I have to say that the speed of ancient martial artists is fast, surpassing the physical strength and speed of ordinary people. I just stopped on the way for lunch and dinner. At around 9 o'clock in the evening, Roger and his group finally reached the end of the northeast of the Dora Mountains.
This place is already within the territory of T country. You can see twinkling lights dozens of miles away. It is a small town near Vietnam on the border of T country.
More than a dozen people quietly lurked in the town and hid behind a pastry shop. "Captain Luo, we are here. I'll contact Yinlong's people." Zhang Tong said to Roger.
"Go." Roger nodded. There are not many Chinese people living in the town. At around 9 o'clock in the evening, most of the shops and residents had turned off the lights and went to bed.
Zhang Tong walked to the back door of the pastry house and started knocking on the door. Three long and two short, one long and one short. Each time he paused for three seconds. Soon a male voice came from inside, "Who is it? It's closed now. I want to buy pastries and come back tomorrow."
People speak in T-language.
Zhang Tong also replied in T-language: "Let's open the store. An old friend from Wujiu City is here."
The other party was silent for a few seconds and turned to Chinese language and said, "Who is the most handsome in Wujiu City?"
Without thinking, Zhang Tong replied, "Of course, it's the handsome Luo Tong who is so handsome in the sky and under the ground."
"Crack." Roger almost fell down. The old man actually made such a secret code. Isn't this a stinky pretending to be handsome? He dares to call him handsome when he saves his honor. Roger looked at the others. As expected, he did not want to be handsome.
Everyone held back their smiles.
The person in the pastry shop said this time: "Who is the most popular among the beautiful women in Wujiu City?"
Zhang Tong said, "Of course, it's the handsome Luo Tong who is loved by everyone. Flowers bloom at the same time."
Ka. The back door of the pastry shop was opened. A middle-aged man wearing local clothes stretched out his head. He held an oil lamp in his hand and looked at Zhang Shuo: "Why are you the only one?"
Zhang Tong didn't answer, waved his hand. Roger and the others immediately came out of the hidden place. The middle-aged man whispered, "Come in."
The group quickly entered the back door of the pastry shop. The country people in T-country like to build houses with wood. Except for the necessary special facilities, they are almost all wood. The store is not too big. But more than a dozen people are still not crowded.
Roger, who originally thought that he and others would be arranged to the second floor, was surprised to find that the middle-aged man had opened a hole under a shelf in the room. "Basement?" Roger said in surprise.
"Speak below. The sound insulation of the wooden house is not good." The middle-aged man said softly and then went down. Roger and others followed him in.
The basement is as big as two pastry shops. One is separated by five rooms of more than ten square meters. All of them are equipped with facilities. Even the kitchen is available. Roger and others were stunned.
"I have been hiding here for nine years. Only then can the basement below be found. It was made like this one a year ago. Zhang Tai, the number of Yinlong No. 7525." Zhang Tai smiled. The oil lamps lit up. Finally, he saw clearly in front of him.
This person is a little dark and shiny. He has a medium-sized flat head and a little fat. His face is very ordinary.
Roger smiled and said, "Roger No. 29, Golden Dragon."
"Zhang Tong, Yang Lan, Lan Zixin..." Everyone introduced themselves.
Zhang Tai pointed to the third room on his right and said, "There are vegetables and meats and fruits I have stored there. If you are hungry, you can make some food."
"Then I'll do it." Roger knew that Lan Zixin and the others were all very hungry. They were tired of eating dried bread and fish. So they started to do it. Others also began to help.
Half an hour passed. A table of hearty dishes was placed in the room. More than a dozen people had a good meal. Roger then began to ask: "Is there any news from the team that lost the news recently?"
Zhang Tai nodded, took out a map of T country, pointed to a primeval forest near the capital of T country, the shemale city, and said: "It's here. The last time the information was transmitted, it was here that I lost contact. Then T country army
Fang blocked this area and sent a large number of troops to search."
"Did anyone catch us?" Roger asked nervously
"Not yet? If you catch someone, you should lift the blockade. The day before yesterday they sent a regiment of troops to search. I think there was no gain." Zhang Tai replied.
"Captain Luo. This primeval forest is at least thousands of miles away. It is connected to Laos. It is too large. Even if we investigate for a few months, we may not be able to find our people." Zhang Tong's faint voice sounded.
"The key is that this group of shemale airborne many soldiers and the chemical warriors of the shemale team cut off our route from the middle, preventing them from escaping to Laos. They also arranged a large number of wireless jammers outside the forest. They could not contact them at all.
After searching, at least 10,000 or 20,000 people were invested. I don’t know why I spent so much manpower and material resources to arrest them." Zhang Tai frowned slightly.
"Damn it. These shemale men are looking for death." Roger shouted angrily: "Is there any way to get in?"
Zhang Tai shook his head. "What I'm looking for there is too strict. No one is allowed to approach the surrounding 100 meters."
Lan Zixin thought for a while and said, "I can temporarily destroy their wireless interference system. I don't know if I can contact the people inside."
"Really?" Roger grabbed Lan Zixin's little hand in surprise and said, "As long as they destroy their interference system, I can contact them as soon as possible."
Lan Zixin smiled and said, "Do you know their contact code? They will keep turning on the wireless communicator?"
Roger nodded affirmatively, "Of course. That's the team I brought out. Their codes are all set by me that I can't turn off the radio during wartime. This is the basic common sense. How can they not understand it? Quick. Zi Xin breaks the interference of dead shemale.
system."
Roger couldn't wait to know if his team members were safe. Lan Zixin gave him a blank look and said, "You think it's that simple. At least you have to get close to the city over there. I can destroy it on Mandala.
They're distracting their interference system."
"That's it." Roger thought for a while and said, "Zhang Tai. Will it be fine to arrange for us to tell Mandala tomorrow?"
"Of course there is no problem. Just pretend it's fine." Zhang Tai smiled slightly
"Okay. Let's take a night off here today. Let's set off to Mandala City tomorrow. I want these shemale men to taste the taste of regret." Roger's eyes revealed endless murderous intent.
"Good night." After saying good night, everyone divided into four rooms to sleep. Of course, Roger and Lan Zixin owned one. However, in order to deal with the special situation tomorrow, Roger did not destroy Lan Zixin at night. Instead, he hugged her.
I slept beautifully.
the next day.
Thirteen men and women dressed in Chinese came out of the pastry shop. The skin was bronzed, and their eyes were either brown or light blue. It was Roger and his party who looked completely like another person after Zhang Tai's disguise. Who made Yinlong