Wei Shu

Chapter 132 San'in
Wei Shu said "It's okay", and immediately took off her veiled hat, revealing a smudged face.

The silt-dissolving ointment of the villa is very effective, just look at Wu Guo's glance, Wei Shu can know that this person probably doesn't like to look at her black face, just like she looks at him.

So, the two who hated each other turned their eyes away, Wei Shu looked up at the sky, and said softly, "I don't know how you want to go back?"

If others were here, they would definitely think that she was whispering to the sky.

With his back turned to her, Wu Guona stretched out his arm and pointed to the east corner of the yard: "There is a secret passage over there, and the exit is connected to the sewer of the West Garden of Shuaifu."

Wei Shu had already made a good guess, and when she heard that the secret passage led to the West Garden, she also thought about the reason why Wu Guo could enter and exit freely.

There is only a wall between the west garden and the small study, even if Wu Guo is found in the garden, he can use the excuse that he can't sleep in the middle of the night and come out for a break.

Literati all have this kind of problem, presumably those guards will not make it difficult for him, after all Mangtai is quite respectful to this Master Song.

And he said this bluntly, and he also meant to stop here, probably because he didn't want to take Wei Shu into that secret passage.

"Again, please find a place to throw these miscellaneous things, miss. It's more concealed, but it can be found by others." Wu Guo said as he handed over the remaining flintlock guns in the bag.

Wei Shu didn't mind helping him with this little favor. After taking the bag, she suddenly stretched out a finger towards the sky: "I have one last question here, and I hope you can enlighten me."

Wu Guo glanced aside indifferently, paused for a moment on the white onion finger, then moved away quickly, brushed off his sleeves and said: "If you want to ask about my plan, I'm sorry, I have no comment."

Wei Shu gave a "tsk" in her heart, but she also understood that people blocked the conversation first, but she was honest, so she said, "I don't know how to explore your plans. I just want to know one thing."

She paused, and asked word by word: "Is Uncle Zhou still alive?"

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Only a ray of whiteness appeared in the eastern sky, and fog began to form in the mountains.

The fresh green trees and grass were covered by the thick fog, and they looked vaguely and spooky.A large area of ​​land in the shade of the mountain is still covered with residual snow from the previous winter, and the soil has been softened by the rain a few days ago. The ground is covered with rotten leaves, withered grass roots and withered vines, making it slippery and difficult to walk on.

The wind was strong, but it could not blow away the mist. On the contrary, it drove the dense fog to surge in the mountains. The whole world seemed to be covered with a thick layer of white gauze, and it was difficult to distinguish the way ahead five steps away.

But in fact, where can there be a road in this deep mountain and old forest?

The rugged mountain is muddy, and sometimes there will be a cliff, and the rock cracks as deep as several feet are covered with a lot of weeds and leaves, and you will fall if you are not careful.

Suddenly, the dense fog rolled up, and a figure burst out of it, and immediately around the figure, groups of milky air rolled up, like a vortex emerging under the torrent.

Soon, another figure appeared behind the previous figure, followed by the third, fourth, fifth...

A team of about 20 people climbed hard in the depths of the dense fog.Their clothes are tattered and their faces are tired, but there is a kind of calmness they are accustomed to. Behind each of them is a bag half the height of a person. It looked like a weapon, but also a bamboo stick.

The morning light was twilight, and the temperature in the mountains before and after dawn was still very low, but this team seemed not afraid of the cold. Even though their breathing was heavy and their steps were slow, they still moved forward step by step steadily.

Seen from a distance, the formation of this team is well maintained, and they can always march in single file in the depths of this inaccessible mountain. If you look carefully, you can find that each of them has two finger-thick bands wrapped around their waists. Hemp rope is used, and the distance between people is kept at about three steps.

Come to think of it, this hemp rope was the reliance they had always been able to march as a whole team, and the middle-aged man with Sinan on his waist and a firm face walking in the front was obviously the leader of the team.

After climbing silently for about half an hour, the breathing sound from the team became heavier and heavier.At this time, the sky finally brightened, and the rising sun cast bright golden light on the top of the mountain. The fog became thinner, and the vegetation and trees halfway up the mountain could be seen clearly.

The terrain here is flatter than in the front, and the sound of the stream flowing can still be heard vaguely. The middle-aged man looked around, then raised the bird flute hanging around his neck and blew twice.

"Dili", as soon as the sound of the flute stopped, the whole team also stopped. The uniform movement carried a strong military atmosphere. The leader put down the bird flute and said in a deep voice: "Rest where you are, and leave in a moment." .”

The whole group sat down on the same spot. It wasn't until that moment that they finally looked a bit loose. Some took out dry food from their backpacks to eat, some took out their weapons and wiped them silently, and some untie their bags or tidy them up. Clothes, and a team of two went to the stream to fetch water.

Although everyone went their own way, there was no chaos at all, as if there were rules to follow for everything they did, and it was very orderly.

"Old Zhou, come here." The leader held up the water bag and took a few sips of water, then turned and called back.

His voice was not high-pitched, it was mixed with the chirping of birds all over the mountains and plains, and it was not abrupt.

"Yes, Captain." A tall and strong man in the crowd responded, reached out and groped around his waist for a moment, unfastened the buckle of the hemp rope, got up and walked over with big strides.

"Come and sit." The leader smiled and patted a stone next to him, motioning for someone to sit down, and said: "Just call me Zhao Ping, and call me the boss is too natural. You see, I didn't call you." Deputy Zhou."

The tall and strong man stroked the short hair stubble that had just grown on his forehead, and said straightforwardly: "Then Cheng, Lao Zhao, what can you do with me?"

Looking at Zhou Shang's hulking figure, Zhao Ping didn't have time to say anything, but stretched out his hand and punched him on the shoulder, and sighed: "Why didn't I ask you to come here at the beginning, you are born to be special!" .”

The so-called Special Team, the full name is "Special Operations Team", which is a direct trilogy under the command of the Changfeng Battalion Headquarters. There are only a hundred people in the whole team, and every 20 people form a team. Zhao Ping is one of them. The team behind him is his subordinate.

In the Changfeng camp, the status of the special operations team is very detached, and the salary is the highest.They specialize in the execution of tough missions, and all their members must pass extremely rigorous assessments. In addition to basic skills such as fighting and lurking, they must also be proficient in such things as field survival, terrain exploration, climbing diving, follow-up investigation, and stealth. Assassination, intelligence analysis and other skills, everyone is a master of ten.

However, in the past few years, there has been a serious shortage in the Changfeng Battalion, and the number of spy members has been insufficient, so Te Wu is not as good as before.

　555 still only has one update, crawling away humbly......

　　
　
(End of this chapter)