Chapter 1 Approximately Seven or Eight Minutes Later

Approximately seven or eight minutes later, Yuan Biao led his troops and quickly arrived near Sanhe Street and Tian Di Street. Following the tasks assigned by Lu Zhen, they swiftly cleared the area, thoroughly searching high points, sewers, and various hidden spots in the buildings.

After confirming that all areas were clear, Yuan Biao reported to his superiors.

During the previous assassination attempt on Tan Hengqiang, Yuan Biao's combat team of over a hundred people suffered nearly seventy percent casualties due to an ambush, with only thirty or so returning. To complete the mission, they had to transfer some people from outside to replenish their ranks.

This time, Yuan Biao brought a total of sixty-plus men, plus the twenty-plus brought by Yu Mingyuan, totaling about eighty people.

At this time, the entire street was empty. Besides them, there was no one in sight. Yuan Biao ordered his troops to stand along both sides of the street, while he and Yu Mingyuan hid in an alley, observing the surroundings.

Just then, Qiu Ge looked at the street and couldn't help but guess, "The public channel is locked, and we're communicating point-to-point. Now they're clearing the streets… I reckon some big shot is passing through here, a hundred percent."

Hearing this, one of Yuan Biao's men paused and muttered, "Fucking hell… could it be the Foreign Minister is passing through here?"

The companion next to him quickly added, "It's possible. Our Captain Yuan is Lu Zhen's man, deeply trusted. It's possible they really are passing through here."

They whispered to each other, but Yuan Biao waved his hand and said, "Don't talk."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone fell silent and continued to wait.

After about five minutes, Lu Zhen's voice sounded again in the communicator, "Special Operations Team One, listen up! A convoy will be passing through your area shortly. Protect their safety. Remember to be discreet. Be vigilant of your surroundings, and stay sharp!"

Yuan Biao nodded and replied, "Roger!"

After the communication ended, everyone couldn't help but perk up. One of them couldn't help but lick his lips and said, "Damn, they really are coming!"

After about two more minutes, a convoy appeared from the street in the distance, about seven or eight vehicles, kicking up dust as they sped down the street.

And the one in the middle was the armored car that the First District Foreign Minister had ridden in before.

Seeing this scene, Yu Mingyuan, squatting in the alley, immediately hunched over, his eyes turning red.

Beside him, Qiu Ge deftly jumped into the dilapidated room on the left, waving to the people inside and shouting, "They're here, RPG!"

"Swish!"

Four soldiers squatting on the ground, carrying RPGs, leaned over. To maintain concealment, they deliberately kept a certain distance from the windows, hiding their entire bodies in the shadows.

In this way, they could see the bright street scene through the windows, while the people outside could not see them.

"Snap!"

They opened the RPG's sights, anxiously waiting for the launch opportunity.

At this moment, Yuan Biao was squatting in the alley, his eyes fixed on the convoy, thinking about something.

Qiu Ge was also staring at the convoy, his hand raised high in the air, sweat hanging on his forehead, waiting for the convoy to enter the firing range.

On the other side, Yuan Biao subconsciously glanced back at Qiu Ge and the others, then looked back at the convoy. For some reason, he suddenly ran, his body as agile as a cheetah, quickly crossed the alley, pressed down with one hand, flipped over the window sill, jumped into the room, and shouted at Qiu Ge, "Don't move!"

Qiu Ge was stunned for a moment, pointing outside and asking, "That's the Foreign Minister's car, why don't we move?"

Yuan Biao waved his hand and said, "Trust me, don't move, let them pass."

Qiu Ge said with a frown, "Are you kidding me? What do you think we came here for?"

Yuan Biao pointed to the ground and said in a low voice, "The Foreign Minister may not be in the car."

Qiu Ge asked back, "What makes you say that?"

Yuan Biao replied, "Intuition!"

Qiu Ge looked at him speechlessly, a fire burning in his brain, and couldn't help but retort, "Are you kidding me? So many of us risked our lives to break in, and now you're telling me it's intuition?"

Yuan Biao's tone was very firm, "Believe my intuition, my intuition has saved me many times."

With the target right in front of him, Qiu Ge replied urgently, "Your damn intuition led to all your comrades being captured."

"That wasn't a problem with intuition, it was a problem with incorrect information!" Yuan Biao gritted his teeth, suppressed his anger and said, "First, I understand Lu Zhen; second, your opponent will never let you be so comfortable. This is all too natural! And have you noticed that there are no supporting troops around us? Since it's such an important task as escorting the Foreign Minister, it's impossible to arrange only this section of the road for us to defend."

Hearing this, Qiu Ge frowned even deeper.

Yuan Biao said again, "Trust my intuition!"

Qiu Ge looked at the convoy getting closer and closer on the street and said in a low voice, "If you're wrong, and the person sitting in that car is really the Foreign Minister, our mission will be a complete failure. Once he leaves The Dragon City and returns to the rear camp, which is full of First District soldiers, we will never have a chance to attack."

Yuan Biao pointed to himself and said, "Don't worry, I still have a way, trust me."

The two looked at each other, unwilling to give in, and the convoy was getting closer, and the sound of tires rubbing could already be heard in their ears.

Just then, Yu Mingyuan, who had been silent, finally spoke, "Listen to Yuan Biao."

Hearing this, Qiu Ge stopped talking and waved his hand behind him.

The four soldiers immediately retreated and put down the RPGs they were carrying.

"Vroom…"

Immediately afterward, the roar of car engines sounded outside, and the convoy quickly passed through here along the street.

Three seconds later, Yuan Biao picked up the communicator and said, "This is Special Operations Team One, the convoy has passed, and has left our area, please advise!"

…

At the same time, near Han Tang Street, inside a dilapidated building.

Lu Zhen stood in the corridor, gently tapping his thigh with his fingers, listening to Yuan Biao's report from the communicator, paused and said to him, "Stand by!"

"Yes!"

The communication was cut off, and Kong Zhenghui hurriedly asked, "How much has been ruled out?"

Lu Zhen thought for a while and said, "Eighty percent has been ruled out, and a few points haven't given me feedback yet."

Kong Zhenghui paused and said, "Don't worry, wait a little longer, the other party must be very patient."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Foreign Minister's secretary next to him said anxiously, "We can't wait any longer! The situation is more critical now. I just received news that the Old Mo's troops have also come out. The Dragon City rebels' offensive is also very fierce. We must leave now and can't let the Foreign Minister stay here to take risks."

Hearing this, Lu Zhen nodded slowly, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay, then evacuate according to the planned plan and notify the base."

After speaking, Lu Zhen and the Foreign Minister's secretary turned and left. Kong Zhenghui thought for a while and followed.

…

First Army Corps forward base, inside a dormitory building.

Five young men in combat uniforms were all standing in front of the window. They were Yuan Biao's subordinates, but they were not selected for this mission, so they stayed at the base, but they all put on combat uniforms for some reason.

One of the young men held a high-magnification military telescope and quickly scanned the surroundings.

Although the scale of the First Army Corps' base was not small, most of the troops' camps were built outside the city, and the headquarters was built in an occupied town.

Therefore, the surrounding buildings were somewhat complicated, but the view from the dormitory building was very good and was not affected in any way.

After a while, a row of military vehicles appeared in the young man's field of vision. He looked carefully at the numbers on the convoy and said, "It's the motorized regiment directly under the headquarters, the soldiers of the First Infantry Company."

The companion next to him frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "First Infantry Company? Then it's probably not them. It's unlikely that an infantry company would be sent on this kind of mission, it's too slow and there may not be enough time."

"Hmm…"

The young man held the telescope and continued to watch.

Soon, he suddenly noticed that near the headquarters building, a large group of soldiers wearing army special forces combat uniforms, about a hundred people, were running at a very fast pace towards the helicopter base next to them.

The young man's eyes lit up: "The army special forces have been dispatched, there's a high probability that they're the ones, let Lao Liu and the others go over and try."

"Okay!" The companion next to him immediately picked up the phone.

…

Near the First Army Corps base, in the military service agency's compound.

"Beep—beep—beep—"

A piercing alarm sounded continuously, and a military officer was constantly shouting in Chinese and English through a loudspeaker, "The war has escalated, please all family members of the military service agency immediately take our vehicles and leave this area! Repeat, the war has escalated, please…"

A large number of family members were packing their luggage, and under the cover of soldiers, they hurriedly left the rooms and ran towards the convoy.

In a room, Xiao Yan heard the shouting outside, remained unmoved, sat on the sofa, smoked a cigarette, and quietly looked at her phone.

…

Five minutes later, the helicopter base next to the First Army Corps headquarters.

About twenty young men wearing the special forces uniforms of Yuan Biao's team, carrying tactical bags and guns, ran towards the helicopter formation at a very fast pace.

Not far away, an officer of the army special forces saw them, immediately strode over and shouted, "Stop, what are you doing?"

In the team, a young man nicknamed Lao Liu saluted him, and then said loudly, "Report to the officer, we are members of Special Operations Team One of the Chinese Legion. We have received orders and are preparing to provide reinforcements! Are you going to The Dragon City? Can you take us with you?"

The other party was stunned for a moment, pointed to the military emblem on his chest, and said arrogantly, "Didn't you see our military emblem? How could you, a group of unofficial personnel, be able to act with us? Get out of here!"

Lao Liu glanced at him and cursed angrily, "Arrogant bastard!"

After speaking, he led his team and turned to leave the helicopter base.

…

Thirty seconds later, Sanhe Street intersection.

In a dilapidated house, Yuan Biao was holding the communicator, leaning against the wall in silence.

"Boss!"

At this moment, a subordinate ran over quickly and said in a very fast tone, "There's movement at the base, it's highly likely that the army special forces are coming in the planes of the Empty Formation One team."

Yuan Biao immediately turned his head and asked him, "Are you sure?"

The other party nodded: "Our people have confirmed it."

Yuan Biao was shocked, turned to look at Yu Mingyuan, and said with piercing eyes, "Let's not move yet, let your Team Two do this…"

…

At the same time, the military service agency.

"Ring-a-ling!"

The phone on the table rang, and Xiao Yan immediately swiped to answer the call: "Hello… um, um… okay, I got it…"

After chatting, she hung up the phone and quickly left the room.