Chapter 214 Welcome to the Fire Communication Organization
Before the fireworks started, it was in a civilian housing area not far from the hotel.
"Is there someone delivering the letter?"
The person in charge was originally interrogating Sergeant Qingwu, when suddenly a soldier staying at the stronghold came over and told the two of them the news.
The adjutant raised his eyebrows, full of surprise: "Sent from the hotel?"
That guy hasn't been killed by the captain yet?
And he actually found a tool to deliver the news?
The person in charge's eyes shone and he quickly asked: "Is this news about Yao?"
"I'm not sure. The person who delivered the letter seems to be a waiter in the hotel. He said he was threatened by someone who came out to deliver the message for him. The other person was a doctor."
"That's Yao!" the person in charge said excitedly.
He knows the list of every spy who enters District 13, and is naturally familiar with the identities they usually use.
The adjutant said thoughtfully: "Since he sent someone to deliver the news to the stronghold, he must have made new discoveries about the internal situation. Let's retreat for now. The search around the area is becoming more and more rigorous."
The snipers who were previously arranged to guard the commanding heights have already retreated. If they don't leave, they will probably be in trouble later.
Therefore, the three of them picked up the paralyzed Sergeant Qingwu and quickly left the area under the cover of night.
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The strongholds are set up at the edges and corners of the city.
It can almost be regarded as a slum. The route is more complicated than the urban areas in the central city, but it is also highly hidden.
In the room, the male waiter was on the verge of tears: "I can just give you the things. Why don't you let me go? That guy said he would wait for me to come back."
However, the men in black surrounding him were unmoved.
The male waiter was sitting on a chair in the middle of the room, with six people surrounding him tightly, staring at him and refusing to leave.
The main reason for this posture was that the person just now almost slipped away when they were not paying attention. His dodging movements were so fast and weird. Fortunately, the person guarding the dark place jumped out in time to hold him down.
Naturally, the messenger cannot leave before the captain brings back the news.
The male waiter collapsed on his chair in despair.
After waiting for a short time, there was a rhythmic knocking sound at the door, and a man in black hurriedly opened the door.
The three of them filed in, and the adjutant was still carrying Sergeant Qingwu who had been knocked unconscious.
"It's you." Seeing the male waiter, the adjutant raised his eyebrows.
The male waiter looked at him with a constipated expression.
The two of them had a one-sided fight on the third floor of the hotel, and now, they actually went to someone else's base camp again. This was like throwing themselves into a trap!
The male waiter covered his face in collapse.
The adjutant dropped what he was holding, walked over, hugged his shoulders tightly, and said with a smile: "Hey, this is really a narrow encounter. It's you who came to deliver the news. Why, did that guy catch you?
"
After all, at that time, he hurried to the public toilet to get a map, so naturally Dr. Kong and the hotel waiter were left in room 303.
The only thing that made the adjutant curious was how did Dr. Kong get this person to come here to deliver the news?
Feeling the pain in his shoulder, the male waiter grinned: "Anyway, I have delivered the things. You can see for yourselves. I made an agreement with him and still need to go back."
"There is a dragnet inside and outside the hotel now. Are you sure you can still survive when you go back?" the adjutant teased.
"..." The male waiter felt aggrieved.
"Did Dr. Kong still not leave with you?" the person in charge asked at this time.
"He said he still had something to do and didn't tell me in detail. I don't know anything." The male waiter curled his lips.
When the person in charge heard this, he stopped saying anything and opened the dirty and slightly damp rag.
Wrapped in the rag was a piece of oil paper and a silver ring.
Not knowing what the ring did, the person in charge first unfolded the oil paper and scanned the dense lines cut out with sharp objects.
After the person in charge read it with a solemn expression, the adjutant reached out to take it and looked at it directly in front of the male waiter.
The male waiter glanced at it quietly. Although he couldn't understand it, he suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.
etc!
He suddenly realized that the orderly lines in the chaos seemed similar to what he had copied behind the bathroom door before. So was this really some kind of password?
Hiss, this password really makes my brain hurt just by looking at it.
After reading this, the amusement on the adjutant's face had long since stopped, and he said seriously: "It is indeed right for us to stand still. If we attack now, the consequences will be unimaginable."
The person in charge asked nervously: "Then what should we do now?"
"Send people out of the city and go northwest to contact the Qingwu Army. Together with them, we can first exterminate the troops in District 9!" The adjutant made a prompt decision and slapped the oil paper on the table aggressively.
"Will the people from Qingwu be willing to cooperate?" The person in charge frowned slightly.
"It should be possible to use that ring. The bargaining chip is to help them regain the 10th District." The adjutant said with a calm expression: "They are now in a dilemma and have no more choices. They will agree."
"good!"
The person in charge agreed and immediately took the ring to arrange for help.
The male waiter silently watched the actions of these agents, and finally raised his hand weakly: "Then can I go?"
The adjutant turned around and hugged his shoulders again with a smile: "Of course, I will go back with you this time."
No longer wanting to investigate why this man wanted to go back, the male waiter said with a heavy heart: "No, I can just go back by myself. Let's say goodbye and never see each other again!"
Zheng!
The adjutant's hand holding his shoulder took out the finger knife, just close to his neck.
Male waiter: "..."
The male waiter said seriously: "I will go wherever you go from now on. I will definitely follow you every step of the way!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a notification sound suddenly sounded in his mind.
[The player triggers a special side mission: Glory of Glory (details). 】
Male waiter: "..."
What a cat disease!
How did he become a member of the Huise Corps?!
Helping deliver a message, he even sent himself out. The male waiter opened the mission details with a strange expression, and the first completion condition made him almost vomit a mouthful of blood!
[Behead the Captain of the 13th Military District]!
Tired, destroy it!
The male waiter slumped on the chair helplessly. The adjutant shook his shoulders: "That's not it. Didn't you just tell me to follow me?"
Seeing that the man's face was still ashen, the adjutant was too lazy to pay attention to him, and turned to the person in charge to explain the rest of the matter.
The main reason why the adjutant wanted to go back to the five-star hotel was to see the captain.
At present, there is a powerful enemy. The Huise Corps needs to temporarily cooperate with District 13. As for the distribution of benefits after the cooperation is completed, it needs to be carefully negotiated.
It was even a question whether I would be shot dead when I asked for cooperation in the past.
Among them, the position of Qingwu Legion is particularly important!
As for the Ninth District, which is dormant in the dark, waiting for an opportunity, since the opponent may already be conquering the Tenth District, we will directly destroy it without considering cooperation with this guy.
