Chapter 925: Blow Up the Enemy's Nest

He Yuzhu climbed onto a bus and picked a window seat to sit down.

In less than half an hour, over fifty people were forcibly squeezed into the narrow carriage.

Those who boarded later couldn't even dream of a seat; they had to stand the entire way, squeezed like sardines in a can, struggling even to turn around.

The vehicle drove into the factory area, and everyone was first taken to collect their work uniforms. Dressed in blue anti-static suits, complete with work caps and shoe covers, they were fully equipped and properly attired before being led into the production workshop.

It must be said, the constant temperature of twenty-three degrees was neither cold nor hot; compared to the stuffy, sticky evening air outside, it was so comfortable it felt like two different worlds.

He Yuzhu was assigned to the computer assembly line.

The work was not complex; it was just plugging in ribbon cables and tightening screws on motherboards.

This kind of basic task was as casual as eating or drinking for him. When he was idle, he was always working on industrial design or tinkering with novel gadgets; as for the task of driving screws, he could do it with his eyes closed.

The coworker next to him had to aim for the hole for a long time, but he, on the other hand, was quick and efficient; his fingers flew, and with a *pop-pop* of the screwdriver, a motherboard was finished.

Not long after, a foreman with a small belly, carrying a registration board in his hand, strolled over slowly, stood behind He Yuzhu and watched for a good while before speaking.

"Buddy, your technique is quite nimble. Have you worked in a big factory before?"

He Yuzhu didn't stop his work and replied casually: "I spent some years in a big factory over in Guangdong Province back in the day."

The foreman's eyes lit up, and he quickly followed up: "Then do you know how to solder motherboards? Not just ordinary touch-up soldering, but high-precision soldering."

Only then did He Yuzhu lift his eyelids, his expression plain: "I do. I've even soldered chips with BGA Packaging."

The foreman laughed on the spot and slapped him on the shoulder, incredibly enthusiastic: "That's great, buddy! Work hard, and after a full month, I'll promote you to a formal position, transfer you to the precision motherboard soldering workshop, and your salary will double."

"Thank you!" He Yuzhu put on a look of surprise.

But inside, he was sneering. In another week, this factory of yours might be gone.

This shift lasted for fourteen hours.

The assembly line kept moving, and the screwdriver in his hand never rested.

By four o'clock in the morning, sleepiness surged over him like a tide, and his eyelids felt as heavy as if they had lead weights attached. He spotted the foreman walking over and spoke up.

"Boss, I haven't slept well these past two days, I really can't hold on. Can you find someone to cover for me? I need to catch my breath."

The foreman looked at the unmistakable weariness on his face and didn't make things difficult, waving his hand: "Fine, I'll arrange a dormitory for you."

Having said that, he had someone lead him through various turns to the staff dormitory.

The moment he pushed open the door to the eight-person room, a stench of stinky feet so thick it was choking rushed out, mixed with the sour smell of sweat and instant noodle broth, making He Yuzhu's nose twitch; he almost couldn't keep his composure on the spot.

The person leading the way glanced at him sideways: "What? Think the conditions are poor? The foreman gave instructions; if you want to stay somewhere better, let me satisfy you—we have dorms here for a hundred-yuan rent."

He Yuzhu nodded quickly: "I do have a bit of a quirk; I'm quite picky about where I stay. The smell here is too strong; I really can't sleep."

That person didn't dawdle and turned to lead him to a four-person room.

Pushing the door open, the room was much fresher. Although still crude, at least the air was breathable.

He Yuzhu picked a lower bunk by the window, made it up simply, and collapsed onto it.

He slept until dawn.

After waking up, he wandered around the residential building to scout the location, but was stopped after only a few steps.

A security guard with a straight face said: "Ahead is the R&D department; unauthorized personnel keep out."

He Yuzhu offered a smile: "Sorry, master, I'm new here and don't know the rules."

The security guard snorted, his face full of disdain: "In the future, you screw-drivers stay away from the classified departments, or you won't even know how you died."

Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu immediately got angry: "Aren't you just a stinking security guard? You look down on screw-drivers? We're all common laborers, yet you look down on common laborers."

The security guard's face darkened, and he pulled out an electric baton and jabbed it toward him.

He Yuzhu was startled; he hadn't expected this bastard to be so reckless. With a spring of his feet, he darted away in a flash.

The security guard chased after him, cursing: "You little brat, you're looking for death!"

He Yuzhu looked back and gave him the middle finger, suddenly accelerated, turned a corner, and left the man behind without a trace.

He leaned against a wall to catch his breath and calculated silently—this R&D department is most likely a spy nest. I'll scout it out and wipe it out directly.

However, he didn't rush to act.

After working the night shift for two days, he got familiar with the foreman, so he found an excuse to take time off and switched his shift to the daytime.

This way, he could free up his nights. His roommates all slept during the day and worked at night, so no one would notice what he did at night.

The next night, after his roommates left, he pulled the curtain around his bed and pretended to be asleep. This was to guard against anyone coming to find him unexpectedly.

In the middle of the night, he silently crept to the perimeter of the research base.

This place had cameras as dense as a spider web; if he didn't destroy the surveillance, he would definitely be exposed.

He turned on Scanning and quickly locked onto the location of the surveillance center.

He climbed over the wall and went in. There were people guarding outside the surveillance room; He Yuzhu crept to within ten meters, flicked his wrist, and directly tucked the people into his space, then pushed the door and entered the main control room.

He took away all the recording equipment; the cameras were still recording, but the things being recorded could no longer be stored.

He casually planted a remote-controlled Explosive in the corner, with enough weight to blow this place flat.

Next was the main building.

The security there was indeed strict, with sentries layered one after another.

He Yuzhu flashed into his space to change into a security uniform, and when he came back out, his pace was much more composed.

He walked while keeping the Scanning on, and the underground structure gradually became clear—good heavens, they had dug deep.

Underground there was a shooting range, several large server rooms, and a small Radar mounted on the roof.

If this place were a legitimate unit, I'd take my head off and kick it like a ball.

He had just reached the entrance of the main building, and before his foot could step inside, two people armed with live ammunition suddenly rushed out from both sides, their gun barrels aimed directly at him.

He Yuzhu understood instantly—this place had an independent surveillance system installed.

He didn't waste words; he smiled, waved his hand, and the two people vanished into thin air.

At this moment, a voice came from deep in the corridor via a loudspeaker: "Those who enter, report the password, or we will open fire!"

He Yuzhu stood in the smoke, his voice not loud, yet it carried over clearly: "I am the one who has come for your lives."

As his words fell, two Smoke Grenades were thrown out simultaneously.

White smoke exploded with a boom, and the entire corridor was instantly swallowed up.

The alarm sounded with a piercing blare.

He Yuzhu did not hesitate; he pulled several bundles of High Explosive from his space—several hundred kilograms of yield, enough to shatter the bones of the entire building. Taking advantage of the smoke as cover, he retreated from the corridor at high speed and rushed outside in one breath.

He pressed his finger down.

Boom—

A deafening roar erupted from within, and the entire building, like a snapped spine, arched violently from the middle before collapsing.

Debris wrapped in flames burst out in all directions, and the wind pressure raised by the shockwave made the ground tremble.

Even after running far away, He Yuzhu could still feel that wave of heat slamming into his back.

Several hundred kilograms of Explosive had completely ground the load-bearing structure into dust.

Even if the people inside weren't killed by the blast on the spot, they would be buried under dozens of tons of rubble.

He stood in the night, exhaled, and muttered to himself: "I originally wanted to leave a few of you alive... but you are too damn cunning."

After saying this, he turned and left.

He found a secluded corner to change his clothes and blended back into the crowd of workers.

Work had already stopped over at the factory area, and everyone was craning their necks to look outside, with no one knowing what had happened.

He Yuzhu huddled in the crowd, lowered the brim of his hat, and showed no trace of emotion on his face.

It was as if nothing had ever happened.