"Nakamura Yuze, where are you?" Di Cheng quietly clenched his fists. This feeling of 'the enemy is hiding in the dark while he is standing in the light' is really uncomfortable. He has hardly felt at ease in more than ten days.
Having slept with him, not only him, but probably all the senior officials feel this way.
They were a little weak after just going through the war, but now... everyone has a look of haggard on their faces.
A royal killer is hiding in the dark and may appear on the ground at any time. He may extend his poisonous hand to you, just like a cold steel knife is placed on your neck. How can you still relax and be in the mood to sleep?
"I have thought of all the ways I should think of, and found all the places I should look for. Marquis Peng and the others held no less than eight discussions, but..." Yang Jing accompanied Di Cheng, his expression also unconcealable solemnity.
How could this happen? Where are they? Could they still be hiding underground?
Changsun Qianwen looked at the gradually darkening grassland, tapped the newly built wall with his fingertips, and said softly in thought: "Can you change your mind? Nakamura Yuzawa and the others did not sneak into the base. The two Guzhuang Echives previously
The troops are just bait."
"What's the purpose?" Yang Jing asked.
"If we hadn't discovered it, the moment the assassination plan was launched, Guzhuang Echido and others would be the vanguard and a surprise move.
If unfortunately discovered, it will inevitably cause tension in the entire base, and a large-scale manhunt will be carried out tirelessly, so that all of us will live in worry and tension until our patience is exhausted, our physical energy is exhausted, and our vigilance drops.
When they officially launched their plan, it was considered a relatively perverted strategy. At least so far, they have achieved it.
It’s just that…the cost of using Guzhuang Echidves as bait is too high.”
Changsun Qianwen was also a little hesitant. These words seemed to express his attitude, but more like his own immature guess.
"Mr. Changsun, do you mean that Nakamura Yuzawa will come in from the outside?" Yang Jing looked at the barren land in front of the base. For the convenience of monitoring, the pasture within a three-mile radius has been burned clean. If someone appears, he will definitely be the first to attack.
Discovered at once.
Now that the base has been built, Heiwu and other troops have also recovered a certain amount of vitality. Dozens or hundreds of people alone are not qualified to launch a charge challenge, no matter how strong their personal strength is.
What's more, Changsun Qianwen's comments about "unexpected soldiers" and "tiredness" are reasonable, but they lack sufficient convincingness.
"It's just a guess, it may not be true." Changsun Qianwen shook his head gently, was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "Actually... what I am most worried about is... Nakamura Yuze is not at the base!"
"Are you worried..." Augustus closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his expression was slightly worried: "Yin Yang Grass?"
Changsun Qianwen exhaled softly and said slowly: "That's right, Yin Yang Grass."
"Yin-Yang Grass? He dares to face the provocative base? He probably doesn't have the courage." Yang Jing moved slightly, a little unbelievable, and could not hide the worry. This worry stemmed from the wariness of Yin-Yang Grass, this name is too sensitive. More
It stems from the trust in Changsun Qianwen. Since he said this, he should have a reason. Moreover, Augustus seemed to have guessed it a long time ago, but he was not sure of it.
Di Cheng stared blankly at the grassland under the dark night: "On that day, the base offensive and defensive battle, Yin Yang Grass appeared, and clearly put the 'hostile' mood into action, but it was forced to terminate because of the unexpected appearance of the Emperor Soul. With his
Personality, if he just leaves like this, it would be unreasonable. But if you let him launch an attack on the base alone, the possibility and chance are zero. If..."
Changsun Qianwen took over the words: "If Nakamura Yuze finds him and finds him personally, the probability will not be less than... 70%! Maybe it will be even greater."
Yang Jing frowned slightly and fell silent. Augustus, the eldest grandson Qianwen, and Brother Cheng, all three of them considered this aspect? He couldn't help but face it. Thinking about it carefully, although Yin Yang Grass has a weird personality and is vicious.
, the way he handles things is also confusing, but the more such a person is, the less willing he is to suffer a loss. Once he really suffers a loss, or his will is interfered with and blocked by external forces, he will definitely look for opportunities to retaliate.
In this case, if Nakamura Yuzawa finds him in person, the two people may really hit it off. The premise is that Nakamura Yuzawa has a reasonable action plan that can eliminate Yin Yangcao's concerns.
Augustus pondered: "What I'm worried about is how Nakamura Yuzawa will convince Yin Yang Cao. He is a master who doesn't see rabbits and doesn't let go of hawks. If he doesn't have a 70% to 80% chance of success, he will definitely not choose to take risks.
Judging from the current situation, if we just rely on Nakamura Yuzawa's killer team, it doesn't seem to be that attractive, even if... we can't find any trace of them."
Changsun Qianwen said: "That's the problem! If Nakamura Yuze is really not at the base, he may have found the Yin Yang Grass and has a more lethal plan. Compared with not being able to find their traces, this is the most important thing
draw our attention.”
August said: "This is just one aspect. What if Nakamura Yuze is in the base? As you just said, Qi Bing, Tired, what if this conjecture is true? The enemy is in the dark, we are in the open, they are hidden very deep
, we are so exposed that any situation may arise.”
Changsun Qianwen shook his head and smiled: "This feeling is really annoying. It doesn't matter if we move or not. The only thing that is certain is that Nakamura Yuze will attack the base. We cannot let go of this vigilance."
The Guzhuang Echidve will lurk in the storeroom for eight days. This is a clear sign!
Di Cheng also had a headache. What on earth did Nakamura Yuze want to do? He had to torture these people crazy?
Look at Changsun Qianwen, first he shouldered the responsibility of defending the base and stayed up all day and night, and then went to the operating room for emergency rescue. He stayed up for four days and four nights until he passed out from exhaustion. He finally opened his eyes and stayed at the dispatcher for another five or six days.
Room, take a lot of trouble.
Di Cheng felt distressed when he saw it, and he felt really sorry. He tried to persuade him to rest several times, but he was always treated with a smile.
Looking at Augustus and Yang Jing, they were first lurking, then engaged in bloody battles, then busy dealing with base affairs, and now they stay in the dispatch room almost every day, and their iron-clad bodies cannot withstand this kind of torture.
Looking at the generals who are more than a thousand captains in the base now, almost everyone has bloodshot eyes. The higher the level, the more obvious this situation is. Many of them are injured themselves. If this continues for ten or eight days, say
There may be large numbers of people falling.
In that case, there would be no need for Nakamura Yuzawa to take action, they could simply surrender.
"Do you have any good suggestions?" Di Cheng himself couldn't bear it any longer. No matter how hard he thought about it, this dark cloud would never be lifted.
The eldest grandson Qianwen looked at Augustus, and Augustus looked at the eldest grandson Qianwen. Both of them smiled bitterly and shook their heads. Calculating carefully, after struggling in the underground world for so many years, they have never had a headache like now. The main reason is...
Nakamura Yuzawa's murderous reputation is so terrible that they can't help but make any mistakes.
Yang Jing said: "I think the top priority is to let the brothers rest and have a good sleep."
Changsun Qianwen rubbed his swollen forehead: "I agree, we are almost reaching the limit. I heard that Peng Hou even fainted from exhaustion. We can divide them into two or three groups and take turns to rest. In addition, we must strengthen the rest part.
People should be closely guarded to avoid becoming the target of assassination by the enemy."
"That's the arrangement. You go and rest first. I can still hold on."
"Then I won't be polite." Changsun Qianwen didn't shirk this time. He really couldn't bear it anymore.
"Brother Cheng, you should also go and rest. I have enough energy to hold on for another ten or eight days, no problem." Yang Jing deliberately puffed out his chest, and before Di Cheng could refuse, he turned around and rushed down the wall: "That's it."
Augustus smiled and patted Di Cheng on the shoulder: "Let's go, you really should take a rest. Have a good sleep and be mentally prepared to fight Nakamura Yuzawa."
Looking at Yang Jing's retreating back, Di Cheng felt a little warm in his heart, and without forcing himself, he followed his eldest son Qianwen and Augustus down the city wall.
It’s been more than ten days...I’m tired...I’m really tired...
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