Chapter 414 A Sudden Sound!

Amidst the wind and rain.

He nodded and lowered his voice, saying, "No problem, leave it to me."

On that elevated platform above the standing water.

Cold raindrops slid continuously off the edge of his tactical helmet, splashing onto his mud-stained tactical uniform.

After saying those words.

Yan Poyue reached out and wiped the water off his goggles. Although he was facing the danger of being deep in enemy territory, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

But mysteriously, he felt his blood begin to burn.

That feeling of boiling blood filled his entire body, even dispelling the bone-chilling cold brought by the heavy rain.

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One must know that Yan Poyue was a top-tier scholar who graduated from Tsinghua and Peking University.

From childhood to adulthood, no matter what kind of hellishly difficult exam papers or research topics he faced, he could always look down on his peers with a crushing posture.

He joined the Special Front in the first place.

On one hand, it was due to experiences brought about by chance.

On the other hand, it was because he loved challenging things in his very bones.

If he hadn't taken this path filled with gunpowder and crisis.

With his excellent conditions in all aspects, whether it was joining a large company with generous benefits or entering those stable official departments.

He could have easily achieved proud results and lived a privileged life that everyone envied.

However, it was precisely because he liked challenging things.

That he resolutely gave up those smooth paths and joined the Special Front to execute missions that could be described as narrow escapes from death.

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And this conversation of theirs, held in low voices amidst the storm.

Was transformed into encrypted electronic signals via the high-sensitivity communication equipment embedded inside the helmet, crossing a vast spatial distance.

It was clearly transmitted back to the domestic Logistics Center hall.

Inside the spacious and quiet command hall, there was only the low hum of large servers running.

In front of the command console.

The Old General had his hands behind his back.

This battle-hardened Old Chief let his gaze linger for a few extra seconds on the perspective representing Yan Poyue on the large screen.

Regarding Yan Poyue, the scholar who joined the special ops team with high academic qualifications.

The Old General naturally knew of him, and had paid special attention when looking at his files.

Watching the young man's resolute performance in the wind and rain on the screen.

A flash of unmasked admiration crossed the old man's eyes.

In fact, just as the other party had finished his selection training, the Old General had even thought about having someone approach him to keep him in their General Armament Department.

However, after the Old General had someone express this intent to him.

That scholar, who looked quite refined and quiet, had refused without the slightest hesitation.

The reason at the time was simple: he wanted to go to the front lines of the Special Front to experience the most authentic challenges.

Looking at it now, this piece of good steel was indeed being used on the blade's edge.

In this critical moment of being surrounded by enemy forces and needing heavy fire cover for retreat at any time, the decisiveness he displayed was not inferior to that of veterans.

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At the same time.

Standing at the edge of the command hall was Xiao Wang, a subordinate from logistics.

His gaze was also tightly fixed on the footage parameters sent back by Yan Poyue on the secondary screen.

Compared to the Old General's praise.

Xiao Wang's current state could be described as absolutely terrible.

The heart in his chest was pounding like a drum, beating so hard that he could hear the thumping echoes in his own eardrums.

His throat was dry, and the fresh sweat seeping from his forehead matted the hair at his temples together.

Because that completely unreliable grey plastic Firefighting Parent-Child Pistol was the one the other party had chosen.

Earlier, in Minister Liu's office.

Although Xiao Wang had found from the system list that the other party, just to be safe, had also selected a proper specialized weapon as his primary equipment.

That situation had indeed allowed him to breathe a brief sigh of relief.

But at this moment, looking at the suffocating ratio of enemies to allies on the large screen, and the infiltration environment that required absolute silence to survive.

His heart was still quite unsettled.

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At this moment, uneasy emotions were growing wildly in Xiao Wang's mind like weeds.

He was truly afraid that while executing this infiltration mission where there was no room for error, the other party might have a lapse in judgment and carry that broken toy gun on him.

Any tiny variable on the battlefield is fatal.

That thing was essentially a children's toy marketed from Little Factory Director Li's livestream!

'If that kind of children's toy suddenly makes some kind of musical sound, wouldn't that be the death of him?' This thought emerged in his mind.

Xiao Wang's fingers tightly gripped the seams of his uniform trousers.

He couldn't help but start imagining the most terrifying scenes in his head.

Imagining Yan Poyue crouching there to avoid the enemy's searchlights, only for the toy gun in his bag to suddenly...

"Beep~"

And then,

Xiao Wang was completely dumbfounded.

Because inside the quiet and oppressive Logistics Center hall.

From the external speaker connected to the frontline tactical channel, specifically used to play tactical communication between team members.

A clear "Beep—" actually rang out!

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This sound seemed particularly ear-piercing in the silence of the logistics hall where one could hear a pin drop.

And that sound was heard clearly by every veteran military engineer and staff officer present; it did not belong to any kind of conventional tactical communication static.

There was no rustle of electromagnetic interference, nor the background noise of a walkie-talkie turning on.

It was just a very sudden beep.

Like the sound of some unknown electronic device connecting to power and starting up.

Crisp, loud, and carrying a sense of abruptness that was completely out of tune with the battlefield atmosphere.

As this sound came through.

The sound of typing on keyboards stopped.

All actions in the hall were paused in this instant.

Everyone in the Logistics Center was completely stunned.