Kingdom of Corrosion
Chapter 812 - 363: Nighttime Q&A_3

Chapter 812: Chapter 363: Nighttime Q&A_3

Lin Meng thought for a while, then asked, "Did you choose to assassinate the General at the headquarters entrance for these reasons, or did you find reasons to justify assassinating the General at the headquarters entrance?" Is it because of the vinegar bought for dumplings, or because of the dumplings that come with a dish of vinegar?

Lin Wu’s annoyance turned into fury as he flicked a finger, "Are you doubting me?"

"No," Lin Meng answered, covering his forehead, aggrieved.

"You can doubt me."

"I’m not doubting you."

Lin Wu said, "If you have a better plan..."

"No." Humph, just knows how to bully me, let’s see you flick Stone!

Stone: Girl, he dares, not only does he dare, but he’s also done it before.

Lin Wu said, "The main problem is that we can’t finish reading all these documents, and it would take even longer to weigh the pros and cons from within them. Better to just make it quick and simple."

"Oh."

"Alright, stop pouting, I’ll let you flick it back." Lin Wu stretched out his forehead.

"Really?"

"Really."

Lin Meng promptly warmed her fingers with her breath, aimed at Lin Wu’s forehead, ready to summon the strength of countless grudges into one point. She couldn’t help but smile at the thought. But just as her finger was about to flick forward, Lin Wu opened his eyes and leaned his head back slightly, moved, he grabbed Lin Meng’s hand, "You’re really kind."

"I..."

Lin Wu didn’t wait for Lin Meng to finish speaking, released her hand, "I’ll go check out the escape route."

Lin Wu left the apartment, the unit opposite was the neighbor’s, and in front of the neighbor’s door was a virtual sign: Unusable. Lin Wu walked up the stairs toward the roof, but unfortunately, the rooftop was sealed off. However, Lin Wu found that from the corridor window across the way, the headquarters was only about 50 meters away. He could totally snipe the General from the window sill.

But there was a big problem. There were many residents in the apartment building, over 20 households along the corridor alone. Eight o’clock in the morning should be the peak time for people to leave home, wouldn’t it be a bit inappropriate to hold a long gun aimed at the headquarters? Besides, the residents living around the headquarters building must have some connections to the headquarters.

A pistol was an option, a high-silenced one at that. He could pretend to be enjoying the view by the window and then just raise his hand and fire. But the problem with pistols was the range—they couldn’t shoot 50 meters. A normal pistol could of course reach 50 meters, but as previously mentioned in the text, even rifles without range enhancements had a range of only 40-50 meters in the game.

Since he had decided on a lazy man’s strategy, he must address any issues that arose. Lin Wu immediately descended the stairs, the sky just beginning to brighten. As soon as he stepped out of the apartment building, he quickly turned and ducked back in; two patrolling German soldiers were passing by just three meters in front of him. After the patrolmen had passed, Lin Wu tried to press the car key but found no button. There were three sedans parked next to the apartment; Lin Wu tried each and confirmed the third black Mercedes was his.

Lin Wu took out a map, checked the bearings, and confirmed the route. Didn’t want to end up going the wrong way when it was time to flee.

After preparing these steps, Lin Wu felt very ready and returned to the safe house. Upon entering, Lin Meng was quite excited, "Lin Wu, look what I found!"

"A stick?" Lin Wu had no idea it was called a baguette.

"Stick? Maybe, but it’s edible." Lin Meng broke the baguette in half and passed one piece over, "There’s also milk, red wine, cheese, flour, coal for fuel, and I found some meat too. We have some time now, and I want to try making a dish I’ve been thinking of."

Lin Wu cautiously asked, "What dish?"

"French cuisine."

"What’s the name?"

"How about ’Red Wine Minced Meat Noodles’?"

Lin Wu asked, "Mixed?"

"Could make it a soup too."

As they spoke, Lin Wu felt a slight vibration. Looking down from the window, he saw a trishaw followed by a light tank passing by on the road.

This might be a task suggestion, but who cares about that? They were about to eat red wine noodles, and even life itself didn’t seem that important. Can you not eat? She’s so enthusiastic, would you really have the heart to say no? Besides, if it came time to cook, and he spoke now, he might end up being the one to cook.

It’s just a bite, right? Won’t kill me, no worries.

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