RPAGF Chapter 153 Two Groups of People? One in Front and One in Back!
Chapter 153 Two Groups of People? One in Front and One in Back!
Zhang Fan was shocked after hearing this.
The thrill of mutual destruction?
He suddenly remembered the look in Feng Jing's eyes before he died, and a strong sense of unease welled up in his heart.
But we must not reveal the source of the intelligence!
After hesitating for a moment.
Zhang Fan immediately lifted the carriage curtain and gave an order to the sergeant outside:
"Wake everyone up immediately! Pack your things, let's go!"
The sergeant was taken aback:
"Immortal Master, it's getting late, and the mountain path is difficult to traverse. Why...?"
"This is a forested area; it's not safe at night!"
Zhang Fan interrupted him in an unquestionable tone, "We must reach the county town ahead first thing tomorrow morning before we can rest!"
No one dared to disobey the Immortal Master's orders!
The camp immediately sprang into action. Although the soldiers had some doubts, they still got up and started tidying up.
One of the soldiers walked toward the prison cart holding Han Zhen, Wei Sheng, and others, intending to wake these criminals.
"Hey! Get up, everyone! We're on our way!"
He reached out and pushed Han Zhen, who was closest to him, but found that the feel was wrong.
The man remained motionless, his body somewhat stiff.
The soldier was startled. He leaned closer to examine the firelight and his pupils suddenly contracted.
All the prisoners in the cart had their eyes open, but were no longer breathing.
On each person's neck was a thin, neat gash, the blood already congealed.
They were silently murdered at some unknown time.
"This...this is..."
"dead!!"
The soldier scrambled back, pointing at the corpse in the vehicle, and cried out in a terrified voice:
"There's an assassin!!"
The scream pierced the night sky, and the camp instantly descended into chaos.
……
In the darkness a hundred paces west of the camp.
A dozen or so figures dressed in black and wearing straw hats quickly gathered together.
They are the "Shadow Guards"!
The assassins trained by Feng Jing during his lifetime!
One of his men whispered a report to the leader of the "Shadows":
"Boss, the prisoners in the cart have been dealt with!"
"But Zhang Fan is heavily guarded, and there are also those two traitors providing close protection!"
"We couldn't find an opportunity to strike, so we had to wait until late at night to make our move."
Shadow nodded, his voice coming from beneath the straw hat's shadow.
"Good! This has created chaos!"
"As planned, retreat immediately and hide in the dense forest behind the stream to the west!"
"Wait for the right moment to carry out your master's final orders!"
"Here you go!"
Several dark figures then dispersed and stealthily headed west.
At the same time.
On the other side of the camp, another group of veiled men in black also heard the shout!
They were assassins sent by Wu Liang, the Prefect of Grain Supply!
The leader was named Lu Zhang.
Upon hearing the shout, Lu Zhang's expression changed.
"Fools! You haven't done anything yet!"
"Who exposed our location?!"
He muttered a curse to his subordinate.
"They must have spotted us! Retreat!"
"Retreat to the dense forest behind the stream to the west!"
"Damn it! The plan is ruined!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he led his men and immediately ran westward.
Two groups of assassins with the same goal, yet unaware of each other's identities!
In the ensuing chaos, they entered the same dense forest one after the other.
……
Inside the camp.
Startled by the screams, Zhang Fan immediately got up and stepped out of the carriage.
Luo Ying and Luo Li immediately drew their short swords and stood guard on either side of him, observing their surroundings.
Apart from the soldiers' shouts, there was no sound of an attack.
After a while.
Sergeant Wang Hu ran over, his face pale and his voice trembling:
"Immortal Master! Something's happened!"
"The prisoners in the prison van... are all dead!"
Zhang Fan had already anticipated this, but hearing the confirmed news still sent a chill down his spine.
He gestured to the two sisters not to be nervous and quickly walked towards the prison van.
The soldiers surrounded them, holding torches.
Under the light, the state of the corpse inside the car was clearly visible.
They still looked sleepy, but their lips were bluish-black.
Zhang Fan squatted down, examined the wound on Han Zhen's neck, and then used a twig to pry open his lips to take a look.
He stood up and said to Wang Hu:
"The blade is very thin; it's a one-hit kill!"
"The weapon was poisoned; the toxin paralyzed their vocal cords, so they couldn't make a sound."
The person who could kill so many people silently under the watch of hundreds of soldiers must have been very professional.
Zhang Fan thought for a moment and immediately gave orders to the soldiers around him:
"All soldiers, form a defensive formation with the wagon at the center!"
"Archers inside, spearmen outside!"
"Two people per team, taking turns on night watch; there can be no more slackening!"
"The rest of you continue packing; we must leave now!"
Under Zhang Fan's calm command, the previously panicked soldiers found their leader and began to carry out orders.
Then.
Zhang Fan returned to his carriage, and after confirming that no one was around, he dialed the phone again.
"Reporting to the commander, it's me!" Zhang Fan's voice was heavy.
"The situation has changed."
"All the key witnesses in the prison van were just killed!"
……
749 Bureau Headquarters.
The two timelines are linked together by an encrypted communication signal.
Zhu Feng, sitting in the commander's seat, gripped the communicator tightly.
The senior staff officers and historians behind him all looked very serious.
"Locate Comrade Zhang Fan's real-time coordinates!"
"Retrieve all topographic and geomorphological data for this area and perform a 3D environmental simulation!"
"Tactical analysis team, psychological profiling team, historical intelligence team, core members, assemble in front of the main screen!"
Before Zhu Feng could give the order, the heads of various departments had already begun issuing instructions.
The command center has entered the highest level of operational status!
Staff members worked quickly at their respective posts, and the data on the screens kept refreshing.
A tactical analysis expert quickly reported:
"Sir, the simulation model shows!"
"The assassin was able to carry out the assassination silently while surrounded by hundreds of Qin soldiers!"
"His professional skills, psychological fortitude, and stealth techniques are all top-notch!"
Another history expert added:
"Professional assassins existed in the Qin Dynasty!"
"As the prefectural magistrate, Feng Jing has the ability to raise such loyal followers!"
"Once they start, they won't stop!"
Listen to the analysis in my ear!
Zhu Feng tried to remain calm and asked into the communicator:
"Comrade Zhang Fan, how are things over there? Are you safe?"
Inside the carriage.
Zhang Fan heard the tension in the voice on the other end of the phone, and his heart warmed instantly.
"I'm fine, sir! Don't worry!"
"They didn't target me; their targets were only the criminals in the prison van!"
"The objective of the operation is very clear: to eliminate witnesses."
"This is just the beginning!"
Zhu Feng's voice was very certain.
"They've eliminated the witnesses; you're their next target!"
"You're the only surviving witness to identify the mastermind behind it all!"
"We must not be careless; our experts are working out a plan!"
"Understood, sir!"
Zhang Fan replied.
He knew the assassin hadn't acted because he was waiting for an opportunity, or because his orders had disrupted their rhythm, but danger still lingered.
Inside the command center, arguments erupted.
"Send a fully automatic rifle over immediately?"
"No, rifles are less effective against top-tier assassins in a dense jungle environment!"
"What can we do then? With just himself and a pistol, his chances of survival against an assassin of this caliber are very low."