The country entrusted me to buy an aircraft carrier, Hou Liangping, do you dare to investigate?

He took a deep breath, realizing he was at a crossroads. The situation was complex and unpredictable; the enemy could appear at any moment, and every choice he made carried unforeseen risks. What he needed now was to strike unexpectedly, break the enemy's mental framework, and create a completely new escape route for himself.

“We must break with convention,” Huang Feipeng muttered to himself, his lips twitching slightly. In that instant, some seemingly unrelated thoughts surfaced in his mind: his quick thinking during that raid mission years ago, how he single-handedly escaped the pursuers' encirclement… These past experiences seemed to be guiding him in the right direction.

In this moment of deep thought, Huang Feipeng realized that he no longer needed a simple escape route; what he needed was a complete "unexpected surprise." This was not only to catch the enemy off guard, but also to completely overturn their expectations, making it impossible for them to understand his next move.

He lowered his head, looking at the old map in his hand, his finger rapidly tracing its surface. It was a seemingly inconspicuous path, extending from the end of the stairs to an abandoned factory area. Outside this factory area lay a frequently overlooked alleyway that connected to the route he had just considered. However, this alleyway was extremely well-hidden, unlikely to be discovered by outsiders, and the enemy would never expect him to choose such a secluded route.

But Huang Feipeng didn't intend to rely solely on this path. He had a deeper plan in mind—to use the fog in the factory area to create an illusion, deceiving the enemy's vision and making them believe that he hadn't left the original location but had instead disappeared on another conspicuous passage. In this way, the enemy would confidently track the "false trail" he had left behind, while he himself could take the opportunity to detour and quietly escape while the enemy's attention was diverted.

His mind had already quickly laid out the steps. Huang Feipeng slapped his cheeks hard, took a deep breath, and began to silently rehearse every possible scenario in his mind.

"Let's go through that road first, to give the enemy a false impression," he muttered to himself. His gaze hardened. Huang Feipeng readjusted his position, preparing to head towards the factory area. He knew time was of the essence; he had to complete all the preparations before the enemy arrived.

His steps were unwavering, growing lighter with each stride. With each step, Huang Feipeng mentally calculated the distance to the enemy while simultaneously observing his surroundings. He dared not relax; any moment of carelessness could render all his previous efforts futile.

As he approached the abandoned factory, Huang Feipeng suddenly stopped. His heart pounded wildly, almost uncontrollably. In that instant, he heard sounds in the distance—the footsteps of the enemy. He abruptly ducked and quickly hid in the shadows.

He leaned against the wall, his head pressed tightly against the cold cement, trying to slow his breathing. At that moment, he could almost feel the weight of the air, as if the entire world was pressing down on him. The enemy didn't notice his presence; their footsteps grew closer until they faded into the distance.

Huang Feipeng felt slightly relieved, but he didn't let his guard down. Although the enemy hadn't yet discovered him, he knew that every step from now on was fraught with uncertainty. He had to remain highly vigilant and be ready to respond to any changes that might occur.

He continued forward, each step incredibly cautious. As he approached the corner of the abandoned factory area, Huang Feipeng suddenly stopped. A new idea flashed through his mind, an idea that instantly changed his plans—he decided to temporarily alter his route, using the factory's structure to confuse the enemy.

"Perhaps we can utilize the factory's old pipes," Huang Feipeng thought to himself. He quickly assessed the feasibility of this plan: the factory contained many dilapidated equipment and abandoned pipes. Although the environment was harsh, these places were ideal for creating chaos and confusing the enemy. He decided to take this opportunity to create a situation that the enemy could not anticipate, completely disabling their ability to track him.

Huang Feipeng clenched his fists, his steps becoming even more resolute. He entered the factory area, passed through a chaotic passageway, and quickly entered a spacious workshop. Inside, thick dust accumulated in every corner, and some rusty machines were piled up. Huang Feipeng didn't glance at the abandoned equipment, but instead walked directly towards the pipe area on one side of the workshop.

"If I go through here, the enemy should have a hard time noticing." Huang Feipeng quickly determined the direction of the passage and began to move quickly and carefully. The air was somewhat stuffy, and the surrounding equipment looked old and messy. Huang Feipeng knew that many resources that he could use were hidden in this seemingly disordered environment.

Just as he was about to enter the pipeline, Huang Feipeng's gaze suddenly froze—he saw a dark figure in the distance, slowly approaching the factory gate. The enemy, as expected, hadn't given up the pursuit. His heart raced again, but in that instant, Huang Feipeng's gaze sharpened even more.

Huang Feipeng's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would jump out of his chest, his eyes fixed on the dark figure. In that instant, he could hardly believe his eyes—the enemy had found this place so quickly! The hidden route he had planned had become the enemy's main target, and all of this seemed to be completely beyond his expectations.

"How could I be so careless?" Huang Feipeng was suddenly startled. He had no time for regret; instead, he immediately lowered his head, quickly adjusted his breathing, and prepared to conceal his whereabouts. Every nerve in his body was taut; he realized that if he exposed himself now, it would mean total defeat.

"I can't be exposed, I can't let them notice me," Huang Feipeng gritted his teeth, reminding himself in a low voice. The enemy was getting closer and closer, and almost every subtle sound made Huang Feipeng's heart pound. Every step had to be taken with extreme caution, as the enemy's eyes and ears could be hiding behind every cover.

His gaze swept across his surroundings again, quickly analyzing every inch of the environment, searching for a place to hide. Finally, he spotted a pile of scrap metal shelves in the corner of the workshop. An idea struck him, and he decided to avoid the most visible spot and approach the pile of debris.

Without further hesitation, he strode forward, almost crouching down, and walked to the pile of abandoned metal shelves, quickly hiding himself among them.