Before Chang Yin could finish speaking, three American soldiers walked towards their corner. "Hey, the sergeant has some new data coming over and wants you to organize it."

After speaking, he looked at the three men, feeling quite dissatisfied. These Asians were really restless; even after joining their American army, they were still constantly thinking about sticking together for warmth.

Often hidden...

Tang Shengkai...

Fei Shuwen...

Chang Yin had originally planned to have Lao Fei take the deployment map out and deliver it to Zhang Yiming. However, Zhang Yiming was too short and too thin to meet the US military's recruitment standards, so he was left outside to be ready to support them at any time.

Fei Shuwen shrugged dejectedly. He hadn't expected that his excellent document summarization and organization skills would catch the eye of the superiors here, but now he couldn't help them with their operation.

Chang Yin gave Lao Fei a look, "It's okay, you go and organize the files, or Lao Tang and I can go together. Lao Tang will keep watch outside for me, and I'll copy the information myself."

In the US military camp at night, darkness was like a huge curtain, pressing heavily on every inch of the land. Just after ten o'clock, Chang Yin and Tang Shengkai took advantage of a brief break during the shift change and slipped into the central control center like ghosts.

Chang Yin went straight to the computer and, relying on his memory of computer operations and accurate judgment, quickly found the deployment map data.

He copied the text down with lightning speed, the pen flying across the paper with a rustling sound. Tang Shengkai stood guard at the door, his back against the wall, his eyes fixed on the corridor, his ears straining to catch every subtle sound, his body taut like a fully drawn bow.

Less than two minutes later, a series of steady, powerful footsteps broke the silence of the control center. Tang Shengkai's heart tightened, his eyes instantly sharpening as he turned to look at Chang Yin, only to find him completely unaffected.

Only two minutes had passed. The information was so important; he definitely couldn't finish copying it in two minutes. In that case, there was only one option... He gently pushed open the door, slipped out to the side, and left the door slightly ajar.

At the end of the corridor, a tall, blond, blue-eyed man strode towards them. His eyes were sharp, and the moment he saw Tang Shengkai, he paused, a flicker of wariness and suspicion crossing his face. His hand unconsciously went to his waist, where a deadly blade was concealed. The man continued walking, as if Tang Shengkai didn't exist.

Tang Shengkai slightly hunched over, assuming a defensive stance, feet apart, knees slightly bent, hands clenched into fists in front of his chest. The man's lips curled into a cold smile. Without hesitation, he suddenly unleashed a powerful straight punch, like a cannonball, aimed directly at Tang Shengkai's face. The punch whistled through the air, creating a whooshing sound.