The unexpected discovery made Luo Zheng vigilant, he quietly retreated, not daring to make any sound. After retreating three to four hundred ters, Luo Zheng sprinted onto the highway, then quickly left along it. Not far along, a car's headlights appeared. Knowing soone was coming, Luo Zheng quickly hid in the roadside woods to observe, gripping the gun in his hand tightly.
Before long, a car sped around the front corner and stopped with a screech. Luo Zheng peeked out from behind a tree in surprise and saw a police car. A police officer got out to relieve himself by the roadside. At this mont, a motorcycle roared up, slowing slightly as it passed in front of the police car. Suddenly, the rider pulled out a silenced pistol and fired two shots at the officer.
The gun was silent, and the officer fell to the ground with a cry. The motorcycle rider stopped to check and ensure the officer was dead, then turned the bike around and retreated smoothly and calmly - evidently a seasoned hand. With a helt obscuring his face, Luo Zheng calmly observed the scene, feeling puzzled. What was going on here?
Soone ca all the way here to assassinate a police officer, either out of great hatred or as a killer on the hunt. Judging by the action, the latter seed more likely. The Sam Country, which preached democracy and freedom every day, was nothing more. Luo Zheng suddenly had a flash of inspiration and ca up with a preliminary idea. After confirming there was no surveillance around, he put on gloves and quickly rushed up to throw the policeman's body into the woods, then turned the police car around and drove away.
On the road, soone routinely asked about the police officer's condition. Luo Zheng did not respond. After descending the mountain, he parked the car on the roadside, abandoned it, and flagged a taxi back to the hotel, where he washed up and went to sleep.
The next morning, after everyone finished breakfast, they gathered for a eting to discuss the situation. Luo Zheng recounted the situation he investigated last night. As soon as everyone heard it was a trap, their expressions changed dramatically, looking at Luo Zheng in surprise. Luo Zheng continued, "Why did the opponent set up a trap? Is it aid at us or soone else? This is a problem. We must clarify it before taking action."
"How to clarify it?" Ghost Hand asked in surprise.
"It's simple, keep creating assassinations, target intelligence personnel to make them panic and lose judgnt. If there's soone else involved, Sam Country's intelligence personnel will publicly counterattack the 'soone else' we ntioned. If it's aid at us, they'll actively attack. This is called 'stirring the grass to scare the snake,'" Hong ihua said ahead of Luo Zheng.
Luo Zheng admired Hong ihua for saying exactly what he was thinking, acknowledging she might indeed beco the Spy King given her strong adaptability. While he was reminded of a solution after the cop's assassination, Hong ihua swiftly ca up with a response plan without any hint. He couldn't help but comnd her: "Agreed, but we need specific planning. We can't kill indiscriminately; it must be targeted."
"The Sam Country intelligence departnt is responsible for guarding the target. We'll assassinate their intelligence personnel, thinning their manpower and forcing them to draw people from the stronghold, exposing weaknesses. Then we'll snatch."
"That's too slow," Luo Zheng opposed.
"Too slow? What are you thinking?" Hong ihua looked at Luo Zheng in surprise, and the others also turned to him.
"We can spread false information and disguise ourselves as a terrorist organization attacking the intelligence departnt's headquarters, putting them on high alert. One thing is certain, the stronghold is a trap, and the elite of their intelligence departnt must be involved in the operations and command. Once the headquarters is attacked, they have two responses: Withdraw with the personnel or return so elite to headquarters. The latter is more likely since Sam Country people are confident, even to the point of arrogance. They will not give up easily," Luo Zheng analyzed seriously.
"Makes sense." Hong ihua pondered. This was a big move; others pondered as well. After a while, Hong ihua suddenly said, "I think it could work, but it needs auxiliary actions to convince them. Finding a terrorist organization na resented by Sam Country shouldn't be difficult, but we also need to attack their important intelligence officials to create panic."
"That's doable," Luo Zheng agreed, and no others opposed.
The killings on the secret front are just as ruthless. Those known and unknown, if required by the nation, will take action. Sam Country's intelligence personnel can assassinate Huaxia Country's advanced engineers and researchers without hesitation. Luo Zheng and the others feel no psychological pressure to assassinate Sam Country's intelligence personnel.
"First, assassinate the head of Sam Country's intelligence departnt. Kill him, and the departnt will be headless. Then send out terror attack information. I believe they will buy it. We'll ambush halfway. If stronghold personnel retreat, we snatch them. If they don't, we observe further," Hong ihua contemplated deeply and said.
"Agreed," Luo Zheng responded.
"Sam Country's intelligence departnt head isn't easy to assassinate. Unpredictable actions, heavily guarded; any specific plans?" Lan Xue reminded.
"Perhaps I don't match you in other areas, but spy warfare is my expertise. Assassinating Sam Country's intelligence head is difficult for others but not for — he's an old adversary of mine, Bauer, fifty-three, a retired special forces soldier with twenty-five years in intelligence work, vicious and ticulous, a wily old fox who's indeed tough to deal with. But I know one of his strongholds," said Hong ihua confidently with a smile.
"Oh, tell us," Luo Zheng asked curiously, as others looked on with interest.
"It's simple. I know he goes to a church monthly for prayer, heavily escorted during travel — no chance on the road, nor for a ground assault. The church is ancient and holds significant status in Catholicism; many notable figures pray there. The church has a sewer pipe underneath that people can pass through. As long as we go via the sewers, confirm distance and position, we can use explosives to kill him," Hong ihua stated confidently.
"Feasible. How long do we have to wait? Our ti can't be wasted," Lan Xue reminded.
"Tomorrow is his prayer day. As a devout Catholic, no matter how busy, he prays monthly. I saw him in the morning TV news, so he won't leave today," Hong ihua said.
"Alright, let's do it. It's a pity we don't know the stronghold's defensive deploynt; otherwise, attacking it directly would be easier," Luo Zheng said with so frustration, being a soldier who prefers addressing targets directly rather than roundabout thods.
But Luo Zheng understood that the stronghold was already set up as a trap. Without knowing numbers or defensive strength, attacking blindly would only lead to unnecessary casualties. The best strategy was 'luring the tiger out of the mountain' and pretending to strike. Waiting for the stronghold to reveal a flaw before launching a thunderous attack was the proper way, and he wouldn't let his comrades die in vain.
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