Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat Chapter 539

  Chapter 539 Padmanabaswami Temple

  Captain Ammar Snyder raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his hand, nodded to Fang Lang and said:

   "According to the plan, we will reach the sea off the coast of Cochin Port at the southern tip of India in five hours. Are you sure we don't need to send you ashore directly?"

Fang Lang raised his head and looked at the sky. It is estimated that it will be dark in more than three hours. That is to say, after five hours, the sky will be completely dark. Unconsciously.

   "No need, just drop us off near the coast and continue on the original route.

   Don't get too involved in the next thing. "

   "No problem, boss, I will restrain my subordinates and ensure that everyone keeps it absolutely confidential.

  However, I suggest that you hurry up and go ashore. According to my experience, the weather tomorrow may not be very good. "

  Fang Lang looked up at the sky in surprise, and found that the sky was cloudless, except for occasionally two small clouds drifting slowly by.

   But the humidity in the air seems to be high. Fang Lang sails more often in the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans, and doesn't know much about the situation in the Indian Ocean.

  When sailing in later generations, there are modern weather forecasts, and it is impossible to sail by experience. Therefore, Captain Amar Snyder told him that the weather may change, which really surprised him.

  However, he would not be arrogant and feel that the other party is bragging. After all, there are no satellites in this era that can monitor changes in clouds and air pressure. Most voyages rely heavily on the experience of the captain.

   Moreover, as an admiral himself, mastery of weather conditions is also one of his essential skills, so after Captain Amar Snyder said, he also noticed that the humidity in the air seemed a little abnormal.

   "Very well, the worsening weather is not bad news for us, you don't have to worry, but you should pay attention to safety in the next voyage."

  Hearing that Fang Lang's actions didn't seem to be afraid of bad weather, Captain Ammar Snyder was relieved.

  The two walked into the cockpit of the ship talking and laughing all the way, and the crew members on board kept greeting them.

  After the seaplane on the sea put down all the soldiers of the Fanglang Guard Company, they began to refuel the plane with the help of the crew, and then they will fly directly to the Changi Naval Base of the British Army.

  There is an order from the Chief of Staff of the Royal Navy. Their Brazilian Navy's aviation unit will rest at the British's largest naval base in Southeast Asia for a period of time until the new order is communicated to them.

  As for the soldiers of Fang Lang's guard company will be the absolute main force of this operation, of course the soldiers of the guard company have not actually known what their mission is so far.

  After boarding the ship, they were arranged to rest in the rest area of ​​the crew to cope with the upcoming action at night.

  Time slipped away unknowingly, and the transport ship of the global shipping company slowly approached the sea off the coast of Cochin Port, the southernmost point of India, along its own route.

In the dark night, a traffic boat with no visible signs and more than a dozen black rubber boats were lowered to the side of the ship. The rubber boat slowly left the transport ship under the traction of the traffic boat. A group of soldiers in full armor but in civilian clothes , sat quietly on the rubber boat and quietly left the transport ship.

About an hour later, this strange fleet slowly approached a beach where a fire was burning. Qi Qingshan on the traffic boat pointed a flashlight in the direction of the fire. The incoming signal, after the two sides communicated through the light signal for a while, the fleet slowly approached the pier.

   "Boss, you finally arrived safely."

   Zhuang Xintian was wearing an Indian-style lantern suit, standing on the shore with a smile on his face, and reaching out to take the equipment bag in Fang Lang's hand.

  Seeing Zhuang Xintian's attire, the guards and even the soldiers who went ashore with Fang Lang laughed strangely, and Qi Qingshan couldn't help but said directly:

   "What kind of clothes are you wearing?"

   Zhuang Xintian looked down at his clothes when he heard the words, and said with a smile:

  "These Indians are all dressed like this, and they have to wear a large turban on their heads. You will know it when you see it in the morning tomorrow.

  We want to be unobtrusive, so we can only choose to do as the Romans do.

  But if you don't want to, you can consider changing into a sari worn by Indian women. That thing can wrap your whole body, and no one will know whether you are a man or a woman while walking on the road! "

  Qi Qingshan glared at the other party unhappily upon hearing the words:

   "What are you talking about! I won't wear women's clothes even if you kill me."

   Fang Lang saw the two fighting, smiled and patted Zhuang Xintian on the shoulder and said:

   "Okay, clothing is a trivial matter, how are you doing with the preparations?"

  Zhuang Xintian didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Fang Lang. Hearing his question, he quickly looked solemn and said:

   "Don't worry, the boss, everything is going according to plan. Now more than a thousand young Muslims have quietly gathered nearby. We can implement the plan as long as you give an order."

   "Very good, have you figured out the situation in the temple?"

   Fang Lang glanced at the soldiers of the guard company who were going ashore in an orderly manner behind him, then looked at the dark environment on the shore, and asked in a low voice.

   "I figured it out, boss, come with me."

   After speaking, Zhuang Xintian took the lead in turning around and walking towards a woods on the side, turning back to Fang Lang while walking and saying:

   "The target is at the seaside 400 meters away, you see, that is the location of the temple.

  According to our reconnaissance, this temple does not seem to be taken seriously by them. There are usually only three people in the temple responsible for maintenance. There are many people who come to worship in the temple, but there are no guards at all. "

  Fang Lang and Qi Qingshan followed Zhuang Xintian, passed through a very sparse forest, and followed the direction of Zhuang Xintian's finger, and they saw a building about 20 meters high.

  Different from the completely dark surroundings, this building is the only place nearby that is illuminated by oil lamps.

  The building is also very close to the seaside. In the dark night, Fang Lang can vaguely see the outline of the coastline less than 100 meters away.

   "Is this far from the location of their palace? If there is no one to stop, when will the guards of the palace be able to rush to the location of the temple?"

  “The palace is about three kilometers away from the temple, and there are more than 300 guards in the palace, but according to our observations, these so-called guards have no fighting power at all, and many of them are their servants at all.

   However, there is an original British barracks ten kilometers away from the palace, and now one of their regiments is stationed in it, but the commander of this regiment is still British. "

   "British, hasn't the British Empire announced that it will give India independence? Why is it still serving as the commander of the Indian army? It seems that it is not ready to delegate power until the last moment!

  That's fine, if there are British commanders, they won't be very active in serving the royal families of these states. In other words, the little king can really command only about 300 guards.

  This is a good thing for us! "

"Yes, as far as I know, the British are not going to hand over these troops directly to these states. In order to avoid unnecessary wars caused by the king of the state taking too much military power, the British will definitely use the military power at the last moment. All handed over to the Indian government."

   "This is more convenient. The current Indian government has not yet fully controlled the power, and the following states still have their own affairs. It is very important to stabilize the military power. This can be regarded as a good deed by the British.

  However, after the operation officially begins, we still need to focus on the movement of this army, and we cannot let them add chaos to our operation. "

   "Yes, boss! Please tell us that we have made a detailed plan."

  Zhuang Xintian seemed to be very confident about this. Obviously, he had already made a corresponding plan. Seeing this, Fang Lang nodded with satisfaction, and did not continue to ask about the content of the other party's plan.

   Then, he looked at Fang Lang with some doubts and said:

   "Boss, according to our reconnaissance during this period, this temple is seriously lacking in maintenance, and the building has been in disrepair for many years and has been dilapidated, but even the royal family of Travancore doesn't seem to care much about the existence of this temple.

   Just sent three old men to guard it. Can such a place really have the treasure you mentioned? "

  Looking at Zhuang Xintian with a suspicious face, Fang Lang looked at the temple in the darkness in the distance, and kept comparing the pictures of the temple seen on the Internet in later generations with the real thing in front of him.

  He clearly remembered that the reason why this treasure was discovered at that time was because someone complained to the Indian government that the state government responsible for managing this temple did not act and lacked effective management of the temple.

  The temple was dilapidated and there was a risk of becoming a dangerous building. It was requested to be taken over by the Indian government. After the Supreme Court of India ordered the local government to take over the temple.

  When the local government took over the temple, they had to count the assets in the temple. As a result, a large amount of treasure gold was found as soon as the secret room of the temple was opened.

  When the news was reported at the time, there were detailed pictures. Fang Lang could still vaguely remember the appearance of the temple. From the first sight after arriving here, although it was not very clear because of the night.

  But he is 80% sure that the building in front of him is the same as the building in his impression of later generations.

   "I'll find out if there's any treasures. I'll go in and see for myself tomorrow. Don't worry. The Travancore royal family may have their own reasons for not paying attention to this temple. We don't need to pay special attention to it.

  If they really pay special attention, there is no chance for us to start. "

   After speaking, point your finger to the coast closest to the temple.

   "Qingshan, arrange for people to disguise themselves as local fishermen tomorrow and dive along the coastline to confirm whether there is a direct passage to the secret room of the temple in the sea."

  Qi Qingshan and Zhuang Xintian looked at each other, and they didn't quite understand what Fang Lang meant, but they still chose to obey orders habitually.

   "Yes, boss!"

   As for whether the soldiers of the naval guard company can carry out diving operations, the two have no hesitation at all. After all, this is one of their regular training contents.

   "Xintian, there seem to be a few households near this temple. Have you scouted out how many of them are there? Can we directly control them?"

   "Don't worry, the boss. We have already investigated clearly. There are less than ten households nearby, all of whom are fishermen who make a living nearby. We are absolutely sure to shut them up completely."

Fang Lang heard a hint of sternness from the other party's words, but he didn't even frown. He had expected this for a long time. Fang Lang is no longer the young man he was back then. In his opinion, it was nothing at all.

  So, he didn't show any discomfort with Zhuang Xintian's attitude.

   "Very well, let's go to the hiding place tonight, and you will accompany me to visit the temple tomorrow. After I confirm the situation on the scene and confirm that there is no problem, we will start directly."

   "Yes, boss!"

   Then, accompanied by Qi Qingshan and Zhuang Xintian, Fang Lang quietly left the woods. The soldiers of the guard company on the beach have already completed the landing work under the leadership of other soldiers from the Navy's special tactics research team responsible for exploring the way.

   The rubber boats had been deflated by the soldiers and put away, leaving only a traffic boat without any indication dragged into the woods and hidden by trees.

  In order to ensure absolute secrecy, the soldiers of the special tactics research team who went ashore earlier did not enter the Indian gathering area, but lived in an abandoned house near the beach.

   This is a shack-like shanty area with a very bad living environment. The original residents have disappeared, and Fang Lang and others have no intention of disgusting them, and quietly hid with the soldiers.

  Early the next morning, Fang Lang painted his face black, put on a big beard, and changed into a slightly worn-out Indian lantern suit, with a big turban wrapped around his head.

These basic disguises are small problems for Fang Lang. The only thing that makes Fang Lang very uncomfortable is that these ordinary Indian civilians have no shoes to wear. Therefore, in order to pretend to be a little bit better, he had to go barefoot, and deliberately Painted the feet black, and stepped a few times in the filthy dirt.

  Although, even if you don't do this, ordinary temple congratulations in Indian temples and Hindus who go to worship in temples may not be able to detect abnormalities.

  But in order not to leave any hidden dangers, Fang Lang still chose to be as perfect as possible.

  Fang Lang, who had finished his disguise, was led by Zhuang Xintian, mixed in with the believers who went to the temple to worship, and quietly entered the temple.

Although Fang Lang had already confirmed last night that this was the temple they were looking for, when Fang Lang approached the periphery of the temple today during the day, he was even more sure of the identity of the temple. This is indeed what he saw from the news of later generations Padmanabaswami Temple.

  The two followed the crowd of worshipers slowly into the temple. The interior of the temple was indeed very old as Zhuang Xintian said yesterday.

  The stone floor has been stepped on thickly, and the sculptures carved in yellow sandstone have been eroded by the sea wind so that they can't see their original appearance.

   What is even more exaggerated is that the annex buildings of two temples have already collapsed obviously. Now that this is the case, it is no wonder that Hindus will complain to the Indian government in later generations. The royal family of Travancore has neglected the management of this temple.

   As far as Fang Lang sees now, the temple has already begun to fall into disrepair, not to mention what will this temple look like in a few decades.

Of course, these are not related to Fang Lang. The most important thing for him now is to find the location of the secret room of the temple, so as to facilitate the excavation of the treasures later. The two of them were dressed as pious believers, and they mixed among the believers and quietly looked at each of them. A room with statues.

  (end of this chapter)

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