Generally subordinate to the National Security Council's action teams, or in other words, the various foreign intelligence bureaus under the committee, the regional intelligence stations directly under them, and the field service that performs armed tasks, when they go out on missions, they generally go to other places where they are not familiar with their lives and whose personnel are relatively unfamiliar.

Moreover, in many cases, they carry out improvised, small-scale armed operations, which are very sudden and secretive.

The intelligence station to which the task force belongs is originally a non-existent organization with a small number of personnel, and the local intelligence bureau, or even the executive agency directly under the committee, is simply impossible to send military judges, military supervisors, inspectors, and other units to act with the members of the task force because of the high mountain and water sources.

Because of the impossibility of supervision, none of the Commission's requirements for the field were too strict.

And also because of the inability to achieve real-time monitoring, coupled with the high danger of field agents operating outside, the National Security Council has made a provision that in the process of performing tasks, no more than a certain amount of seized income will have a certain proportion of money, which can be directly distributed to the hands of the operators, which is also a disguised incentive.

The captain of the action team thought about the choice he had made on the spot just now, and there was a faint sense of anticipation in his heart. If he can really rely on this bonus incentive method to mobilize the hearts of this group of "wrong-born" players, it will not be in vain for him to pretend to be such a wealth obsessed.

It was by this time that he finally realized the good intentions of the Commission for the field squads, which were different from the army's battlefield capture discipline.

Originally, he retired from the army and transferred to work in the intelligence department, but he was very opposed to this incentive model, because this model made him feel that he had become a person who worked for money, similar to a thug, and was simply tarnishing the honor and responsibility of Chinese soldiers.

Therefore, he had never allowed his subordinates to share the seized silver, and all the money had to be handed back to the bureau and then waiting for distribution, and later, he found that if he did this, the bonus issued was not as large as the amount distributed by the internal staff. His subordinates weren't good birds in the first place, and they were full of complaints.

In the end, it was the officers of the political work department under the committee who talked to him a few times and gave him some relevant training before he slowly woke up.

Slowly, he began to verify the knowledge taught by the experts at the headquarters, and after discovering that it really worked, he finally made up his mind to change his work ideas and implement a new incentive strategy for the "scum" raw melon eggs under his hands.

In addition, he also improvised another task to stimulate his group of guys.

He deliberately told the possible gains of another task in front of several people, and directly told his subordinates that that task was more oily and watery, and it was more oily and watery than they imagined.

Then tell them that it was because of their laziness and slackness that this mission, which was not far from them, was handed over to a new team redeployed from the country.

He thought proudly in his heart, "Let you be treacherous and unscrupulous, and you must also drink Lao Tzu's footwashing water." ”

"Captain, there's news."

"Say."

"We inquired that the leader of the Li family's bookstore, who was responsible for the fake military ticket, was not in the bookstore when it caught fire. We saw the guy go back to a manor outside the city, and a few people inside were discussing how to resume production as soon as possible. ”

With a "bang", the captain slapped the table suddenly, and angrily scolded, "It's really fucking shameless, a fire didn't cut off the greed of these bastards, and God wants them to destroy it." ”

"Captain, let's kill it now?" The deputy and the team members who already knew the news that a large sum of silver had flown away, all stared at their captain with big eyes at the moment, hoping to relieve the depression in their hearts with a good killing.

However, they were disappointed, and the captain slowly shook his head, sat down again, and said, "There are so many of us, it is too dazzling to go out of the city in broad daylight, and after a while, everyone will disperse out of the city, gather on the dirt slope outside the city before dark, and wait until the evening to completely end this case." ”

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That night, at the same time as the Qingzhou action team was carrying out the weeding and eradication operation. In the upper reaches of the Grand Canal, which connects the north and south of the Ming Dynasty, it is a small city at the junction of Shandong and Hebei.

There are no lights of institutions such as Huaxia night schools here, nor are there hundreds of miles of elegance by the Qinhuai River in the Ming Dynasty, only a bright moon hangs high in the air, and heavy moonlight is sprinkled on the roof and courtyard.

Outside the city, except for the occasional dog barking, there was silence for dozens of miles.

On the side of the Grand Canal, in a courtyard not far from the wharf, it looks different from other people's homes, even if it is late at night, but in the crack of the door of the main hall, there is still a little light.

This is a member of the action team seconded from the General Administration of Domestic Espionage, and is compiling the situation that has been detected in the past few days.

"This is the area where the local gentry have the highest concentration of their own workshops, and it is this area where the workshops produce a large amount of silk, cotton cloth, and cigarettes every day. If normal business competition is fine.

But as for them, not only are the quality of the products they produce far inferior to ours, but even the price is not comparable to the products of our kingdom. Under such circumstances, they even colluded with the government to carry out the idea of local protection, and did not allow the products of the kingdom to circulate locally.

Our mission this time is to break this extremely shameless local protection policy and win back the market for the Kingdom's products.

According to today's reconnaissance, the area where the workshops are concentrated is about 100 meters away from the western city wall, and about 500 meters away from the courtyard where we live, and about 300 meters away from the courtyard where the second stronghold is located. ”

The Commander explained, a bunch of heads gathered around him on the table, discussing the plan of action around a map laid out on it.

The commander's finger pointed to the map, "To the north of the workshop area, there is a green building, which is guarded by a group of thugs hired from the fighting industry, and the number is about less than 10.

If there is a fire in the workshop, they may be the first to come out to help put out the fire, so that the fire does not reach the green building where they are located, in this case, it is very likely that they will encounter our evacuated operators on the way.

Our cover group is ambushed here, armed with short knives, crossbows and other close-range combat weapons, and it should be enough to deal with these thugs without protective equipment. ”