"It seems that no matter at any time, a kind heart alone is not enough to protect his family and bring a stable life to his tribe members. Maintaining a force organization loyal to him is the necessary condition for maintaining stability. [ ]" Wang Fan listened quietly to Nalaixiang's statement, thinking in his heart, Nalaixiang is like this, Liu But, and Tao Zhu is like this. Wang Fan repeatedly compared the practices and gains and losses of these people, and was also silently planning his future plans.

The night slowly fell. After dinner, Wang Fan went to bed early and waited for the arrival of the second half of the night.

In the dark night outside the military camp, Wang Fan hid on the hill next to the military camp, letting go of his five senses to see the movements in the military camp.

"Who?" Feeling a figure behind him approaching quickly, Wang Fan held the sword in his back hand and looked around vigilantly. This speed is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

"I, Yuhan." The figure continued to approach.

"Why are you here? Didn't I ask you to protect your father and the others?" Wang Fan looked at Yu Han's arm bandaged with cloth strips with blame.

"Didn't you give the arrow in your sleeve to Curran? They should be fine with it, but you, this is the military camp. I'm not relieved if I don't look at you."

Wang Fan felt warm and didn't say anything else.

The two of them hugged and sneaked to the fence on the side of the military camp. Wang Fan handed the sword in his hand to Yuhan and changed it to the sword in Yuhan's hand: "Just just pick me up here. This time I'm not trying my best, but just going to that little thing. You can take it to yourself first."

"No, there are so many people inside, I'm not at ease when you go in alone."

Wang Fan did not scare her with a stern face like he usually did, but just ticked her lips on her face and said softly: "You must be obedient."

Yuhan trembled all over. It took a long time since she was as warm as Wang Fan. The warm feeling stirred up her whole body, and she silently lowered her head and looked like a little woman.

Wang Fan inserted his saber into his waist, took a few steps back, rushed towards the fence quickly, stepped on a raised stone on the side, and flew over the fence more than two meters high.

Wang Fan hugged, avoiding the night patrol sentries and searchlights that were constantly scanning the camp, and rolled and stuck to the largest barracks in the center of the military camp.

After prying open a wooden window beside the barracks, Wang Fan turned over and jumped in. He covered the window and turned around. "Yiya" the wooden window was pushed open again, and a figure followed him and jumped in.

"Why don't you get in?"

Before Wang Fan finished speaking, his lips were sealed by two fragrant lips. After a long time, he said, "Don't think that a kiss can keep me. I'm injured. Don't you have any injuries yet? Why do you want me to stay?" Yu Han let go of Wang Fan and said proudly.

Wang Fan shook his head helplessly.

The two of them unscrewed their small flashlights and patted the surroundings. This was a conference room, with a large rectangular table and more than a dozen chairs filling the room.

Wang Fan and Yuhan came out of the conference room and found that this was a corridor. There was a small garden in the middle of the corridor. There was a circle of offices around the corridor, and there was a light in the office on the right.

Since two people have come, hurry up and Wang Fan and Yuhan are looking for each other separately.

Wang Fan first looked for the office where there was no one in the room, but he didn't find what he was looking for. Looking at Yuhan's direction, Yuhan also loosened his shoulders and did not find it. Wang Fan pointed to the roof and asked Yuhan to go up to watch, so that he could go into the office with lights on.

Yuhan ran a few steps and stepped onto the pillars of the corridor, rushed upwards, reached out to grab the beam on the edge of the eaves, and flipped his body hard and went up the roof, turning around and gestured to Wang Fan.

Wang Fan jumped up lightly, hung himself on the beam in front of the door with the light on, and looked at the situation inside through the glass window on the top of the door, and at the same time let go of his five senses of alert.

From this angle, I only see the right part of the room, I can't see the panoramic view of the office, I only see a few tables behind the door, which have been neatly tidy. However, I saw a large map hanging on the wall opposite the door. From Wang Fan's perspective, I can only see the last few words. Unfortunately, Wang Fan does not recognize the Vietnamese characters and cannot understand what is written on it. However, the layout should be a war room or a staff room, and what Wang Fan wants should be in the house.

On the side of a table behind, a young soldier in a shirt and military pants put his bipod on the table, leaning against a chair, enjoying the chicken legs in his hand, and there was a bottle of soju and half of the leftover roast chicken on the table. It seemed that this was the night watchman on duty in this office.

Wang Fan turned over and fell back to the ground, found a few stones of not too big or too small in the small garden, pointed at Yu Han on the roof, and then threw the stones on his hand to Yu Han. Yu Han nodded understandingly.

Wang Fan turned over and went back to the beam in front of the door. Yuhan leaned over from the roof to the side where the lights were on, and also made a sound on the roof of the house with the lights.

Sure enough, after Yuhan's several actions, the soldiers watching the night in the room could not hold back and opened the door to check. "Pa" Yuhan threw a stone into the corner opposite the garden. The stone hit the branches and leaves of the shrubs, causing the branches and leaves to sway. The night watcher who had just come out of the room ran forward with his two oil hands and ran forward to check.

Wang Fan fell from the beam of the house and flashed into the house with a whoosh.

There is also a large area on the left side of the house, at least three times the size of this part I saw just now. There is a large sand table model in the center of the house. The table where the model is placed is covered with a piece of navy blue velvet cloth, which velvet cloth hangs from the table to the floor. A row of chairs are stacked on the side of the wall opposite the map.

Hearing the footsteps of the night watchman coming back, Wang Fan rolled under the table where the sand table was placed.

But the night watchman did not look like Wang Fan. When he came back, he continued to enjoy his chicken legs. Instead, he covered the door and walked towards the sand table, and his footsteps slowly approached.

"This kid is too smart." Wang Fan cursed in his heart and rolled in the opposite direction of the footsteps.

The footsteps stopped at the edge of the table. The night watchman suddenly squatted down, lifted the velvet cloth covering the table with his oily hands, and looked under the table. Fortunately, Wang Fan had just drilled out of the velvet cloth from the other side of the table.

The night watchman looked under the table, but he didn't give up. He looked around the table again. Wang Fan squatted beside the table and hid the cat with him. Finally, after patrolling, the night watchman walked back to his seat, sat down and continued to eat roast chicken and drink roast wine.

Wang Fan breathed a deep sigh of relief. He had turned to the far left corner of the room. There were two large round bamboo tubes on both sides of the corner, and there were rolls of large rolls of paper in the tubes.

Wang Fan took out a volume and opened it with a slight hand. It was indeed a map, but it seemed to be just a map of a mountain, not the map of the entire area he wanted.
Chapter completed!