Just as Tuguhun and Ali were fighting in the No. 5 Club in the North District, it was already evening in Xu Mountain, the residence of the blue wolf country, thousands of miles away.

In the Xushan camp, the lights are on.

After dinner, Zulu carried his three fishing rods made of bamboo as usual, greeted Mr. Zhou and other camp leaders, and walked slowly out of the camp gate, walked to the small river more than 700 meters away from the camp, and began his "one fishing a day".

A "bodyguard" assigned by Mr. Zhou immediately followed Zulu and kept a distance of forty or fifty meters from him.

In fact, everyone knows that this "bodyguard" is just a high-sounding statement, and it is Mr. Zhou's original intention to "stalk" Zulu and prohibit him from contacting the outside world, after all, the operation of hacking into Qinghe Fortress is at hand, and secrecy is the top priority.

In the past two weeks, except for Zulu, who has received special approval, the other half-cymbal men have not been allowed to leave the camp without permission.

Zulu came to the river, and under a locust tree there was a huge ashlayer called "Nine Layers of Skin", which was Zulu's favorite place to drop the pole.

"Whoosh!"

"Ding Dong!"

The three baits were thrown into the river by the fishing rods, and Zulu sat calmly on a protruding stone slab in the "Nine Skins" and smoked dry tobacco, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

If the "bodyguard" in charge of keeping an eye could see through the river, he would have been able to see a frogman armed to the teeth lurking underneath the river, but he didn't, the murky water and the noise of the water obscured all the mystery.

On the contrary, the frogman saw the situation on the shore clearly through a periscope disguised as a dead branch in the river, and of course saw the "bodyguard" who was in charge of keeping an eye on him.

The frogman slowly swam under the "nine-layer skin", half of his head was exposed to the water, and the huge ashline of stone blocked the sight of the "bodyguard".

Zulu's "One Fishing a Day" is an intelligence communication channel built by Zulu and the head of the wart mercenary team "Fang" after the implementation of the full closure of the Xushan camp.

"In?" The frogman asked through the directional intercom system.

"Well," Zulu replied, "I can hear you." ”

"You say."

"Ready?" Zulu asked.

"It's ready," replied the frogman, "and we're ready to start." ”

"Good!" Zulu said, "The time is one o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, it's set." ”

"April 21 at midnight?" Frogman reconfirmed.

"Yes," Zuludao said, "today is April 19th. ”

"Got it!" Frog Human, "Is the plan the same?" ”

"No change, if the hack is successful, use retreat plan 1, if hack fails, use retreat plan 2," Zulu stressed again, "tonight should be the last time we meet before we act." ”

"Understood."

At the end of the meeting, the frogman dived down the water again, and only quietly went ashore in a reed swing downstream, took off his diving suit and changed into a black suit and a black motorcycle helmet.

A black floating locomotive is hidden in the reeds, and the frogman jumps on the floating locomotive, activates the electric gate, and travels off-road.

After twenty minutes of driving, the locomotive turned out of the bushes and up to an improvised road that led to Tempest.

After another twenty minutes of driving, the frogman turned into a mechanized dirt road, and at the end of the dirt road was a small farm with several houses, and he drove the floating locomotive directly into a stable.

After turning off the engine and getting out of the car, the frogman stepped out of the stable, and while unloading the motorcycle helmet, he walked towards the two-story farmhouse.

Pushing open the door, a choking smell of smoke rushed towards me.

"The 'Big Head' is back!" A wart man sitting on a couch in the antechamber wiping a high-powered sniper rifle saw the frogman enter the room, a dry pipe in his mouth, and said loudly.

Nicknamed "Big Head", the wart star man walked straight to the main hall, and it can be seen that more than a dozen fierce wart star people are sitting around the round dining table in the main hall, smoking and smoking, drinking and drinking, wiping guns and wiping guns, chatting and chatting, and the leader is the "fangs".

"Big head, you're back?" Fangs asked with concern, "Is it going well?" ”

"It's fine!" "Big Head" tossed his helmet aside, grabbed another cold beer from the fridge, unscrewed it, and drank it to the end.

"How?" "Fang" waited for the "big head" to finish drinking, and asked.

"At one o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow," the "big head" hiccuped, "the No. 1 and No. 2 retreat plans remain unchanged. ”

Finally waiting for the news that the fight was going to start, and all the wart stars were in a commotion, and they all exchanged their heads and expressed their opinions.

"Quiet!" The "fangs" majestically scanned the surroundings, and the crowd fell silent.

"Then we have to divide into two groups, right?"

"Yes!"

******

April 20.

It's early summer, and the southern Seberian wilderness is cloudless and starry.

Tonight's meal was two hours earlier than usual, and most of them were hungry meat, and after everyone had eaten a full meal, they began to pack up and pack their personal belongings, and put those that could be taken away into the car, and those that could not be taken away were gathered together, poured gasoline and burned all.

Zulu's men and horses and Mr. Zhou's men stood in two rows facing each other in the central open space of the Xushan camp.

"Zulu, I wish you every success!" Mr. Zhou stepped forward and gave Zulu a big hug, smiling warmly.

Although the two hugged each other, Zulu saw a cold knife hidden in Mr. Zhou's warm smile.

"In the past month, thanks to Mr. Zhou's long-sleeved dancing and multi-faceted care, our plans have been promoted and implemented. Thank you, colleagues! Zulu remained silent and said in a rough voice.

"Where, where," Mr. Zhou waved his hand, "these are all matters within his bounds, Zhou has been worried that he has neglected the brothers by taking care of them thoroughly, and the Zulu boss should not be blamed." ”

"Boss Zhou is humble!" Zulu said, "When we triumph tomorrow, our two teams will definitely get drunk!" ”

"Good! Deal! ”

"It's a deal!"

The two shook hands tightly.

After that, the two teams shook hands with each other and got on the car to pull off.

According to the No. 1 evacuation plan, if the cyborg man succeeds in hacking, he should immediately fire a green signal flare, then retreat on his own, walk to the "Liyu Creek" intersection five kilometers away to meet Mr. Zhou's men, and then drive to Atyrau County, and smuggle to the No. 6 neutral zone.

According to the No. 2 retreat plan, if the cyborg fails to hack, it will definitely attract a crazy attack by the robot, and the two sides will inevitably exchange fire, but the number and combat power of the robot have an overwhelming advantage, and the cyborg has no chance of winning with each other, so the only thing to do is to escape, although the probability of success in escaping is extremely low, but once the escape is successful, then you can meet at the "Conch" hotel in Mambash County near the border within two weeks, and then follow up.

But Mr. Zhou and others did not know that Zulu still had a backhand, the so-called No. 3 plan.

Plan 3 is that regardless of whether the hack is successful or not, the cyborg must rush to the lobby of the "Mango" hotel in Gruu County within a day, and will not wait for the expiration date.

What the wart people want to do is to kill Mr. Zhou's people at the intersection of "Carp Creek" as soon as the cyborg man succeeds in hacking, and then retreat on his own.

In the event of a failed hack, the Wart is responsible for picking up the cyborg who had fled to the Mango Hotel in Gruu County for two weeks.