353: Chapter 352 Ning Hao is Gone Again

A series of orders were quickly issued, and the entire squad began to move rapidly.

Zheng Yi cast her gaze toward a young soldier standing in place with a somewhat dejected look on his face.

"Zheng Gan, what was the order I gave you?"

"Sister, I..."

"There is no 'sister' here!"

Zheng Yi let out a cold shout and demanded again, "What was the order I gave you!"

"Reporting, Captain."

The young soldier straightened his back and said loudly, "Guard the suspect and wait for reinforcements."

"I'm asking you, did you do it?"

Zheng Yi's expression was icy: "Where is the suspect? And where is your comrade?"

young man lowered his head and remained silent.

"You disobeyed orders without authorization, caused your teammate to be injured, and let the suspect escape. What else do you have to say for yourself?"

Zheng Gan fell even more silent.

Zheng Yi exhaled gently; her internal organs, which had just recovered slightly, began to spasm violently again due to her anger.

"We will discuss your matter later. Right now, take Li Dan to the Hospital immediately."

"Sister, you're injured too."

Zheng Gan said, feeling somewhat anxious.

"I'm fine."

This time, Zheng Yi did not scold him again. She stood up slightly and said indifferently, "Watch Li Dan well. If anything happens to him, you will be held solely responsible."

"Also, tell the General Affairs Department to send the news of the suspect's escape to the Police Station and ask them to assist in setting up a dragnet."

Zheng Gan's face turned slightly bitter: "Sister, wouldn't that be too embarrassing..."

"You still know what embarrassment is?"

Zheng Yi said with a cold face: "Because of your disobedience, the suspect escaped, which could very likely cause significant harm. Is your face more important, or is the safety of the people more important?"

Zheng Gan shrank his neck.

"Obey orders."

"Yes."

Zheng Gan dared not argue further; he hurriedly saluted and ran toward the door.

Watching Zheng Gan's figure disappear at the doorway, Zheng Yi finally couldn't help but cough softly, covering her abdomen with one hand and frowning slightly.

The pain was becoming more and more intense. This sensation indicated that she had very likely injured her internal organs, and perhaps even caused a rupture of her liver or spleen.

Straightening her body slightly, Zheng Yi walked calmly back into the entrance of the passage leading underground.

She could not leave this place yet, at least not now.

Meanwhile, forty-three minutes had passed since the Middle-aged man's stronghold was discovered.

Large numbers of police officers finally arrived late.

A Middle-aged man police officer, about forty or fifty years old, who was leading the group, crossed the police line and was just about to enter the door when he was stopped by the soldier at the entrance.

"This is a military restricted area, please stop."

The Middle-aged man police officer frowned slightly: "Since when did this place become a military restricted area?"

"Just now."

The Middle-aged man police officer was choked up for a moment. He frowned and peered into the doorway, but couldn't see The Figure, and asked: "Police can't enter either?"

"No."

The young soldier was concise.

Having received a definitive answer, the Middle-aged man police officer took a deep look at the young soldier and turned to leave.

"Captain, how did it go? Why can't we go in?"

A somewhat delicate-looking young police officer approached the Middle-aged man police officer and asked.

The Middle-aged man police officer glanced at him and snorted: "They are more powerful than us; they've directly designated this place as a military restricted area, and we aren't allowed in either."

The young police officer opened his mouth wide in surprise: "A military restricted area?"

The young police officer, who wanted to say something else, was interrupted by the Middle-aged man raising his hand: "I know what you want to say, I don't know either, and don't ask. Tell the others, we should withdraw."

"Captain, what will happen here if we withdraw?"

The young police officer said: "The mission given to us by the bureau is to assist the military in controlling the area."

"They've already designated this as a military restricted area, so why are you worrying needlessly?"

The Middle-aged man police officer said indifferently: "Since they can designate it, they can guard it. Pack up."

Seeing that the Middle-aged man police officer's attitude was firm, the young police officer said nothing more.

A minute later, the police cars that had just arrived roared away.

...

Under the shade of the trees, Ning Hao turned over slightly, lying on his back in the grass, watching the sun still hanging high in the sky through the dappled tree shadows.

Recalling the course of events carefully and thinking back to the process of his escape, he felt it was extremely thrilling.

If he hadn't joined the organization early on, if the place where he appeared hadn't been the periphery of the organization's stronghold, and if he hadn't already been captured, he was afraid he would have already become a corpse by now.

Fortunately, his ruthlessness brought him enough luck.

Stabbing the soldier guarding him with a knife and watching him fall to the ground after being hit by a bullet, Ning Hao had no psychological burden in his heart.

If there had to be any, it was that he had been a bit careful when stabbing, avoiding vital organs and not delivering a fatal blow. As long as that soldier died from the bullet wound and not the knife wound, then he still had enough room to retreat.

At least in the future, if he encountered this kind of situation again, he would still have a chance to speak and wouldn't be treated as a major criminal and shot on the spot.

If he could speak, then things would be easy to handle. As long as he surrendered fast enough, no one could kill him before he surrendered.

This was also a truth Ning Hao had just realized.

Staying alive is truly more important than anything else. Only by staying alive first does he have the qualifications to pursue other things.

Before, his life had not been truly endangered. Although he was on the run, the feeling it gave him, apart from excitement, was not high in terms of danger level. But today's events had truly sounded an alarm for him.

He was a fugitive, he was opposing a massive state apparatus, and he could be crushed like a bug at any time.

He needed influence, he needed strength.

He, needed to survive.

For this, he could be unscrupulous and two-faced.

Therefore, the choice of defecting was also in his repertoire.

Of course, it would be better if he could master more bargaining chips.

Ning Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, involuntarily thinking of the mysterious man who had saved him.

Around thirty years old, cold eyes, methods even more ruthless than his own, and the superb tactical literacy and rich anti-tracking knowledge displayed during the escape process.

Everything, everything, kept reminding him—this man is dangerous.

Such a dangerous man is, of course, worth getting close to.

He now urgently needed to learn new skills.

However, the process was not smooth either. Ning Hao remembered what the cold man said.

"You... are not bad, but... not enough, far from enough."

"Only an irresponsible idiot like Zhang Cai would take in any piece of trash. Here, you are still not one of us; saving you was just a convenience."

"The ruthlessness you showed in that knife strike against the police officer was interesting, but it was only interesting. If you want to join the organization, you still need to prove more things."

The cold man said indifferently:

"I will drop you off thirteen kilometers away from the stronghold. Whether you can escape pursuit depends on you."

"If you successfully escape, go to the place where you first retrieved the secret sand, and someone will tell you the result."

The man was true to his word; he threw him directly into the bushes on the side of the road and left stylishly.

Thus, Ning Hao, who had been scared by the Drone, decisively hid in the bushes, secretly observing the Drone's tracks in the sky while curled up, nervously enjoying the sun.

The afternoon time suddenly turned from thrilling to leisurely.

Meanwhile, Wang Shuo also ran all the way back to the warehouse in the storage area.

Walking into the maintenance bay, as the small robotic arms connected the cables one by one, the Exoskeleton armor cracked open, and Wang Shuo stepped out.

A hint of exhaustion appeared on his face.

Although he was wearing the Exoskeleton armor, the long-duration high-speed running still made him somewhat unable to handle it.

This thing really wasn't suitable for long-distance intense sprinting; the comfort was just too poor.

Looking at the time, it was already 3:50 PM. Wang Shuo hurriedly tidied up his exhausted face, took off his wrinkled clothes, changed into new semi-formal clothes, and then leisurely went out.

A black business car was already waiting at the door.

This was arranged autonomously by Zero; it could be called truly touchless service.

Wang Shuo opened the door and got into the car.

"Mr. Wang."

The driver was a young man and asked: "Where are we going?"

Wang Shuo leaned back against the chair and said indifferently: "Go to the Shangri-La Hotel."