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A few minutes later, the three of them spread out the map and discussed several locations around the trading street for transporting explosives.
"Can we deliver to Willow Tree Street?" one asked.
"Let me think. If it's during shift change, yes, I can arrange for my brothers to be on duty at that location. They’ll have a few minutes to get it done," another replied.
"Lao Zhang, what time do you usually receive supplies at your hotel?"
"Early in the morning," Lao Zhang answered.
"Station Master, what time is your brother's shift?"
"Also early in the morning."
"Lao Zhang, how large is your supply delivery?"
"Two carts."
"Can we deliver to Soy Sauce?"
Lao Zhang clenched his fist excitedly. "Perfect! A Soy Sauce barrel can be quite large; four barrels of Soy Sauce can easily fit a kilogram of explosives at the bottom!"
"Then it's settled. I'll bring the timer and detonators today; you just need to ensure they arrive at the designated location by morning!"
"Don't worry, I guarantee it will be delivered!"
After their agreement, the three dispersed.
At midnight, Ze Anzhi, cloaked in darkness, stood in the shadows of an alley between buildings. He saw Lao Zhang and his accomplice, each dragging a cart tied with two Soy Sauce barrels, arriving at the checkpoint on Willow Tree Street.
At this hour, police officers from Jingwei Police Station were stationed there. Lao Zhang and his accomplice struggled to pull their carts to the checkpoint. The officers only glanced at them briefly, asked a couple of questions, then waved them through without further inspection.
Just as they had moved a few steps with their carts, two Japanese soldiers armed with bayoneted Type 38 rifles stopped them.
Lao Zhang immediately tensed up and hurriedly smiled while calling out "Tai Jun."
The soldiers raised their rifles and approached the carts, prodding the Soy Sauce barrels—not just once but several times! After withdrawing their bayonets, one soldier wiped them with a white cloth. Under the streetlight, he examined the cloth and found it stained brown with Soy Sauce. After sniffing it and confirming it was indeed Soy Sauce without any traces of blood or anything suspicious, they let the two men go with a wave.
Although Lao Zhang knew that explosives were stable—after all, even stabbing them with a bayonet or setting them on fire wouldn’t cause an explosion—he still felt nervous watching the Japanese soldiers poke at the Soy Sauce barrels.
It was no easy feat; four Soy Sauce barrels were delivered to the designated spot on Willow Tree Street. After confirming that no one was around, Lao Zhang and his accomplice found two loose ends on the barrels and pulled out a rope to securely wrap around four packages hidden at the bottom before removing them. Once unwrapped, they rewrapped them with oil paper they carried with them and placed them at the agreed-upon location.
The two of them tossed the wrapped package and rope back into the barrel, quietly leaving with the Soy Sauce Barrel.
In less than a minute, Ze Anzhi slid down from the rooftop using the downspout. He removed a large leather bag from his back and stuffed the Kilogram of Explosives inside before climbing back up the incredibly smooth downspout to the rooftop once again.
This was something only Ze Anzhi, with his limitless strength, agility, and endurance, could accomplish. His skin had three slots that could be loaded with attributes, allowing him to switch them at any time. Ze Anzhi could temporarily change them according to his needs.
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