Special Forces Medic-Chapter 853 - 826: The Most Dangerous Place Is the Safest Place

Master Ma isn’t sure how impressive Dragon Soul is, but he knows how formidable this woman can be. As they say, a dog will jump over the wall when desperate, and a cornered camel is still bigger than a horse. This woman is too disrespectful. Master Ma squinted slightly, releasing a murky laugh from his mouth. "Miss Ye, it’s my mistake, you must be laughing at me again."

"What is the story with that blue van?" The car was driving on a very uneven road, constantly shaking, causing the two people inside to sway repeatedly. In the trunk, Yan Juanjuan was jolted awake by the vibration along the journey.

This time, Yan Juanjuan remained quietly curled up. Other than this posture, she couldn’t make any larger movements. Based on her senses, she was likely locked in the car trunk, with air not being sufficiently supplied, and space so narrow that even turning over was difficult. Oxygen seemed to be getting further away from her, and being confined in such a space, her quietness could only be maintained for a very brief time.

"Miss Ye, did you hear anything? Has our guest woken up?" Sitting in the back seat, Master Ma kindly reminded the driver. The trunk was locked, and in such a sealed space, it could be deadly.

Ye Zi irritably parked the car by the roadside. Fortunately, this road was very secluded, with no cars coming or going. Going further would enter Dragon Soul’s territory, where the entire road was blocked off segment by segment. She opened the trunk, and the frustrated Yan Juan kicked at the car body, producing a dull thumping sound. Ye Zi didn’t say much, chopping down a palm aimed at Yan Juanjuan’s head, until she stopped moving, before getting back on the road.

"Miss Ye, you’re not being considerate. After all, she’s a guest invited by Dragon Soul, what if you damaged her head?"

"There’s no need for you to worry about this. You still haven’t answered my question."

"There is information, but I want to tell Dragon Soul directly. I have some reservations about Miss Ye."

Ye Zi stopped talking and exchanged a glance with Master Ma’s dead fish eyes through the rearview mirror. She forcefully stepped on the gas and entered the final blockade point of Dragon Soul.

"I didn’t expect it would be here!" In the distance, there was an inconspicuous old red Santana, so worn it looked as if it had been abandoned on the road, ignored by passers-by. But it wouldn’t invite much discussion.

"It’s less than a kilometer from the abandoned brick kiln factory." Xiao Lin stroked his chin, realizing that the more dangerous a place, the safer it might be. "After looping around such a large circle, just from another route, what is Dragon Soul playing at this time?" No wonder Hua Qingyi would ask such a question.

Ye Zi was heading towards the abandoned brick kiln factory. Even though Dragon Soul had set up blockades on this road, the road leading here from the other end was open. This kind of defense — loosening one side while tightening another — isn’t a wise choice for a security system.

"The route from the front enters the main road, while here is different from the Middle East. There isn’t expansive land for her to establish her kingdom, and the back road has four to five kilometers of farmland, relatively safer, but less populated, therefore requiring more caution," Xiao Lin explained Hua Qingyi’s question.

"So that’s how it is, but I think there’s another possibility. Could the opening of the main road be to welcome a police sweep?"

"It’s possible. The main road would be more open, while the back appears to be just a wall," Xiao Lin pointed at the phone screen, where the GPS navigation system was displaying a city stereogram in front of them. "Going forward is the source of the river next to the brick kiln factory." The riverside pipeline should be used by farmers to irrigate farmland, but now the farmland has also become wasteland, with only sparse plants still growing.

"This is a wall, but we haven’t seen any fences around the brick kiln factory before!"

"Probably constructed later. After dealing with this, there hasn’t been further entry. I must say Dragon Soul is quite bold," Xiao Lin opened another scene, directly choosing an overhead view of the brick kiln factory. "From the surface, not much has changed. I suspect Dragon Soul is underground."

"Can that place be inhabited? Isn’t it already demolished with nothing left, collapsed?" Hua Qingyi thought of the Middle East scenes, as if Dragon Soul had a particular fascination with soil, always choosing such rocky, hidden locations.

"Not there!" Xiao Lin confidently responded, pointing at a building by the river. "Here."

"A pit toilet?" Hua Qingyi patted his own head. "Ah, remembered, the bottom here is hollow." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

"We’ve been under the brick kiln factory, it’s not as extensive as the whole factory area, so I’m sure there’s another base under this unused pit toilet." Mentioning this, Xiao Lin couldn’t help but regret. Why didn’t he investigate further then? The person was beside him, yet he missed the opportunity. No wonder Mu Rongyun resented him so much. If he had been more meticulous, Wu Shuang wouldn’t have suffered such severe injuries.

Hua Qingyi noticed Xiao Lin suddenly stopped talking and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Don’t think too much, you’re human, not a god. You can’t stop predetermined fate."

"Rest, move tonight."

Hua Qingyi lowered the seat, knowing what kind of battle they’d be facing. This isn’t the Middle East; there aren’t many personnel to assist, and in this operation, Xiao Lin completely excluded Dragon Soul. Although the sword would obey Xiao Lin without complaint, he wasn’t formally the successor yet, so Xiao Lin didn’t prefer using such orders. The other brick kiln factory had already caused him to miss an opportunity, with the sword losing a person. Hence, he became more cautious.

"You still think there’s a mole within Dragon Soul?"

"Yes!" Xiao Lin was organizing the weapons and equipment he said he needed. Although different locations, Dragon Soul’s firepower installations didn’t appear condensed due to the different locations. "Yan Juanjuan doesn’t know Dragon Soul people; receiving the fax was unexpected, and the fax number was verified not from Dragon Soul. That can only be individual conduct; there aren’t many who could receive this report."

"You’re not suspecting those old men, are you!"

"Not suspecting, confirming." Xiao Lin lay back in his chair, and from the outside, the red Santana seemed empty.

"Lian’s amnesia is definitely related to the split within Dragon Soul. A decade ago, Hong Lian escaped from Dragon Soul, and mutations in Mu Rongyun occurred during this time. If the old man said Dragon Soul split, then using ten years to disintegrate Dragon Soul’s interior isn’t very long." (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote, for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)