Chapter Six: Entry

After bringing Jin Zhiyan back home, Li Siyao immediately began to comfort her, noticing the young girl’s face full of indignation.

Yang Jie was definitely going to reclaim his dignity—after all, the teammates were all watching. If he couldn’t even protect his own people, there was no point in leading the team!

But now was not the time to dwell on such matters; the important task had to be accomplished, or else it would all be a waste of time.

On a well-traveled route, Yang Jie used some tricks to knock out the delivery driver, with Sophia ready to assist behind him.

Zhao Baitong donned the specially made work uniform and put on her forged ID badge, adjusting her hat carefully.

For safety’s sake, Zhao Baitong had subtly altered some information on the official website, adding her own name.

Yang Jie opened the warehouse door and saw it fully stocked with food, cigarettes, and some other unmentionable items.

A smirk tugged at Yang Jie’s lips as he poured some powder into a bag of coffee. Honestly, the people from the Lighthouse Country had very peculiar constitutions.

Either one thing or another triggered allergies; there was even a legend that a single five-nut mooncake could take down an entire office, and this was no exaggeration.

But there was one thing everyone could drink, and drink a lot of—that was coffee.

The drug he added was concocted personally by Sharapova; it contained not only a sedative but also calming and slowing agents.

In other words, anyone who drank it would be incapacitated by eight or nine o’clock, depending on the dosage and timing, leaving the entire base unable to stand.

To be safe, Yang Jie laced all the coffee with the powder. Coffee was a fast-moving consumer good; unlike other items that might not be consumed immediately, coffee would be brewed right away.

After sealing the rear door and securing it with hooks, Yang Jie hid beneath the truck, which then set off.

The hidden arms depot.

Two Caucasian soldiers showed no signs of patrolling, appearing lethargic; the chubby one was drowsily preparing to nap in the guard room.

“Damn it, Jon, don’t sleep!”

A shout startled Jon, almost making him jump. Seeing it was his comrade, he cursed and lit a cigarette, shaking his empty cup.

“Damn it, all those logistics guys should be dragged out and shot!”

The lean soldier likewise looked helpless. The coffee was all gone, and in such heat—even in an air-conditioned room—the sunlight alone was enough to make anyone drowsy.

“If you have complaints, take them up with Commissioner Smith yourself!”

Jon was instantly speechless. Everyone here was doing dirty work, earning far more than regular soldiers. There was no way they’d mess around, but in this weather, without coffee, it was truly exhausting.

At dusk, a delivery truck leisurely approached.

Jon hurried out to open the gate for the vehicle.

As Zhao Baitong rolled down the window, a burst of curses rang out.

“Damn it, I’m going to file a complaint. According to regulations, you should have arrived two hours ago. Why are you only here now?”

Jon was stunned on seeing a stranger.

“Wasn’t Bob supposed to make the delivery today?”

Zhao Baitong showed clear impatience.

“That kid got sick from bad food. I heard someone dragged him out of the bathroom—turned into a real mess!”

“God bless him!”

After checking her credentials, Jon promptly let Zhao Baitong inside.

“Stop!”

Just as Zhao Baitong relaxed slightly, the lean soldier ran over, scowling at Jon.

“Aren’t we going to inspect?”

Jon was annoyed. Why did it matter to him? He might be somewhat connected to Commissioner Smith, but he was no superior.

He was just fat, not stupid. He grumbled internally but kept quiet; there was no benefit in speaking up. Given the chance, he might just shoot this guy with a burst of bullets.

The lean soldier conducted a thorough inspection, not only checking the pass but also verifying Zhao Baitong’s information on the company’s official website.

But when he pulled out a fully reflective mirror, Zhao Baitong’s right hand moved toward the handbrake.

Her heart began to pound violently.

If she was discovered, it would be a real disaster. Sophia should already be scouting nearby.

With sniper support, they definitely couldn’t get inside, but at least escape was possible.

“What’s this?”

Startled by the voice, Zhao Baitong nearly drew her gun. Peering out the window, she cursed loudly.

“Aren’t these just some childish doodles? Do you want them or not? If not, I’m leaving—I’m covering the shift today!”

She then complained to Jon, “You know how it is—covering for someone else’s shift with no compensation, it’s easy to lose your temper!”

Jon nodded in agreement. “Tell me about it!”

Their back-and-forth soon irritated the lean soldier, who quickly ended the inspection.

Beneath the truck, Yang Jie breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, Sophia had provided a layer of disguise; otherwise, they would have been easily exposed.

It seemed the company had cooperated with this place for some time; otherwise, they wouldn’t have been let through so easily.

When the truck reached the logistics area and the cargo was being unloaded, Zhao Baitong immediately took out her computer and began typing at lightning speed.

In no time, a freshly prepared USB drive appeared, and she excused herself to the restroom.

Finding a network port connected to the base, she plugged it in, and instantly, the entire internal network began to be seized.

If they wanted to stir trouble, the network security here was quite a challenge even for Zhao Baitong, but simply freezing a certain surveillance camera was easy enough.

Yang Jie slipped into a utility room and began to lie in wait.

After Zhao Baitong left, the guards in the arms depot all received a call from their comrades announcing that the coffee had arrived.

Suddenly, the entire depot became lively as everyone rushed to pour themselves a cup.

Back in the truck, Zhao Baitong immediately slipped away.

Time passed swiftly, and night fell. To ensure he could stay hidden for a long time, Yang Jie even wore an adult diaper.

Just as he was about to emerge from his hiding spot, the utility room door was suddenly kicked open.

Two soldiers staggered inside, supporting each other.

Yang Jie’s heart skipped a beat. His physique was too bulky; while he could conceal himself behind the clutter, if they really searched, he would be exposed.

Slowly drawing a military knife from his boot, he held it horizontally in one hand. If they came any closer, he was confident he could send them to their maker before they could even scream.

But the two soldiers didn’t start moving any crates. Instead, terrifying sounds began to emanate.