"Boss, why are you always like this?" Zhao Shuai's face immediately turned regretful. He slapped himself across the face, his eyes stinging as he stared at the wall behind him.
Two choices: stay or leave?
In fact, Hongyang Processing Plant was already surrounded three times, inside and out, and there was no way it could escape. Several other factories next to it were also under control.
After seeing the familiar communication signals, Zhao Shuai smiled through his sore eyes. He didn't forget to send a signal back to the other party, and after completing the handover, he easily leaped over the wall.
............
At that very moment, on the roof of the tallest factory building in the industrial park, stood three figures, the one in the middle holding binoculars and looking in the direction of the Hongyang Processing Plant.
"Young master, let's go, or their scouts will find us."
The man continued to look in the opposite direction, and after a while said, "Let's see this through to the end and deliver the final message to Commander Gao."
One of his subordinates immediately responded, "Yes, young master!" and then turned and left.
The subordinate who had gone to comfort him earlier couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, we lost many people trying to get that one person into Hongyang Factory. Are we just going to hand him over to the JF Army like that?"
It was harder than climbing to heaven for Hongyang Factory to send its own people in. More than 95 percent of the people who could stay in the factory were Japanese. As for the mere 5 percent, they were Chinese who did the most menial and backbreaking work. These Chinese had some kind of relationship with the Japanese, which had existed since the War of Resistance against Japan.
Just like the foreigners from Country R who raised domestic children in Country Z, given their level of loyalty, it's impossible to get them to talk.
Otherwise, it would have been impossible to lose so many people at that time.
The man put down his binoculars, a cold smile playing on his lips, and said, word by word, "Give it to the JF Army? Wrong. This great gift of mine is not for the JF Army, but for that Commander Gao."
Forehead....?
"Commander Gao? Young Master, do you know that Commander Gao?"
Upon hearing this, the man's cold smile vanished instantly, and his eyes turned deep and dark: "So what if we don't know each other? That won't hinder our future cooperation! Consider this a small gift."
Erge couldn't figure out what connection his young master had with that Commander Gao. After all, he was one of the earliest people to follow his young master. At that time, his young master was only fifteen or sixteen years old, while he was only thirteen.
Oh....
How could Erge possibly know what his young master had gone through before he met him?
The entire family was almost wiped out, and their young master was sent out by servants at the cost of their lives. For the next twenty years, he hid in the shadows, not daring to show his true face to anyone.
Few people know the inside story anymore; aside from the few mentioned above, there are only a handful.
But in those twenty years, more than seven thousand days and nights, this young master, who was desperately protected by his entire family, never forgot the family hatred for a single moment.
This time, the reason Ando was able to obtain so much information about the Hongyang Processing Plant was because this young master anonymously provided the data.
Twenty years of accumulation, twenty years of preparation, now, the time has come!
Although Erge was puzzled, he knew that if the young master hadn't said something, it meant he didn't want to, so he naturally refrained from asking.
"Young Master, we really should go now. This place will probably be under martial law soon, and it will definitely be troublesome to leave then."
The man gave a faint reply, "Mm." Then the two figures disappeared from the rooftop.
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