our respective interests, why not use and promote each other After his companions had finished their speech, the skinny young man said, "These words do make sense, Michael Ocalan. I think you should talk to them about them well I wish I could stuff these ideas into their heads, but... "the skinny young man suddenly squatted down listlessly." John, you know, my grandmother has half German blood. If I say this in front of them, they will either call me a German spy or a traitor. I cannot tolerate this humiliation The skinny young man hesitated for a moment and said, "No, Michael, in my eyes, you are a naturally brave Irishman. Your body and soul are fighting for Ireland, and what you are saying is objective truth. If you are really worried about what they will say, why don't we write down these contents, write them into flyers, and let them understand and judge for themselves This gave the skinny young man a new hope. He looked up at his companions and said, "John, well, even though we are just two insignificant people who can only do insignificant things, how can we know that it won't be effective if we don't do it