Old Rivals

Leng Feng quickly changed into the same weapons and equipment as Jiang Yan Hai's group, along with a full set of camouflage combat fatigues.

"Move out." Jiang Yan Hai waved a hand, and everyone immediately got into the vehicles and headed straight for Sangkuja Town.

Sangkuja Town was about fifty-five kilometers from their current location. The roads were not especially good, but since it was close to a major city, they were not that terrible either.

The warships had indeed left the Naval Port. They were heading to another, larger port to rescue the Chinese nationals there, but this area was still within their strike coverage. One Type 052D and one Type 055—two missile destroyers. In particular, the Type 055 carried the latest large-scale Yingji-18 Cruise Missiles.

Haofa Port, where the Type 055 was stationed, was only two or three hundred kilometers away. Jiang Yan Hai took out a laptop from the vehicle and began connecting to the Synthetic Aperture Radar satellite overhead. Since yesterday, he had secretly used Er Dan in his mind to take pictures of this place.

"Everyone, listen up." Jiang Yan Hai opened the communications channel first. Everyone could hear him.

"Our target is St. Fulan Chinese Hospital, located near Sangkuja Town. Sangkuja Town itself does not have a large population, but it is now a key epidemic quarantine zone. That means this is a major source of infection. Everyone, I don't want any wounds on your bodies coming into contact with anything that might be contaminated."

"Under these circumstances, avoid conflicts with the locals as much as possible. Understood?"

"Understood!"

"Second, St. Fulan Chinese Hospital and Sangkuja Town have no high-rise buildings. Almost everything is low, makeshift sheet-metal structures built with color steel panels, along with some concrete buildings. Even two-story buildings are rare."

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