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Tang Bei used his dagger to cut off all the lines on the table, then drew three symbols on the ground with his foot: "Send the corresponding signal when you encounter danger. The triangle means stand by, the circle means evacuate immediately, and the cross means act according to the backup plan."

Finally, Tang Bei placed a master key he had swiped from a US military officer on the table: "This can open the main gate of the POW camp. But don't use it unless absolutely necessary, to avoid revealing that we have inside information."

The three brothers simultaneously pressed their hands on the keys, and a clap of thunder outside the window illuminated the burning fighting spirit in their eyes—this meticulously planned battle to break the deadlock was about to begin.

As night fell, a gray sky hung over Base 9. The area was muddy after the rain, but this couldn't dampen the group's spirits.

The three Tang brothers were temporarily staying in a corner of an abandoned house. Although they looked tired, they were also excited. The planning they had done overnight filled them with confidence for the upcoming rescue operation.

Tang Bei repeatedly stroked the bamboo tube in his hand, which contained the detailed battle map they would later create; Tang Nan carefully placed the explosive pack, looking at it as if it were a priceless treasure; Tang Dong carefully stuffed the Molotov cocktail into his backpack, his eyes resolute.

They've decided to take action tonight after it gets completely dark.

Suddenly, a sharp bugle call shattered the silence of the base. The three brothers jumped, warily peering out the window.

Dust billowed within the base as a 2,000-strong US military force was hastily assembling, soldiers armed to the teeth and looking hurried. What made their hearts leap even deeper was the sight of a squad escorting an elderly man, who, despite being bound hand and foot, stood tall and proud, his eyes showing no fear.

"Damn it! They're going to move the old man away!" Tang Bei's face instantly turned gloomy, and his voice, unlike his usual clear and gentle tone, was filled with murderous intent upon closer listening.

Tang Nan, having clearly seen the situation outside, punched himself in the leg and gritted his teeth, saying, "Damn it!"

Tang Dong stood quietly by the window, watching the American soldiers' actions outside. "Brother, why do you think they took the old man away? They didn't take anyone else from the prisoner-of-war camp!"

The three Tang brothers hid in the shadows of the abandoned house, their eyes fixed on the movements of the American troops in the distance. Watching the small squad of soldiers escort the old man away, Tang Bei's fingernails dug deeply into his palms, leaving four bloody marks.

"As we expected, the old gentleman's identity is definitely not simple. The fact that the US military went to such lengths to transfer him means they must be trying to use him to gain greater benefits from China."

Tang Nan clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. "Then we can't just watch the old man be taken away by the Americans. Brother, let's go rescue him." He looked at the muddy ground, thinking of his compatriots trapped in the POW camps, his heart filled with guilt. "But those brothers in the POW camps will have to endure a few more days..."

Tang Dong gritted his teeth: "Big brother, second brother is right. We can't let the old man be taken away like this! Even if they outnumber us, we have to try!" His eyes were hazy, making it impossible to see what he was thinking. "Base 9 is right here, there's no way he can escape. But once the old man is out of our sight, it will be really difficult to find him again."

Tang Bei pondered for a moment, then nodded heavily: "Dongzi is right. Then we'll follow them secretly and find an opportunity to rescue them. However, the journey will definitely be extremely dangerous, so everyone must be careful."

The three brothers quickly packed their weapons and tools and quietly left the abandoned house. Using the paths they had learned in the base over the past few days, they bypassed the main patrol routes of the US army and chased after the US troops in the direction they had left.

The sky was overcast, and a downpour seemed imminent. The road was muddy and difficult to traverse, but the three brothers did not hesitate. Crouching low, they used the roadside bushes and embankments for cover, and kept pace with the American troops at a distance.

To avoid being detected, they maintained a distance from the main force. Tang Bei frequently observed the surrounding terrain, searching for a safer tracking route; Tang Nan remained vigilant, watching their surroundings to prevent any American soldiers from falling behind or turning back.

Tang Dong's hearing was more acute than his two older brothers', and he kept a close eye on the sounds coming from the ranks. It should be said that, having been on the battlefield for so long, they had picked up some of the Vietnamese language and American English.

Especially American English; their sister had reminded them before that they should study it more in their spare time, as they would need it later. They never expected that "later" would be so short.

Suddenly, the American troops ahead stopped. The three brothers tensed up and immediately lay down on the ground under the cover of the thorn bushes, holding their breath.

Several American soldiers turned around and began searching the roadside bushes, their guns drawn and ready to fire at any moment. Tang Bei had a bad feeling; had they been discovered?

He gently patted Tang Nan and Tang Dong, signaling them not to act rashly and to be prepared at any time. If discovered, they would definitely not sit idly by and wait for their fate.

The three men lay prone, too afraid to move. Rain began to fall, pelting their bodies with a chilling cold. The American soldiers searched for a while, found nothing amiss, and then rejoined their ranks, the column continuing its advance.

The three brothers breathed a sigh of relief and waited until the American soldiers were far away before standing up and cautiously following them.

As time passed and they continued their journey through the rain, their strength gradually waned, but their resolve to rescue the old man grew stronger. Along the way, they often wondered what their sister would do if she were in that situation.

Unfortunately, they never had the chance to go on missions with their younger sister. Outside, she was always mysterious, arrogant, and unpredictable. But at home, she was always well-behaved, sensible, and obedient.

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