Atlas of Heaven and Man

Four days later, Bureau Chief Wang brought news that the radio wave activity had been frequent recently. Although many codewords were unclear, it seemed they were preparing for action.

According to the analysis of experts from the Communications Bureau, the operation time was likely to be within the next two days.

The period from the end of the month to the beginning of November was when Yangzhi City would hold its company meeting. The foreign company representatives would arrive one to two days early by train.

The timing was just right.

Chen Chuan had already returned to his school dormitory. After putting down the notification call from Bureau Chief Guan, he glanced at the calendar above. It was already October 28th of Jianzhi 93, with just over two months left until the end of the year.

According to his teacher, Cheng Zitong, the approval for his application should come down around the end of the year, so he should be able to go to Central City next year.

This operation was likely to be his last major assignment in Yangzhi City.

He thought for a moment that to avoid the Resistance's eyes, he needed to move to the wilderness in advance, so he could start acting now.

So he picked up the phone again and started calling the team members one by one. After notifying everyone, he walked to the sword rack, took the Snow Monarch Blade from it, returned to the sofa, drew the blade, and took out the can of medicine he had received during the national conscription, evenly applying it to the blade.

This kind of medicine for maintaining the blade was said to improve the quality of the weapon. He didn't notice it much at first, but after using it several times, he did feel some effect. First of all, the warm-up time was slightly shortened. Although it was very small, it was good to have some improvement.

After the medicine was completely applied to the blade, he held it in his hand, horizontally in front of him. After breathing slightly, he immediately felt a slight vibration coming from the blade.

After a while, he gently stroked it, and it became stable again. Only then did he slowly put the blade back into its scabbard.

Then he got up again and began to check the things he needed to carry. The Martial Halberd Gun and the pre-ground stone pellets were all brought along this time.

After these were prepared, he began to put on his clothes.

First, he put on a shirt with many secret ritual patterns painted on the reverse side, then a fitted high-grade protective suit, and over the protective suit, he put on a secret ritual interlining, and finally a black stab-proof windbreaker with patterns painted on the inside as well.

The three of them came out of the dormitory building and arrived at the school gate. At this time, the car arranged by He Nan was already waiting there, and Wei Chang'an's team, Ren Xiaotian, Wu Han, and Wei Dong, had also arrived in advance.

Chen Chuan looked ahead. The maple trees across the square were fiery red. At this moment, a strong wind blew, and the branches swayed like waves. Red maple leaves swirled and flew up, the dancing leaves merging with the sunset glow in the sky, dragging out streaks of dazzling red.

He stared into the distance for a while before retracting his gaze and saying to everyone, "Everyone, let's go."

He got into the first off-road vehicle, and the others also got into the remaining vehicles and drove along the avenue.

An hour later, the convoy drove into the wilderness. This time, they didn't continue to go deep, but chose to stop in a safe area and got out of the car.

Chen Chuan called everyone together. Because of the need for confidentiality before, it was not good to directly say what to do this time, but at this time, he began to explain the main task.

After listening, Wu Han widened his eyes and said, "So this time we are not going to wipe out some armed smuggling gang, but to deal with the Secret Church and the Resistance?"

Chen Chuan nodded.

Wu Han chuckled and said, "Exciting!"

Chen Chuan looked at everyone and said, "I will be responsible for dealing with the Secret Church members and disrupting the ritual. What you need to be responsible for is dealing with the members of the Resistance. The specific situation will be notified to us by someone at that time, but we also need to scout in advance ourselves."

At this time, he moved his gaze and found Ren Xiaotian, who was standing a little apart from everyone, "Senior Brother Ren, I'll trouble you with this part."

Although it was a bit late, Ren Xiaotian still wore sunglasses on his face. He said calmly, "Okay."

Chen Chuan then explained some specific matters and came to the car he was in, dragged down a heavy box, and opened it. Inside were shirts with secret ritual patterns, all prepared in advance by the Secret Church Review Bureau.

He said, "These clothes are in case of an emergency. If you accidentally enter the area of a Secret Church ritual, they can protect your sanity for a certain period of time. At that time, you only need to find a way to withdraw far enough away."

He looked at Wei Chang'an again, "Brother Wei, you can take out the things."

Wei Chang'an said with a smile, "I was wondering why you asked me to bring so much stuff. So it's for this. Junior, this is a big operation. You're showing Wei-ge some serious loyalty this time."

He called out, then led several people to his vehicle, unloading boxes one by one. Opening them revealed various types of firearms, along with grenades, smoke bombs, crossbows, protective vests, stab-proof clothing, helmets, goggles, and a range of other weapons and protective gear.

Chen Chuan said, "There's a set of protective gear for each person. The sizes are prepared according to each individual's body type. The names are labeled on them, so just take what's yours. We have full authority over everything."

Wu Han's eyes lit up with excitement: "This is all good stuff!"

He and Wei Dong always liked to be at the front lines, but in reality, only those who charged knew the truth. They could never really go all out. But with this protective gear, it's a different story.

Meanwhile, Bao Yuan and his group had secretly returned from Shangbu City to their wilderness stronghold outside Yangzhi City. He was currently distributing drugs.

These drugs all came from the chaotic zone. Any second-level combatant who takes them can briefly possess the ability to match a third-level combatant.

However, without a special physique, the effect only lasts for a few seconds to tens of seconds. Afterward, they will be extremely weak, even to the point of death. But this is a necessary preparation; otherwise, a third-level combatant wearing protective gear could wipe them all out.

After distributing the drugs, he instructed, "After we destroy the railway this time, we need to hijack those foreign company representatives and everyone on the train to prevent their meeting from proceeding smoothly."

The people below were somewhat disappointed.

"Captain, just hijacking?"

"Yeah, can't we just shoot them all? That would be so much more satisfying!"

Bao Yuan said, "These people are more useful alive than dead. If we kill them all at once, the officials in the Political Affairs Hall will only feign outrage, then secretly rejoice and curse us as idiots, and then recklessly hunt us down. Only with these people alive can we make them have scruples and make our voices heard."

He seemed to think of something, turned his head, and asked in a certain direction, "Lao Fan, is everything ready on your end?"

Someone immediately responded, "Boss, it's all ready. As soon as you start your speech, people in the center of Yangzhi City and the surrounding cities should be able to hear you. If we're lucky, the relay stations secretly set up by our organization will receive the transmitted radio waves, and maybe half of Da Shun, no, the entire Da Shun might be able to hear your voice."

"That's good, that's how it should be!"

Bao Yuan became incredibly excited. This feeling made him tremble all over. He remembered the last time he felt this way was fourteen years ago when he watched the Molan Corporation being blown up from the inside in the central city.

He thought for a moment, then asked, "Lao Fan, how's Lao Tian doing? Any news from him?"

"Captain, Lao Tian has been busy these days. Those greyhounds are all protecting the city center, and it's hard for him to find an opportunity to plant explosives."

Bao Yuan said, "Alright, let him act according to the plan. Don't expose himself. Also, send a telegram to the Painter and ask him how things are going."

He knew that the key here was still the Painter, because due to disagreements, the organization didn't give him much support. Most of his weapons were accumulated and collected by himself, and his subordinates were also recruited by himself.

In the past ten years, he built the team in front of him and opened up the current situation alone, with almost no help. Now he is preparing to bet big with these capitals.

Even if those company representatives are traveling by train, they are accompanied by qualified security forces, and even the representatives themselves may be equipped with certain combat implants. Their small number of people is not enough.

But he also has his reliance, that is, the secret religious ceremony that the Painter has prepared for a long time. They can help weaken these people's power, disintegrate their minds, and make them fall into self-lostness.

This time he didn't wait too long. Within a few minutes, the telegraph operator heard a reply. He handed over the translated telegram and said, "Captain, the Painter is replying..."

Bao Yuan quickly stepped forward and snatched it. There were eight translated words on it:

"The painting has been delivered; it will be unrolled tomorrow."

"Good!"

He clenched the telegram in his hand and looked at the night sky, which was faintly twinkling with stars. "Tomorrow!"

On the other side, here at Chen Chuan's place, Lin Xiaodi was sitting in front of the radio in the car wearing headphones. At this moment, her expression changed, and she quickly recorded the radio waves she heard and translated them using the codebook.

She listened to it repeatedly several times to make sure there were no mistakes or omissions, took off her headphones, got out of the car, ran to Chen Chuan, and handed it over, saying, "Brother Chen, the telegram has arrived."

Chen Chuan took it, glanced at it, then looked up at everyone, "Everyone, please prepare tonight. We will set off tomorrow morning, heading towards..." He looked southeast, "Xie Mountain!"

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