Around 5:30 in the afternoon, in the small town of Ors outside the border of Longcheng.
This small town is located on the border between District 1 and Longcheng. The town has a small population and mainly engages in some trading activities.
The military base of Area 1 was built next to this town.
At this time, inside the base, Kang Dinghuang and Lu Zhen, under the guidance of the guards, came to a combat command room.
“Crash!”
The door was pushed open, and the entire command room came into view.
The room is very spacious, about three or four hundred square meters, and is filled with LCD LED screens with a large number of data graphs and simulation calculation diagrams.
There were nearly a hundred people working in an orderly manner in the room, including staff, intelligence personnel, and information processing personnel. In addition to some white and black people, there were also many Chinese officers.
This is a corps organized by District One on the border of Longcheng, now also called the Southern First Corps. It includes District One's own 60,000 regular troops and 40,000 troops drawn from the Chinese Corps, forming a 100,000-man corps.
In front of an electronic sand table stood a white-haired black old man, wearing a neat military uniform and carrying three gold stars on his shoulders, symbolizing his identity.
This is Lieutenant General Moules, the commander-in-chief responsible for the military oppression operation against Longcheng this time.
After seeing him, Kang Dinghuang and Lu Zhen walked over and saluted him respectfully: "Hello, Lieutenant General Murais. Kang Dinghuang from the Qingyi Bureau and Lu Zhen, the Secretary General of the Chinese Corps, report to you!"
Lieutenant General Murais raised his head, glanced at them slowly, and a smile appeared on his face: "Dear Kang, do you have any good news for me?"
Kang Dinghuang immediately said: "Yes, we have already made arrangements in Longcheng."
"I'm glad to hear that." Lieutenant General Mules pointed to a lounge next to him and said, "Let's go inside and talk."
"OK."
Three people walked into the lounge and pushed the door open.
Kang Dinghuang took a look and saw several sofas and a small bar in the lounge.
After the door was closed, the noisy sounds outside were immediately blocked out.
The three of them sat down, and a young staff member came over and asked softly, "Sirs, what would you like to drink?"
"Coffee bar."
"OK."
After a while, the staff came over with coffee, placed it on the table in front of them, and then turned and left the lounge.
Kang Dinghuang took a sip of coffee and then began to speak: "Mr. Mules, this is how things are in Dragon City..."
Lu Zhen sat quietly beside him, without interrupting him the whole time.
Lieutenant General Murais sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and listened to Kang Dinghuang's detailed description of the layout plan in Dragon City. He nodded with satisfaction and praised: "Smart hunters often disguise themselves as prey. Obviously, you are a qualified hunter."
"You're too kind. These are the results of the joint efforts of me and everyone else." Kang Dinghuang said calmly, "I'm only worried about the forces we have deployed in Longcheng. We only have one chance, and we have to let them see hope! Therefore, we must seize the initiative in tonight's military operations. Otherwise, if there is any instability, my previous work will be in vain."
Lieutenant General Murais nodded slowly.
Kang Dinghuang glanced at him, and then continued: "Of course, today will be a day that changes the history of Dragon City. From now on, the day when Dragon City returns to stability is just around the corner!"
Hearing this, Lieutenant General Moules smiled and said, "I am looking forward to seeing this day."
The three of them sat on the sofa and chatted in low voices again.
…
About 250 nautical miles away from Longcheng, on a public transit island.
The man with plastic surgery sat in a car at the port, watching several civilian fishing boats slowly dock at the shore.
Soon, Yuan Biao and more than 200 people, carrying combat equipment and lifting supply boxes, walked down from the ship in an orderly manner.
After seeing them, the man with the plastic surgery face opened the car door, walked over with his people, and stretched out his hand to Yuan Biao: "Hello, Mr. Yuan, I'm here to pick you up."
Yuan Biao just glanced at him and didn't shake hands with him. Instead, he turned around and waved at his men, shouting, "Hurry up! Move the things ashore quickly and hide the boat!"
The plastic surgery face withdrew his hand, but he was not angry. He said directly to Yuan Biao: "According to the agreed plan, at 7:30 pm, we will start to march towards Longcheng, and officially take action at 8 o'clock!"
Yuan Biao finally looked at him and asked softly, "Who gave the order?"
The plastic surgery face was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then smiled and replied: "The file is an order issued by Kang Dinghuang himself. After Longcheng's internal forces are exerted, the situation will be very chaotic. We will take the opportunity to carry out the mission. At that time, I will act with you and I will contact the insider."
After listening to this, Yuan Biao did not say anything, but fell into silence, as if he was thinking about something.
The plastic surgery face was a little confused about this person's thoughts, and couldn't help asking: "Is there any problem?"
Yuan Biao looked at him and suddenly asked, "Do you have a cell phone?"
The plastic surgery face was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the other party asked this, but still answered: "Yes."
Yuan Biao asked again: "How many mobile phones do you have?"
The plastic surgery face frowned: "Two, what's wrong?"
Yuan Biao said with a smile: "Give me all your cell phones."
Although the man with the plastic surgery face was very confused, he still took out both mobile phones from his pocket and handed them to Yuan Biao.
Yuan Biao took the phone, took a look at it, and couldn't help but praise it: "It's a beautiful phone."
Before the plastic surgery face could react, Yuan Biao swung his arms and threw both phones into the sea.
With two gurgles, the phone disappeared without a trace, and waves appeared on the sea.
The plastic surgery face was confused, then suppressed his anger and asked: "What are you doing?!"
Yuan Biao turned around, looked at the plastic surgery face, and said calmly: "I won't move at eight o'clock, I will move at half past nine."
The man with the plastic surgery face frowned: "Why? This is Kang Dinghuang's order, and our troops had already made their move!"
Yuan Biao smiled and said, "I don't like to follow plans made by others. I will only move at 9:30. I don't need any information from you. You just need to follow me."
"But Dragon City has already kept it secret..."
"Even the people who greeted us know what time we will enter Longcheng. Is this still a secret?!" Yuan Biao said as he walked towards the military vehicle: "Hurry up, radio silence! Reconnaissance team, leave in advance!"
…
Dragon City, the whole bureau.
Gu Baishun changed into a black suit and walked out of the building with several guards.
At this time, Guo Zhengdao was waiting at the door. When he saw him, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Director Gu!"
Gu Baishun stopped and turned to look at him.
Guo Zhengdao then continued: "I have everything ready here, I will be in charge of the main personnel!"
Hearing this, Gu Baishun reached out and patted him on the shoulder gently: "Brother Guo, it will be very chaotic tonight, so you must pay attention to safety!"
Guo Zhengdao grinned: "It's a small matter, no problem."