The second section of "Pulling the Wool Over Someone's Eyes"

  Jin Lao'ao, with the help of everyone, exhausted his tongue and swore to heaven, using his old mother as a guarantee, before he finally made Mau Si believe - everyone only knew that his name was Mau Si, nothing else!

  The fool finally accepted the fact that he was called Mao Si, although this name really didn't sound good. The main reason is that from the heart, it feels somewhat inappropriate, but others all say so, and can only compromise a bit! After all, it's better than being called "fool" by others!

  After a long time of stunned silence on the boat, Sha Zi Mao Si finally relaxed and let out a sigh, starting to tidy up his personal belongings. These things were not many, but they all suited him well, he could even call out their correct names: laptop computer, military backpack and kit, Type 81 automatic rifle, Colt 1998 military pistol, triangular dagger cum bayonet, and the combat camouflage uniform and Kevlar helmet on his body, multi-functional field watch, there were also several boxes of ammunition and two sets of clothes in the backpack, surprisingly, there was even a small printer.

  These things are all of Mazi's property...

  But he didn't know yet that a 30 times magnification military binoculars had been secretly put into his own bag by "Brother Mao San".

  The sea is so blue, the sky is so blue, blue to be extremely pure, without a trace of blemishes and impurities. The sun leaves the top of everyone's head, tilting westward, and the sea breeze blows slowly over. The temperature on the surface of the sea has become very comfortable! Especially the salty scent brought by the humid sea breeze, this scent seems to be familiar for a long time, can make Mao Si's mood return to calmness.

  He knew nothing and had no ideas, now the most important thing is to decide how to survive in the future! Perhaps following this group of slovenly pirates and mixing on some devil's island for a while is currently the only way out.

  The fool was checking the items on all sides while thinking, but soon he found himself in big trouble. He just couldn't remember the password of his laptop! It was as if he couldn't remember who he was, where his home was, and what he was going to do. His mind was empty and it felt terrible! Fortunately, he had experience, when he really couldn't think of it, he wouldn't think about it, maybe one day he would suddenly remember?

  He picked up the Type 81 automatic rifle again, and this "new-style broken gun" of the pirates in his hands seemed to have come alive. With a "click", he loaded the gun, raised it, aimed at a small black dot that flashed on a distant island reef, opened the safety with his thumb, and fired three shots in succession: "Rat-a-tat-tat".

  The pirates were startled, Zhou Lai Fu's tobacco pouch fell into the sea and disappeared instantly; Mao San, who was talking to Jin Lao Ye, accidentally bit his tongue, and fresh blood quickly seeped out from the gap between his lips that he couldn't close tightly. He forgot the power of the fool but remembered the rule of the gang - no shooting is allowed within 20 miles of Devil's Island!

  "Who told you to fire!" Ma San roared with a scolding tone. To know that this rule was set by the previous generation's big boss, and Ma San was the loyal subordinate of the previous generation's big boss - He Daguizi! Anyone who dared to despise He Lao Da would be ruthlessly dealt with by Ma San, which had become an unwritten custom on Devil Island. However, today, Ma San only shouted once and didn't continue, although he was the boss on this boat, although there were six other brothers on this boat, and although the person who offended He Lao Da was a foolish newcomer who hadn't even joined yet. He, General Ma San, didn't make any further fuss, after all, the other person didn't know any better, ignorance is no crime, and besides, just now everyone had jokingly said that they were this fool's elder brother!

  Mao San was actually worried about the stupid Mao Si's brother's terrifying marksmanship and the sudden burst of gunfire from his hand. It turned out that this broken gun was good, incredibly good! Mao San had seen the American Madsen machine gun before, that huge machine gun could fire bullets continuously like "Boom Boom Boom" just now. The stupid guy in his hand was a machine gun! Also known as the "linked cannon" often mentioned by pirates.

  After Mao San finished speaking, he turned his head and looked forward. And after being scolded by "brother", Mao Si didn't have an excessive reaction either. He still clearly understood the essence of traditional culture and moral norms such as "family rules, country laws" and "respecting the elderly and loving the young". He lowered his head and silently continued to check his property.

  The "General Wind Seat" with countless patches on its sail returned triumphantly to the Devil's Island base, gathered the personnel and situation of the other three "Wind Cruising" ships, and Mao San led his brothers to the only decent building on the island - the Mountain Stronghold. This was a "stronghold" left behind by the third-generation leader after decades of hard work, mostly built with large stone blocks along the mountain slope, with wooden structures and caves, and the only path up the mountain was blocked by several cast-iron cannons. The stone wall had shooting holes for bows, arrows, and firearms... According to mid-19th-century military standards, this stronghold's defense was still considered solid.

  The ones standing on the mountain path were some pirates with slightly more tidy clothes, holding long guns in their hands. The style and model of the long guns were varied enough to open an infantry weapon exhibition! There were ancient Russian Pishchal muskets, French Napoleonic-era muzzle-loading rifles, 1871 and 1888 Mauser models, and even Japanese Murata Type 22... These pirates were obviously more advanced than those on the patrol boat. They showed sufficient respect for Mao San, but looked down on the other brothers with disdain. Oh, they were very curious about the newcomer, Mao Si - a young man wearing a green hat and floral clothes, dressed in an unusual and strange attire, carrying a short and shiny high-quality steel gun that sparkled with precision.

  Mao San, who was leading the way, whispered a few words to the guardian of the mountain gate and then led everyone up the irregular stone steps. After that, everyone dispersed. Those with families in the stockade went home to eat and hug their wives; those without families, the bachelors, went to the dining hall to eat and at night slept on the large communal bed in the cave, thinking about which trip they would bring a wife back on...

  Mao San is a high-ranking figure, although he's also a bachelor now, but lives in a relatively decent thatched cottage with an old woman over 50 years old who helps him cook and do chores. So he took his newly acquired legitimate younger brother back to his own thatched cottage.

  "Brother, that's mine!" Foolish Mao Four saw the binoculars sticking out of Mao Three's bag and quickly grabbed them back while carefully examining them for any damage. Suddenly remembering something else, he asked without regard to Mao Three's extremely ugly expression: "Does anyone else here have binoculars?"

  "No!" Ma Sanweng replied in a deep voice, he liked that telescope very much. Hei Lao Da had also got a monocular one before, but later he and the telescope were blown to pieces by British cannonballs. Since then, the Black Shark Gang had never gotten another telescope. Moreover, this stupid telescope was countless times better than the old one! Ma Sanweng knew his stuff - because it had an extra tube!

  "Oh, bro, do you remember that place where I fired my gun earlier? It doesn't seem too far away. Let's go take a look while it's still light out, we might find something good." Ah-Sao Mao Si treated Mao San as his real younger brother, although they hadn't established any deep feelings yet. But for Ah-Sao, Mao San was the only emotional support in this world. Of course, aside from his own equipment - because gear is life! Someone close to him had repeated that to him before."

  "What's the point of going there? It's almost time to eat! After messing around all day, damn it, I'm about to fall apart!" Mao San really didn't want to go to that place. That place was so bad even birds wouldn't shit there, what good things could be there, and yet he had to go right away.

  "Just now I saw the reflection of a telescope and opened fire, I'm afraid someone is eyeing this island." Mao Si insisted, speaking out his own thoughts. Just now when he learned that there was no one on the island with a telescope, he had put his mind at ease, knowing that the sneaky black shadow from just now must be an enemy of the Black Shark Gang, and he hadn't killed the wrong person. His judgment before opening fire was accurate: where would someone see their own people hiding to use a telescope to spy?

  "Binoculars? You're kidding me! Nobody here has that thing, I'm telling you again! Oh! Go take a look!" Mao San was just about to get angry when he came to his senses. If the fool was right...

  Soon, Ma San and Ma Si, shaking a small wooden boat, arrived at the reef about 10 miles away from the Devil's Island. The two jumped off the boat, worked together to push the boat onto the beach, and then stupid Ma Si leveled his gun, leading Ma San to start searching this small reef.

  They found a dead body.

  The body had three bullet holes in the back, and judging from the wound, this poor guy was killed on the spot. The corpse had brown hair, pale blue eyes that stared out lifelessly, and a high nose bridge that confirmed one fact - this was a foreign devil! The two men searched the body and soon found a large pile of things.

  Mao San stuffed an oak tobacco pipe, binoculars (double-barreled), a white Langning revolver, several gold coins and several colorful banknotes into his own pocket. This time's harvest can be called rich!

  The fool Mazi carefully held onto the light of the sunset, looking at a small booklet and several documents.

  "Brother, I reckon someone will come to collect this dead guy soon, you see...?" The light dimmed down, and Mao Si Bian put the things into his chest pocket and said. He was still unclear about Mao San's personality, so he stopped talking and waited for Mao San to make a decision.

  "Damn it! We're waiting, let's do it to the end!" After all, he was an old pirate and a highly respected one among the old pirate leaders. Mao San's decision won Mao Si's appreciation and also saved Devil Island from an impending disaster.

  Two people lay on the rock, Mao Si readily lent his pistol to Mao San after taking out a cylindrical object from his backpack that had not been removed from his shoulder and installing it on the rifle's sight. This was an infrared night vision scope!

  "Brother, don't fire randomly, I'll take care of it. I think the other side will arrive soon." Ah Mao Si now calls him "brother" in a more affectionate way. From the foreigners' manual and documents, he already knows: This is British Royal Navy Lieutenant John King, who has been ordered to come and investigate the coral reefs and small islands at the southern end of the South China Sea, also to find the Black Shark Gang pirates who had clashed with the Royal Navy before. The British want to get a clear picture of the situation before taking action, so as not to suffer an inglorious defeat like the Spanish did. For Britain, the pirates in this sea area pose a serious threat to the safety of the India-Hong Kong shipping route. Every year, the gold, silver, silk, and porcelain transported from Hong Kong back to their homeland cannot afford even one loss. Therefore, the Black Shark Gang must be eradicated!

  Lieutenant John King, a diligent man, has been operating with a reconnaissance group here for two days. Tonight, a cruiser will drop off a boat thirty miles out to sea and after picking up four other men come in to this reef to pick up Mr. Quee.

  The moon was very bright tonight, perhaps it's always like this near the equator over the South Sea. The sea surface reflected the clear moonlight and also cast a shadow of a small boat, which appeared particularly clear in the sight of Zhang Gaoyan, who could even see the face of a foreigner wearing a sailor suit at the bow of the boat.

  The small boat rocked violently as it approached the reef, and six people jumped out, holding Lancaster short rifles and revolvers, splashing through the seawater that had just receded from the tide. The leader was still shouting in a low voice: "Lieutenant, we're here."

  The reply was a burst of gunfire: "Rat-a-tat-tat..."

  Mao Si stood up in Mao San's reverent gaze and walked over. The six foreigners fell on the sandy beach 40 meters away, and one of them lay softly on a small boat, he was the first to receive a warm welcome "lucky guy".

  Two men carried eight corpses onto the punt, and Mao San shook the awning to let his foolish younger brother Mao Si carefully examine the other seven corpses. The harvest was huge: there were more than 20 gold coins, silver coins, banknotes, five quick-firing guns and three revolvers (one of which had already been stuck in Mao San's waistband), a large number of bullets, four binoculars, a small cannon that had been moved from the speedboat, two boxes of shells, and some food.

  Two pirates (Mao Si had become a pirate without any discount) returned to the Devil's Island under the gaze of others' envious red eyes, and while Mao San was directing his brothers to move things, Boss Cai Daya and Military Advisor Kong Er Gongzi arrived at the small dock with several trusted followers lighting their way.

  "Old Three, you're really something!" Cai Daya's palm heavily patted Mao San's shoulder, showing appreciation for the meritorious Mao San.

  "Boss, this is my brother Mao Four, who just arrived." Mao Three reported to the boss according to their agreement before leaving in the afternoon. He didn't hide the credit of the fool (mainly because there was no need to hide it, as his brother's credit was also his own). "These foreigners were all killed by Little Four."

  "Wow……, your brother is really something! He just arrived and gave such a big gift, impressive! As the older brother, I absolutely won't let you brothers down, you..."

  "Boss, the two of us have been busy for so long, I'm sure you haven't eaten yet. Why don't I arrange a banquet?" KONG Er Gongzi saw that Lao Da was about to make another promise and quickly interrupted him. In his heart, it was clear as a mirror that someone like Mao San who didn't buy into Lao Da's account absolutely couldn't be in control of actual power. Moreover, if Mao San found out about that matter, who knows what kind of trouble would arise!

  "Right, right, right!" Cai Daya withdrew his hand from Mao San's shoulder and also stopped the reward that was about to come out of his mouth. He stroked his nearly bald head, thought for a moment, and then smiled with a sunny face: "Old three, let's go drink, and there's Mao Si too. Let the younger ones clean up here!"

  Cai Daya dragged Mao San into the village, and as he walked, he turned his head to instruct the pirates who were cleaning up: "Deal with the dead according to the old rules!" The so-called old rules actually meant to cut them into eight pieces and throw them off the cliff on the west side of Devil's Island to feed the sharks.

  Sharks are celebrating, and so is the human! Ma San can finally drink to his heart's content tonight, with 20 gold coins in his pocket, a white Langning revolver on his waist, and a telescope in his bag. The excitement in his heart has never been felt before! Under the enthusiastic persuasion of Cai Daya and Gong Er Gongzi, 20 bowls of mixed wine and a roasted chicken entered Ma San's belly. Foolish Ma Si didn't drink any wine, only eating a few pieces of meat and some rice, silently watching and accompanying them. He remembered in his heart the several exchanged glances between Cai Daya and Kong Er Gongzi.

  Cai Daya really believed what his subordinates and Mao San said, that this young man dressed in flashy clothes was Mao San's foolish younger brother, but he just had good martial arts skills and accurate marksmanship. A fool is even easier to use! So they didn't pay much attention to the new gadgets on Foolish Mao Si's body, nor did they persuade him to drink when he refused alcohol, only wondering how these two brothers could be so different! One was a heavy drinker, the other didn't touch a drop...

  Mao Si is extremely displeased and vigilant towards Cai Da Ya and Kong Er! The person who makes faces behind his subordinates' backs at the celebratory banquet is probably not a good thing, so it's better to be on guard against this kind of person, otherwise you'll be sold out without knowing. As for drinking, there's no need for that, alcohol is the greatest enemy of sensitive nerves and sharp thinking! This was said by someone very close, who could it be? Who could it be? Alas! If you can't think of it, then don't think about it, anyway it's not this "brother" in front of me with a mouthful of chicken and a bowl of wine.

  Don't think about it anymore, let's just think about the future! The bullets in my hand were consumed a lot tonight, and an entire clip was emptied! 30 rounds, currently I won't be able to find replenishment, so this gun should be used less often, save it for the most critical moments... aren't there still several quick guns left?

  In the dead of night, accompanied by the thunderous snores of Mao San who had eaten and drunk to his heart's content and fallen fast asleep, Mao Si thought deeply. What should he do from now on? Should he spend the rest of his life as a pirate? It wasn't that killing people was scary, but the problem was that one day the pirates would go and plunder civilian ships, kill ordinary people, and could he still bring himself to strike with the same ruthlessness as when killing British devils? After all, pirates were too different from him, so what should he do?

  For some fools like Mao Si who have forgotten the past, these questions don't have immediate answers.