After the camp sirens sounded, more military vehicles drove around the headquarters, and some drove out of the camp, presumably to hunt down the two Indian suspects.
However, although there are many cars now, they are not as orderly and chaotic as before, which also gives Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong the possibility of fishing in troubled waters.
To enter the command building of the 8th Regiment, two things are needed: Fingerprint scan of the document Only if the documents and fingerprints match, can you enter the gate of the command building.
If Wei Han was allowed to do it, Qin Lang could easily steal a document, but without fingerprints, it would only be for nothing.
"Damn, it seems that I can only wait for Ye Bingcheng, an old guy, to come out before I do it.
Damn, he's not going to stay in it for the rest of his life.
Ma Zhenyong scolded in a low voice, he felt that tonight's operation was really not smooth at all.
"I don't let people eat, this Nima damn Indian spy, so that the old men can't even eat dinner" Ma Zhenyong was scolding, and some soldiers in the camp of the Eighth Regiment were also cursing, this group of soldiers may be because of the alternating guards, it was their turn to eat dinner at this time, but as soon as they ate dinner, the alarm sounded, so these people could only take steamed buns and nibble while rushing over, trotting towards a military vehicle.
"There's a chance" An idea suddenly popped into Qin Lang's mind, and then he blew the insect flute in a very low voice, almost imperceptible.
Ma Zhenyong couldn't figure out what Qin Lang was doing again, but because he had seen Qin Lang's bizarre methods, Ma Zhenyong could only hope that Qin Lang would continue to create miracles now.
And Qin Lang did it.
In an instant, summoned by the insect flute, a group of bats suddenly rushed towards the soldiers who were gnawing on steamed buns.
The sudden "attack" made the soldiers not care about what steamed buns to eat, and hurriedly threw away the steamed buns in their hands to drive away these damn bats.
However, these soldiers didn't notice at all that when the bats "raided", the passes of three of the soldiers had been stolen by Wei Han.
Although Wei Han is not a professional thief, with his skills and his flexible fingers to control hidden weapons, he can do it faster and more secretive than any thief.
Three passes, easy to get your hands on The soldiers climbed into the military vehicle, unaware that the pass had been stolen.
"I have the documents, what about the fingerprints" Ma Zhenyong admired Qin Lang's methods, but he didn't know how Qin Lang could "steal" the fingerprints of the three people without moving.
"Fingerprints are here."
Qin Lang pointed to the steamed buns that fell to the ground, he picked up one of the steamed buns, then took out a small bottle from the bag on his body, and then sprayed a little of the liquid in the bottle on the steamed bun.
Soon, several clear black fingerprint marks appeared on the steamed bun.
Of course Ma Zhenyong knew that these fingerprint marks were left on them by those soldiers just now, after all, many people would pinch some fingerprints on the skin of the steamed bread when they held the steamed bun in their hands, but Qin Lang easily made these fingerprints very obvious, which was a bit magical.
However, then Ma Zhenyong saw the real "magic", Qin Lang threw the steamed bun with fingerprints to Wei Han, and the knife flashed in Wei Han's palm, and immediately "peeled" the half of the steamed bun, leaving only a piece of steamed bread.
Even the cosmetic surgeon who is the best at skin grafting is probably not worth mentioning compared to Wei Han.
The knife fell, and Wei Han peeled off the "skin" of the three steamed buns, and then Qin Lang, Ma Zhenyong and Wei Han respectively pasted a steamed bun scalp on their palms, then took their documents and strode towards the command building of the Eighth Regiment.
Because of the camp alarm, there are quite a few people entering and leaving the command building, and although there will still be document checks, the intensity of one-by-one inspection will definitely be weakened invisibly. drip Qin Lang handed over the document and scanned the fingerprint recognition of his palm, and sure enough, he passed the customs easily.
Ma Zhenyong and Wei Han also passed through the guards smoothly and entered the hall of the command building.
However, now it is only the first step to realize the plan, their goal is to capture Ye Bingcheng, but now they can't even figure out where Ye Bingcheng is.
"Keep up with that lieutenant colonel" Ma Zhenyong was not ambiguous at the critical moment, his brain was spinning quickly, and he recognized that a lieutenant colonel officer with a beer belly who had just entered the command at this time was Yao Xianghua, the commander of the Eighth Regiment.
Looking at Yao Xianghua's nervous and anxious look, he knew that this guy must have something to report, and the object of the report must be Ye Bingcheng.
Qin Lang immediately understood the situation, and the three of them followed Yao Xianghua into the elevator.
The elevator stopped on the eleventh floor of the command building.
Yao Xianghua walked towards an office on the very edge.
At this time, Qin Lang and the others did not immediately follow, because the corridor was full of soldiers with loaded guns, and it was heavily guarded.
Qin Lang had to make sure that Ye Bingcheng was here before he could start.
Yao Xianghua arrived at the door of the office on the very edge and waited at the door for a moment before entering.
With Yao Xianghua's status in the Eighth Regiment, the only person who can make him wait at the door is undoubtedly Ye Bingcheng.
Ma Zhenyong noticed this, so he nodded to Qin Lang and reminded Qin Lang that Ye Bingcheng should be there.
Qin Lang also nodded, because the moment the office opened, Qin Lang heard a "come in" voice from inside, this voice was Ye Bingcheng's voice, before in the 843rd Army Headquarters, Qin Lang had already heard Ye Bingcheng's voice, and he would not be mistaken.
"Do it" Qin Lang gave an order to Wei Han.
There were a total of fourteen soldiers in the passage, and these soldiers were definitely well-trained elite soldiers, but for Wei Han, it was just a matter of raising his hand.
Even, these people didn't see Wei Han's action clearly, they had already been hit by the flying needle, and their whole body was quickly paralyzed.
Ma Zhenyong clenched the gun with paralyzing bullets in his hand just now, but he obviously didn't have a chance to make a move.
However, the passage here is equipped with a monitor, and although the monitor has been broken by Qin Lang, the people in the monitoring room will definitely notice the problem soon, so there is not much time left for Qin Lang to act. bang Wei Han kicked the door of Ye Bingcheng's room away.
Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong followed.
But the moment the three of them entered the room, there were many small red dots on their bodies, which meant that they had been targeted by many guns at the same time.
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In the middle of the house, there was even a team of guards in ambush.
Although all three of them wear body armor, everyone knows that body armor is not a panacea, especially body armor can't stop the other party from blowing your head.
"You three fools, Luo Haichuan sent you to die."
In the room, a middle-aged officer glanced at Qin Lang and the three of them with disdain, "Luo Haichuan actually wants to behead Lao Tzu, it's too tender Lao Tzu can be the boss of the 843rd Army, of course there are some hole cards in your hand, I think I don't dare to kill you You die here tonight, that's all done by spies."
"Who doesn't have hole cards?"
Qin Lang looked at Ye Bingcheng with even more disdain, as if he was looking at a prisoner
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