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Chapter 1431: Yuan Biao is on the horse, with many goals

At around two o'clock in the morning, Anze City brought its own guard regiment, and under the protection of Bana City, secretly entered the city, met with Dabai and the director of the wartime material control department, and held a brief meeting

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The current batch of strategic supplies deployed can be said to be life-saving. Whether the remaining troops in Dragon City can survive depends entirely on the transportation of this wave of supplies.

Therefore, the meeting between the two parties was extremely detailed, and they had in-depth discussions on when the materials should be transported, where they should be sent, protection along the way, where they should be received, and when they should be completed.

Although the deployment of this batch of materials was extremely important, everyone still did not expect that Anze City would come to discuss this matter in person, and they were somewhat surprised by this. After all, in an emergency period, Dabai thought that if the upper management could send a military staff officer, it would be over.

It was around five o'clock in the morning, the sky was starting to get dark, and the meeting finally came to an end.

Dabai stood up and took the initiative to say to Anzecheng: "Commander An, it's almost dawn, let's go have breakfast together?"

Anzecheng glanced at his watch and nodded: "Okay, that's troublesome."

"You're too polite, please come this way."

Everyone got up and, under the protection of the guards, walked out of the conference room door.

As he was going out, Anze City seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly turned to Dabai and said, "Foreign Minister Bai, I need to trouble you a little more. Please ask Bana City to prepare four separate trucks of supplies, mainly daily necessities."

Dabai was stunned for a moment, but then asked: "Okay, where to send it?"

Anzecheng waved his hand and said: "No need to send it, I will transport it directly with my guard group, and you don't need to worry about it."

"Okay." Dabai thought for a while, nodded in agreement, turned around and gave instructions to the director of the control department who was following behind him.

Ten minutes later, Anzecheng had breakfast with them under the hospitality of the War Materials Control Department.

Then, around seven o'clock in the morning, Anze City followed Dabai and met with the commander-in-chief Bruna alone, and began to communicate about logistics, the construction of field hospitals and other related issues, because a large number of wounded soldiers were coming down from the front line.

At around 11 o'clock at noon, Anze City's security regiment escorted four trucks of supplies alone and left Bana City first.



At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Lao Mo was in a small living town in the planning area.

A black car slowly stopped on a street in the town.

Yuan Biao only took Ni Huan with him and stepped out of the car. They were all wearing very ordinary sportswear, sunglasses, and beards, making some simple disguises.

The two of them said nothing and silently observed their surroundings.

People were coming and going on the streets, and vehicles were passing by from time to time. The whole town was as harmonious and peaceful as usual.

After confirming the surrounding situation, the two of them walked to an old Mo-style restaurant on the street, found a table and sat down.

There were not many people in the hotel and the environment was very quiet.

Ni Huan casually ordered some food in fluent local language, and then ate with Yuan Biao while waiting for others.

Ten minutes later, a young man wearing a peaked cap pushed open the door and walked into the hotel.

He turned around and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Yuan Biao and the others. He walked over and asked softly: "Two gentlemen, are you from District 1?"

Yuan Biao raised his head, glanced at him, and replied in a low voice: "My surname is Kang."

After hearing these two words, the young man looked around again, bent down and sat next to the two of them: "Oral."

Yuan Biao ate and nodded with a very natural expression.

The young man then continued: "On the 1st, we were discussing refugee resettlement issues at the Bana City Administration Hall. I don't know exactly when to leave. The accommodation place should be a foreign affairs reception place. We can arrange for your people to enter the city. 2.

Target No. 1 is personally receiving military supplies in Bana City. There is a guard regiment around him, but it is not full. The number is about two hundred people. We do not yet know the specific delivery direction, delivery time, and where to receive this batch of military supplies.

Yes. However, according to our speculation, No. 2 should leave Bana City soon. Bana City should dispatch security personnel, but in order to keep it confidential, the number of people is not expected to be too many."

Having said this, the young man paused for a moment.

Yuan Biao immediately looked at him and asked, "Where are the others?"

The young man thought for a moment and then said: "The current location of target No. 3 is unknown, but No. 2 has separately deployed four trucks of supplies and asked the security group to escort them personally. My downline suspects that this is to start a small stove, and is currently making further inquiries.

In addition, there is currently no news about several secondary targets... Dragon City is very chaotic, and they do not contact anyone face-to-face. We cannot find relevant information for the time being. If we want to inquire, it will take a long time, and

It might not work."

Yuan Biao thought for a moment and suddenly asked: "When did No. 1 and No. 2 enter the city?"

The young man immediately replied: "It was all around early this morning."

"Um……"

Yuan Biao fell into deep thought again. This time he thought for a long time, then turned around and looked around, and said to the young man: "Now that we have connected, for more detailed information, we can communicate on the phone. You know the method."

The young man nodded: "Okay, anyway, I'm here to connect with you. Just get ready, I won't disturb you. If there is any new news here, I'll give you a call."

"ok!"

After saying that, the young man stood up, lowered his peaked cap, left the restaurant, and turned around to be submerged in the vast crowd of refugees.

Yuan Biao and Ni Huan stayed for a while, paid the bill, and left the restaurant.

After getting into the car, Yuan Biao turned to look at Ni Huan and said to him: "Old Ni, what do you think?"

Ni Huan thought for a moment and said, "I think No. 1 can't be touched, and No. 3 can't be found. My personal suggestion is to just do No. 2. After all, he is moving."

When Yuan Biao heard this, he frowned, thought for a moment, nodded and said: "From the paper, target No. 2 is indeed interesting, right?"

Ni Huan agreed: "Yes, I think it is safer to fuck him."

Yuan Biao didn't say anything more, quickly started the car and drove away from the town.



At the same time, in a conference room in Bana City.

"Okay, that's settled then. Thank you, Mr. General, for your help."

The meeting was over. An Zecheng expressed his gratitude while standing up and extending his hand to Bruna.

Bruna also smiled and shook hands with him: "Commander An, you are so polite. This is what we should do."

Anzecheng said sincerely: "In that case, I leave the issue of wounded soldiers to you."

"No problem, Dragon City, please rest assured." Bruna nodded, followed by the invitation: "It's getting late, let's have a light meal together in the evening?"

Anzecheng waved his hand and declined politely: "Thank you, but I am in a hurry to go back, so I won't eat."

"Well, I wish you a safe journey."



Lao Mo forward command base.

Zhao Weihu, wearing a military coat, walked into the war room cursing: "You're riding a horse! This Bahiacho is extremely slick!!"

"What's wrong?" Su Tianyu raised his head and asked.

"The frontline attack is not going well, and the battle damage is a bit excessive." Zhao Weihu lit a cigarette in a rare and impatient manner, bent down and sat down and said: "Liuzi, we can't fight like this, we can't get out."


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