With a gloomy face, Madison looked at the tattooed ear that had already smelled of rot, and whispered anxiously, "The comparison results are not out yet?" ”

Swallowing his saliva nervously, one of the safehouse technicians stared at the information that slowly flashed on the computer screen, and stumbled to a gloomy Madison, "Our communications seem to be disrupted...... Data transfer is slow, and database comparisons take longer than usual......"

Huo Ran stood up, and Madison shouted angrily in a low voice, "I don't want to hear you say these technical terms in front of me - tell me, is it done?" If not, when will it be done?! ”

Seeing that the information materials beating on the computer screen suddenly stopped, and the comparison pictures of the two tattoos also fit together, the technician sitting in front of the computer breathed a sigh of relief: "The comparison is complete, this is Franklin. Benson's ears! ”

E, who was also sitting in a wheelchair with an IV device on his arm and a wheelchair with an IV device on his arm, turned to look at the angry Madison: "It seems that those guys are really moving faster than us?" In just a few hours, we had set up the blockade of Tawi, and the guys had the sea and the airport all the way up. Now that the airfield has been bombed, our backup men who want to carry heavy equipment for reinforcements can only come by sea, and it will take two days to arrive at the earliest. Right now...... We're almost on the same page as our opponents! ”

Slowly sitting back in his chair, Madison replied in a deep voice: "And in the other party's hand, there are still chips we have to get back!" ”

Looking at the rancid ear on the table in disgust, E snorted in some confusion, "Chips? So what does this mean? To ruin this bargaining chip in front of us as revenge for our men who killed them? ”

Waving his hand at E, Madison responded, "It's not that simple! This ear was found on our perimeter patrol route, and the interval between the blind spots of our perimeter patrol line was only a short thirty seconds at most. It's our opponent reminding us that he's always on the lookout and ready to sneak into our defenses! ”

Trembling a little nervously, E subconsciously looked at his ankle that was wrapped into a dumpling: "Then our safe house ......"

Half-snorting in disdain, Madison waved his hand at E again: "Now neither we nor our opponents dare to move blindly. We are waiting for reinforcements to arrive, and our opponents are clearly under-strengthened......"

Before Madison could finish speaking, E had already interrupted Madison's words in surprise: "Lack of strength? They completely destroyed the airfield last night, and the blockade at sea was almost breached, you call this a lack of strength?."

Frowning impatiently, Madison stood up and walked over to the technician sitting in front of the computer: "If they have enough strength, then there is no need to do these actions that seem to be imposing but actually have little practical effect. Just take Benson away from Tawi – mark me where and when the attack was on the map! ”

Listening to Madison's instructions, the technician sitting in front of the computer hurriedly made annotations on the electronic map according to Madison's requirements. Taking a few steps back, Madison looked at all the attack nodes on the computer screen, reaching out and pinching his chin covered with stubble: "The time to launch the attack is close, and even the time of the end of the attack is relatively close. And the direction of the attack ...... It also looks like it's in a hurry to break through our lockdown and get out of Tawi City......"

Pushing the wheelchair, E also approached Madison: "According to behavioral analysis, they need a safety buffer zone to provide themselves with a barrier of psychological safety. So ......"

Pushing the wheelchair, E quickly got to the computer, tapping on the keyboard to draw an irregular red area on the map: "This should be a normal person's psychological safety buffer zone, and as an opponent who can match yours, their buffer zone may be a little more extended." So ......"

Drawing a larger red area on the computer screen, E turned to look at Madison, who was pinching his chin and groaning, "Our opponent should be hiding in this buffer zone." ”

Nodding approvingly, Madison walked over to E: "If you can narrow it down to this extent, it won't be a difficult thing to find them - find the buildings that can be used as fortresses within a given area!" ”

Without waiting for the technicians standing on the side to make a move, E was already typing on the keyboard and ticked off the buildings in a small area of the city surrounded by the red zone that could be used as defensive fortresses: "Six places in total!" If it's me...... This warehouse? The floor space and access are suitable for use as a safe house. ”

Shaking his head slowly, Madison stretched out his hand and pointed to the Pink Charles Hotel in the marked building: "I think it should be here!" The place is quiet during the day, and if a stranger enters the hotel's field of vision, it will soon be discovered. And in the evening...... Pleasure seekers who encounter crossfire will be their best cover group. ”

Looking at Madison with some curiosity, E asked in a low voice, "You...... You don't stick to the rules of engagement that don't shoot at unrelated targets, do you? ”

Snorting disdainfully, Madison stared at the Pink Charles Hotel on the screen and said, "Once we carry out an indiscriminate attack, do you think those pleasure seekers will obediently stand and target us?" This is Tawi, and it's easier to find a pistol or automatic rifle than to find a clean drink. In the case of chaotic warfare...... Our firepower advantage will be lost - look up, who is the owner of the Pink Charlie Hotel? ”

Tapping quickly on the keyboard, after a few moments, E was already pointing to a picture on the screen and said, "A bastard who barely reaches the middle level." It seems that your judgment is correct, just by virtue of such a person, he has already been swallowed up in Tawi City, and there must be someone behind him. ”

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Madison muttered, "That's right—even if it goes wrong, we've cleared out a possible place where those guys can hide." ”

As if remembering something, Madison jerked his head to look at E, who was in a wheelchair: "It seems that you have studied battlefield intelligence analysis?" ”

A hint of pride flashed across his face, and E pushed the wheelchair away from the computer: "This is just one of my electives in the Ivies...... Are you going to do it tonight? ”

Turning his head to look out the window, Madison replied in a deep voice, "I think we have to pick the best time to attack!" ”