After Mr. Peng published a letter asking for help to the Chinese people around the world, the walkers were completely unable to sit still.
at the same time.
The person in charge of purchasing in Yuzhai came back less than two hours after leaving, and immediately met Captain Pan and the walker who were in charge of attacking Yuzhai at that time.
"what happened?"
Captain Pan asked with his hands behind his back.
"Unable to get out, Mongla's field regiment locked up Yuzhai in the name of training."
The purchasing supervisor replied quickly.
"It's locked,,."
Pan Tuan frowned, and then quickly asked: "How many are there, and who is leading the team."
"I don't know how many people there are because I couldn't see them at all, but the top commander participating in the training seems to be the commander of the military regiment of Mongla."
The purchasing manager replied uncertainly.
"He is from the Lin family, and he has done bad things."
When Pan Tuan heard this, he immediately frowned.
"I just talked to Commander Peng. The conflict is only temporary. I guess that the cultural troupe came here just to show off. Yuzhai is worth ten thousand taels of gold. Commander Peng will definitely not let it be thrown away. So, we can't panic, let alone If you want to run, you must hold on."
The walker suddenly interjected with his hands behind his back.
Pan Tuan glanced at him and did not reply at all. Instead, he was tangled in thought because he had not received the retreat order from Master Peng yet.
"You guys chat, I'll go upstairs for a while."
The walker said something, then turned and walked away
Two minutes later, the servant and two confidants appeared in the walker's study at the same time.
"Carry out the management secretly, collect the cash, arrange the personnel and vehicles, and leave as soon as it gets dark."
The walker thought for a long time and said quickly.
"Okay, got it."
The confidant nodded.
"Do you need to notify Captain Pan?"
The servant asked irritably.
"Can you understand what secret management means?"
The walker asked with a frown.
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The servant didn't answer.
"Go get ready now."
The walker waved quickly to several people.
After everyone left, the walker stayed alone in the room, already making plans to retreat. He had not been good at anything else in recent years, but he was good at running away. If something went wrong, he would leave immediately.
However, he was still hesitant as to where he should go, because nowhere was damn safe right now.
After thinking for a while, the stroller frowned and picked up the phone, then dialed Commander Peng's mobile phone and asked directly: "Commander Peng, let me ask you something, are we friends or partners now?"
The other end.
In Yangon Prison, Lao Xian asked me: "Our people are back, and Lao Peng has also issued a statement asking for help from Chinese people around the world. How about it? Don't move at all."
"beat."
I was silent for a long time and replied simply.
"Snapped."
Lao Xian took out his phone, dialed the number immediately, and said directly: "Let's move."
After this call, countless familiar faces began to gather in the Mongla area.
Menggai Pier.
The freighter slowly came to a standstill, the plywood was placed on the shore, and then the cabin was opened.
A familiar young man with an unkempt beard returned silently with thirty young people after several days of turbulence.
Two rows of motorcades parked in the open space of the pier. Several middle-aged people stood under the cars, looking at the people approaching with their hands in their pockets.
The young man came over with thirty people, then looked at the two middle-aged leaders and said, "Uncle Ming, I'm back."
"Before Haozi died, he appointed you as his successor. Today, we are all just the foils, and you are the main character."
Guangming looked at the young man with tears in his eyes and pointed his chest very hard with his fingers.
"I see."
The young man gritted his teeth and replied
In the Mongla area, the Han brothers, who had been working in a restaurant, threw down their aprons and left after receiving the call.
"What are you two doing?"
The Chinese boss shouted and asked in confusion.
"revenge,."
The two of them shouted without turning around.
In a small village in Mongla, a sturdy young man looked at the photo of his best friend and best partner and remained silent.
A phone call comes.
Two minutes later, the young man put away the photo and sent a group text message to several other companions, which read: "Gather in Mongla."
After sending the text message.
Li Hao left behind the ten-man team that assassinated Mr. Peng, and the remaining three left their hiding places and rushed to Mongla.
evening.
A convoy set off from the direction of Menggai, and then started picking up people on the road until it arrived in Mengla after dark and met with the leader of the group.
"Hello Wen Tuan."
The young man leading the team got out of the car and stretched out his hand and said.
"Well, hello."
The literary group nodded and continued to ask: "Do you want to do it now?"
"Yes, let's fix it now."
The young man nodded without hesitation.
"Ahem, bah."
The literary group turned around and spat, then shouted towards the barracks: "Assemble all companies, the chief of staff has cordoned off the Yuzhai area and is preparing to fight."
"Boom."
The young man returned to his off-road jeep, and then led the crowd directly to Yuzhai
Fifteen minutes later.
At the foot of Yuzhai Mountain.
Everyone began to gather and get out of the car.
Among these people were Guangming, Wu Honggang, Qiu San, Xiaotu and Meng Ting from the Guangzhou Gang, as well as Han Sanyan and Han Siyan who had no time to escape after the destruction of Yuzhai, including Brother Dayan who also fled abroad.
Tong Bao, Zuo Wei, Guo Zhiliang, Liang Liang, Zhang Ben, Da Pen, Kuida, and Li Hao left three people in the ten-man group, and they were all in the queue.
And standing in front of them was Xiang Hui, who had returned from the Middle East with thirty people from Yuzhai after several days.
He is Li Hao's designated successor.
So, today he is the protagonist.
"Raise the flag,."
Xiang Hui looked at the former Yuzhai with scarlet eyes, then waved his hand and shouted to the thirty people he brought.
"Tap."
The two men stepped out of the queue and pulled up a ten-meter-long white banner with a clatter.
it reads.
I raise ten-meter spiritual flags high to my family members who have been killed in the war, to sacrifice my compatriots who died in the war, and to save the soul of my Lord Hao.
The flag is spread out, fluttering in the wind against the moon at night.
"Wow,."
Everyone had their bullets loaded and their arms wrapped in white cloth.
"Fuck you, mom,,,we're back,,."
Xiang Hui roared at the door of Yuzhai and was the first to rush up the steps with a gun.
Nearly a year of waiting.
After nearly a year of forbearance,
We have experienced countless changes, traveled to many countries, and exhausted all our assets, just to knock on the door of Yuzhai again today.
Xiang Hui's roar ignited the humiliation in many people's hearts.
Li Hao died.
How much responsibility has Xiang Hui shouldered?
bright.
He was Li Hao's best friend. When he learned of Li Hao's death, who could he tell the pain and helplessness hidden in his heart?
Everyone is waiting for an opportunity.
A chance to come back.
"Covering strike, fire,."
The literary group saw Xiang Hui with a white cloth wrapped around his arm through the telescope. After rushing up the steps, he said simply.
"Boom,."
With the sound of a cannon, the gate of Yuzhai exploded.