The female anchor turned into the dean of an ancient academy

Zhang Tiecheng and Zhao Xiaojing were stunned for a moment, then their mouths gaped open, unable to close for a long moment, as if acupuncture points had been applied. They rubbed their eyes, wondering if they were hallucinating. It wasn't until Lu Qingyun smiled and walked over, lightly punching Zhang Tiecheng, that they finally woke up, shouting excitedly, "Lu Qingyun! It's really you! And Jiang You, Jiang Zuo, why are you here?"

"Oh my god, I thought we were finished!" Zhao Xiaojing patted his chest and said with lingering fear, "When we saw you guys coming in, we were both ready to fight to the death!"

Lu Qingyun's lips curled up slightly, revealing a relaxed smile as he explained, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. There is always a way out. We were just lucky to have run into the grain transport team of the Anti-Japanese Camp. With the student order of the academy, we gained the trust of the grain transport team and were able to sneak into the camp."

"I see!" Zhang Tiecheng suddenly realized, "I knew it, Qingyun must have a lot of tricks up his sleeve."

Zhao Xiaojing, standing beside him, still looked puzzled. "But...how can you be sure we'll come here? And how can you get here in time to rescue us?"

Lu Qingyun couldn't hide his smile at this time. He rubbed his philtrum and said, "Everyone in the academy knows about Da Zhuang's swift steps. He ran very fast with a flare. It's a bit like the fire or something that the dean told us about. Yes, the torchbearer! Jiang You, Jiang Zuo and I got three sets of armor from the Anti-Japanese Camp and were about to put them on when we saw Da Zhuang doing something. My first reaction was that all the members were exposed. I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat. But then I thought, except for Da Zhuang, no other areas had seen the flares launched, so I roughly guessed that one of our people was in the camp."

"Hahaha, I told you, Dazhuang is quite reliable at critical moments." Zhang Tiecheng joked with a smile.

"But then again, how did you get in? Did you knock all those soldiers out?"

"How could that be? We are good students who abide by the law." Zhao Xiaojing smiled and waved his hands. "We just sacrificed Dazhuang, got him injured, and lied that he was robbed by bandits, and then..."

"And then it was discovered?" Jiang Zuo interrupted.

"How is that possible!" Zhao Xiaojing said proudly, "We fooled them with our strength!"

Zhang Tiecheng looked at the people in front of him and thought to himself: These people are really shameless and will lie to the death without any compensation.

Lu Qingyun continued to tell Zhang Tiecheng and the others, "Our original plan was to cooperate with Zhang Buqu and his team, who are good swimmers. Zhang Buqu and his team would be responsible for leading the patrol to the muddy mudflats, which would delay the patrol's pursuit. We would take advantage of this opportunity to complete our mission and then set traps to ensure sufficient time for our evacuation. Unfortunately, plans always change, and we didn't expect you to enter the anti-Japanese camp as well. However, the result is good, and the plan can be considered a success. It was just hard work for Dazhuang."

Zhao Xiaojing nodded in praise. "I see. Your response strategies are truly flexible. The dean was right about your team. Every one of you is incredibly talented."

"No." Lu Qingyun waved his hand embarrassedly, "It was just forced out in a critical moment. Now is not the time to be polite. Before those soldiers find out, let's finish the business and leave here."

Zhao Xiaojing and Zhang Tiecheng then realized that they were still in danger. They nodded, put away their surprise, cheered up, and cooperated with the actions of Lu Qingyun and others.

After Zhang Tiecheng finished copying the garrison distribution map, and Lu Qingyun and the others had already fully documented the armory's status, the mission was largely accomplished. The most crucial issue now was how these people could safely evacuate.

The five of them cautiously left the tent, carefully avoiding the remaining guards and observation posts. Following Lu Qingyun's instructions, they hurried toward their designated location outside the camp. Occasionally exchanging brief conversations, they moved forward in tacit understanding under the dim starlight, fearing the slightest sound of their soles hitting the ground. They knew that any mistake at this moment would mean the end of all their efforts.

The river wind that night was particularly fierce, stinging people's cheeks. Five figures in the darkness blended into the night, silently moving deeper into the river. No one asked why, perhaps they knew in their hearts that the real test had just begun.

Inside the anti-Japanese camp's tent, military advisor Chen Jingxing sat upright, his face etched with a solemn expression. The sand table before him was covered in small flags of various colors. He held a white chess piece in his hand, tapping it gently against the tabletop, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"These young people are quite interesting," Chen Jingxing thought to himself. "Luring the tiger away from the mountain, concealing the truth from the world, these strategies may be complicated, but they are executed quite well. It seems that Dean Cen and Supervisor Li have invested a lot of money this time. These students really have some real skills."

"However..." Chen Jingxing changed the subject, a gleam in his eyes, "They are still too young and lack actual combat experience. They only care about the immediate goal and ignore the overall planning. The most important thing about intelligence work is thoroughness. Any negligence in a detail can lead to mission failure. Especially safe evacuation."

He put down the chess piece in his hand, and his eyes swept across the small flags on the sand table representing Zhang Tiecheng and others, and finally stopped at the awkward position of Qianlin Mountain.

"This road is the only way they must take to evacuate to Linkang Prefecture. As long as we set up an ambush here..."

Thinking of this, a flicker of determination flashed in Chen Jingxing's eyes. He stood up suddenly and shouted to the guards outside the tent: "Come here!"

"General, what are your orders?" The two personal guards immediately opened the tent curtain, knelt on one knee, and saluted with their fists clasped.

Chen Jingxing's eyes were sharp as torches, and he gave the order in a deep voice, "Pass the order down. Wei Gang will lead a team of men and horses to the front of Linshan Aokou immediately. They must intercept all suspicious individuals!"

"Yes, sir!" Wei Gang took the order and left.

Chen Jingxing stared at the sand table, his fingers tapping lightly on the tabletop, his eyes gleaming with wisdom. "Young man, learn the rules of battlefield survival. When you really face the enemy, it won't be so easy," he muttered to himself. "Next, let me see what else you have."

He raised his head again and shouted loudly outside the tent: "Liu Yilong!"

A burly soldier opened the tent curtain, strode in, knelt on one knee, saluted with his fists, and said, "I am here!"

"Lead a team and rush to the river mouth immediately. Keep a close eye on them. Don't pursue them onto the mudflats or they'll fall into your trap!"

Wei Gang clasped his fists in acceptance and turned to leave. A moment later, the sound of horse hooves could be heard as the group disappeared into the night. Liu Yilong also accepted the order and left, leading his men straight to the river's mouth.

Chen Jingxing looked at the sand table, a smug smile on his face, and muttered to himself, "Dean Cen, your students are still too young. I'm afraid they're still far behind us in actual combat. This time, I'll teach you a lesson."