Chapter 255： Clues (1/2)

Gao Wen listened carefully to the report of the patrol soldiers. From these reports, he learned that the patrol was not a simple dead bandit or exiled mercenary, but a group of experienced and highly professional soldiers.

The patrol’s report will not be wrong, because their captain is a veteran veteran who has served the Cecil family since the old Cecil era – all the veterans in the territory and the outstanding soldiers who have grown up have been dispersed. Into the various recruits as a "seed", these people will not have any big problems in the battlefield judgment.

If the black technology armed forces of the Cecil fighters were simply zenith star creations for the regular army of this era, if it was not for the patrol captain to detect the enemy’s existence and respond accurately, it would become a difficult battle. However, there were no battlefields. In the face of completely incomprehensible weapons and fighting methods, these suspicious militants trying to infiltrate Cecil suffered a fiasco. Only ten people survived in the end.

Gao Wen looked at the traits brought back by the patrols - weapons armor, bag backpacks, many things have been burnt and burned by burning rays, but there are also many well-preserved objects, but all these things can not see Out of the subordinate sign, even the obvious style is not, although each piece is a good quality equipment, but obviously their owners do not want to use these equipment to expose their identity.

The tools and drawings drawn by Amber are placed on a separate table, and some things that are quite suspicious in amber are also put together.

Gao Wen picked up the rough maps that painted the dark mountain trails, frowning and observing them. He noticed that there were not only maps but also hidden symbols that could not be understood - but even if they didn't see the name, Guess can also guess what these symbols are representing.

Although Amber is quite savvy in the professional field, this kind of occasion obviously does not match her profession. She looks at the tools with a fog and curiously asks Gao Wen: "Where do you say these people come from?"

"I still think about it? Of course it's our 'good neighbor'," Gao Wen shrugged and threw the sketches back onto the table. "It's well-equipped, well-trained, infiltrated from the dark mountains, and draws maps to collect intelligence. Who else can you say who will do this?"

While talking about him, he snorted and looked at the unmarked weapons and equipment: "There are also special preparations for these whiteboards to hide their eyes and ears... Is this an idiot for the Ansu people?"

At this time the door was pushed open and Herty walked in. She heard Gao Wen’s words and couldn’t help but shook her head: “I can’t say that – although as long as these people are caught, Ansu’s border guards will The origins are well known, but as long as there is no evidence, it is only a white catch. After all, the two countries have not declared a war on the face. No matter who’s spy is caught, everyone will not recognize it. Most nobles are It is a creature that speaks both face and brazenness."

Amber glared at Hetty: "Hey, you are also a nobleman, your family is aristocrat!"

"But this does not affect my evaluation of other nobles," Herti rarely had a stick on the amber head (probably too many people to stay elegant), she just glanced at the amber, then went to Gao Wen, "ancestor" I have arranged for additional personnel on the side of the mine, and the Byron Knight has personally passed."

Gao Wen nodded and nodded, and Hetty showed a worried look with ribbons. "The ancestor, do you think these imperial soldiers are the signals of the war?"

"They have already ran into the dark mountains, and the war is not far away." Gao Wen did not say anything to comfort the people at this time, but bluntly said his own judgment. "The eastern defense line of the Ansu Empire is impregnable, and the Luolun family is a piece." The unmoving stone, only the dark mountain range that extends from Ansu to Tifeng and is close to the wasteland of the wasteland is considered to be a weak point on the entire national border line - but this natural danger does not allow the army to pass, Tifeng Only small-scale infiltration units can be sent in to do something, and these infiltration units will only come in handy when they are indeed ready for war."

Speaking of this, Gao Wen closed his eyes slightly, and the satellite top view of the entire dark mountain range came to his mind.

The dark mountains stretched out in Ansu and turned southward at the Tifeng border, forming a natural barrier. The mountains of the mountains gradually merged between the Tifeng and the newly-wound waste soils and merged into the earth.

He can almost outline the course of action of these Tifeng soldiers in his mind.

"I am worried that the infiltrated troops are more than this one," Gao Wen opened his eyes and looked at the two Tifeng prisoners who had been lying on the mat and had recovered some spirits. He walked over to them and looked down. "You know yourself. Who was captured?"

One of the prisoners looked at Gao Wen without fear. Although the pain made his face distorted, his voice was still calm: "I heard that you are Gao Wen Cecil."

"What do you want to confess?"

"The question, your people have already asked, they have not asked anything," the Titan soldier said with a stalk on his neck. "Even if you are really Gavin Cecil, we will not say anything."

"I know that you have companions, scattered into several teams lurking in the dark mountains, while surveying the map and infiltrating into Ansu. If I didn't guess wrong, you will even lurk in Ansu, waiting for the order. Destruction, right?” Gao Wen said calmly, with the knowledge of Gao Wen Cecil and his own agile thinking, he can easily think of these infiltration units after they successfully entered the enemy territory. What is the use of the game, and every time he says, the faces of the two captives are even worse. "Your intelligence is obviously wrong - I guess your commander describes Ansnan before you leave. The land of ... the barren land, no one to develop, defensive emptiness, taking advantage of the dark mountains to weather for a hundred years, right? So he is confident to let you run."

"No, we know your existence, cough... I know your pioneering collar," another prisoner said. "Cough... Our intelligence is better than you think, if you are really seven hundred years old. The big hero before... you must know that the times have changed..."