"Since we're going to cooperate, what we need to do now is to control the situation in the prison." Chen Ang nodded and said to the Samsara team, "The reason why we don't need O'Connor now is that keeping him locked up can save us a lot of trouble." Zhang Ziqiang glanced at O'Connor, who was curled up in the cell, and shrugged. "Then let him stay here."
Chen Ang turned to Zhang Ziqiang and said, "You should have a storage device. Please give me some tools and gold. If you have medicine and weapons, that would be even better. I will pay you according to the market price after the mission is over."
Zhang Ziqiang gave Hong Fan a look and asked him to pass a ring that looked like an ordinary silver ring to Chen Ang. At the same time, he said, "Since we're working together now, there's no need for these resources. I'm lending you this storage ring. The resources inside are also what we should provide for this mission. "
Chen Ang looked through the resources in the storage ring. When he saw three standard bases of weapons and ammunition, he nodded to himself. When he saw some electronic equipment and even medicine, his eyes lit up. He thought to himself, Zhang Ziqiang's team is indeed not an unorganized and chaotic team. Reincarnated travelers are very similar to special agents in a sense. Logistics are the most important.
In some special environments, the preparation of relevant resources was even more important than martial strength.
Electronic equipment, technology, and even living resources, gold, in most storylines, could play a direct and unexpected role. In a world like the mummy world, there was no need for direct action. Reincarnated travelers could complete the mission with the resources in their hands.
Seeing that Chen Ang was quite satisfied, Hong Fan smiled and added, "There are also some magical and mysterious resources, but Professor Chen, you're an expert in technology, so you probably don't need these … If it wasn't for the god forbidding us from directly controlling the relevant storylines, we wouldn't have troubled you." His words were a hidden warning.
Chen Ang knew very well what he meant: If it wasn't for the god forbidding us from using certain methods, we wouldn't have needed you at all.
Of course, Chen Ang would not take his warning to heart. Instead, he felt that the level of experience in this team was not bad. If it was someone who would fly into a rage out of humiliation over such a small matter, then Hong Fan's warning would be just the thing to make him realize his place. However, Chen Ang did not need such a warning to remind himself.
He organized the resources in his storage ring as he replied casually, "But you shouldn't be restricted by this kind of restriction."
"Most of the time, the Lord God only prohibits the mind control of the relevant storyline characters, or even strengthens the mental resistance of the relevant characters. If you have a true mind control expert, such as a certain bald professor in the United States, it won't be difficult for him to break through the resistance set by the Lord God and forcefully control him. Also, your methods are too crude. "
Chen Ang stopped arranging the medicine in his hand and said, "In a world without supernatural abilities and magic, there are still people who use power, threats, fear, psychological suggestions, scientific methods, threats, and drugs to control others. Threatening and controlling is an art, and it is one of the most important methods for you."
"As I said, Samsara travelers and agents are very similar. They both go to the same place and carry out related missions. Their methods include infiltration, deception, control, and killing. Although your missions are more bizarre and complicated, your methods are also more diverse. Obviously, any elite agent in your position would have done a better job. "
"But you have no intention of receiving relevant training at all."
Chen Ang looked up and asked in surprise, "This is not a matter of ability, but a matter of thinking. How to carry out missions, how to make breakthroughs, how to overcome difficulties, the relevant countries have accumulated a wealth of experience with hundreds of years of research. This is a valuable asset. You can easily get it, but you are dismissive of it? Is it arrogance? Or stupidity? "
Zhang Ziqiang was speechless.
Chen Ang concluded, "When you entered God's Space, you were all ordinary people and lacked the ability to look at problems from the perspective of the government and those with the ability to deal with complex things. I have only been trained by the relevant departments for a few days, and I know more than you do."
As Chen Ang said this, he came to the front of a prison cell that held a type of prisoner. He showed a gold bar about 50 grams and asked in the local language and English, "Who knows the terrain and building structure of this place, the defense of the prison guards, and related information? If you tell me, you will get this gold bar and have the honor to join us and gain freedom. "
The prisoners in the prison listened greedily to the gold in his hand. Someone shook the bars desperately and howled, "I know! Let me out, and I will tell you immediately! "Someone shouted," Is that true? Let us check the gold! "
Chen Ang picked up the revolver in his hand and fired six shots at the loudest and noisiest person. The loud gunshots calmed everyone down, and his voice reached everyone's ears faintly. "Who is the boss here now? He'll get a chance to talk to me. If he tells me what's going on here, then the gold is his. If he tells me who knows what's going on here. If he tells me the people who know the information, then I still have a gold bar to offer. But as you can see, I don't have much patience to wait. "
Qian Cunhou saw that Chen Ang did not even blink and killed a prisoner in the cell. He was so scared that he trembled and hid behind Hong Fan. Hong Fan looked at him disdainfully but did not stop him.
Chen Ang's coldness made the prisoners in the prison see a familiar shadow. Despotism, coldness, and power. They were very familiar with this atmosphere. They meekly pushed a very unkempt man, who looked like he had been here for a long time, in front of Chen Ang. Chen Ang went forward and asked about the relevant information here in the local language.
A moment later, he locked the man alone in their original cell and handed him the gold bar.
Returning to the team, Chen Ang explained the situation in a low voice. "There are a total of 54 prison guards and three military policemen here. Nine of them are the warden's trusted aides. The warden is the local tyrant here and has the most authority. However, there are still some subordinates under him. The team that we subdued is one of them. There are also three or four brothers who have prestige among the prison guards."
"The prison doctor, priest, and treasurer don't have military strength, but they have a special status and are key figures."
"Under special circumstances, the warden has the possibility of asking the local military police for help. Of course, he doesn't know the situation here yet. At most, he will think that it is a prisoner riot. He will only organize people to suppress it and will not ask for help from the colonial government's military police for the time being."
"There are two entrances to the prison, one at the front and one at the back. There are two layers of checkpoints at each door, and eight people are stationed there." As Chen Ang spoke, he accurately drew the floor plan of the prison on the ground and explained, "Here, here, and here are the iron gates. This is the warden's office, and this is the gallows. The prison guards should set up obstacles at these key locations."
After saying that, Chen Ang raised his head and asked, "With this information, how long do you need to take down this prison?"
Hong Fan showed a relaxed smile. "Easy!"
Chen Ang said easily, "I'm a scientist in charge of technology, so I won't participate. First, do some related preliminary research on these prisoners and familiarize yourself with the operation. Oh right! If these prison guards can be captured alive, it's best to keep them alive. They are our human resources in the future. We have to reduce waste! Human life is precious! "
Hong Fan still wanted to laugh at Chen Ang's benevolent heart, but he heard him finish the next sentence leisurely. "In our laboratory, the most basic human test subject costs 200,000 yuan! Human life is money! In order to save money, we will make their deaths worthwhile. Sometimes, there are five or six experiments. If we can squeeze them, we will squeeze them and reuse them to save money for the country! "
Hong Fan's body trembled. He forever dispelled the idea of laughing at Chen Ang's benevolent heart. What a joke, those scientists were like lunatics. In his heart, scientists, especially biological scientists, were probably cold and indifferent, dissecting people into slices.
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