At about 5:30 in the afternoon, the small town of Ors outside the border of Dragon City.
This small town is located on the border between District 1 and Longcheng. It has a small population and is mainly engaged in some trade work.
The military base in District 1 was built next to this town.
At this time, inside the base, Kang Dinghuang and Lu Zhen were guided by the guards to a combat command room.
"Wow!"
The door was pushed open, and the entire command room came into view.
The room is very spacious, almost three to four hundred square meters, and there are LCD LED screens everywhere with a large number of data charts and simulation calculation charts.
There were almost a hundred people working orderly in the room, including staff members, intelligence personnel, and information processing personnel. In addition to some whites and blacks, there were also many Chinese officers.
This is a corps organized by District 1 on the border of Longcheng, now also called the Southern First Corps. It consists of 60,000 regular troops from the District and 40,000 people drawn from the Chinese Corps.
The size of the army reached 100,000.
In front of an electronic sand table, stood a white-haired old black man. He was dressed neatly in military uniform and carried three gold stars on his shoulders, symbolizing his identity.
This is Lieutenant General Moulays, the commander-in-chief responsible for the military oppression operation against Dragon City this time.
After seeing him, Kang Dinghuang walked over with Lu Zhen and gave him a military salute with great respect: "Hello Lieutenant General Moulays, Kang Dinghuang of the Tsing Yi Bureau, and Lu Zhen, Secretary General of the Chinese Corps, are reporting to you!
"
Lieutenant General Moulays raised his head and glanced at them slowly, with a smile on his face: "Dear Kang, have you brought me any good news?"
Kang Dinghuang immediately said: "Yes, we have already made arrangements with Longcheng."
"I'm glad to hear that." Lieutenant General Moulays pointed to a nearby lounge: "Let's go inside and talk."
"OK."
The three people walked into the lounge, opened the door and walked in.
Kang Dinghuang took a look and saw that there were several sofas and a small bar in the lounge.
After the door was closed, the noisy sounds outside were immediately cut off.
The three of them sat down, and a young staff member came over and asked softly: "Sir, what would you like to drink?"
"Cafe."
"OK."
After a while, the staff came over with coffee, placed it on the table in front of them, then turned and left the lounge.
Kang Dinghuang took a sip of coffee and then began to say: "Mr. Mulais, this is how it is here in Longcheng..."
Lu Zhen sat quietly next to him and did not interrupt during the whole process.
Lieutenant General Moulays sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, listening to Kang Dinghuang explain the layout plan in Dragon City in detail, nodded with satisfaction, and praised: "Smart hunters often disguise themselves as prey.
.Obviously, you are a qualified hunter."
"You're very grateful. These are the results of the joint efforts of me and everyone." Kang Dinghuang said calmly: "I am only worried about the forces we have deployed in Dragon City. We only have one chance. We want them to see hope.
!So, we must take advantage of the military operation tonight. Otherwise, if instability occurs, my previous work will be in vain."
Lieutenant General Moulays nodded slowly.
Kang Dinghuang glanced at him and then continued: "Of course, today will be the day that changes the history of Dragon City. After this, the day when Dragon City returns to stability is just around the corner!"
Upon hearing this, Lieutenant General Moulays smiled: "I'm looking forward to seeing this day."
The three of them sat on the sofa and chatted quietly again.
…
About 250 nautical miles away from Dragon City, on a public transit island.
I was sitting in a car at the port, watching several civilian fishing boats dock slowly on the shore.
Soon, Yuan Biao and more than 200 people, carrying combat equipment and carrying supply boxes, lined up neatly and walked off the ship.
After seeing them, Zhang Lianlian opened the car door, walked over with his people, and stretched out his hand to Yuan Biao: "Hello, Mr. Yuan, I'm here to pick you up."
Yuan Biao just glanced at him and did not shake hands with him. Instead, he turned and waved at his people and shouted: "Move quickly! Move the things ashore quickly and hide the ship!"
Plastic Surgery retracted his hand without getting angry, and said directly to Yuan Biao: "According to the agreed plan, we will start marching to Dragon City at 7:30 in the evening, and the official action will be at 8 o'clock!"
Yuan Biao finally looked at him and asked softly: "Who gave the order?"
Plastic Face was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and replied with a smile: "The file is an order given by Kang Dinghuang himself. When the internal forces of Dragon City are released, the situation will be very chaotic. We will take the opportunity to carry out the task. At that time, I will follow you
Let’s act together and let me contact the internal response.”
After Yuan Biao listened, he did not say anything, but fell into silence for a while, seeming to be thinking about something.
Having plastic surgery, I couldn't understand this man's thoughts, so he couldn't help but ask: "Is there any problem?"
Yuan Biao looked at him and suddenly asked: "Do you have a mobile phone?"
Plastic Surgery was stunned for a moment, and he didn't understand why the other person asked, but he still replied: "Yes."
Yuan Biao asked again: "How many mobile phones do you have?"
The plastic-faced man frowned: "Two parts, what's wrong?"
Yuan Biao said with a smile: "Give me your mobile phone."
Although Plastic Surgery was very confused, he still took out the two mobile phones in his pocket and handed them to Yuan Biao.
Yuan Biao took the phone, took a look at it, and couldn't help but praise: "The phone is very beautiful."
Before he could react to the plastic surgery, Yuan Biao flicked his arm and threw both mobile phones into the sea.
With two beeps, the phone disappeared without a trace, and waves appeared on the sea.
The plastic surgeon was stunned, then suppressed his anger and asked: "What are you doing?!"
Yuan Biao turned around, looked at the plastic surgery face, and said in a calm tone: "I won't move at eight o'clock. I will move at nine-thirty."
The plastic surgery face frowned: "Why? This is Kang Dinghuang's order, and our troops were already in full force at that time!"
Yuan Biao smiled and said: "I don't like to do things according to the plans made by others. I only move at half past nine. I don't need any information you provide me. You just need to follow me."
"But Dragon City has kept it a secret...!"
"Everyone who welcomes you knows what time to enter Dragon City. How can this be called a secret?!" Yuan Biao said as he walked towards the military vehicle: "Hurry up, the radio is silent! Reconnaissance team, leave early!"
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Dragon City, the overall situation.
Gu Baishun put on a black suit and walked out of the building with a few guards.
At this time, Guo Zhengdao was waiting at the door. After seeing him, he immediately stepped forward and said: "Gu Bureau!"
Gu Baishun stopped and turned to look at him.
Guo Zhengdao then continued: "Everything is ready on my side, and I will take charge of the main personnel!"
Hearing this, Gu Baishun reached out and patted his shoulder gently: "Brother Guo, it will be chaotic tonight, so be sure to pay attention to safety!"
Guo Zhengdao grinned: "It's a small matter, no problem."