"Left, right, attack left, attack right, forward, backward, middle line attack, feint attack on the right, pass on the left..."

The gestures made by Mike were simple and clear, but they were completely different from the sign language used in the military.

But there was no problem with this. The sign language in the military was similar yet different across different branches and units. If Gao Guang could have a set of sign language specifically for the two of them, that would be great.

Gao Guang had a talent for language learning. This sign language could be considered a language, and it was much simpler to learn. The only difficulty was proficiency.

"This is the sign language used by my high school team. Don't worry, no one except the members of the high school team can understand it. As long as the quarterback gives me a gesture, I know what he wants to do. We should do the same in the future. With one gesture from you, I will know what you want to do."

Gao Guang made a gesture and then looked towards the direction of the factory. He was concerned about something and didn't have much time to practice sign language.

It was already past noon, and the factory was still quiet. Then, Gao Guang casually said, "There won't be any problems today, boss. I think your mindset is not right. You are expecting Grachev to attack the boss, and Grachev's men must evacuate from the position you chose. Then you have to follow those people and find Grachev, right?"

Although Mike's words were a bit convoluted, they did reflect Gao Guang's mindset.

"Well, it's not necessary to succeed, but since I decided on the position myself, it would be best if I could succeed."

Mike smiled and said, "Relax, relax. No team can guarantee a win in every game. Tom Brady can't guarantee a successful pass every time, and I can't guarantee a touchdown every time. You are just a part of the plan, and the outcome doesn't solely depend on you. The most important thing is that we can definitely get our salary."

Gao Guang sighed and said, "Why, do you also think we are useless here?"

Mike hesitated for a moment, but he finally smiled bitterly and said, "The main thing is that we are four kilometers away from the factory, boss. Four kilometers. Do you think Grachev is crazy or something to come here?"

Renato and Danny showed their trust in Gao Guang by letting him choose the position. After Gao Guang chose this position four kilometers away from the factory, they didn't say anything.

But now, Gao Guang's subordinates were questioning his decision. Grachev's men were unlikely to launch an attack from here, and it was even less likely for them to evacuate from here because the factory was too far away.

So Gao Guang was under a lot of pressure. Being young, he hadn't learned to be content and calm as a salary thief, and he really wanted to make a breakthrough.

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But for now, it was more important to fill their stomachs.

"What do you want to eat?"

Mike, who was trying to console Gao Guang, was stunned for a moment. Then he excitedly said, "That's right, you finally understand. It's more important to fill our stomachs."

Gao Guang thought that Mike might have overthought it. Indeed, Mike was very happy and said, "This is a community. There are restaurants and hotels here. It's much more comfortable than sitting in the car and waiting. We can earn money comfortably, boss."

With a slight smile, Gao Guang stood up and left the room, knocking on the door next door and then entering.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to go eat?"

John was lying on the bed playing with his phone, and Antonio was bored watching TV because he didn't have a phone. When he heard Gao Guang's greeting, Antonio immediately stood up and said, "I'm hungry, let's go eat."

"Are you treating this mission as a vacation?"

After putting down his phone, John said boredly, "It's fine to choose the location near the motel, but you guys even want to take off all your equipment to eat? Buddy, stay prepared and ready for action at any time. Don't think about leaving here."

Antonio sat back down dejectedly and said weakly, "Alright, just bring me something back. Thanks."

Gao Guang shrugged and said, "Okay, I'll bring food back for you guys."

Mike came out as well. He was also on a secret mission now, or you could call it a special mission. He wouldn't be running around in heavy body armor, so he was just wearing a T-shirt, a big red T-shirt, and a pair of shorts. He had on a pair of white flashy basketball shoes.

He casually grabbed the car keys and said, "Since they're not going, let's go ourselves. We can take a drive."

Mike pressed the car key, and the rearview mirror of a BMW X5 slowly opened in the parking lot. Mike danced his way to the front of the car, opened the door, and said to Gao Guang, who was in the passenger seat, "It's a pity that you're not good at driving. You should try driving this car."

Gao Guang wasn't in the mood for a joyride, but Mike's idea of a joyride was really a joyride. He rolled down all four car windows and drove the car fast.

"This car is great, but there's no good music in it. But don't worry, I know a fantastic music station."

Mike operated the car for a while and then rhythmic music came from the radio.

Rap, Gao Guang didn't like rap.

But Mike immediately started nodding his head and turned the volume to the maximum. He couldn't help but shout, "How do you feel now? Haha, Jay-Z, I like him. Do you like him?"

The muscles on Gao Guang's face twitched, and he couldn't help but lower the volume, saying, "I don't like rap, I like rock. Also, we have something to do, so close the car windows."

Mike shook his head repeatedly and said, "No, boss, although you're the boss, only the driver can decide what music to play. And have you ever seen a black guy driving such a nice car and not rolling down the windows and turning the music to the max? No! You don't understand black people, boss. For a black person, if I'm driving such a nice car but don't roll down the windows and turn the music to the max, people will think I stole this car."

After saying that, Mike turned up the volume again, and he had to shout, "How about now? How do you feel now? Haha, Jay-Z, I like him. Do you like him?"

The muscles on Gao Guang's face twitched, and he couldn't help but lower the volume, saying, "I don't like rap, I like rock. Also, we have something to do, so close the car windows."

Mike shook his head repeatedly and said, "No, boss, although you're the boss, only the driver can decide what music to play. And have you ever seen a black guy driving such a nice car and not rolling down the windows and turning the music to the max? No! You don't understand black people, boss. For a black person, if I'm driving such a nice car but don't roll down the windows and turn the music to the max, people will think I stole this car."

After saying that, Mike turned up the volume again, and he had to shout, "How about now? How do you feel now? Haha, Jay-Z, I like him. Do you like him?"

Gao Guang made a gesture to stop him from talking and looked towards the direction of the factory. He remembered something and immediately took out his phone, sending the license plate number he saw to Danny via text message, and then immediately made a phone call.

Waiting for the call to connect, Gao Guang immediately said in a low voice, "Right now, a red Ford F150 just left Domino's Pizza. I sent you the license plate number. The driver is a white man under thirty years old, over 1.85 meters tall. He just took ten twelve-inch pizzas with him. When he said 'no need for change,' he had a slight lisp. I'm sensitive to languages and accents."

Danny whispered on the other end of the phone, "So fast? Be careful and don't alert him."

"Understood, I'll contact you later."

Gao Guang hung up the phone and Mike looked at him in astonishment, saying, "What happened? What's going on? Did something happen?"

"Lower your voice."

Gao Guang said calmly, "A person just left with ten twelve-inch pizzas. He paid with three new one-hundred-dollar bills, and when he spoke, he had a slight lisp that shouldn't be there. Do you know which language has the strongest lisp? Russian."

"Damn it, why didn't I notice? Shouldn't we follow him, boss? We can't just eat, we have to follow him!"

Gao Guang gestured for him to calm down and said, "We can't follow, and there's no need to. Let others handle the rest. Let's eat."

Mike stared at Gao Guang in disbelief and said, "Are we really that lucky? This is too coincidental, boss, don't you think it's too coincidental?"

Gao Guang thought for a moment and said, "It is indeed a coincidence, but imagine this: in the nearest city to the factory, there is a large community where twenty people are hiding. They can't cook for themselves, so they have to order takeout. Is there any food more convenient and hassle-free than pizza? Alright, you decide to order pizza. You need enough takeout for twenty people. Would you choose to order online or go buy it yourself?"

Mike couldn't understand and asked, "Why not have it delivered? Is there a reason?"

Gao Guang whispered, "Can't you figure it out? What if the people who ordered the takeout realize that they are being pursued by the police? What if they are being watched because they ordered too much takeout online?"

Mike scratched his head and said, somewhat confused, "But if we don't follow, won't he get away?"

Gao Guang smiled and said, "We have the license plate number, so he won't get away."

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