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Zhang Biao suddenly realized, "Good, good idea. But what if they don't come down from the mountain? Besides, they definitely won't all come out at once. What if they retaliate later?"
"Not come down? There's no water or food up there; how long can they hold out? If they haven't come down by dawn, we can go up and search," Zhao Hu sneered. "As long as we can capture one alive and torture him, I'm sure he will reveal where the Rebel Army's hideout is. Then we can join forces with the local government and city guards to wipe them out!"
Zhang Biao thought for a moment and felt that this plan was the most reliable for now. He nodded and said, "Alright, I will send my cousin Zhang Xinde to handle this matter. Let's mobilize our brothers. Zhao Hu, you take two men to stay by my side for protection."
"Rest assured, Lord Zhang," Zhao Hu patted his chest and promised, "This time, we will ensure the Rebel Army has no way back!"
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"Yes, Boss Lin, just do as I instructed. Tomorrow night, you'll see Lin Yu return home safely. Alright, I leave this to you."
Su Han hung up the phone and approached a vendor at the door. "I'll take two packs of premium tea leaves and a pack of candied fruit. What's this?"
"Young master, this is hawthorn cake made from hawthorn; it's sweet and sour. Buy a pack to try!"
"Alright, give me one pack."
Su Han paid and returned to the tavern. At this point, the tavern had closed down and become their temporary base.
Su Han placed the tea leaves and snacks on the table. "Su Yao, here are some candied fruits and this hawthorn cake for you to try."
"Thank you, Captain."
Su Yao was just a girl who enjoyed these snacks. Upon tasting the hawthorn cake, she found it sweet and sour but rather coarse in texture; after all, it was made from ordinary hawthorn boiled with sugar and then dried—mainly meant to satisfy the cravings of children from common families.
Su Han poured tea for everyone: "Brothers, let's assign tasks for tomorrow night's operation... Zhou Meng, you and Su Yao will head to Cui Ping Mountain tonight. Remember to bring enough food and water. After your mission succeeds, follow my instructions."
"Understood."
"What instructions?" Lin Yu asked curiously.
Su Han remained somewhat guarded around him: "Nothing much; just hand Zhang Yaozu over to them... Lin Yu, you and Zhao Gang will go rescue Lin Yu according to the address provided by Zhao Hu. There are only two people watching over Lin Yu; you should be able to handle it easily."
"Can you kill?" Zhao Gang asked eagerly.
Su Han nodded, "If there's resistance, kill without mercy!"
"Alright!" Zhao Gang immediately became excited.
"Wang Wu," Su Han turned to Wang Wu, "how's your archery? Do you have the guts to kill?"
Wang Wu's expression was impassive. "During my training in Tiandu, I had the most accurate archery among my peers... As for killing? You'll find out when the time comes."
Su Han felt relieved. He had never killed anyone before, and when it came down to it, he wasn't sure if he could even draw the bow.
"Su Han, is it too dangerous for just the two of you to go?" Lin Yu expressed some concern.
Su Han shook his head with a smile. "As long as we plan carefully, we can turn danger into safety. Lin Yu, if we complete this mission successfully, we'll definitely be rewarded when we return. This is something we've earned through our own abilities."
He emphasized the words "own abilities," intending to remind Lin Yu not to engage in any underhanded tactics behind the scenes.
Lin Yu was smart enough to understand the implication immediately. His face flushed slightly, and he said nothing more.
"Alright, Zhou Meng and Su Yao have heavy tasks ahead; they should rest well first." Su Han glanced at the time. "Wang Wu, everything's fine on Zhang Yaozu's side, right?"
"All good," Wang Wu replied nonchalantly. "I took care of that kid's arms; he won't escape."
What? He took off his arms?
Wang Wu was ruthless indeed. Su Han couldn't help but look at him with newfound respect.
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