In less than two minutes, Nangong Lingjue led the other two people back.
What surprised everyone was that the expressions of the three people, including Nangong Lingjue, were very strange.
It looked like he had done something shameful and bad.
Nangong Lingjue smiled awkwardly and looked at Yang Haoran.
Then he handed the kettle to Yang Haoran and nodded.
"Mr. Yang, this is the water we just brought. It's still hot..."
Everyone was stunned. What the hell is heat? Is there hot water in this place?
Nangong Lingjue suddenly felt embarrassed and coughed dryly.
"That one is still fresh."
While smiling awkwardly, Nangong Lingjue thought of something again.
He quickly explained to Yang Haoran: "Don't worry, Mr. Yang, I've wiped the outside of the kettle, it's very clean!"
Yang Haoran smiled half-heartedly and reached out to take the kettle handed over by Nangong Lingjue.
By the way, I shook it a little, and it wasn't too full.
"You are quite powerful!"
Yang Haoran looked at Nangong Lingjue with a smile and said.
Nangong Lingjue's face suddenly turned red, and he looked very embarrassed.
Then he quickly pointed at the two people behind him.
"Thanks to these two, I'm not that powerful!"
The two Anjin warriors behind Nangong Lingjue also had strange faces, and their expressions were somewhat inexplicable.
Others were naturally even more confused and couldn't understand what a few people were doing.
Wu Dabiao, in particular, was always worried, and now he is even more confused.
Yang Haoran didn't explain, and walked away with the kettle, without leaving everyone's sight.
Everyone's eyes were all on Yang Haoran, and they saw him taking out a small medicine bottle from his body.
As Yang Haoran opened the medicine bottle, a refreshing aroma suddenly spread out.
Even though there was a distance, everyone felt their hearts trembling, as if they were tipsy after drinking.
Even at the beginning, everyone felt dazed for a moment.
Until Yang Haoran threw the two pills into the kettle and then put away the pills.
Only then did everyone gradually recover.
Everyone's face was already blushing and their bodies were hot.
Nangong Lingjue looked surprised, and then trembled for a while.
Looking in Yang Haoran's direction, he was a little dazed and obviously frightened.
You know, those present are all warriors in the late stage of Anjin and above.
Even the strongest alcohol can be resolved through the control of Qi and blood, and drunkenness will never occur.
The scene just now was clearly the same as being drunk.
This is just because I smell the aroma of the elixir. What kind of elixir is this?
Nangong Lingjue's cultivation level is already at the top among everyone.
This is true even for him, let alone others.
Everyone was horrified and incomprehensible.
At the same time, I couldn't figure out what Yang Haoran was doing.
Yang Haoran shook the kettle vigorously to allow the elixir to fully dissolve inside.
Soon he came back with a smile on his face and walked up to Wu Dabiao.
He handed the kettle in his hand towards Wu Dabiao, smiling brightly.
"Take this jug of water and put on the Burmese army uniform.
Find a way to sneak in with those Burmese soldiers and let each of them take a sip, and you will be the major contributor to this operation."
Wu Dabiao looked serious and took the kettle from Yang Haoran's hand.
Then he curled his lips, looking rather embarrassed.
"It's okay to put on costumes and blend in, but it's not easy to let each of them take a sip.
The regular troops of the Myanmar Army are also disciplined and cannot drink from strangers casually."
Everyone around nodded in agreement, obviously Yang Haoran's task was a bit unrealistic.
Yang Haoran just smiled: "As long as you can sneak in.
Then you just open the lid of the kettle, and they will naturally rush to drink."
Having said this, Yang Haoran looked at Wu Dabiao meaningfully and coughed lightly.
“But you must remember to hand the kettle to the Burmese army as soon as you open the cap.
Never drink the contents."
Wu Dabiao was a little doubtful, but he still gave his assurance.
"Don't worry, Mr. Yang, I will never drink the contents."
Although I don't know what is in the kettle.
But looking at the situation just now, it's obviously not going to be anything good.
He wouldn't drink something of unknown origin, and he didn't need Yang Haoran's reminder at all.
What no one noticed was that Nangong Lingjue and the other three looked strange.
Everyone looked down at the ground, very unnatural.
Yang Haoran reached out and patted Wu Dabiao's shoulder with a solemn look on his face.
"This matter is of great importance. Success or failure depends on this. Whether everything goes smoothly or not depends entirely on you!"
Wu Dabiao nodded: "I will try my best!"
After finishing speaking, Wu Dabiao quickly changed into the uniform of the Burmese army.
Then without hesitation, he took the water bottle given by Yang Haoran and walked around the hillside.
At the entrance to the mountain road in the Mangcang Mountains, more than twenty Burmese soldiers were waiting in strict formation, daring not to relax at all times.
At this time, Wu Dabiao, who had changed into the uniform of the Burmese army, emerged from the side of the Chinese border.
"Who is it? Stop and don't move!"
Five or six guns were aimed at Wu Dabiao at the same time. Wu Dabiao was startled and instinctively raised his hands.
Wu Dabiao's heartbeat accelerated and his expression was complicated.
He didn't expect that the Burmese army would respond so quickly.
If we had really chosen to attack by force before, even a powerful warrior would not be able to escape death!
It seems that past experience is not reliable, or perhaps they have underestimated the combat effectiveness of the Myanmar regular army.
Fortunately, Wu Dabiao was wearing Burmese army uniforms, and the defending Burmese army did not fire.
Wu Dabiao raised his hands and nodded towards the opposite side.
"Everyone, I'm here to deliver orders.
According to the intelligence just obtained above, the Chinese guerrillas may be targeting our logistical supply lines.
The headquarters asked me to give an order to everyone, to be on guard and guard without any slack!"
Wu Dabiao had a serious look on his face, which was quite impressive.
The other party was obviously stunned for a moment and did not completely doubt Wu Dabiao.
Then they looked at each other and muttered for a while.
One of the people who looked like a team leader waved to Wu Dabiao.
"Come closer, we need to check your identity."
Wu Dabiao nodded, not daring to put down his hands, and cautiously walked towards the Burmese army.
When he was still five or six meters away from the Burmese army, Wu Dabiao laughed.
"Everyone, I ran all the way here and am a little thirsty. Can you let me drink some water first?"
The team leader frowned, then waved his hand impatiently.
"Okay, hurry up."
Wu Dabiao had a smile on his face, but he was terribly worried in his heart.
Although Yang Haoran said that he only needed to unscrew the lid of the pot, who knew whether it was true or false?