Official excuse: I've put you on patrol in Handong, and the whole province is in a panic.

Ma Yue's voice came through the headphones.

"One team in position, the area outside the west wall is safe."

Luo Jun continued, "The second team is in position. There are people playing cards in the workers' dormitory on the south side, but no signs of them going out have been found."

Yang Hong's voice came from the other end.

"The surveillance footage has been taken over. The four cameras in the northwest corner of the factory area will maintain their original feeds for a 40-minute time window."

Li Chengyang whispered, "The factory security team's first patrol has returned to the gatehouse. There are seven of them, carrying iron bars, and they haven't found anything unusual."

Zhou Weiguo sat in the driver's seat of the oil tanker, looking at his watch.

"The oil tanker's pressure pump is working properly, and the hoses have been connected."

Changshan pressed down on the earpiece.

"Operation begins."

Two special police officers in dark training uniforms climbed over the west wall and landed without hitting the metal sheeting next to the wall. Changshan followed behind, carrying wire cutters and silent demolition tools.

Ma Yue led the two men along the wall through the abandoned freight passage, while Luo Jun stood guard at the outer intersection, his eyes fixed on the occasional headlights of passing cars in the distance.

The iron gate outside the oil depot was locked, the lock head rusted black. Changshan glanced at it but didn't rush to touch it.

"Yang Hong, check the security camera footage at the entrance."

Yang Hong said, "The footage is frozen, but the monitoring room on the factory security team's side shows everything is normal."

Changshan inserted the tool into the keyhole and slowly turned his wrist. The lock cylinder made a soft sound, and the SWAT officer next to him immediately held the lock head to prevent it from hitting the iron gate.

The iron gate opened a crack, and a strong smell of gasoline wafted out through the vent.

Ma Yue frowned.

"These guys are really daring to pile things up."

Changshan said in a low voice, "Speak less, check the bins."

The special police turned on the red light mode of their flashlights. Rows of oil drums were placed against the wall in the warehouse, and sacks and old machines were piled up outside, obviously to block the view of outsiders.

Li Chengyang crept in from the other side and squatted down to examine the marks on the ground.

"People come here often; the footprints are fresh, and the cigarette butts are fresh too."

Changshan glanced at the cigarette butt, stomped on it, and stomped on it repeatedly, his face darkening.

"Smoking in the oil depot...that's fucking disgusting..."

Ma Yue took the hose out of the bag.

"Extract the inner layer first."

Zhou Weiguo turned on the pressure pump outside the wall, and the hose went through an old drainage hole at the base of the wall. The special police used black tape to fix the joint, and then gently moved the outer oil drum open a crack.

After inserting the first pipe into the oil drum, Zhou Weiguo reported in a low voice.

"Start the oil extraction."

The hose bulged, and gasoline flowed along the pipeline to the oil truck outside the wall. The modified oil storage tank inside the truck had no lights, only faint numbers jumping on the instrument panel.

Changshan watched the oil level drop and gave the order in a low voice.

"Draw one-third of each bucket out, leaving the exterior untouched, then add water to the inner layer using the sand bucket."

Ma Yue said, "Understood."

Time passed slowly, and the air in the oil depot became increasingly stuffy. Changshan raised his hand to signal for a personnel rotation.

Just as the third row of oil drums was emptied, a shout suddenly came from the direction of the gatehouse.

"Who's over there?"

Li Chengyang immediately pressed the earpiece.

"The factory security team has come out, three people, heading towards the northwest corner."

Changshan looked at Ma Yue.

"According to the contingency plan."

Without saying a word, Ma Yue turned around, crawled out through the back door, went around to the other side of the factory, picked up a broken brick, and smashed it against the old tin shed.

With a loud clang, the tin shed made an exceptionally jarring noise.

The factory security team immediately turned around.

"There are people over there!"

"Grab him!"

"Were they sent by the Shanshui Group?"

Ma Yue took off running, deliberately stepping on the gravel to make a noticeable noise.

Seven or eight members of the factory security team rushed out of the gatehouse, carrying sticks, and chased after them to the east.

"stop!"

"Don't run!"

"You son of a bitch, daring to steal!"

Luo Jun said into the earpiece, "The factory security team has been lured away, leaving only two gatekeepers."

Li Chengyang added.

The remaining two didn't move; one was smoking, and the other was on the phone.

Changshan stared at the oil drum.

"continue."

Zhou Weiguo's side also sped up.

"The first truck is almost full, the second truck is ready to take over."

Yang Hong said, "Someone in the factory's monitoring room got up; they probably heard the noise."

Changshan frowned.

"Can you hold them off?"

Yang Hong did not hesitate.

"I had the monitoring host restart once, giving them a system failure."

Almost simultaneously, the screen in the security room of Dafeng Factory flickered, and the old security guard sitting in the chair cursed.

"This piece of junk is broken again."

People nearby crowded around.

"Did someone just run past to the east?"

The old security guard patted the monitor.

"You're asking me? Who should I ask? This security camera malfunctions every few days. I'll have Lao Zheng find someone to fix it tomorrow."

Inside the oil depot, Ma Yue ran half a circle around the abandoned workshop, leading the factory security team to a breach in the wall, where he tossed a coat over the wall.

The factory security team rushed over.

"I've bypassed the Great Firewall!"

"Chase!"

"Quickly, get people to block the outside!"

Ma Yue scurried back from the other side, hiding behind a pile of waste materials. Only after the factory security team had chased them out of the factory area did he whisper, "Induction complete, they've left the factory."

Changshan said, "Don't take the same route back."

"clear."

Zhou Weiguo said into the earpiece, "First truck fully loaded, evacuate."

Luo Jun immediately responded.

"The outer road is safe, the first vehicle will take the northern route."

The first oil tanker did not turn on its lights. It slowly backed up along the abandoned side road to the back of the main road, and only drove into the darkness when there were no other vehicles in the distance.

The second vehicle was covered with a regular cargo tarpaulin, and a hose was connected to it near the outside of the wall.

Changshan looked at the remaining oil drums, sweat dripping down his face. He didn't wipe it away, but simply tightened his gloves.

"Faster!"

Li Chengyang squatted by the door, listening for any sounds.

"Some of the factory security team members have returned. Their footsteps are disordered, so they probably didn't catch up with Ma Yue."

Changshan said, "Leave the outer layer untouched, and pump out the last six barrels from the inner layer."

Zhou Weiguo said, "The second vehicle has enough capacity."

......

Inside the gatehouse, the foreman of the factory security team was making a phone call to Zheng Xipo.

"Chairman Zheng, someone just climbed over the wall and came in, but we chased them out."

Zheng Xipo on the other end of the phone had clearly just been woken up.

"Have you caught them yet?"

"We didn't catch it; it ran pretty fast."

"Have you found a good spot at the oil depot?"

The leader turned around and looked at the northwest corner.

"Look, the door lock is fine."

Zheng Xipo sighed.

"Okay, it's fine!"

the other side.

Changshan had already pulled out the last hose, and the special police put the outer oil drum back in place, arranged the inner empty drum and replacement drum alternately, hung the door lock back in its original position, and swept away the footprints on the ground with an old burlap sack.

Changshan whispered, "Withdraw."

Ma Yue circled back to the west wall from behind the waste pile and was the last to climb out.

When the security team arrived at the oil depot, they saw that the iron gate was locked and covered with a layer of dust. Inside, oil drums were vaguely visible, just like what they had seen before.

A young worker frowned.

"Shall we go in and take a look?"

The foreman cursed, "You have the key? The key is with Chairman Zheng. What are you doing making a fuss in the middle of the night? As long as the door isn't open, that's fine."

Another person said, "That guy ran really fast; he must have been sent by the Shanshui Group to scout ahead."

The henchman stomped out the cigarette butt.

"Everyone be alert tonight, those bastards from Shanshui Group might actually try to force us."