"We can't wait any longer, we need to act immediately." The man leading the field team said in front of everyone in the room.
Wang Jian on the side nodded and agreed: "Yes, we will do it tonight."
"You just arrived today, are you going to be too hasty if you start now?" Zeng Fukui said slightly worried.
Su Chunguang, the man who was the leader of several field staff, took out the pocket watch in his arms, took a look at it, and said: "There are still more than two hours until midnight. This time is enough for us to rest, and we will not delay taking action." of."
Seeing that several people had chosen to take action tonight, Zeng Fukui hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, then let's take action tonight. I will give you the layout of Zhang Xianzhong's residence."
As he spoke, he walked to the only wooden box in the house, opened it, took out a folded piece of paper, and came back with a bag containing fried noodles.
He put the bag containing fried noodles on the table, and handed the piece of paper to Su Chunguang, and said at the same time: "This is a simple layout I drew based on the information I collected. Take a look at it for yourselves. If you don’t understand something, ask me.”
Su Chunguang took the paper, opened it and put it in front of his eyes.
"This solid circle is the room where Zhang Xianzhong lives, and the empty circle next to it is the rebel army protecting Zhang Xianzhong." Zeng Fukui explained at the side.
Su Chunguang carefully stared at the marks on the paper, and every time he saw a place, he would ask Zeng Fukui what it was until he understood it completely.
"This guy knows how to enjoy himself. He lived in someone else's house and even slept with his concubine and daughter." Wang Jian said.
He opened the bag with fried noodles in his hand and poured some fried noodles into everyone's bowl.
Fried noodles are a kind of food that is easy to store and convenient to eat, and unlike pancakes that dry out and harden when they are cold. When people from the Foreign Affairs Bureau are on the road, they will pack a lot of fried noodles to eat on the road.
Everyone in the room skillfully served the fried noodles with water and ate them with their hands.
At the same time, each of them also took out half a salted fish to use with their meals.
"After eating for a while, remember the layout on the paper firmly." Su Chunguang told everyone.
After each person ate two bowls of fried noodles and half a piece of salted fish, he either got on the kang and closed his eyes to rest, or studied the layout map Zeng Fukui had brought out.
Time passed little by little, and at the third watch, Su Chunguang called everyone, "Check the equipment."
This time they came, each of them brought at least two guns and a squatting tiger cannon.
At that time, a lot of effort was wasted in order to safely bring the Tiger Crouching Cannon into Liting Town.
After checking their weapons, Su Chunguang said to Zeng Fukui and Wang Jian: "It's time to take action. Do you want to come together?"
"Zhang Xianzhong killed my former captain. I have to watch him die with my own eyes before I can be reconciled." Wang Jian said hurriedly.
Zeng Fukui said: "I'll go with you. If anything happens, maybe I can help. Besides, no one of you in Liting Town is more familiar with me than me."
"Okay, let's go together, but after killing Zhang Xianzhong, we must evacuate Liting Town immediately. We cannot come back to this place." Su Chunguang reminded.
Zeng Fukui nodded.
Once Zhang Xianzhong dies, the rebels in Liting Town will definitely be in chaos, and the entire town of Liting will become unsafe. Fresh faces like Su Chunguang and others will not be allowed to show up in front of the rebels.
Zeng Fukui led the people out of his house and onto the street outside.
It was past midnight, and there were no people on the street. The rebels in Liting Town did not patrol at all. Even if patrols were arranged, everyone was lazy in the middle of the night and went to find a place to sleep.
With Zeng Fukui, who was familiar with the streets of Liting Town, leading the way, the group quickly reached the outside of the house where Zhang Xianzhong lived.
Looking at the courtyard wall that was as tall as one person, a man under Su Chunguang ran a few steps, jumped up on the wall, hooked his hands on the courtyard wall, turned over and rode on top of the courtyard wall.
The house was very quiet, and the rebels responsible for protecting Zhang Xianzhong were all resting in the room. Only a few lanterns were lit on the corridor outside the yard.
Soon everyone in the group fell into the yard.
There was no moonlight under the night, and not even a single star could be seen. There was no light in the foggy sky, and the earth below was relatively gray.
Su Chunguang walked in front.
According to the layout plan in memory, we successfully reached the yard of the back house.
Along the way, they didn't even encounter a single rebel. Everything went smoothly.
"This is the room." Wang Jian pointed to one of the bright windows and whispered.
Su Chunguang nodded towards Wang Jian, hunched over and walked quickly along the bottom of the window towards the bright room, and did not stop until outside the door.
Then Wang Jian and a field staff walked over quickly.
Su Chunguang took out his dagger, carefully opened the wooden bolt behind the door, then gently pushed the door open and walked in in a flash.
In the room near the light, he heard snoring in the room, which made him sure that the people inside were asleep.
He made a booing gesture towards Wang Jian who was following him.
Now all the state capitals in Shaanxi are in chaos, with rebels everywhere. There are not many soldiers and horses in Jiezhou, and they are all used to defend Jiezhou City. As for the rebel army government here in Liting Town, they are unable to take care of it, so the rebels are in Liting Town. Safety here in Ting Town is guaranteed.
Bang!
Zeng Fukui, who came back from outside, closed his door and walked to the east room with his hands in his hands.
"How is the situation?" Wang Jian asked.
There were several men in the room who all looked at Zeng Fukui. These men were all field personnel of the Foreign Intelligence Agency and specialized in carrying out a series of assassination activities.
At this time, three days had passed since Wang Changming went to have a drink with Zeng Fukui.
Zeng Fukui sat down on the kang and said, "I'm afraid Zhang Xianzhong will have to leave from Liting Town."
"Is the news accurate?" Wang Jian asked hurriedly.
Zeng Fukui said: "I asked Wang Changming, and he said that Zhang Xianzhong asked the rebel leaders to take people to collect food, but the food harvested by the rebels in Liting Town was enough for the rebels to eat for more than a month. Except for what the rebels wanted Away, I can’t think of any other reason to need to collect food.”
"Is it going to attack Jiezhou City?" the man leading the team in the field asked.
Zeng Fukui frowned and thought for a while, then said: "No, if they go to attack Jiezhou, they don't need to collect food at all. As long as they capture Jiezhou City, all the official warehouses in the city belong to the rebels, so I think Zhang Xianzhong not only won't To attack Jiezhou City, it is very likely that the rebels will have to leave Jiezhou City and even travel a long distance, otherwise they would not be so short of food."
"Can you confirm when he will leave?" Wang Jian asked.
Zeng Fukui shook his head and said, "It's hard to say, it could be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, but one thing is certain, I will definitely not stay in Liting Town for too long."
