Mind Voice Leaked, Entering an Imaginary Dynasty with a System

As the most outstanding anti-drug police officer in China in her previous life, Qin Qianluo tragically died at the age of twenty-five during an undercover mission. She accidentally activated a dorm...

Chapter 85 The Palace is breached, and Emperor Xuanyuan dies (Part 1)

Its bright little eyes quickly scanned every detail on the map, carefully searching for possible paths. After a moment, it seemed to have discovered some treasure.

He exclaimed excitedly, "Luo Bao, look here! We can enter through that small door on the other side of the palace. We can fight our way in along this route. Then we can open the palace gates from the inside!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Qianluo's previously dim eyes instantly brightened, and she quickly asked 001 to enlarge the floor plan so that she could view it more clearly.

Her mind raced, carefully considering the feasibility of the plan. She secretly thought about what it would be like if she carried a powerful machine gun.

With the addition of well-trained bodyguards and the suppression of firearms, a surprise attack through the small door could easily create a breakthrough and allow them to take control of the situation.

Thinking of this, Qin Qianluo was overjoyed. She excitedly stretched out her arms and happily hugged 001, praising her repeatedly, "001, you are truly incredibly smart!"

This method is absolutely brilliant. It not only minimizes damage to the palace but also reduces the risk of exposure.

001 was affectionately embraced by Qin Qianluo, and its small head instantly stood up proudly, the feathers on its neck fluttering slightly with pride.

Immediately afterwards, a clear and melodious phoenix cry, like the sound of a morning bell, burst forth from its exquisite beak.

The chirping sound was like a lively musical note, leaping, swirling and echoing freely in this space, just like celestial music from the highest heavens, ethereal and clear, touching the heartstrings.

After careful consideration and meticulous planning, Qin Qian went to the two-story villa where firearms were stored.

Her quick, sharp eyes, like a precise compass, darted swiftly through the dazzling array of weapons, carefully discerning their differences.

Finally, that burning gaze, like an eagle locking onto its prey, landed steadily on the QJB201 light machine gun that she loved most.

This gun is like a peerless master hidden in the mortal world, seemingly low-key and reserved, but in fact, it is sharp and sharp, exuding a unique charm that is hard to resist.

Its weight is as light as a feather, weighing only about 4.4 kilograms, like a soft swan feather. It will not be a burden to carry, nor will it hinder movement.

Its shooting accuracy is unparalleled, just like a master archer who can hit the bullseye from a hundred paces away, whether in close-quarters combat amidst the flames of war and the smoke of battle.

Whether in a wide-open, long-range battlefield, or in a medium- to long-range strike, it can deliver bullets with astonishing accuracy, like shooting stars rushing towards the moon, to the vital points of the target.

Its reliability is rock solid, and the recoil is minimal, making it feel like dancing hand in hand with a gentle and obedient partner when Qin Qianluo is controlling it, which is easy and pleasant.

Furthermore, its belt-fed ammunition system is like a tireless steel dragon, capable of carrying up to 150 rounds of ammunition.

The supply of ammunition was like a surging river, wave after wave, giving it a terrifying and powerful deterrent effect and a continuous and fierce killing force on the battlefield.

For Qin Qianluo at this moment, this light machine gun was like a rare artifact tailor-made for her. She knew every detail of its construction and every performance indicator like the back of her hand.

It is naturally easy and smooth to operate. Most ingeniously, it also has the unique function of installing a muffler.

Qin Qianlu bent down slightly, stretched out her fair and slender hand and gently picked up the light machine gun. She took a soft cloth from the weapon rack next to her and carefully wiped the gun body.

After wiping it clean, she steadily slung the light machine gun over her back, took some ammunition, spoke to 001, and then slipped out of the space.

Qin Qianlu frowned slightly, secretly considering her plan for tonight's operation. Her primary task was to quietly and properly collect the containers used for destroying opium.

Only in this way can we attack the palace without any distractions or worries. There will probably still be opium in the palace, so we need to keep a few containers for backup.

Thinking this way, Qin Qianluo first went to General An Yuan's tent to discuss her plan with him. She would personally lead her elite guards to enter the palace through a small gate and open a breakthrough in one fell swoop.

After all, the army is currently in a tense period of marching and fighting, and all actions must follow the strict command and dispatch and rigorous reporting system of the army. No one should act recklessly.

With a printed floor plan of the palace in her hands, Qin Qianluo hurried towards General Anyuan's tent like a gust of wind.

Upon entering the tent, she first bowed slightly in greeting, and then slowly recounted her meticulously conceived plan to General An Yuan in detail.

When discussing the source of that crucial floor plan, Qin Qianluo remained calm and composed, once again bringing up the itinerant merchant as she always had.

Upon hearing the all-too-familiar term "traveling merchant," General An Yuan's lips twitched slightly involuntarily, his expression showing a hint of helplessness.

Princess Qingyun is too lazy to think of new candidates, so she brought up the traveling merchant again. Isn't she afraid that she will doubt the traveling merchant's background or ask to meet him?

However, he quickly suppressed the urge to complain. His gaze slowly moved down to the exquisitely drawn, meticulously detailed plan.

The admiration and affection I felt for Princess Qin Qianluo, the elegant princess, grew even more abundantly, like the blooming flowers in spring.

Thinking of what Princess Qingyun had just said, and after carefully examining the map, General Anyuan frowned, his face showing worry, as if he intended to accompany her.

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