"Interesting, let's call it that in the future.”
Ye Xu smiled and didn't pay too much attention to this address. After walking for a few minutes, he arrived at a temporary straw shed on the mountain.
In front of the straw shed, dozens of men were holding guns, sitting or standing, chatting.
When they heard the commotion, they picked up their guns one by one. When they saw Seventh Brother, they put their guns down again.
"Seventh Master!"
"Yes, little ones, come and call for help. This is the head of our Ferocious Tiger Ridge, the Mountain Monarch Second Master Ye.”
"Greetings, Chief!"
Everyone already knew that the Thirteen Gangsters were just his underlings and that there was someone else in charge of Fierce Tiger Ridge. When they saw Ye Xu, although he looked young, they did not dare to underestimate him and straightened their backs.
Ye Xu got off his horse, looked at everyone, and said in a deep voice,"
"Okay, let's do our own things. If today's business goes smoothly (and we succeed), when we return to Fierce Tiger Ridge, we'll pick a lot of movies (and split the money)!”
"Thank you, Chief!"
Everyone was overjoyed. In this day and age, everyone licked their blood and fought for their lives just to live a good life.
If he had a beard and no one bullied him, how could he live a good life?
Money!
The Thirteen Gangsters in the straw shed heard the commotion and quickly walked out.
When they saw Ye Xu, they all cupped their fists respectfully.
"My lord!"
"Okay, let's talk inside!"
Ye Xu waved his hand and entered the straw shed with the Thirteen Gangsters. The others watched and clicked their tongues in wonder.
It was unknown where the 13 Guardians of the Fierce Tiger Ridge had come from. Each of them was the leader of the Guardians, Qing Ziliang (whose spear techniques were accurate and whose saber techniques were ruthless). To be able to subdue these 13 people at the same time and even have a living Jumping Stream Child, one could imagine how capable this chief was.
After entering the straw shed, Ye Xu sat at the head of the table. The others sat down in turn, but the youngest of the Thirteen Gangsters was not there. He was still scouting at the foot of the mountain.
"Who is this caravan?"
Twelfth Brother and Thirteenth Brother had gone out to investigate. They had received news last night and had come back to report. He knew the information about this caravan the best. When he heard Ye Xu's question, he quickly replied,
" Sir, this caravan is from the Amur Chamber of Commerce. The chairman is called Sikeniv. This person has a very deep background. His eldest brother is the director of the Amur Provincial Bureau. He has many smoke houses in Ice City and Chichhar. He is a black market seller.”
"Apart from that, they also set up a gambling den (gambling den), traveled long distances to eat (human trafficking), and opened a few art kilns (theatres). In fact, they were all illegal prostitutes. They were all robbed and abducted.”
When Ye Xu heard this, his face turned ashen.
This was a f * cking f * ck.
"What are they transporting this time?”
"Most of them are black goods (smoky soil). There are also a lot of furs, gold and silver jewelry, and so on.”
Old Twelve's tone was excited. Ye Xu nodded. This Sickorniff or whatever wasn't a good guy, so stealing his things was also a way to enforce justice on behalf of heaven.
"Burn the black goods and take all the other goods. Leave none of the Russian soldiers alive.”
Ye Xu made up his mind. He glanced at the brothers outside the shack and saw that some of them were carrying guns that he didn't sign in for, so he asked,"Where did they get their guns?”
"The night before yesterday, we took a few brothers and killed two Russian patrol squads. We robbed dozens of rifles, two shell guns, and thousands of bullets.”
The boss said with a smile. They had the weapons provided by Ye Xu, so it was easy for them to take out two patrol teams.
Ye Xu picked up a rifle from the side and looked at it. It was a classic M1891 infantry rifle. It was widely used during World War I and World War II, and most of the rifles now were of this type.
"Give me a box cannon."
Ye Xu put down the rifle and asked for a box cannon. This one had ten rounds and there were quite a few magazines. Ye Xu took some and put them in the system space.
"How are the preparations for the arsenal going?”
The boss pondered for a moment and replied,"
"If my lord can get the explosives, we will have a 100% chance of success in ambushing the arsenal with the heartless cannon and rocket launcher!”
Ye Xu was overjoyed and nodded in satisfaction.
"You guys can make the specific plan. When the time comes, I can provide you with at least a few hundred ten-kilogram explosives!”
"Success!"
The 13 Gangsters were very confident. With them around, Ye Xu did not have to worry about anything.
Ye Xu chatted with the 13 Gangsters about their future development and brought his brothers to have lunch on the mountain. At around two o'clock in the afternoon, the scouts in front came to report that a caravan had appeared on the main road.
"Brothers, follow me down the mountain!"
Under Ye Xu's signal, the 13 Gangsters left the straw shed and mounted their tall horses.
The boss carried a submachine gun and held a box cannon in his hand. He shouted and rushed down the mountain with the 13 Guardians. The dozens of newly recruited brothers also followed.
Ye Xu got on his horse unhurriedly and followed behind.
Pa! Pa! Da! Da! Da!
Soon, gunshots rang out outside the forest, accompanied by the neighing of horses and the curses of many people. However, it quickly stopped.
By the time Ye Xu slowly rode his horse out of the mountain pass, the battle ahead had already ended.
Dozens of brats surrounded the caravan tightly. When they saw Ye Xu coming over, they made way for him. Ye Xu's expression was calm as he rode his horse forward.
There were more than 20 Russian guards in the caravan, but they had all been killed.
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