Chapter 279: Action!
Patrolmen going to carry out such a dangerous mission, still heading to the Changping area.
Although the distance wasn’t too far, it was still about 40 kilometers of road, so naturally it was impossible to have them run there on foot.
At this time, on the open space in front of the police station, ten trucks were parked neatly in a row, each truck capable of transporting twenty patrolmen.
After the weapons and ammunition had been distributed, looking at the patrolmen with guns slung over their shoulders in rows, Cao Weida didn’t say any mobilizing words, just simply spat out two words: “Get in the trucks!”
With the order given, the various sergeants immediately rushed to the designated truck beds: “Quick, get in the trucks!”
Cao Weida sat in the front of the middle truck, and before long, Master Duo got in.
He glanced at Cao Weida, his eyes full of worry: “Cao’er, how did you suddenly clash with Guo Dashuai and Liu Changjiang’s gang of bandits without a word?”
“And suddenly carrying out such a mission this time, has something happened?”
This action was top secret, and before the meeting, no one had received any news, including Duomen.
It was only before the meeting that he received a document and roughly understood the main action this time, so his heart was naturally filled with concern.
After all, Guo Dashuai was from the same hometown as Wang Kemin the president, had close relations with the mayor, and was a friend of Brigade Commander Cui Qi.
Rashly offending such a figure was obviously somewhat unwise for Duomen.
Cao Weida handed over a cigarette, lit one for himself as well, rested his arm on the car window, looked at the pitch-black night, and chuckled lightly:
“Don’t worry, Master Duo, nothing will happen. We’re deploying two hundred police officers, plus a dozen little devils for support— just over twenty bandits, not worth mentioning.”
“I’m talking about Guo Dashuai!” Duomen’s tone grew a bit heavier.
The people Guo Dashuai knew were all high-ranking and powerful figures—how could a gang of bandits compare?
Cao Weida glanced sideways from the corner of his eye, sighed, and said: “No choice, I’ve been too close to Ono Shiota, and helped him with so many things, so I have to offer a token of allegiance.”
“This matter concerns the power struggle between the Beiping government and the Japanese side, so I must stand unconditionally with Ono Shiota.”
“Only by offending people I can’t afford to offend, needing Ono Shiota’s protection to avoid revenge from others, can Ono Shiota use me and trust me more confidently.”
“This matter, I have to do it whether I want to or not— that’s the price of living freely in Beiping.”
That was indeed what he thought, and what he did.
To put it bluntly, if it was just the five hundred penicillin robbed from the Communist Party, he wouldn’t need to go to such lengths to target Guo Dashuai and his bandits, indirectly offending so many nobles.
His space still held nearly ten thousand penicillin— five hundred robbed could be replaced with a thousand.
He did this for two birds with one stone: first, to build ties with the Communist Party and pave the way for the future.
From childhood to now, he had never left the territory of China, nor did he want to.
Unless absolutely necessary, he really didn’t want to flee to Hong Kong in the future.
Second, as just said, he had been too close to Ono Shiota and the others, so he had to make them believe he needed to rely on them.
That way, he could gain more trust, rather than suspicion and wariness.
Duomen opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end said nothing, just patted his shoulder and smoked with him.
He knew that sometimes many things were just beyond one’s control.
Since that was the case, it was better to keep the words he wanted to say bottled up inside, because he knew that saying anything now would be meaningless.
The burning cigarette butts flickered in the dark night, with occasional sparks stubbornly existing in the darkness.
One cigarette finished, and all the patrolmen had already gotten into the trucks.
Cao Weida flicked the cigarette butt out the window: “Depart.”
‘Kaka kaka~~’
A dry grinding sound of gears meshing came, followed by a muffled ‘boom’, the engine stuttering with ‘tatata’ gasps, accompanied by metallic scraping ‘screech’ noises, gradually stabilizing its speed with effort.
The truck’s orange-yellow headlights turned on, dispelling a small patch of the night.
Amid the ‘buzz buzz’ low hum mixed with engine vibration, the convoy drove out of the police station main gate in orderly fashion.
During startup, the trucks panted intermittently like old machines, occasionally emitting ‘puff~~’ exhaust muffles.
Sitting in the truck, Cao Weida always felt a heart-pounding unease, fearing the truck might stall from not catching its breath.
“.”
Guo Dashuai wore a black round hat and stood in the open area between two woods.
These two woods were nearly two hundred meters apart, now thick with branches and leaves; at a glance, aside from occasional bird calls, it was impossible to see what was inside.
He pulled out a cigarette, lit it with a lighter, looked up at the impenetrable woods opposite, and Guo Dashuai’s mood was extremely complicated.
He had come here to connect more than once; he and Liu Changjiang were sworn brothers, always greeting each other with smiles at each meeting, then feasting on meat and drinking from large bowls, carefree.
Such days felt like they were just moments ago.
But now, he had to personally send his sworn brother into hell.
His mood was extremely complicated, yet he had no choice.
Compared to his sworn brother’s personal safety, clearly his own life was more important.
He knew he had no way back; the police station had set up a dragnet, and his sworn brother Liu Changjiang was already doomed today.
His only hope now was that Liu Changjiang would read the situation, not resist pointlessly, and perhaps spare his life that way.
At that moment, a horse charged out from the woods opposite, with a person on it—he knew this was a little minion sent by Liu Changjiang.
He gave a bitter smile inwardly and quietly waited for the other’s arrival.
He knew that even if Liu Changjiang noticed something wrong now, he definitely couldn’t escape.
“Giddyup~~ Whoa~~”
Before long, the little minion on horseback stopped two meters in front of Guo Dashuai.
Upon seeing Guo Dashuai, he looked behind him, and his brows immediately furrowed.
“Boss Guo, how come it’s just you alone?”
He couldn’t help feeling wary inside, because by practice, Guo Dashuai should have at least ten bodyguards with him, yet this time there was only one person.
As the saying goes, something unusual must have a demon; his gaze sharpened involuntarily.
Guo Dashuai felt bitter inside, a flash of struggle on his face, then forced a smile: “My men are all in the woods behind.”
The little minion clearly didn’t believe him and asked suspiciously: “Why do I feel like something’s off about you today?”
Off was right!
If it felt normal, that would be the real ghost.
Guo Dashuai’s mood was complicated; he could no longer maintain the smile on his face: “Send the signal for them to come over. I have no choice.”
These words were tantamount to admitting there was a problem with this connection!
The little minion was startled, glanced back at the woods, and just as he was about to turn his horse to shout a warning, Guo Dashuai’s eyelids twitched at the anomaly, and he hurriedly said:
“Brother, don’t do anything stupid!”
“Put down the gun—saving your life comes first!”
They had drunk together at the same table before; he really didn’t want to see an old friend die in vain!
He advised kindly: “Send the signal to him now, have him come over, and I’ll talk to him!”
“Don’t worry, as long as you surrender obediently, I guarantee”
“Fuck, you bastard!” His good intentions were clearly not appreciated by the little minion, who cursed angrily and reached for the C96 pistol at his waist to shoot Guo Dashuai.
Unfortunately, before he could draw his gun, there was a ‘bang’, a bullet hole appeared in his forehead, his body went limp, and with a ‘thud’ he fell from the horse to the ground.
Guo Dashuai painfully closed his eyes: Brother, why bother? Wouldn’t listening to me have been better!
I really had no choice; I really didn’t want you to die in vain!!
In the woods opposite, hearing this sudden gunshot, Liu Changjiang sensed trouble and immediately realized this connection was a trap.
“Bad, we’ve been tricked! Run fast!!”
No time to think more, no time to mourn the dead brother, he hastily led the remaining men fleeing into the dense forest depths.
But how could Cao Weida, who had made full preparations, let him go so easily?
Before the action began, he had already given the action team a hard order: all bandits, dead or alive, not one to be let escape!
On the necessary paths on both sides of the dense forest, machine guns had long been set up; facing such personnel and equipment, the normally arrogant Liu Changjiang, who roamed the forests, had no way to resist.
‘Bang bang bang~~’
‘Da da da~~’
Just as Liu Changjiang led the remnants onto the path, a burst of dense gunfire suddenly erupted from both sides, mercilessly harvesting the bandits’ lives.
‘Ah!!’
Facing such fierce firepower, in just one clash, over twenty minions under Liu Changjiang and the bandits fell by more than half.
From the high point in the opposite woods, Cao Weida watched this one-sided slaughter through binoculars.
Watching the bandits being harvested one by one without any power to resist, Cao Weida felt no pity whatsoever, his emotions showing no fluctuation.
Just a bunch of beasts who only knew to rob homes and bring calamity to villages—what was there to sympathize with? No matter how many died, it stirred no ripples in him; he only regretted killing too few!
Seeing over half their accomplices dead in an instant, the remaining bandits turned pale with fright, screaming in terror as they scattered to flee, unable to muster any will to fight back.
Some bandits even threw down their guns directly, just to run faster.
But at this point, the dense forest was already surrounded by patrolmen and over a dozen little devils brought along—where was there any chance to escape?
The battle lasted less than five minutes; after seeing the last bandit shot dead, Cao Weida put down the binoculars and smiled to Duomen beside him:
“Master Duo, let’s go. It’s over; we’ll head down.”
Duomen followed behind Cao Weida with a complicated look in his eyes; watching Cao Weida walk ahead, he suddenly felt like he didn’t recognize him.
He remembered two months ago, when he asked Cao Weida to bring back cornmeal from the black market.
When he returned, he saw bloodstains on Cao Weida’s chest and knew he had probably killed someone.
Although Cao Weida had hidden it well at the time, he could still see a hint of panic in his eyes.
Now, Cao Weida was organizing and had just wiped out over twenty people without the slightest fluctuation.
“This kid, what exactly has he gone through in the time since moving out?” His mood was complex and hard to describe.
If he knew that in these two months, over two hundred little devils and traitors had died by Cao Weida’s hand, and all those events in this period were his doing, who knows what he would think.
