At thirty, I started my comeback from the intelligence system.

Inside the wall is the storage area, where densely packed containers resemble a steel jungle, casting intricate shadows under the dim lighting.

The air was filled with a mixture of rust, seaweed, and chemical odors.

In the distance came the dull sound of waves crashing against the shore, and the occasional ship whistle.

"Stay close to me, and watch out for the cameras below and above. I'll walk in front, so pay attention to my hand gestures."

Zhao Longsheng lowered his voice and spoke through the throat microphone.

He put on night vision goggles, and the world before him appeared eerily green, with every detail clearly visible.

The two moved swiftly through the gaps between the shipping containers, like ghosts.

Zhao Longsheng seemed to be extremely skilled in stealth and reconnaissance, always managing to avoid patrolling security guards and fixed cameras in advance.

Chen Geng followed closely, his curiosity about the identity of this "Brother Zhao" growing stronger.

This is definitely not the skill and equipment that an ordinary veteran could have.

Based on the approximate location of "Sector B" provided by the intelligence system, they made their way deeper into the dock.

The deeper you go, the higher and denser the containers are stacked, the narrower and more winding the passageways become, and the fewer lights there are.

However, the density of patrols also appears to have increased accordingly.

Every now and then you can see men in security uniforms or plain clothes, with wary eyes, walking by in twos and threes, carrying walkie-talkies and high-powered flashlights.

"The security is tighter than expected!"

Zhao Longsheng stopped behind a pile of shipping containers and signaled Chen Geng to take cover.

They had just evaded a four-man patrol.

"They're not like ordinary dock security guards; they're more like... professional bodyguards or thugs. Lu Jiahao has invested a lot here."

"Team Leader Yang may be detained in a more central area."

Chen Geng said in a low voice, his heart pounding.

Time passed by, and it was almost four in the morning.

They made several attempts to approach the center of Area B, but were blocked by tight patrols and cameras.

Zhao Longsheng tried to interfere with the cameras using a special pen-shaped device, but found that the surveillance system here seemed to be independent and had a backup power supply. Forcibly interfering with it might trigger an alarm.

"Forced entry won't work; we'll have to find a way to sneak in!"

Zhao Longsheng observed his surroundings. "It's almost dawn. After dawn, there will be more people around, making it harder to move around. We need to find a way in before dawn."

Chen Geng was getting a little anxious. The intelligence only provided a general area, not specific coordinates.

Searching for each container in such a large storage yard is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Moreover, the other party has likely already moved Yang Yongchao.

Just then, a deep engine roar came from afar.

A medium-sized van slowly drove along the internal road of the yard towards the depths of Zone B.

The truck had the logo of a seafood company printed on it, but the cargo compartment was closed, so it was impossible to tell what was inside.

"A delivery truck?" Chen Geng's eyes lit up.

Zhao Longsheng noticed it too. He glanced in the direction the truck had come from, then at the gate guarded by two men where the truck was about to enter, and whispered:

"This car should be able to get in... Let's follow it and see if there's a chance!"

Using the shipping container as cover, the two men hung far behind the truck.

The truck stopped at the gate, the driver got out, said a few words to the guard, and then handed him a pack of cigarettes.

The guard shone his flashlight on the carriage, seemingly checking the seals, then waved for it to pass.

"Is it delivering supplies?" Zhao Longsheng narrowed his eyes. "Follow it; maybe we can find where they're being held."

It's easier said than done.

Once the truck has entered, the gate will close again very quickly.

Forcibly breaking through the gate is unrealistic...

Just as the two were at their wits' end, another, even noisier sound came from behind.

Two dirty dump trucks loaded with construction waste drove up from the dock operation area, followed by a small van with several sleepy-eyed workers wearing hard hats and reflective vests inside.

"They're cleaning up construction waste, and there are also workers on the early shift."

Chen Geng understood instantly.

Some areas of the dock may be undergoing renovation or repair, and garbage trucks come and go daily, as do workers.

Zhao Longsheng also saw an opportunity!

"Garbage trucks are too conspicuous to follow. Workers' trucks... there's a chance! Xiao Chen, you wait here, I'll go 'borrow' a couple of sets of clothes."

After saying that, before Chen Geng could react, Zhao Longsheng disappeared into the shadows like a ghost.

Ten minutes later, he returned silently, carrying two bulging woven bags.

"Change into these quickly." He tossed a bag to Chen Geng.

When Chen Geng opened it, he found two sets of old work clothes covered in dust and paint, two yellow safety helmets, two reflective vests, and even two crumpled name tags with illegible photos.

It was obviously "borrowed" from a temporary prefabricated house where some workers were resting.

The two quickly changed into work clothes, put on safety helmets, and put on reflective vests over them.

Chen Geng has a well-proportioned build, and his work clothes fit him fairly well.

Zhao Longsheng has well-defined muscles, and his work clothes are a bit tight, but this is not so noticeable when he puts on a large reflective vest.

They stuffed their clothes and equipment into a gap in an empty shipping container and hid them.

"Remember, we are workers from 'Hongfa Construction' now, here at Pier 3, Block B7, to repair a damaged drainage ditch. The foreman is called 'Old Zhang,' and if you ask, just say he sent us to clean up the site first."

Zhao Longsheng quickly gave instructions: "Try to talk as little as possible, keep your head down and work. Follow the other workers and blend in."

They pulled their hats down low and blended into the back of the group of workers who had just parked their cars, were gathered together smoking, and were waiting for the foreman to give them instructions.

The workers didn't seem to know each other very well, and since it was still dark, no one noticed the two unfamiliar faces.

Soon, a foreman-like man wearing a red hard hat came over, counted the number of people, and shouted:

"Is everyone here? Let's go, we have a lot of work today. We need to backfill the area we dug up in Zone B7 quickly, so as not to delay the unloading later!"

The workers responded listlessly, picked up shovels, picks and other tools, and followed the foreman toward the sluice gate.

Chen Geng and Zhao Longsheng followed suit, grabbing two shovels from the pile of tools nearby, carrying them on their shoulders, and following at the back of the group with their heads down.

Upon arriving at the gate, the guard clearly recognized the foreman, greeted him, glanced at the queue casually, and waved for them to pass.

There are many workers coming and going from the dock in the early morning, but their group is inconspicuous.

We finally got in!

Chen Geng felt slightly relieved, but his nerves remained tense. They were now on the outer edge of Zone B, but had already entered the central area.

The next step was to find an opportunity to break away from the group and locate the exact location where Yang Yongchao was being held.

The foreman led them to a relatively open area where a deep trench had been dug in the ground, with sand, gravel, and cement piled up beside it.

The foreman assigned tasks: some people mixed cement, some filled soil, and some compacted it.

"You two, new here? Go over there and clear the scattered bricks out, pile them up properly, don't block the way."