"Black, prepare for the operation and arrange the infiltration point."
"There is a small passage on the north side of the factory for senior personnel to enter and exit."
"Understood." Mu Fan saw the remaining half of the patrol members continue to vanish behind the wall, crouched down to slowly withdraw from the pile of scrap, and then began running in an arc towards the north side.
A sentry standing atop a water tower was patrolling in a fixed sequence along the corners.
From his elevated viewpoint, he could clearly see dozens of meters outside the factory.
At that moment, he happened to turn around to survey the back.
And the figure running along the perimeter naturally went unseen.
This was no coincidence, but a calculated move hundreds of meters away, Mu Fan's running gaze always locked onto those few people within the factory.
His terrifying night vision and dynamic sight endowed Mu Fan with far superior capability than current night vision aids.
