In the room originally belonging to the mayor of Chuchun Town, Maloof looked at the three languid robbers in front of him and asked incomprehensibly:
"Who gave you the courage to dare to attack here?"
In the eyes of this major, even the most powerful North bandit group in the wasteland would not dare to challenge the regular army of "First City".
Moreover, they guarding Chuchun Town are obviously better than the general troop configuration!
One of the robbers replied with chagrin and fear:
"Sir, we, we have been deceived, and feel that you have been in the wasteland for a long time, your morale is low, you have no equipment, and you will be broken when you touch it."
"Yes, yes, our boss also said that you are arrogant and careless. As long as a wave of surprise attacks can throw you into chaos, you cannot organize an effective resistance, and you can only hand over the spoils." Another robber Join now.
Maloof and the soldiers in the room did not solve their doubts, but flushed.
Because what the other party said was actually in line with the actual situation!
Their team has been guarding Chuchun Town for two or three months, and most of the residents here have vicious distortions, leaving them nowhere to vent their desires. .
In addition to their powerful equipment, the name "First City" has enough deterrent power. They are sure that they will not be attacked. Whether it is usual training or daily patrols, they are gradually relaxed and only maintain an empty shelf.
Therefore, the raid by the "vultures" bandit group at night really caused them to fall into chaos.
As the leader of this unit, Malov only felt that the words of the prisoners were like slaps one after another, constantly slapping himself in the face, making him want to pull out the "Red River" pistol and shoot these guys a few times.
Fortunately, nothing really happened, otherwise it will definitely go to a military court... Maloof took a breath and slowly exhaled:
"Who told you this, no, who deceived you?"
"One man and one woman, they found one of our strongholds," recalled a robber who lost a lot of blood and turned pale.
"What do they look like?" Maloof demanded.
"I didn't see it clearly." The robber who answered first shook his head.
He had a shaved head covered in dry black dirt.
Another robber helped explain:
"It was night and it was still raining. We didn't have many torches or flashlights in our stronghold. Except for the few who communicated with them face-to-face, they should not be able to see what they looked like."
"Any of you?" Maloof frowned slightly.
The robbers shook their heads in unison.
Is this a coincidence? The bandit chief must have had face-to-face communication with those two people, but he died... Malov restrained his doubts and asked instead:
"How did they convince you, uh, your chief, and how did your chief convince you?"
"Let's just say what we said just now..." The pale-faced robber replied in confusion, "I don't know why I believed the boss at that time, uh, Yas, usually encounter such a big event, definitely Someone asked a question…”
Maloof was acutely aware of the problem:
"How long have the man and woman talked to your leader?"
"Less than five minutes, definitely less than five minutes!" The bald-headed robber was hesitant at first, then confirmed.
"They didn't show anything, just a pure conversation?" Maloof followed his own guess and asked a new question.
"No." Several robbers responded in sequence.
Maloof glanced at the soldiers in the room, and took a few steps back and forth:
"When your leader persuaded you, what did the man and the woman do?"
"They were on the edge of the stronghold, hiding in the shadows, and when our boss, uh, Yass, convinced us, they provided your patrol routes, drone monitoring patterns, and surrounding terrain." His face was pale. The robber answered truthfully.
Maloof took a few more steps and said to the soldiers in the room:
"Look, I'll be back soon."
He quickly walked out of the room, walked along the corridor to the other end, and knocked on a dark red wooden door.
"Mr. Pres, the current situation is like this..."
He put together the contents of the captives' answers and described them roughly.
After he finished speaking, after more than ten seconds, a male voice that seemed to be trying his best to restrain something came from the room:
"Ask them what happened before the man and woman arrived."
"Yes, Mr. Press." Maloof turned around and returned to his room.
He stared at the prisoners and repeated the question raised by Preth in a deep voice.
The bald robber recalled and said:
"They said 'we're surrounded' with megaphones or speakers, and then they said a bunch of big, inexplicable things."
"What kind of?" Maloof demanded.
The pale-faced robber briefly outlined the content from memory, what to ask for advice with humility when facing things you don't understand, what not to blindly resist, but to learn, understand and accept...
Maloof was at a loss.
He confirmed it several times, and once again came out of Pres's room and told the other party the information he had obtained.
Before Malov finished speaking, a slightly shocked voice came from behind the closed door:
"Wu Meng?"
…
Primal City, Red Wolf District, 19 Rosta Street, the headquarters of "Hand of Order".
The wall-like sheriff Wall saw his immediate superior, Trevis, the order officer of the Red Giant Wolf District.
"Something came back from the military." Trevis picked up the paper material in front of him.
When Wall took it over, the order officer of the Red Giant Wolf District simply said:
"They have troops on a covert mission in the North Anherford area."
"Will this be too coincidental?" Wall asked in a deep voice, who had not yet read the materials.
What he means is that after Xue Yueyue and Zhang Qubing's team escaped to the North Shore Wasteland, they did not want to leave the sphere of influence of the "First City" as soon as possible, but they were still interested in the North Anheford area. This is a secret from the military. Whether there is a certain relationship between tasks.
"It's just a coincidence that I'm letting you take a look at this information." Travis sat behind the desk and nodded lightly, "Sit down and take your time."
Wall didn't pretend to be polite, just sat down and quickly browsed the documents in his hand.
After seeing the bewitched bandit group and the disarming voice, Wall's expression gradually became solemn.
He raised his head and looked at his boss:
"When we traced how Xue Yueyue and Zhang Qubing's team escaped from the city, we got some clues.
"They appear to have 'trusted' a group of smugglers in the form of a broadcast."
This is very similar to what happened to the bandit group.
"What do you mean, Xue Yueyue and Zhang Qubing's team are fighting the idea of the military's secret mission?" Trevis nodded slightly.
"Yes, otherwise it wouldn't be such a coincidence." Wall said confidently, "The man and woman who 'convinced' the group of robbers matched Xue Yueyue and Zhang Qubing in terms of height. Although they did Enough camouflage and cover-up to kill all the witnesses, but the coincidences were enough to betray them."
Trevis gave a "hmm":
"They must have a purpose in their stay in the North Shore Wasteland.
"And this matter also involves a dangerous existence."
Wall didn't ask which dangerous existence it was. Since Trevis didn't say it directly, it showed that he was not qualified to know for the time being.
After he planned to go back, he would visit his father-in-law, Gaius, a new veteran and a powerful figure in the military, to see what was going on.
After talking for a while, Trevis breathed a sigh of relief:
"I will submit the clues and speculations you have found."
…
North Anherford, in the ruins of a city.
"Chuchun Town is more closely guarded," Han Wanghuo said of his observations.
Jiang Baimian nodded, turned his head to the side, and looked at Long Yuehong, Bai Chen, and Genova.
"In the direction of the original city, there are new troops heading here." Bai Chen said calmly.
In order to detect this intelligence, she and Long Yuehong both put on military exoskeleton devices.
While Han Wanghuo and Zeng Duo had solemn expressions, Jiang Baimian smiled:
"That's a good thing."
"Yes, yes." Shang Jianyao played Long Yuehong.
Seeing Zeng Duo's puzzled look, Jiang Baimian smiled and said:
"The 'First City' should have investigated that it was us who secretly drove the 'Vulture' bandit group. It seems that they are not too stupid, and they did not live up to our performance."
"Why?" Han Wanghuo asked in confusion.
This will only cause the defensive strength of Chuchun Town to skyrocket, making rescue impossible.
Jiang Baimian smiled:
"I've analyzed it before, just relying on yourself, there is almost no hope of saving Chuchun Town unless you can wait until winter, and that's just a guess.
"Since this is the case, it is better to let the 'First City' send more elite teams, and more powerhouses of the 'Spiritual Corridor' level to come over, improve the defense, and hunt us down.
"And we..."
Jiang Baimian restrained his smile:
"Return to Prime City."
"Ah?" This time, Long Yuehong couldn't understand the team leader's thinking.
Jiang Baimian laughed and said:
"The situation in the 'First City' is inherently delicate, on the verge of chaos, and it took a long time to maintain the balance.
"After we have transferred a large number of people and some strong people, there is a high probability that the balance will be tilted. When that time comes, we will step in and look for opportunities.
"When there is turmoil in the first city, most of the powerhouses and troops guarding Chuchun Town will be transferred back. At that time, the defense here will be empty."
Seeing that the pupils of Long Yuehong, Zeng Duo and others were enlarged, Jiang Baimian added with a smile:
"This cry hits the east and then hits the east again."