Chapter 592

"My heavens! If this can be endured, what cannot be endured! If it were me, I would spit in his face!!" Er Mao pounded his chest and stamped his feet, as if he had experienced it himself.

"Da Mao, Er Mao! Get back here right now! Time to eat!" Their father roared at Da Mao and Er Mao from the doorway.

"Coming, Dad!"

Upon hearing "eat."

Da Mao and Er Mao ran home with great excitement.

Their father, however, was staring at the RV before him.

He fell into deep thought.

Then.

He didn't even eat, and rushed straight to the center of the village.

"Village Head! Terrible news! That gang of bandits is coming down the mountain!"

"What?" The Village Head, near death, sat up in shock, and his decades-long gout suddenly improved. "That gang of bandits, how could they possibly come down all of a sudden!"

"It's true!" The man shouted, "I saw a very expensive-looking vehicle parked right beside them; I think only they would have the means to drive such a car! Besides, their usual armed jeeps are pretty much the same!"

"Village Head! What should we do! What should we do now!" The man was momentarily panicked and at a loss.

The Village Head hesitated for a moment, then said, "Tell the villagers not to go out under any circumstances. We don't have many vehicles and can't outrun them; it's better to hide. What if their target isn't us? After all, they've been staying here for a month or two and have shown no hostile intentions toward us at all."

"There hasn't been any movement either; perhaps it's just a panic for nothing."

Hearing the Village Head say this.

But the man did not think so.

In the man's eyes.

That gang of bandits had come to burn, kill, and plunder.

"No, no, Village Head, we should find a place to evacuate immediately; staying here is nothing short of suicide!" The man wailed like a ghost, "My Da Mao and Er Mao are still so young! If something were to happen, what would we do then!"

The Village Head immediately frowned and said, "Run? Where would you run? Do you have a car? If you have a car, fine, let's run toward the city center; maybe someone will rescue us. But with so many villagers, do you expect them to run on foot? You're just waiting to die!"

The man's eyes rolled, and then he helplessly sighed again, "I just don't want my whole family to be wiped out by them; otherwise, I won't have a moment's peace for the rest of my life!"

"I understand, I understand, I understand perfectly!" The Village Head waved his hand and said, "You fear this and that, all for the sake of the children. But rest assured, listen to me and you won't go wrong. How many years have you lived? Look at me; I survived war and famine. Do you think I wouldn't know exactly what to do at such a critical moment?"

Hearing the Village Head's long speech from the heart.

The man finally gave up. "Alright, I'll do as you say, old sir. However, you must go to the village brigade and make an announcement over the loudspeaker; otherwise, I won't let this go!"

"Fine, fine, fine, I'll go right now, okay? Damn it, I'm suffering from rheumatism and gout here helping you Menzhe Gang, and in the end, I get nothing but trouble!" The Village Head pointed at the man and cursed angrily.

Seeing the Village Head enter a rage, the man understood what kind of character this old bastard was in his daily life.

So he tucked his tail and slunk away from the Village Head's house.

The Village Head sighed first, then leaned on his cane and walked slowly by himself toward the direction of the brigade.

Soon.

The Village Head's announcements echoed one after another through the loudspeakers in the village.

"Everyone, stay indoors and lock your doors; do not leave your houses under any circumstances!"

"Everyone, stay indoors and lock your doors; do not leave your houses under any circumstances!"

"Everyone, stay indoors and lock your doors; do not leave your houses under any circumstances!"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

"Damn it! I'll tell you one more time, everyone listen up! Otherwise, if you die at the door, it's your own fault! Damn it, I have to take the blame for everything! I'm over seventy years old, still running around for you all; when will someone come to help me?"

"I'm telling you one last time! Everyone listen up for me!"

"Everyone, stay indoors and lock your doors; do not leave your houses under any circumstances!"

"And that very, very expensive-looking vehicle at the village entrance! None of you are to touch it! Lock any children you have inside; adults must not go out either! It's very dangerous! People will die!"

Hearing the Village Head's repetitive warnings like this.

The people in the village rushed back to their homes and closed their doors and windows.

Some others ran to the village entrance, wanting to take a look at the RV the Village Head had mentioned.

Then, they quickly scattered and returned to their respective homes.

Inside the house.

Da Mao and Er Mao slurped noodles while tearfully gazing at the RV.

In their eyes.

That sacred and inviolable expensive vehicle.

Had now become a time bomb.

Unknown when it might be detonated.

"Da Mao, do you think we might ever be able to drive a car like this in the future?" Er Mao said in a stammering tone.

Da Mao swallowed all the noodles in his mouth in one gulp, then said, "I've already told you, motorcycles are the coolest; the vehicle right in front of us is nothing but a tractor!"

"Tch, I just think this car is very cool!" Er Mao said, "Then tell me, what's so good about riding a motorcycle? Is it bigger than the car right in front of us, or more domineering?"

Da Mao grinned and said, "You can snatch lollipops!"

439. Slow Advance

The mercenary battalion advanced in the opposite direction of the armed helicopter's landing.

Ahead of them.

Kofu did not know what they would face.

But without a doubt.

There was definitely a terrifying presence.

When Kofu was young, he had once experienced such a scene.

Back then.

They all thought the conspicuous ones were the enemies.

But unfortunately.

Subsequently, due to an erroneous estimation of the enemy, only Kof survived.

Right now.

We have returned to this same predicament.

Kof clenched his Yaguan tightly, walking step by step, cautiously through the woods.

Afraid that too much noise on the next step would lead to discovery.

Which would result in a burst of bullets.

"Boss!" a subordinate crouched down, whispering beside Kof, "Why is there no one? Shouldn't we be running away from here in big strides?"

"No, there must be an ambush in here, trust me," Kof said. "Moreover, if we move too loudly, we might attract the attention of the aircraft above!"

Just as he was speaking.

An armed helicopter swept over the group of mercenaries.

However, the leaves in the woods were too dense, and they did not see Kof and the others below.

But.

Although they did not discover them.

Kof also understood that the current situation was extremely dangerous.

The people who descended from the armed helicopter behind, upon finding no one in the tent, should soon track down here.

With their skills, pursuing them would be a very easy matter.

And their mercenary band could also erase their own moving traces.

But right now, there was simply no time or energy to do so.

In this current situation.

Once discovered, or once discovering others.

What would happen next.

Without a doubt.

Would be an intense gunfight.

How many could survive, how many could be killed.

Or.

The probability of being killed by stray bullets.