Chapter 127 Report the situation
Early the next morning, Wang Shuang opened her eyes, adjusted her clothes, and wiped the dew off her body.

Wang Shuang returned to the village.

"Master Xiao Wang, you are back."

"Ah."

Wang Shuang greeted the soldiers who were keeping vigil at the entrance of the village.

Wang Shuang went straight to Li Yunlong's house.

Although he is the leader of the regiment, there are no soldiers standing guard at Li Yunlong's door.

Dang Dang Dang, a crisp sound sounded.

"Oh, who is it? It's so early."

Li Yunlong's voice came from inside the house.

Not long after, the door of the house opened, and a big man walked out with clothes on his body.

"Old Li."

"Hey, Xiao Wang, you're back. Come in quickly."

Seeing Wang Shuang, Li Yunlong happily pulled him in.

After entering the house, Li Yunlong walked over and lifted up the quilt on the kang.

Wang Shuang went over and sat down, "Old Li, I gained a lot from going to Lizhuang this time."

Li Yunlong put his clothes on the quilt, sat up straight and listened.

"Tell me carefully."

"Well, this time I went to Lizhuang. The puppet army camp was similar to what you told me before setting off. The defense was extremely loose. I went in and took a look, and it felt like I was in no one's land. This is the map of the military camp I took, and The locations of several firepower points.”

Wang Shuang reached out and took out a piece of paper from his clothes.

Wang Shuang opened the paper, and there were many sketches on it.

If you look at the flowers in this drawing with a critical eye, they should be as dazzling as wild grass and full of imagination.

If you are not full of imagination, you will not be able to tell what is painted on it.

Wang Shuang's ghost-drawing talisman was very confusing, but anyone who came out of a regular military academy would point at Wang Shuang's nose and curse, what the hell is this.

However, Li Yunlong also came from a wild background. Although he didn't understand Wang Shuang's art, he still stared at it. "What's this?"

Li Yunlong asked, pointing to a place.

"Oh, this is the gate."

Although Li Yunlong was a wild man, he still frowned.

I guessed completely wrong, thinking it was a house.

"Can you explain to me what's on this?"

"Well, this is a firepower point set up by the puppet army. This is the military camp of the puppet army; this is the arsenal of the puppet army."

When it came to the arsenal, Wang Shuang became serious, and Li Yunlong became even more serious.

"The defense of the arsenal is very average. The puppet troops don't care about it at all, but there are a lot of things inside."

Wang Shuang told Li Yunlong about the equipment in the arsenal, and Li Yunlong's lips curled up.

This will all be the family fortune of Xinyi Tuan in the future.

"Okay, very good. Your investigation is very good. I believe it will be of great use when we attack Lizhuang."

After talking about what happened in the military camp, Wang Shuang's face darkened and he talked about what he encountered in the Li family.

"Old Li, I want to tell you something strange."

Li Yunlong became interested, "Oh, what's weird?"

"I went to inquire about information this time. Initially, I planned to sneak into the traitor's house, the commander of the puppet army, and then find a way to find out information about the military camp. However, just when I entered the Li family's house , an old man’s voice came out and drove me away.”

"Old man, what old man?"

"I don't know, he was talking to me across a small courtyard. I didn't see him. Although it was an old man's voice, it was full of energy. The strangest thing is that I actually came from the courtyard where the voice came from. I felt a strong chill."

Li Yunlong originally listened to it as a story, but after seeing Wang Shuang's face, he became serious.

Speaking of this chill, as a veteran of many battles, he still believed in these mysterious and mysterious things.

Li Yunlong is an example. Sometimes his intuition will give him strong hints, allowing him to avoid several life-and-death crises. The feeling is hard to describe, but it makes him believe it inexplicably.

(End of this chapter)

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