After the camp siren sounded, more military vehicles drove around the headquarters, and some drove out of the camp, presumably to hunt down the two Indian suspects. However, although there are many cars now, they are not as orderly and undisturbed as before. This also gave Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong the possibility to fish in troubled waters.
To enter the command building of the Eighth Regiment, two things are needed:
documents! Fingerprint scanning!
Only when the documents and fingerprints match can you enter the gate of the command building.
If Wei Han is allowed to do it, Qin Lang can easily steal a certificate, but without fingerprints, it is useless.
"Damn, it seems that we can only wait for the old guy Ye Bingcheng to come out before doing anything. Damn, he won't stay in it for the rest of his life." Ma Zhenyong cursed in a low voice, he felt that what he did tonight was really nothing smoothly.
"Damn it! You don't want people to eat, this damn Indian spy, I can't even eat dinner!" Ma Zhenyong was cursing, and some soldiers in the Eighth Regiment camp were also cursing. The soldiers of the team may have been on guard alternately, so it was their turn to eat dinner at this moment. As a result, the alarm sounded just after dinner, so these people could only rush over while gnawing on the steamed buns. The military vehicle trotted past.
"There is a chance!" Qin Lang suddenly had an idea in his mind, and then blew the insect flute in a very low, almost imperceptible voice.
Ma Zhenyong can't figure out what Qin Lang is doing again, but because he has seen Qin Lang's bizarre methods, Ma Zhenyong can only hope that Qin Lang will continue to create miracles.
And Qin Lang did it. In an instant, summoned by the insect flute, a group of bats rushed towards the soldiers who were eating steamed buns. The sudden "attack" made those soldiers not care about eating steamed buns, and hurriedly threw away the steamed buns in their hands to drive away the damn bats. However, these soldiers didn't notice at all that when the bats "raided", the passes of three of them had been stolen by Wei Han.
Although Wei Han is not a professional thief, with his skill and nimble fingers to control hidden weapons, he can do things faster and more stealthily than any other thief.
Three passes, easy to get!
The soldiers climbed into the military vehicle without noticing that the pass had been stolen.
"I have the documents, but where are the fingerprints?" Ma Zhenyong admired Qin Lang's methods, but he didn't know how Qin Lang could "steal" the fingerprints of the three without making a fuss.
"Fingerprints are here." Qin Lang pointed to the steamed buns that fell on the ground. He picked up one of the steamed buns, then took out a small bottle from the bag on his body, and sprayed a little of the liquid in the bottle on the steamed buns. Soon, several clear black fingerprints appeared on the steamed bun.
Of course Ma Zhenyong knew that these fingerprints were left by the soldiers just now. After all, when many people hold the steamed buns with their hands, they will pinch some fingerprints on the skin of the steamed buns, but Qin Lang easily made these fingerprints very obvious. , It feels like magic.
However, Ma Zhenyong saw the real "magic" next. Qin Lang threw the steamed bun with fingerprints on it to Wei Han. With a flash of a knife in Wei Han's palm, he immediately "peeled" half of the steamed bun. Leave a piece of steamed bun skin. Even the plastic surgeon who is best at skin grafting is probably nothing compared to Wei Han.
With a knife in his hand, Wei Han peeled off the "skin" of the three steamed buns. Qin Lang, Ma Zhenyong, and Wei Han each put a piece of steamed bun skin on their palms, took their certificates, and asked Ba Tuan The command building strode past.
Because of the camp's alarm, there were quite a few people entering and leaving the command building. Although the document checks would still be carried out, the intensity of the one-by-one review must have been virtually weakened.
drop!
Qin Lang handed over the certificate, scanned the fingerprint recognition area of his palm, and passed the pass easily.
Ma Zhenyong and Wei Han also successfully passed the guards and entered the lobby of the command building.
However, now it is only the first step of the plan. Their goal is to arrest Ye Bingcheng, but now they don't even know where Ye Bingcheng is.
"Follow that lieutenant colonel!" Ma Zhenyong was unambiguous at the critical moment, and his mind turned quickly. He recognized a beer-bellied lieutenant colonel officer who had just entered the headquarters at this time as Yao Xianghua, the head of the Eighth Regiment. Seeing Yao Xianghua's nervous and anxious expression, he knew that this guy must have something to report, and the person to report must be Ye Bingcheng.
Qin Lang immediately understood the situation, and the three of them followed Yao Xianghua into the elevator.
The elevator stopped on the eleventh floor of the command building.
Yao Xianghua walked towards the office on the far side.
At this time, the three of Qin Lang did not follow immediately, because the corridor was full of soldiers with live ammunition, and the security here was heavily guarded.
Qin Lang must confirm that Ye Bingcheng is here before he can start.
Yao Xianghua arrived at the door of the office on the far side, and waited at the door for a while before entering.
With Yao Xianghua's position in the Eighth Regiment, Ye Bingcheng was the only one who could make him wait at the door.
Ma Zhenyong noticed this, so he nodded to Qin Lang, reminding Qin Lang that Ye Bingcheng should be there.
Qin Lang also nodded, because the moment he opened the door of that office, Qin Lang heard a voice of "come in" from inside. This voice was Ye Bingcheng's voice. Before that, Qin Lang had heard Ye Bingcheng in the 84th and 3rd Army headquarters. voice, and he can't remember it wrong.
"Do it!" Qin Lang gave orders to Wei Han.
There were fourteen soldiers in the passage, and these soldiers were definitely well-trained elite soldiers, but for Wei Han, it was just a matter of raising their hands. What's more, these people didn't see Wei Han's movement clearly at all, they had already been hit by flying needles, and their whole bodies were quickly paralyzed.
Just now Ma Zhenyong clenched the gun with the paralyzing ammunition in his hand, but he obviously had no chance to make a move.
However, the passage here is equipped with a monitor. Although the monitor has been broken by Qin Lang, the people in the monitoring room will definitely notice the problem soon, so there is not much time left for Qin Lang and the others to act.
boom!
Wei Han kicked the door of Ye Bingcheng's room flying away.
Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong followed closely behind.
But the moment the three of them entered the room, many small red dots appeared on their bodies, which meant that they had been targeted by many guns at the same time.
In the middle of the room, there was actually a team of guards ambushing.
Although all three of them wore body armor, everyone knows that body armor is not a panacea, especially that body armor cannot prevent the other party from blowing your head off.
"You three idiots, Luo Haichuan sent you to die!"
In the room, a middle-aged officer glanced at Qin Lang and the others with disdain, "Luo Haichuan actually wanted to decapitate me, it's too young! I can be the boss of the 84th Army, of course I have some The hole card! You three, think I dare not kill you? You died here tonight, it was all done by spies!"
"Hole card? Who doesn't have one." Qin Lang looked at Ye Bingcheng with even more disdain, as if he was looking at a prisoner.