Chapter 222: The Operation
Chapter 222: The Operation
Four days later, Director Wang brought news, stating that the recent surge in radio communications indicated an impending operation, despite the difficulty in deciphering many of the coded messages.
According to the analysis of communication experts, the operation was likely to take place within the next couple of days.
The end of October to early November was when the Yangzhi City Company Conference was held, and foreign company representatives would arrive a day or two in advance by train.
The timing seemed to align perfectly.
At this moment, Chen Chuan had already returned to his school dormitory. After hanging up the phone call from Director Guan, he glanced at the calendar above. It was the 28th of October, the 93rd year of Jianzhi, with a little over two months left until the end of the year.
According to Teacher Cheng Zitong, the approval for the application quota should arrive by the end of the year, which meant that he would be able to go to Central City next year.
This operation might be his last major assignment in Yangzhi City.
Considering the need to avoid the eyes of the resistance organization, he decided to relocate to the wilderness ahead of time. He picked up the phone again and started calling each team member. Once everyone was notified, he walked to the sword rack, took down the Snow Lady Sword, and returned to the sofa. He unsheathed the sword and retrieved the can of medicine he had obtained during the national draft, applying it evenly to the blade.
This weapon-maintenance drug was said to enhance the quality of the weapon. Initially, he didn't notice any significant effects, but after using it several times, he felt a slight improvement. The warm-up time had shortened slightly, which was a positive change.
After thoroughly coating the blade with the medicine, he held it horizontally in front of him and took a moment to breathe. Instantly, he felt a subtle vibration emanating from the sword.
After a while, he gently stroked the blade, and it steadied. He slowly sheathed the sword.
Then, he stood up and began checking the items he needed to carry. This time, he brought along the Spear Gun and the stone bullets he had meticulously polished.
Once his preparations were complete, he started putting on his clothing.
First, he donned a shirt with various secret ritual patterns on the back, followed by a fitted high-end protective suit. Over the protective suit, he wore a secret ritual-insulated lining, and lastly, a black stab-resistant jacket with patterns on the inside.
Next came the scarf and gloves, also treated with secret rituals. As for the mask with intricate patterns on both sides, he could set it aside for now and wear it when they encountered enemies.
By the time he had finished checking and preparing everything, it was already 4:30 in the afternoon.
As they had agreed to meet at 5:00, it was time to depart. Chen Chuan held the Snow Lady Sword and stood up from his seat. Passing by the door, he picked up a box and exited the room.
Outside, he saw Feng Xiaoqi and Luo Kaiyuan waiting. He asked, "Are you both ready?" They nodded in response, and he said, "Let's go, then."
The three of them left the dormitory building and made their way to the school gate. The car arranged by He Nan was already waiting there, and Wei Chang'an's team, including Ren Xiaotian, Wu Han, and Wei Dong, had also arrived early.
Chen Chuan looked ahead, where the maple trees across the square were ablaze with fiery red leaves. A gust of wind blew by, causing the branches to sway in waves, and the vibrant red maple leaves danced in the air, blending with the sunset's glow on the horizon, leaving behind a trail of vibrant red streaks.
He gazed at the scene for a while before turning his attention back to the group. "Let's go, everyone," he said, climbing into the first off-road vehicle. The rest of the team followed suit, boarding the remaining vehicles and driving out along the main road.
An hour later, the convoy entered the wilderness and stopped at a safe location. This time, they didn't venture deeper but chose to halt at a secure spot and disembarked from the vehicles.
Chen Chuan gathered everyone together. Due to the need for secrecy, he couldn't reveal the specific details of the mission earlier. But now, he began to explain the primary task.
Wu Han, upon hearing the details, widened his eyes and exclaimed, "So, this time we're not going after armed smuggling gangs, but we're dealing with the secret sect and the resistance organization?"
Chen Chuan nodded.
Wu Han let out a 'hey' and said, "Awesome!"
Chen Chuan turned to the group and said, "I'll take charge of dealing with the secret sect members and disrupting their rituals. You all will be responsible for handling the resistance organization members. Someone will notify us of the specific situation, but we should also conduct preliminary reconnaissance."
He shifted his gaze and spotted Ren Xiaotian standing slightly apart from the group. "Ren Shixiong, I'll leave this part to you," he said.
Despite the fading light, Ren Xiaotian, wearing sunglasses, responded calmly, "Okay."
After providing some additional instructions, Chen Chuan went to his vehicle and pulled out a heavy box. He opened it to reveal shirts adorned with secret ritual patterns, all prepared in advance by the Secret Sect Review Bureau.
"These clothes are a precaution," he explained. "If we accidentally enter the range of a secret ritual, they can help maintain your mental clarity for a while. All you need to do is find a way to retreat to a safe distance."
He then turned to Wei Chang'an, "Brother Wei, we can bring out the goods."
Wei Chang'an smiled and said, "I was wondering why I had to bring so much stuff, it turns out it's for this. Little brother, it's a grand occasion, this time it's you leading Brother Wei, you're a real bro."
He called out and led a few people to his car, where they lifted down boxes one by one. Inside, in addition to various models of firearms, there were also hand grenades, smoke bombs, crossbow arrows, protective armor, stab-resistant vests, helmets, goggles, and a whole array of ammunition and protective gear.
Chen Chuan said, "Each person gets a set of protective gear, and the sizes are prepared according to everyone's body type. The names are labeled, so just take them. We have full authority."
Wu Han's eyes lit up with excitement, "These are all good stuff."
He and Wei Dong liked to charge ahead, but in reality, who knew who was charging? Every time, they couldn't feel satisfied. But with this protective armor, it was different.
At the same time, Bao Yuan's group had secretly returned from Shangbu City to the wilderness base outside Yangzhi City. At this moment, he was distributing drugs.
These drugs all came from the chaotic land. As long as a Second Limit fighter took them, they could temporarily possess the abilities of a Third Limit fighter.
However, without a special physique, they could only maintain this state for a few seconds to tens of seconds, and afterward, they would become extremely weak, or even lose their lives. But this was something they had to prepare for. Otherwise, even a single Third Limit fighter with protective armor could wipe them out.
After distributing the drugs, he instructed, "This time, after we blow up the railway, we need to hijack those foreign company representatives and the entire trainload of people, preventing their meeting from proceeding smoothly."
Some of the people below had doubts.
"Captain, just a hijacking?"
"Yeah, can't we just shoot them? That would be so satisfying!"
Bao Yuan said, "These people are more useful alive than dead. If we kill them all at once, the officials at the Government Hall will only pretend to be furious, then secretly curse us as idiots in their hearts, and recklessly hunt us down. Only by keeping them alive can we make them hesitant and let our voices be heard."
At this moment, he seemed to think of something and turned to a certain direction, asking, "Old Fan, are you ready?"
Someone immediately responded, "Boss, it's all prepared. As soon as you start your speech, people in Yangzhi Central City and several surrounding cities should be able to hear you.
If we're lucky, our organization's secretly set up relay stations will receive the broadcast, and maybe even half of Dashun, no, the entire Dashun might hear your voice."
"That's great, that's how it should be!"
Bao Yuan became extremely excited, and this feeling made his whole body tremble. He remembered the last time he felt this way was fourteen years ago when he watched the Mo Lan Corporation being blown up from within in Central City.
He thought for a moment and asked, "Old Fan, how's Old Tian doing? Any news from him?"
"Captain, Old Tian has been busy these days. Those Gray Dogs are guarding the city center, making it hard for him to find opportunities to plant explosives."
"It's fine, let him follow the plan and not expose himself. Also, send a message to the painter and ask how he's doing."
He knew that the key was with the painter. Due to differing opinions, the organization didn't provide much support. Most of the painter's weapons were collected and his little brothers were recruited by him.
Over the past decade, he had built the current team and opened up the current situation with almost no help. Now, he was ready to gamble with this capital.
Even if the company representatives were on the train, they would have qualified security forces, and even the representatives themselves might have some combat implants. This small group wasn't enough.
But he had an advantage; the painter had prepared a secret ritual that could weaken these people's strength, dismantle their minds, and plunge them into self-loss.
This time, he didn't have to wait long. Within minutes, the telegraph operator received a reply, and after translating the message, he handed it over, saying, "Captain, the painter replied..."
Bao Yuan quickly stepped forward and snatched the translated message, which consisted of eight characters:
"The painting has arrived, unroll tomorrow."
"Great!"
He clenched the telegram in his hand and looked up at the faintly twinkling stars in the night sky, "Tomorrow!"
On the other side, at Chen Chuan's location, Lin Xiaoti was wearing headphones and quickly recorded the received radio waves, translating them using a codebook.
After listening to the message several times to ensure accuracy, she removed her headphones, got off the car, and ran to Chen Chuan, handing him the message, "Chen, the telegram has arrived."
Chen Chuan took it, glanced at it, then looked up at everyone, "Everyone, prepare tonight. We'll depart tomorrow morning..." He looked southeast, "Xieshan!"
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(End of Chapter)
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