Chapter 369: It's all about jumping
Due to inconvenient transportation, it takes one or two days to travel from Shanghai to Beijing by train.
Driving is even more unrealistic. The two are more than a thousand kilometers apart. Considering the road conditions in this era, it would take a whole day to get there without sleeping.
The fastest means of transportation is an airplane, so Lei Zhen has to go to the airport.
"Xiao Huarui, please check the earliest flight from the Magic City to the Imperial Capital. I need the exact time."
"Do you know what time it is? Three in the morning!"
"You answered the phone the second it rang. Did you just get out of a date with a guy?"
Lei Zhen has almost developed the habit of looking for Huang Rui when he has something to do. Little Hua Rui is at a very high level, and many things are easy to do in her hands.
"Lei Zhen, I'll be angry if you talk like that!"
"I'm just kidding. I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and just happened to think of you, so I called."
Huang Rui on the phone didn't speak for a long time, as if she was trying to calm down, perhaps because what Lei Zhen said was what she wanted to say.
"The earliest flight is at 5:30 AM, and the landing time is 7 AM. Okay, I'm done talking to you. I'm going to sleep."
"Wait—" Lei Zhen said quickly, "No need to go to the airport, just wait for me in the Magic City. I'll be there today."
"Who's going to the airport? I need to sleep now. Do you hate it?"
"Hey, see you at noon!"
Maybe Brother Zhen can't see through the little girl's mind, but he has a pretty clear grasp of the psychology of mature women.
He knows when to relax and when to tighten, and he also knows when to ask for a room without being rejected.
Huang Rui's last words were simply coquettish. She didn't sleep so late because she was thinking about herself!
What woman can resist a hero who protects her?
Women are always passionate and always long for their own heroes, so they can't refuse at all.
"Prince Qin, buy two tickets to the Magic City," Lei Zhen ordered, "and get a bus."
"Yes, Master!"
The King of Qin could probably guess what his master wanted to do, and his mind probably started jumping around like crazy again, just like when he was in Africa, jumping directly from Sudan Port to South Africa.
An hour later, the plane tickets arrived, along with a bus.
"King Qin, do you think Marquis Anyang will take the morning flight back to the imperial capital?" Lei Zhen asked.
"Haha, I guessed it!" The King of Qin laughed and said, "With such a big incident here, the Marquis of Anyang must come back, and it has to be you, Master. Your special warfare thinking is simply amazing."
"You've learned well." Lei Zhen nodded and said, "There are two types of special operations. The first is to formulate a detailed combat plan and proceed according to it. The second is to have no plan at all and follow unrestrained thinking."
"The former has zero tolerance for error and requires coordination from multiple parties. Once a mistake occurs, it is difficult to recover. The latter has a high tolerance for error and does not require any backup. Tactical objectives are formulated entirely according to the environment and situation."
"Multiple-party coordination is a team action, while no plan is an individual action. The former fosters mission success, while the latter creates the king of the individual soldier."
"I prefer the latter."
A completely jumping thinking mode, suddenly thinking of a point and immediately taking action, this is the combat style that Lei Zhen is best at.
You never know when he will jump, and even if you know where he will jump, you can't figure out where he will land.
In fact, this pattern appeared thousands of years ago - champion Hou Huo Qubing played with this style.
Hundreds of cavalrymen rushed directly into the depths of the desert, and with the strongest mobility of that era, they performed special operations to perfection.
You don't know where he is, and even he himself doesn't know where the next target of attack is.
He was riding a horse and strolling in the desert when he suddenly heard the location of the Xiongnu royal court. He immediately became excited and rushed over with hundreds of cavalry.
After killing, looting and burning, they just walk away. It's like a blitzkrieg.
So the question is, who is more powerful, Guan Junhou, who is known as the God of War, or Han Xin, the God of War?
There is no way to compare them because their ways of fighting are completely different. Comparing special forces with group army operations is nonsense in itself.
"Your combat model is still too conservative, and your thinking isn't innovative enough." Lei Zhen lit a cigarette and said to King Qin, "Only when all members of Long Yan become masters of individual combat can we reach the pinnacle of global special operations. Together, they are wolves on the grassland; apart, they are tigers in the wild. Therefore, our philosophy needs to change further."
While explaining tactical ideas to the King of Qin, he waited patiently.
He was 100% sure that Marquis Anyang would come and would return on an early flight. All this was hidden in the details.
Not only details, but also empathy.
If Lei Zhen had known that Xiao Fenghuang's face was ruined, he would have given up jumping to EO headquarters and instead returned home as quickly as possible.
Even though Marquis Anyang doesn't care about women, he has to return his home no matter what since it was robbed.
The flight landed at seven in the morning.
At 7:20, a black extended Cadillac drove up to the exit platform and stopped there steadily.
The car door opened and several bodyguards in black suits got out and stood vigilantly at the four corners of the car.
After a while, a group of people walked out.
In front were two bodyguards carrying boxes, followed by two bodyguards and two female assistants.
In the middle is a man wearing a black windbreaker and black sunglasses, who looks to be in his 30s.
He walked very fast and was explaining something to his assistant from time to time, giving people a feeling of being very energetic.
"Marquis Anyang." said the King of Qin.
Lei Zhen nodded, flicked the cigarette butt out of the window, and started the bus.
In front, Marquis Anyang walked to the door of the Cadillac and was about to get in when he turned around and told his assistant something.
Only after giving the instructions did I go in.
The accompanying bodyguards and assistants stood in a row and watched the Cadillac leave.
Seeing the other party's extended Cadillac driving forward, Lei Zhen also drove the bus forward.
There is a turning ahead.
The Cadillac is long and turns slowly.
It was at this moment——
Lei Zhen quickly changed gears, stepped on the accelerator, and crashed straight into the huge bus.
"Bang!"
A huge crash was heard.
The Cadillac was slammed hard against the concrete guardrail and broke apart instantly, with half of the car body lying outside and a drop of more than ten meters below.
But this car turned out to be a bulletproof car. After suffering such a strong impact, the body of the car was almost intact, and even the glass was intact.
The face of Marquis Anyang and his extremely sharp eyes appeared in the rear car window.
Lei Zhen smiled, raised his hand to his forehead, made a flying gesture to the other party, and then stepped on the accelerator.
"squeak--"
Under the squeeze, the Cadillac lost its balance.
"Bang!"
There was a dull thud as the Cadillac's glass shattered and its body deformed, even though it was a bulletproof car.
The bodyguards behind chased after him, but the bus had already left quickly and disappeared from sight after a few turns.
Half an hour later, Lei Zhen and King Qin checked their tickets and boarded the plane.
"Master, I'm afraid Marquis Anyang won't die."
"I'm sure he won't die. That's a bulletproof car. It's very expensive."
Lei Zhen stared at the flight attendant fiercely: This is what a flight attendant is, we have to appreciate her, because in the future, all the people in China Eastern Airlines will be flight attendants!
The flight attendants in the 1990s were indeed tempting, but the most tempting thing was Anyang Hou’s investment in Shanghai.
He jumped from Hui'an to the imperial capital, seriously injured Marquis Anyang, and then jumped to the Demon City to reap as much as he wanted.
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