Atlas of Heaven and Man

Inside the war room, everyone looked in the direction of Commissioner Cao's finger.

Zhang Mountain.

Zhang Mountain?

The first reaction of most people was one of incomprehension. Running into the mountains? That was a dead end, because behind Zhang Mountain was the boundless Great Wilderness.

But they quickly realized, no, based on the current directions available for Molan Corporation to retreat, retreating into the Great Wilderness was indeed the most likely escape route.

"But if that's the case, how will they cross the wilderness? How will they solve the problem of logistical supplies?" An official attending the meeting raised a question.

Zhang Mountain almost completely shielded the northern part of Yangzhi. There were no roads there, because there was no need to build them. It was almost impossible to travel by car from there.

Molan Corporation's retreat wouldn't involve just one or two people. There would definitely be a large number of company personnel accompanying them, such as the heavily funded Blood Ink Guard, logistics team, technology research and development team, management team, etc. These were Molan Corporation's real resources and essence, their capital for making a comeback. They couldn't possibly abandon them.

With such a large number of people entering the wilderness, logistical supplies would be a major problem.

Someone added a reasonable guess: "Molan Corporation's branch has been deeply rooted in Yangzhi for so many years, they must have prepared a way out long ago. Maybe they have set up supply stations in the wilderness in advance, and may have even built underground bases in the wilderness…"

This made some sense, but many people disagreed. To say there were supply stations in the wilderness was possible, and very likely.

But to say they had built underground bases in the wilderness was overestimating Molan Corporation. Building them too close would be useless, and building them further away would make transporting supplies a major problem, and the commotion would be significant. It was impossible to do it for so many years without anyone noticing.

At this time, several officials from the Political Affairs Office exchanged whispers, and then one of them spoke up and raised a question that many people were concerned about: "Regarding Molan Corporation's retreat, Commissioner Cao, do you plan to take action inside the city or encircle them outside the city?"

The difference between taking action inside the city and outside the city was too great.

If it was inside the city, these officials of the Yangzhi Municipal Political Affairs Office would definitely not want to see it. Not because they cared about the property and safety of the citizens, but because Yangzhi City could be considered their political territory. Too much loss would definitely not be a plus for them.

Commissioner Cao looked at them and gave a very definite answer.

"This encirclement battle will take place outside the city."

The officials of the Yangzhi Political Affairs Office looked a little relieved. In fact, these days, they had been trying to persuade Commissioner Cao not to start a war in the city, but to try to force the people of Molan Corporation to leave, and hinted that they would give him benefits and various support.

Now, hearing this affirmative answer, they believed that their efforts had been effective. In this case, they would also support Commissioner Cao in the subsequent actions and give him the appropriate rewards.

Not everyone present disagreed with this plan, but no one took the initiative to bring it up. After all, disregarding the deaths of the people and placing the battlefield in the city would not sound good. Those who aspired to climb up the ladder would not do this, and those who didn't care about these things had already communicated in advance before the meeting started.

Seeing that no one raised any more questions, Commissioner Cao immediately started making phone calls, arranging for people to intercept the convoy heading to the National Highway. And in order to let Molan Corporation retreat with peace of mind, this time he also sent out real manpower, completely pressing on with the vast majority of the forces on the surface.

After arranging everything, he returned to the war room.

Next, it was just waiting. Believing that after Molan Corporation received the news that the convoy had been ambushed and confirmed the scale of the attack, they should start to act.

But in the next few hours, there was no movement at Molan Corporation's headquarters. Everyone could only sit and wait here.

Some people couldn't help but start to doubt Commissioner Cao's judgment, but most people were very certain.

Judging from the messages that were continuously being sent back, although the convoy that Molan initially sent out had good armed forces, and many were elites from the External Action Department, they were definitely not the main force, especially the members of the Blood Ink Guard, not a single one was seen.

Molan Corporation must still have some big moves, but they haven't been seen yet.

At this time, a person hurried over and delivered a translated telegram, "Commissioner Cao, urgent telegram!"

Commissioner Cao took it and looked at it. He looked up at the crowd, "Our monitoring station has discovered that a large number of Molan Corporation people have appeared in the lower reaches of the Black River, near the river section of the Li Family Cargo Village in Old Town."

"What?"

Everyone was shocked, and some people reacted quickly, "Is it the river channel?"

Commissioner Cao said: "Yes, the risk of going by land is high, but Molan Corporation can choose to enter the river channel from the underground waterway. From their current location, they are heading towards Zhang Mountain."

Everyone looked up at the map hanging on the wall. From the direction of Molan Corporation's personnel, it was already very close to Zhang Mountain, indicating that Commissioner Cao's judgment was accurate.

But judging from the distance, these people would soon be able to enter Zhang Mountain, and it was expected that they would be able to rush into the Great Wilderness before long.

Someone in the seat asked: "Commissioner Cao, since you expected this, then there must be arrangements at Zhang Mountain, right?"

Commissioner Cao slowly said: "There is a gang that has been entrenched in Zhang Mountain for a long time. I have given them a batch of weapons. They will use the fortifications left over from the Great Development Period to block Molan Corporation for us. Our people only need to follow up and catch up." He looked at everyone, "Next, I hope that all departments will cooperate as much as possible."

The Iron Chain Gang?

Everyone suddenly understood, but many frowned. The Iron Chain Gang was just a gang, not an army. Even with support, they didn't seem capable of stopping the Molan Corporation. If Commissioner Cao had anticipated the Molan Corporation coming from the river, it would have been more reliable to deploy people there to intercept them.

But now that he had said so, according to the prior communication, they could only follow this arrangement.

So, people from each department got up, some making phone calls, others sending telegrams. Sharp whistles echoed within the police headquarters. With the sound of boots and the starting of troop carriers, a large number of patrolmen began to assemble.

At this moment, an intelligence officer came to report: "Directors, ahead is Zhang Mountain. The Iron Chain Gang members entrenched there seem to be prepared."

The five directors looked at each other upon hearing this news.

"There are indeed arrangements here. They deliberately let us out, intending to use the old works in the mountains to block us and then pursue us from behind, encircling and annihilating us here."

"Simple, effective, but they seem to have overlooked the technological gap."

"Perhaps they also provided technical support to the Iron Chain Gang?"

"As expected. Send a telegram, activate all the informants planted within the Iron Chain Gang, and let the Blood Molan Guards cooperate with the combat weapons to eliminate everyone above within an hour."

As the order was conveyed, boxes containing combat weapons were opened. With the injection of high-energy nutrient solution, two hundred and fifty combat mantises leaped out, their compound eyes gleaming with cold indifference.

Under the gestures of a technician, these mantises spread their wings and leaped and flew into the mountains.

Inside the Molan Corporation building, Supervisor Luo stood in the empty conference hall, with a radio beside him and a telegraph operator sitting there with headphones, seemingly waiting for something.

He looked at his watch, and when the hands reached exactly two o'clock, the telegraph operator seemed to hear something and quickly translated a string of numbers.

Supervisor Luo strode over, picked up the numbers, and quickly pulled out a safe. After dialing the last number, with a click, the thick safe door opened. He reached in and took out a syringe of medicine, quickly injecting it into his heart.

Soon, his expression relaxed.

Besides brainwashing, the Molan Corporation also used various drugs to control its personnel. Before evacuating, the five directors had him stay behind to defend the building and delay any possible attack, but they also had to give him hope, so they left him the detoxification agent that had been confirmed in person beforehand.

At this point, even if he revealed the truth or chose to evacuate, it didn't matter, because the company directors had already reached their destination.

And next, he had to think for himself.

He immediately had the telegraph operator send a message to a designated frequency:

"I will evacuate from the company's underground水道 immediately, carrying the information I have collected over the years. The gold notes are also ready. I hope you will do what you promised me."

Soon, the telegram replied:

"I will send someone to pick you up and bring you a new identity. After you come over, I will first help you arrange a position in the local department, and then transfer you back to work with me in a year or two."

"It's a deal."

"Where are you planning to meet?"

"Wu Family Town, Old Factory No. 2 Cargo Wharf, four o'clock."

"Wait there when you arrive. My people will be there soon."

Inside the police headquarters' operations conference room, as orders were sent out, everything was being arranged busily and methodically. At this moment, a staff member came over, whispered a few words to Commissioner Cao, and handed him a note.

A cold look appeared in his eyes. He put away the note, had the person next to him temporarily take over his work, and walked to a lounge next door, instructing the duty personnel there, "Go and call Cadet Chen."

A few minutes later, Chen Chuan walked in, carrying the Snow Monarch Saber. Commissioner Cao, without waiting for him to greet, immediately said to him seriously: "Cadet Chen, I need you to do something immediately. Go to the Old Factory Wharf in Wu Family Town, find Luo Qi, the head of the Molan Corporation's Action Department, deal with him, and bring back everything he is carrying."

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