230.
In the next three days, Zhang Feng went out again, purchased a large amount of food and household monitoring equipment, and then began to stay in the house without leaving the house.
These three days can be described as being on tenterhooks. There was no language barrier, no information, no backyard, and no way to get in touch with the 01 intelligence personnel.
Although there are many arrangements made in the house, those who really find the enemy will use them to kill the enemy.
What Zhang Feng wants now is that Wang Xiaojuan can wake up as soon as possible and communicate with her family through contacting intelligence personnel. Whether the mission should continue or return to China temporarily.
It makes no sense to take Miura City like this now, and staying one more day will increase the risk.
In such a frightening situation, Wang Xiaojuan finally woke up on the third night, which made Zhang Feng let go of the big stone he had been carrying in his heart.
Wang Xiaojuan was unable to chew and swallow on her own while she was in a coma. Zhang Feng could only chew the food in his own mouth and then transfer it mouth-to-mouth to her mouth to assist her in swallowing.
Even so, Wang Xiaojuan has lost a lot of weight, her cheeks are slightly sunken, her cheekbones are protruding, and her face is even more ugly.
Zhang Feng walked to her side and sat down, and said, "Wang Xiaojuan, tell me what you should do in this situation? This mission is yours, and I will execute your orders."
Wang Xiaojuan's originally pretty face became even more ugly after hearing Zhang Feng's words. She also understood that the reason why this mission failed was because she was too hasty.
To put it mildly, such hasty action can be said to be a rush to complete the task, but to put it worse, it is a rush for success.
After a moment of silence, she said in a weak voice: "I will get in touch with 01's intelligence personnel in Japan and ask them to report the situation to the family. As for what to do, we will wait for the order from the family."
"Ahem." After coughing twice, Wang Xiaojuan continued: "Zhang Feng, I know what you are thinking right now. The reason why this mission failed is because of my poor command. I am the one responsible for the blame. But You have no connection."
Hearing his words, Zhang Feng frowned. What does she know? Have I ever left her alone
The idea of self-imposed responsibility
She shook her head slightly and said: "Wang Xiaojuan, what do you know? I don't want to explain so much to you. Although you have the responsibility to perform this mission, I can't shirk it. Although I am not a benevolent and righteous gentleman, But he’s not a villain who adds insult to injury.”
After finishing speaking, he stood up and said: "Wake up now and get in touch with the intelligence personnel. I have always had a bad feeling in the past two days. It seems that we can't stay in this place any longer. We need to move as soon as possible." After saying that, he walked out of the room and closed the door.
After walking out of the room, Zhang Feng's frown remained. This woman was really unreasonable. Forget it, there might not be another time after this cooperation.
Half an hour later, when he heard Wang Xiaojuan calling him softly in the room, Zhang Feng opened the door and walked in, asking: "How are you? What does home mean?"
Wang Xiaojuan's originally weak face was livid at the moment, and she said coldly: "This mission must continue. It's just... It's just you. People from 01 will arrive in Miura City in the evening two days later to make arrangements. The stowaway boat took me back to China."
Nodding, Zhang Feng said: "Okay, I understand."
Standing in the kitchen making food, Zhang Feng secretly thought that his family seemed to be very optimistic about this operation, otherwise it would be impossible to arrange for Egypt to continue carrying out the mission while still alerting the snake.
Now Kunsha must be hiding deeper, and the bodyguards around him will be more vigilant. It may not be that simple to find loopholes and take action against Kunsha.
However, with the uninjured Wang Xiaojuan by his side, he will move more freely and his flexibility will be greatly improved. It will not be so easy for the other party to discover his whereabouts.
While cooking, Zhang Feng was learning Japanese Mandarin on his mobile phone.
Japanese is not very difficult to learn, and the pronunciation of some words is the same or similar to that of Chinese. The characters of the Japanese country were transformed from Chinese characters. As long as you find out the rules, you can get twice the result with half the effort.
The next day. early morning.
Zhang Feng, who had been sitting on a chair and sleeping all night, slowly opened his eyes, and the uneasiness in his heart became more intense.
There are no signs, but
Heart palpitations, as if something bad is about to happen.
This feeling lasted for a full day, and when the night fell darkly, the feeling of uneasiness reached its peak.
He took out his tablet and stared at the surveillance images on it.
These pictures were collected through the monitors he set up around him. These monitors are home cameras with limited transmission distance, so Zhang Feng placed them at the corners of the streets around the house.
Black figures appeared one after another in the picture, wearing various clothes, but all of them were carrying long and narrow samurai swords.
With the appearance of the enemy, Zhang Feng's uneasy mood disappeared. In his opinion, the most terrifying enemies are those who are hiding in the dark and waiting for opportunities. Once exposed, there will be corresponding methods to deal with it. In other words, as the old saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves, you are afraid of them missing you.
Wang Xiaojuan pushed open the door of Wang Xiaojuan's room without panic, took out the pistol from his pocket, put the gun into her hand in the doorway where she was surprised, and said: "The enemy is coming to the door. There are still seven bullets in the pistol. Use sparingly."
Just when Zhang Feng turned around and left and walked to the door, Wang Xiaojuan gritted her teeth and said, "If it really doesn't work, just... leave me."
He stopped, turned his head, smiled, showing his bright white teeth and said: "When did 01 have the habit of abandoning his comrades? Why didn't I know!"
Under Wang Xiaojuan's surprised gaze, Zhang Feng walked out of the room.
He walked to the kitchen and turned off the power switch of the house. All the lights in the whole house disappeared at the same time, and he was completely plunged into darkness.
Opening the kitchen cabinet door, there were bottles of sake inside, but they were no longer sake, but half a bottle of turbid solid-liquid mixture.
The mouth of the bottle is plugged with cotton, but the cotton has been soaked in water soaked in white phosphorus and dried.
Picking up the fruit knives that had been prepared on the chopping board and placing them beside him, Zhang Feng waited quietly.
There were forty or fifty big men gathered on the street in the room, all holding samurai swords in their hands, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
At this time, a black car drove over and stopped behind the men.
The car window was lowered, and a young man still wearing sunglasses said calmly: "Let's do it."