Wei worked quickly.
He removed his travel clothes and dressed in the guard's uniform, which fit reasonably well. The fabric was coarser than he was accustomed to, but it would serve its purpose. He took the man's identification documents and the patrol papers he carried.
Now he had identity and reason to be in the camp.
Wei tied and gagged the unconscious guard. He hid him behind the bushes where he wouldn't be found easily, arranging fallen branches to provide additional concealment.
With the uniform on and some random papers in hand, Wei headed toward the camp. The guards at the entrance greeted him casually, just another patroller returning from his rounds.
Once inside, Wei headed directly toward the administrative tent. His story was simple: he needed to deliver official documents. In his experience, people rarely questioned bureaucratic procedures when they seemed routine.
Now comes the dangerous part.
