"This sort of thing really can't be delayed. The longer the night, the more dreams there are; delay invites change."
Kewei looked up at He Ao. "You have a lead?"
"Look at the documents I sent you. They contain detailed intelligence on three locations: a warehouse, a Chemical Factory, and a machinery factory."
He Ao looked at him and spoke.
Kewei lowered his head, his gaze seeming to rest on the screen as he rapidly flipped through the files.
The old luxury sedan gradually drove onto a dilapidated road, and Kewei's movements as he flipped through the documents gradually slowed.
He raised his head, looked at He Ao, and said hoarsely,
"The warehouse is directly north of the Command Center and is the closest to it. Judging by the information, it has a great deal of personnel and equipment, making it the most likely point from which to launch an assault. But the defenses north of the Command Center are also the most complete, with the most defenders.
"The Chemical Factory lies northwest of the Command Center. Its logistics volume can't support a large quantity of weapons and ammunition. If a large number of trucks suddenly set out, much of the equipment couldn't be transported.
"The machinery factory is closer to the Southern District and too far from the Command Center. Its logistics routes don't pass through the Command Center either. Suddenly dispatching vehicles from the surrounding area would arouse suspicion."
He paused slightly. "You think they'll launch their attack from one of these three locations? That the Prisoner Gang is hiding at one of them?"
Then he lowered his head and glanced over the intelligence again. "Among the Command Center's defensive arrangements, the northern defenses are strongest because that side is closest to the core building. Next is the