Chapter 204

Several Jin soldiers who feigned death to ambush Lin Dao were shot into sieves.

He had encountered such ambush tactics before, and would not fall for them again.

He swapped his machine gun for a grenade launcher and fired six incendiary rounds at the City Gate Tower.

The Jin soldiers inside ran out, their bodies ablaze.

Waving his arms, he leaped over the battlements and tumbled down from the city tower several zhang high.

He smashed into the mud, twitched a few times, and fell still.

Yet the fire on his body was not extinguished; mixed with rain, smoke swirled, drawing much attention.

Inside a residence below the city, Wanyan Tala slammed a fist into the window frame.

"It failed."

"Marshal." A Han scholar recruited by Tala saluted and said, "This plan has failed, but this student has another plan."

Before he could finish, Tala pointed at him and said, "Drag him out and execute him."

The Jin soldiers in the room stepped forward, seized him, and left.

The scholar turned pale with fright, struggling and shouting in panic.

"Marshal, spare me~ I am still useful~"

"Bang! Bang!"

The soldiers punched him twice, and the scholar fell silent at once.

"Are the brave warriors of our Great Jin to be wasted like this by you?"

Over a hundred death squad warriors~~~

Once on the battlefield, they could rout thousands of Song!

Tala was heartbroken.

Through the window, past the rain curtain, he gazed toward the distant city tower.

Killing intent shone in his eyes.

According to that Lin Dao Lin Zihou's habit, he would come cause trouble every day.

He would only leave after ravaging Great Jin's warriors.

His scholar, following this convention, proposed the idea of feigning death for a sneak attack.

Unfortunately, they were defeated in the end.

"This battle!" Tala slammed another fist into the window frame. "It is truly stifling!"

Recalling the military council earlier, the enraged Fourth Prince demanded the army enter the city and massacre all of Bianliang City.

The Fourth Prince's exact words were: "That man does have some skill."

"But if our Great Jin's several hundred thousand troops enter, even if he has three heads and six arms, how many Song can he save?"

"Massacre everyone in the city, take the plundered women, silver, gold, and artisans, and the whole army returns north."

At the time Tala also thought it feasible, better than being stuck like this.

But the West Route Army's leader Nianhan opposed it to his face.

"We have all seen with our own eyes that Lin Dao can vanish into thin air."

"I fear several hundred thousand troops still cannot catch him."

"You speak of massacring the city, but do you know that this city is now our barrier?"

"This man has great divine power; precisely because he cares for so many Song inside the city, he is trapped within it."

"If we truly massacre the city, we will be cutting his bonds for him."

"From then on, he need worry about nothing, only follow us wholeheartedly."

"Walk and kill all the way!"

"Kill all the way to Huanglong Prefecture!"

"Do you want to see that giant object run rampant unchecked within Huanglong Prefecture?"

"Or do you want to see all of Great Jin, upper and lower, living every day in fear of being beaten to death?"

The Fourth Prince was unwilling: "Then what do we do, let the army stagnate here?"

Nianhan replied: "Stagnate!"

"Stagnate until the city's grain is exhausted and people starve to death!"

"By then, offer grain as a condition to negotiate with Lin Dao!"

"Negotiate a result of non-aggression!"

"Before that, use every means to attack Lin Dao; if he can be eliminated, all the better."

"Battlefield slaughter needs no many words."

Thinking of this, Tala could hardly contain himself.

"Great Jin runs rampant under heaven, invincible in battle."

"Yet there is actually a day when they actively seek to negotiate with others."

They had always solved things by military force in the past.

Unfortunately, Lin Dao was an existence their military force could not solve.

Nianhan, who represented the distant branch of the Wanyan tribes, had strong military ability; otherwise he could not be the de facto commander of the West Route Army.

And his political skill was even stronger than his military ability.

Tala always remembered Nianhan's words.

"If Lin Dao comes to kill once, our Great Jin loses hundreds or thousands of warriors."

"He comes every day!"

"How many able-bodied men does the Great Jin have to sustain such losses!"

"Great Jin." Wanyan Zonghan's gaze pierced the rain curtain toward the city tower. "Unbearable!"

"Click!"

Lin Dao, having reloaded, raised the grenade launcher and stood at the parapet of the city wall.

Not far behind him, the Nanxun Gate city gate tower burned fiercely.

"Boom!"

One incendiary round flew toward a civilian house several hundred meters away.

The impact point deviated slightly, smashing into the courtyard wall, and instantly firelight shot into the sky.

Inside the courtyard, more than ten Jin soldiers rushed out of the houses, fleeing quickly.

The civilian houses outside the city had long fallen into the hands of the Jin people; their original owners were either killed or captured.

Wherever there were traces of human activity, it must be the Jin people.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Grenades were fired one after another, delivering a barbecue feast to the Jin people outside the city.

Only after all the incendiary rounds brought were used up did Lin Dao pack up and leave.

"The incendiary rounds are used up; I need to make a trip to South Africa to restock."

"The things Enzo was asked to look into last time should have arrived."

Riding an electric mule down the Walking Path, he returned along the Imperial Street via the original route.

Today's work was temporarily concluded.

Whether to come for another round after the late-night snack depended on his mood.

An army of several hundred thousand seemed terrifying.

But in the end, they could still be killed off.

Wanyan Zonghan, who had waited a long time without hearing another thunderous explosion, exhaled a heavy breath of foul air.

"He left."

His gaze swept over the many meng'an and finally fell on one person.

"Puguli, switch your meng'an to guard the city tower."

The named Puguli had an extremely ugly expression.

The others all sighed in relief in unison.

Facing an opponent they absolutely could not beat, this sense of helplessness truly tortured the heart.

"Marshal!"

Puguli could not help but speak up: "Since we cannot fight, why still defend the city!"

Everyone was also doubtful: if we cannot fight, just withdraw; why bother filling lives like this.

The brave warriors of the Great Jin were not blown in by the wind, to have their lives casually squandered.

"The siege is to starve the people inside to death."

"Only by then will we have the leverage to negotiate!"

Lin Dao once again boarded the plane to South Africa.

Same old rule: after boarding First Class Cabin, request an eye mask, put it on, and sleep directly.

When he woke up suffocated, it was already near South Africa Airspace.

He turned his head to look outside through the porthole; the vast blue sea lay before him in full view.

"If I transmigrated on the plane."

"Could I take the whole plane with me?"

"If only I myself transmigrated, when I came back, would I be on the plane or in midair?"

Such a thing had not been experimented on, so naturally there was no conclusion.

Lin Dao shook his head, got up, and went to the restroom.

He did not want to conduct such an extremely risky experiment.

After returning and sitting down again, he called over a flight attendant and asked for some food and drinks.

To his surprise, on the napkin was a string of phone numbers written in watercolor pen.

He looked up in doubt; not far away, a beautiful flight attendant smiled at him.

"Sure enough, only when a man has money and a career can he truly feel just how proactive a woman can be when she takes the initiative."

Lin Dao solemnly put away the napkin in front of the flight attendant.

When he got off the plane and passed a trash can, he casually threw it in.

He was truly not very interested.

And there was a possibility of being trapped, or even catching some strange disease.

In various times and spaces, there were countless beautiful women.

"Boss~~~"

Enzo welcomed him enthusiastically: "Seeing you, I'm really too happy."

It was the truth; when the boss walked, his body shone with the light of banknotes.

Lin Dao refused the hug: "Did you get the things?"

"Of course."

Looking at the security personnel hired by the boss, Enzo responded enthusiastically: "Genuine good goods!"

"Get in the car, let's go take a look."

In an abandoned warehouse, Enzo pulled down the canvas.

A BMP-3 infantry fighting vehicle in desert camouflage appeared before Lin Dao.

"Seventy percent new, good goods."

Enzo chattered on endlessly, introducing it in a rambling way: "The engine has strong power, the suspension system is all original, the electronic equipment is still in Russian, absolutely genuine goods."

Lin Dao didn't speak, turning his head to signal the expert he had paid to bring along.

The expert didn't waste words either, taking a flashlight and instruments, climbing up and down, drilling in and out for a thorough inspection.

"Boss."

The inspection finished, the expert gave his judgment.

"The engine was just refurbished, it'll need refurbishing again after a few hundred hours of use."

"The suspension system is severely worn, although it's been repaired, its service life is insufficient."

"The electronic equipment are all antiques, nobody knows when they'll be scrapped."

"The weapon systems have all been dismantled."

"It's just a shell that can move."

Lin Dao didn't speak, frowned slightly, his gaze turning to Enzo.

Enzo didn't have the slightest look of embarrassment. "Boss, this one is cheap."

"Send it for modification."

Lin Dao stepped forward. "Replace with a new engine and suspension system, replace the electronic equipment with new ones, visible light, thermal imaging, infrared, install all of it."

"Install a remote control system for me."

"Install a remote-controlled machine gun, expand the ammunition capacity."

"Change the tracks to wide tracks."

"Make it integrated, one person can drive and simultaneously operate the weapon systems."

Raising his hand to pat the infantry fighting vehicle. "Also the camouflage, change it."

"Boss." Enzo replied. "This will cost a large sum of money."

"Can do."

Lin Dao kept tapping the vehicle body. "I want it rushed, it must be delivered before I leave this time."

Looking at Enzo, Lin Dao narrowed his eyes. "If this is done well, there will be more orders later."

"One equipped with a machine cannon, one equipped with a grenade launcher, one that sprays fire."

"Whether you can get the subsequent orders depends on your performance."

Enzo, his large eyes shining, nodded repeatedly.

"Boss, rest assured, your order absolutely has no problem!"

"Give me five days, five days later, all the modifications you want will be in place!"

"I swear on my grandmother's name!"

Lin Dao smiled.

Jokingly said: "You should swear on money's name."

"If you can't do it, you won't earn money in the future."

"No~~~" Enzo shook his head repeatedly. "If I can't earn money, I'll die~~~"

The infantry fighting vehicle is the big ticket item.

Besides that, there are other goods.

"Boss, these are all what you want."

Opening one green box after another, inside were packed all kinds of equipment.

Standard AK assault rifles, RPG-7s capable of firing multiple types of ammunition, multiple models of hand grenades, flamethrowers, supplementary grenades and various accessories and tools, etc.

These things are all common goods on the South Africa side.

After the expert inspected them, confirmed no problem.

Lin Dao waved his hand broadly.

"Load them all onto the vehicle for me!"

(End of Chapter)