Chapter 197: Intelligence
Chapter 197: Intelligence
After Old Feng and Chen Chuan briefed the situation, they made a phone call to gather their team members, and within twenty minutes, everyone had arrived.
These individuals were all dressed in the Bureau of Administration's standard attire—black windbreakers, fedoras, and sharp gazes—exuding efficiency. They were divided into three squads, each consisting of fifteen members.
Chen Chuan took a few glances and felt that some individuals might be more than meets the eye. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but they seemed non-threatening yet commanded attention.
However, this was a good thing, as they were on the same side. While carrying out the mission, ensuring their safety was crucial, and the stronger the team, the better.
As this was their first collaboration, Old Feng gave a brief overview of how both sides would work together. Aside from Chen Chuan himself, the squad he brought was currently tasked with support and supplementary roles rather than taking the lead.
Chen Chuan had already discussed this positioning with the others, and everyone expressed their understanding.
Wei Chang'an's team members found Old Feng to be a straightforward leader. If they had encountered someone more ruthless, they might have been sent as cannon fodder to scout ahead.
Before the operation began, Old Feng distributed standard Bureau of Administration protective gear to everyone, including a windbreaker for protection against stabs, a protective fedora, and a scarf and mask to shield against wind, sand, and toxic gases.
Being a national mission, there were no restrictions on using this equipment.
Once everyone was geared up, they felt a strong sense of security.
For ordinary people, this equipment could maximize their chances of survival, but for someone like Chen Chuan, it significantly enhanced his combat capabilities, allowing him to unleash his full might without reservation.
Each person also received a medical kit containing various medications, including critical emergency drugs. The Bureau of Administration's personnel also had stimulant potential, with drugs for last-ditch efforts.
At 10 p.m., when everything was ready, everyone boarded the vehicles prepared by the Bureau of Administration and set off into the wilderness under the cover of night.
Chen Chuan and Old Feng sat together in the vehicle. On the way, Chen Chuan reviewed the specific details about this shipment. Since biological combat weapons were prohibited for trade in the Great Shun Republic, Mulan Company had to order them from foreign companies.
This was why Fists of Lion had brought the Taya Combat Spider to the wilderness to find buyers. Aside from large corporations, ordinary people would have difficulty handling such items.
The key to these weapons was the high-energy nutrient, which had a shorter shelf life and couldn't be stockpiled in large quantities. Therefore, after acquiring combat creatures, they needed to purchase a new batch at regular intervals.
Companies that produced high-energy nutrients did have long-term storage technology, but doing so limited other companies' combat capabilities and allowed for repeated sales. Even governments of various nations supported this approach.
Old Feng explained, "We'll head to Antan Corporation's outpost in the wilderness. The intelligence there should be accurate, and there shouldn't be any significant changes."
Chen Chuan nodded. According to the information, the camp had two experts at the Second Limit on the surface, mostly local armed bandits, a few implant combat elites, and no higher-level martial artists.
This included the team responsible for transporting the goods.
The intelligence seemed reliable.
After reaching the Third Limit, many companies would offer substantial rewards, ensuring a more comfortable life than ordinary people without the need to endure the wilderness or engage in dangerous smuggling missions.
Chen Chuan asked, "What about Mulan Company? Since this shipment is so important, they wouldn't just sit idly by, would they?"
Old Feng replied, "That's precisely why we need to be cautious. Mulan Company might send a powerful team to retrieve the goods, but we don't need to worry. Old Cao is keeping an eye on them, and if they show up, his team will handle them."
"Mulan Company has been deeply rooted in Yangzhi for a long time. They must have arranged for backup in the wilderness, so we only need to deal with them," Old Feng added.
Chen Chuan understood that this mission had two objectives: intercepting the nutrient shipment and using it as bait to lure Mulan Company members, then eliminating them to weaken the company.
He tentatively asked, "Will the 'Blood Ink Guard' make an appearance?"
Chen Chuan was deeply impressed by this guard due to their formidable strength. Every member was selected from among martial artists.
After undergoing a series of bone and muscle enhancement surgeries, they received implants to improve nerve response and coordination. This allowed them to match the speed of Third Limit martial artists, preventing them from being overwhelmed by Third Limit fighters.
With sufficient numbers, they could even counterattack or turn the tables on their opponents.
Such strength meant that martial artists below the Third Limit might be powerless against them.
Mulan Company's branch alone had ninety such individuals.
If they sent them into the wilderness, they would be formidable adversaries.
Old Feng shook his head and said, "The Blood Ink Guard is Mulan Company's prized asset. They wouldn't deploy them in such a location. After all, each guard member is valuable, requiring team coordination and specific equipment to maximize their combat effectiveness. The logistical requirements are high, and the wilderness doesn't provide the necessary conditions for maintenance."
"If they were here, we would have discovered them earlier."
"For this operation, we've coordinated with various departments in advance and conducted peripheral surveillance on Mulan Company's activities. You can rest assured on that front."
Chen Chuan thought to himself that encountering one or two of them wouldn't be a bad thing, as it would provide an early assessment of the guard's combat capabilities.
Old Feng glanced at his watch and said, "We still have some distance to cover, so let's change the topic. After the school term starts, are you planning to apply for a transfer to Central City?"
Chen Chuan's heart skipped a beat. "Are you planning to deal with Mulan Company before September?"
"Old Feng glanced at Chen Chuan and said, "I didn't say anything."
Chen Chuan laughed, "We definitely have to go to Central City."
Old Feng looked at him seriously, "It's a must. I've reviewed your records, and your qualifications are sufficient. Only by going there can you achieve substantial growth."
However, there are some things that are not appropriate to write down, especially when it involves people and places within Wu Yi Academy that are unclear. So, you should strive to establish more merits during this national mission, making your resume more impressive. This will be beneficial for your future at the Academy."
Chen Chuan understood his intention. Aside from the official mission and the Infinite Defense Certificate, the records would not mention the Mutual Aid Society's defeat of Tan Wang.
It was right not to write about these matters, as they were unrelated to Wu Yi School. They would only exist in certain department files, and bringing them up might have unintended consequences.
In fact, this was also a way to protect themselves.
However, some things could be openly presented, such as participating in this national recruitment, which would be a very impressive addition to one's resume. Old Feng's intention was to let Chen Chuan seize this opportunity and strive for an outstanding record.
This was Old Feng's favor to Chen Chuan. Chen Chuan expressed his gratitude, "Thank you, Special Agent Feng."
Old Feng smiled, "No need for thanks. Seeing you outstanding juniors grow is the greatest gratitude we can receive." He looked outside again, "We're almost there."
After driving for another seven or eight minutes, the vehicle stopped behind a high slope. Old Feng sent someone to scout ahead, and after about an hour, the scout returned with a report, "Special Agent, everything at the campsite is normal and consistent with the intelligence. Everyone is preparing, likely waiting for the goods to be delivered."
Old Feng called a team leader, "According to the plan, you and your team will stay here with the radio. Report any updates immediately."
"Yes, sir."
Soon, a team of personnel disembarked and quickly disappeared into the night.
The vehicle resumed its journey, continuing to drive into the wilderness.
(End of Chapter)
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