Chapter 201: Contact |
Inside the war room, everyone looked in the direction Commissioner Cao pointed.
Zhang Mountain.
Zhang Mountain?
Most people were puzzled.
But they quickly realized that, from the current directions available for Molan Company to retreat, heading towards the Great Wasteland was indeed the most likely escape route.
"But if that's the case, how will they cross the wasteland? How will they solve the logistics supply problem?" An official attending the meeting raised the question.
Zhang Mountain almost shields the entire northern part of Yang Zhi, where there are no roads because there is no need to build them. It's almost impossible to travel by car from there.
Molan Company's retreat isn't just one or two people; there will definitely be a large number of Company personnel accompanying them, such as the heavily funded Blood Ink Guard, logistics team, technology research and development team, management team, etc. These are Molan Company's real resources and essence, the capital for their comeback, and they can't abandon them.
With such a large number of people entering the wasteland, logistics supply is a major problem.
This made some sense, but many people disagreed. Saying there are supply stations in the wasteland is possible, and very likely.
But saying they built underground bases in the wasteland is overestimating Molan Company too much. Setting them too close is useless, and transporting supplies from further away would be a big problem, and the commotion wouldn't be small. It's impossible to do it for so many years without anyone noticing.
At this time, several officials from the Government Affairs Hall exchanged whispers, and then one official spoke up and raised a question that many people were concerned about: "Regarding Molan Company's retreat, Commissioner Cao, are you planning to take action in the city or encircle them outside the city?"
The difference between taking action in the city or outside the city is too great.
If it's in the city, the officials from the Yangzhi City Government Affairs Hall definitely don't want to see it, not out of concern for the property and safety of the citizens, but because Yangzhi City is their political base, and too much loss would definitely not be a bonus for them.
Commissioner Cao looked at them and gave a very definite answer.
"This encirclement battle will take place outside the city."
The officials from the Yang Zhi Government Affairs Hall looked relieved. In fact, these days, they have been trying to persuade Commissioner Cao not to start a war in the city, but to try to force the people from Molan Company to leave, and hinted that they would give him benefits and various support.
Now, hearing this affirmative answer, they believed that their efforts had been effective. In this case, they would also support Commissioner Cao in the subsequent actions and give the deserved reward.
Not everyone present disagreed with this plan, but no one took the initiative to bring it up. After all, ignoring the deaths of the people and putting the battlefield in the city would not be a good reputation. People who aspire to climb up would not do this, and those who don't care about these things had already communicated in advance before the meeting started.
Seeing that no one raised any more questions, Commissioner Cao immediately started calling, arranging for people to intercept the convoy going to National Highway, and in order to let Molan Company retreat with peace of mind, he also sent out real manpower this time, completely suppressing most of the Strength on the surface.
After arranging everything, he returned to the war room.
Next is nothing more than waiting. Believing that Molan Company, after receiving the news that the convoy was under siege and confirming the scale of the attack, should start to act.
But in the next few hours, there was no movement at the Molan Company Building, and everyone could only sit here and wait.
Some people couldn't help but begin to doubt Commissioner Cao's judgment, but most people were very sure.
From the news that was gradually sent back, although the Strength of the convoy that Molan sent out at the beginning was good, many of them were elites from the foreign operations department, but they were definitely not the main force, especially the members of the Blood Ink Guard, not a single one was seen.
Molan Company must still have some big moves, but they haven't been seen yet.
At this time, a person came over in a hurry and handed over a translated telegram, "Commissioner Cao, urgent Telegram!"
Commissioner Cao took it and looked at it. He looked up at everyone, "Our monitoring station found that a large number of Molan Company people appeared in the lower reaches of the Black River, near the Li Family Trading Post section."
"What?"
Everyone was surprised, and someone reacted quickly, "Is it the river?"
Commissioner Cao said: "Yes, the risk of going by land is high, but Molan Company can choose to enter the river from the underground sewers. From their current location, they are going towards Zhang Mountain."
Everyone looked up at the map hanging on the wall. From the direction where the Molan Company personnel were, it was already very close to Zhang Mountain, indicating that Commissioner Cao's judgment was accurate.
But judging from the distance, these people will soon be able to enter Zhang Mountain, and it is expected that they will soon be able to rush into the Great Wasteland.
Someone on the seat asked: "Commissioner Cao, since you expected it, is there an arrangement in Zhang Mountain?"
Commissioner Cao said slowly: "A gang has been entrenched in Zhang Mountain for a long time. I have given them a batch of weapons. They will use the fortifications left over from the Great Reclamation period to block Molan Company for us. Our people only need to follow up and chase after them." He looked at everyone, "Next, I hope that all departments will cooperate as much as possible."
Iron Chain Gang?
Everyone suddenly realized, but many people frowned. The Iron Chain Gang is just a gang, after all, not an Army. Even with support, it doesn't look like they can stop Molan Company. If Commissioner Cao had expected that Molan Company would go from under the river, it would be more reliable to arrange some manpower there in advance to be responsible for intercepting them.
But since it has been said now, according to the prior communication, they can only follow this arrangement.
So people from various departments got up, some making phone calls, some sending Telegrams. Sharp whistles also continued to sound inside the Patrol Bureau headquarters. With the sound of military boots and the starting of troop carriers, a large number of police officers began to assemble.
In a section of the lower reaches of the Black River, five directors came up from the river. With the help of Company employees who had landed in advance, they peeled off the outer membrane bodies wrapped around their bodies, which were specially used for underwater diving.
Around them, there were now more than two hundred Molan Guards, instead of the ninety people shown in the intelligence. Each of these people was wearing thick ink-red protective uniforms, with goggles on their faces, fully armed, and most of them carried a black-bladed Long Sword on their backs in addition to the firearms they carried with them.
These people's faces had a slightly glowing Molan implanted makeup, as if it was deeply embedded inside, wrapping the entire face, and each of them was expressionless at the moment, and even their standing postures were the same, looking as if they were cast from the same template.
The five directors were very relieved about them, because Molan Guard members would undergo a brainwashing procedure after joining, and they were absolutely loyal to them, and would give their lives for them without hesitation.
At this time, an intelligence department staff member came over to report: "Directors, ahead is Zhang Mountain, and the Iron Chain Gang members entrenched there seem to be prepared."
The five directors looked at each other after hearing this news.
"There is indeed an arrangement here. They deliberately let us out, wanting to use the old fortifications in the mountains to block us, and then chase us from behind, and encircle and annihilate us here."
"Simple, effective, but they seem to have ignored the technological gap."
"Perhaps they also provided technical support to the Iron Chain Gang people?"
"Expected, send a Telegram, activate all the internal agents placed in the Iron Chain Gang, let the Blood Ink Guard cooperate with Combat Weaponry to dispatch, give them an hour to solve everyone above."
As the order was passed down, boxes containing Combat Weaponry were opened one by one. As High-Energy Nutrient was injected, two hundred and fifty Fighting Mantis jumped out of them, flashing cold and ruthless compound eyes.
Under the gesture command of a technician, these mantises opened their wings and jumped and flew towards the mountains.
Inside the Molan Company Building, Manager Luo stood in the empty conference hall, with a Radio beside him, and a Telegram operator was sitting there with headphones on, seemingly waiting for something.
At this time, he looked at his watch. When the pointer reached the two o'clock position, the Telegram operator seemed to have heard something and quickly translated a string of numbers.
Manager Luo walked over quickly, picked up the number, and then he quickly dragged out a safe. When he dialed the last number, with a click, the thick safe door opened. He reached out and took out a syringe of Drugs from it, and quickly injected himself in the heart.
Soon, his face relaxed.
Molan Company Control personnel, in addition to brainwashing methods, also use various Drugs. The five directors asked him to hold on to the Building before evacuating, to hold back possible attacks, but they couldn't give him no hope, so they left the Clarity Releasing Agent that had been confirmed in person in advance.
At this time, even if he told the truth, even if he chose to evacuate as well, it didn't matter, because the Company directors had arrived at the place they should have arrived at.
And next, he has to consider himself.
He immediately asked the Telegram operator to send a message to a specified band:
"I will evacuate from the Company's underground sewer now, and will carry the Data collected over the years with me. The gold notes are also ready. I hope you will do what you promised me."
After a while, the Telegram replied:
"I will send someone to pick you up and bring you a new identity. After you come over, I will first help you arrange a position in the local department, and then transfer you back to my side to work in a year or two."
"It's a deal."
"Where are you going to meet?"
"Wujia Town, Old Factory No. 2 cargo terminal, four o'clock."
"Wait there when you arrive, my people will arrive later."
At the police headquarters, inside the war room, as orders were sent out one by one, everything was being arranged in a busy but orderly manner. At this time, a person came over, whispered a few words to Commissioner Cao, and handed a note to him.
A cold look appeared in his eyes. He put away the note, let the people around him temporarily take over his work, and then went to
A rest room next door, and instructed the duty personnel here, "Go and call Chen Chuan over."
A few minutes later, Chen Chuan walked in carrying the Snow Emperor Blade. Before he could say hello, Commissioner Cao immediately said to him seriously: "Chen Chuan, I need you to do something immediately. Go to the old factory wharf in Wujia Town, find Luo Qi, the director of Molan Company's operations department, deal with him, and bring back everything he carries with him."