Chapter 69

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Protagonist:

Milton

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Matteo was actually quite interested in this plan to disgust all his enemies at once, and hurriedly asked, "Boss, how are you going to do it?"

Milton smiled: "They want to talk? Then send people to talk with them."

Luz asked with some worry: "Use negotiations to delay time? Will that work?"

"How could we possibly delay time with them?" Milton shook his head, "Dragging it out is obviously more advantageous to them."

Don't look at how Milton's martial force now seems to barely be able to wrestle with these people... the problem is the enemy controls official resources; in other words, the enemy has 8 mineral patches, while Milton's side only has 2. Dragging it out is meaningless and will only widen the strength gap further.

Milton can win countless times, but losing just once means he's completely finished.

And how many times have the Checkpoint and Fan Kang Gang lost? Aren't they still living just fine?

"Then, how do we talk?"

"Don't we have two moles? Let them go as our representatives to talk." Milton's tone was flat, "Remember to provoke them a bit, make the negotiation atmosphere a little stiff."

Luz didn't quite understand: "Make the negotiation atmosphere stiff? Why?"

Milton said it as if it were perfectly natural: "If it's too harmonious, what if the other side brings too few guards or armed forces when they come to negotiate?"

Luz was even more bewildered: "The other side's armed forces? Too few?"

"Exactly." Milton nodded, "The more people they bring, the better I can wipe them all out in one go — including those two moles, bury them together, saves trouble."

Only now did the few people present finally understand Milton's plan.

Their train of thought just now was still stuck on how to use negotiations to secure a favorable treaty...

So Milton actually wants to gather everyone together and silence them all? Too ruthless, right?

Pretend to reluctantly agree to negotiations, adopt a worse attitude, trick the enemy into bringing more armed forces to the negotiation site, then send the two moles as "envoys" to negotiate, and finally package them all up and kill them?!

Simply crazy to the extreme, this is practically an open declaration of war, isn't it?

The enemy might just be thinking of using negotiations to delay time, or do a little probing, or maybe even genuinely want to negotiate... but Milton is directly going for the kill?

Matteo stood up excitedly: "Boss! Great, let's do this! I fully support this plan! Whatever you need me to do, you must tell me!"

"Feels like a big battle? We have frag grenades and machine guns, but don't we need more weapons?"

Milton nodded: "Yes, and preferably some high-power explosives, try to eliminate most of their combat-effective personnel in the first wave of attack."

Luz suddenly thought of that seized RPG-7: "Boss, didn't you get an RPG before? We use that? Plus mortars and machine guns, should be enough?"

"That thing, even with HE rounds, doesn't have that strong anti-personnel lethality, don't be fooled by movies." Milton shook his head, "As for mortars... not very usable in street terrain, better to get some direct-fire firepower."

"Didn't the gun shop Boss say they were stocking recoilless guns? Let's go check if his stock has arrived later."

"If not, we'll think of a way to get some explosives ourselves."

If we could buy a recoilless gun like the Carl Gustaf M2, that would be perfect.

These small-time gangs only know the RPG-7, see a tube and think they're all the same, but actually it's not like that at all.

Rocket launchers are light, cheap, look intimidating, but have slow projectile speed and poor range; they fire rockets, mainly used for urban anti-armor; while recoilless guns are expensive and relatively bulky, but have long range, high precision, high power, fire cannon shells, and can be used for anti-personnel and anti-fortification.

Don't look at how compact the Gustaf M2 is, it's a genuine 84mm rifled cannon; the most common HEDP shell has a charge equivalent to 600g of TNT.

It can practically be regarded as a T34 tank main gun that a person can carry and run with!

One shot can send all gathered enemies packing; the effect is even better if it explodes indoors.

As for the expensive price — as long as it can defeat the enemy, money is the least valuable thing.

"Good, I'll go ask..."

But just then, a person responsible for standing sentry at the pharmacy knocked urgently on the door.

Milton subconsciously reached for his pistol, stood up and asked: "What happened?"

The sentry hurriedly said: "Boss, those two people you had us watching, they've come knocking, want to see you?"

Those two moles?

Came knocking on their own initiative? Matteo just released the news, and the fish took the bait this fast?

Milton deliberated for a moment, then said: "Let them in, remember to search them first."

Soon, the two walked in.

However, unlike the first meeting when they obediently handed over money, this time their backs were noticeably straighter.

Without waiting for Milton to speak, they pulled out chairs on their own and sat down, not polite in the slightest.

In their view, Milton was just a tyrant who forcibly climbed to power relying on violence and bloodshed; they only lowered their heads out of necessity, there was no respect to speak of.

What's more, they've now found a real backer.

Just a punk who suddenly rose up through a sneak attack, what's so scary about him?

"Tax Collector sir, congratulations, made quite a bit of money recently, haven't you?"

Milton leaned back in his chair, voice cold: "What business, speak directly."

"I heard you want to make peace with those people, is that right?"

The other person wasn't so polite either; he also spoke coldly, taking over: "Straight talk then... that side is willing to give you a chance. But peace is precious, and precious things naturally require money to buy."

"Police Chief Pedro has agreed to spare you, but..."

"The 'tax revenue' you previously collected from us, the losses caused, and that money you seized by disgraceful means, must all be spat back out."

Yo, these two moles have completely dropped the act?

They originally still wanted to hide it, but discovered the so-called "Hell Tax Collector" was also a softie who wanted peace talks, and got Pedro's backing, so they just showed their cards and started pushing their luck?

Now, the two of them consider themselves Pedro and Varta's "Ambassadors", and have gotten bold directly?

They actually dare demand money from my hand, they've got a bit of a death wish.

Milton reined in all his killing intent, asking calmly: "On what grounds?"

That man sneered with contempt: "You really think they can't do anything to you? You should be grateful to us, we spoke a few good words for you in front of Mr. Pedro!"

"Your several violent actions can be explained as irrational mistaken actions for self-preservation."

"And the best way to make amends for mistakes is money."

"Hand over your money, hand over your people, and Mr. Pedro and Mr. Varta can let you off, and write off your grievances in one sum."

"If they're in a good mood, they might even give you a job, a real job, because you've indeed proven your strength and value."