"Found it!" Yan Hua got up and forcefully tapped the cigarette butt against the wooden bench, causing a circle of white rolling paper to slip down.
Lin Junfu picked up the rolling paper and opened it, a line of dense small characters came into view.
"Need... base... guard... distribution..." Due to the very small font and the curled creases, Lin Junfu found it extremely difficult to read aloud and recognize it.
But finally, he understood the young man's intended message: "Xiao Tang and the others need us to provide information about the base's guards."
As soon as these words were spoken, whether it was Old Lin, Hu Xiaodong; or Wei Yang, Wei Dazhuang, everyone showed a hint of seriousness on their faces.
There's no doubt, Tang Xiaoquan's request for the specific distribution of the base's guards indicated that they have already started planning a rescue operation, the dangers of which are self-evident.
