Yangyu City: Pang Xiu Feng...
A total of 17 people.
There are people in every city in Renqing Province.
...
Today, the major general of the Zhenqin Corps ca because he heard about the traitor in Hongyuan City and wanted to conduct a surprise interrogation.
Rescuing martial artists captured by the Yangxiang Sect is the primary duty of the Zhenqin Corps.
If they are publicly executed, the impact would be too severe.
The countdown to these people’s lives is already down to 15 days.
"Governor, the General will personally co over shortly. This execution of 61 people by the Yangxiang Race is not as simple as we imagined."
A major general, with dark circles and a haggard face, spoke.
During this period, the Zhenqin Corps has been investigating throughout the night, and they haven’t slept for three or four days.
"If the intelligence from the Zhenqin Corps is accurate, I will have my son disguise himself and infiltrate the Yangxiang Sect as an undercover agent to gather information.
"Three dead, 17 missing, all because of my reckless intelligence. I must take responsibility.
"My son, Wang Lu Feng, is currently a first-grade and can go undercover."
Wang Nanguo stood up and volunteered.
The Zhenqin Corps brought news.
Their intelligence departnt received information that the Yangxiang Sect is recently short of personnel, secretly recruiting first-grade martial artists across the Divine Land.
If soone could infiltrate, perhaps they could uncover so intelligence.
But this undercover mission carries a risk to life.
Moreover, a weaker first-grade martial artist is simply not up to the task.
Those who beco officers in the Military Departnt are generally Wuda graduates, with the weakest being third-grade.
In society, first-grade Qi and Blood Martial Artists are really weak and hardly understand combat thods.
The Zhenqin Corps had sent undercover agents before, but most mysteriously disappeared.
So even succumbed to the Yangxiang Sect’s financial brainwashing, willingly becoming spies, turning to infiltrate the Zhenqin Corps for intelligence.
The Yangxiang Sect is cunning and always counters espionage.
This ti, the Zhenqin Corps focused on Wuda students for the undercover agents.
They are not specialists, so the danger is significant.
It’s even more perilous than navigating a wetland.
But the accolades given by the Military Departnt are also generous.
The Zhenqin Corps doesn’t go into the wetlands, but internal warfare within Earth is just as bloody. They would rather fight painfully in the wetlands than exhaust themselves in the city.
"Wang Nanguo, do not act rashly.
"This ti, the recruitnt of undercover mbers by the Zhenqin Corps is crucially based on voluntary participation by students. No one should be coerced in any manner.
"Even as a father, you do not have the right to coerce your son."
Jiang Fuyan shook his head.
Wang Nanguo lowered his head in guilt.
Coercion is not allowed because of legal constraints, but there’s another reason.
After all, this is a spying operation.
If soone goes undercover with resentnt and hatred, the success rate is abysmally low and may even cause a rebellious ntality, driving the undercover agent to beco a true mber of the Yangxiang Sect.
The atmosphere in the office plunged into dead silence once again.
Knock, knock!
At this mont, soone knocked twice on the door.
Then, an old man with graying hair in a military uniform walked straight into the office.
"General!"
Wang Yetao walked in, and the two major generals of the Zhenqin Corps imdiately stood up.
Others in the office also stood up, nodding toward Wang Yetao.
"Prince Tuo, long ti no see."
Jiang Fuyan exhaled a breath of turbid air.
Finally, soone has co to share the pressure with him.
Mu Jingliang has already gone abroad, but even if he stayed in the Divine Land, he couldn’t help Jiang Fuyan.
The Miracle Corps is a wetland combat corps and not skilled in dealing with espionage investigations.
The coming of the Zhenqin Corps general brought him so relief.
"Long ti no see."
Wang Yetao nodded toward Jiang Fuyan.
"Has the cultist been interrogated?"
Wang Yetao looked at the two major generals, asking blankly.
"Interrogated, and 80% of his confession is true."
"According to his description, there is definitely a secret experintal base of the Yangxiang Sect in the Miao Border Jungle, but we’ve already conducted a thorough search with the governors of Renqing Province and found no clues."
"This person is injected with nutrients and isn’t dead yet, but his will has collapsed. Continuing the interrogation...is aningless."
The major general sighed.
The Zhenqin Corps is adept at interrogation torture.
And these two major generals are the most professional interrogation experts.
If they say it’s aningless, then there’s nothing more to extract from this prisoner.
"Governor Jiang, our Zhenqin Corps has intelligence that the new recruits Yangxiang Sect is hiring are to be trained intensely.
"And the thod Yangxiang Sect uses to assess these new recruits is to act as executioners, beheading 61 captured martial artists on the Martial Arts Network as a pledge of loyalty to the Yangxiang Sect.
"Currently, we only have one last option left.
"Send undercover agents, infiltrate the Yangxiang Race, and locate the real base.
"Otherwise, we’ll have to abandon the 61 lives, which the Zhenqin Corps cannot agree to."
Wang Yetao said.
"Prince Tuo, how many undercover agents do you plan to send?"
Jiang Fuyan asked.
"Preliminarily select five, eliminate two, and the remaining three will undergo training and eventually infiltrate the Yangxiang Sect.
"Quality over quantity in soldiers is important. If successful, three will be enough. If not, no number will suffice.
"Moreover, first-grade martial artists from Wuda aren’t nurous. If too many are needed, the Departnt of Education will go crazy."
Wang Yetao said.
"Fighting with wits against the Yangxiang Sect on Earth is truly exhausting, full of precautions and troubles everywhere. It’s better to indulge in unrestrained killing in the wetlands."
Jiang Fuyan sighed.
"There’s no other way.
"The terrifying aspect of the Yangxiang Race lies in its ability to mix between two worlds.
"In the wetlands, the Yangxiang Race has always been the weakest, but on Earth, they’re a tumor that could beco cancerous at any mont.
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