Ye Zi was surprised to learn that crossing the border was so easy; she could drive her pickup truck straight across without even stopping.

When they stopped to refuel, Ye Zi casually remarked:

"No wonder drug traffickers are rampant; with this level of border control, it's easy for them to get away with it."

Li Erniu responded with a smile:

"That depends on who is crossing the border. If it's a drug trafficker entering the country, then it'll be troublesome, but it's still very easy for us to leave the country."

You can't expect a country where 70% of the population is illiterate to have satellite surveillance of its borders around the clock.

Ye Zi raised an eyebrow and continued to ask:

"So you're saying it's easy for us to leave the country, but difficult for drug traffickers to enter, but why are there still so many drugs circulating in the country?"

"A 10% profit margin on a product will motivate people to take action, 20% will make people flock to it, 30% will make people impatient, 50% will make people try every means to obtain it, and 100% will make people go crazy."

The profit margin for drugs is 200%, and driven by such huge profits, these drug traffickers will do everything they can to smuggle drugs.

Cross-border smuggling is just the most common method. Every year, countless people die on the road while using human bodies to smuggle drugs, but people are still willing to join.

Only one-fifth of the drugs were circulating domestically; the rest were intercepted.

Drug traffickers are even more knowledgeable about the border situation than the Lao-Burmese government forces.

Even this one-fifth of the drugs didn't all enter the country from this area; they came from all over the country.

Unless all troops are deployed to the border, with guards every five steps and sentries every ten steps, even then, drugs cannot be completely eradicated.

Because they can't enter the country, drug traffickers will manufacture the drugs domestically.

Ye Zi nodded. It really can't be blamed on the country's lack of efforts. Looking at the whole world, China has the strongest crackdown on drugs because China has suffered losses in this area, and big losses at that.

Opium in those days is a case in point. Ordinary people smoked opium, officials were just as addicted, and even the army smoked it. It was common to see soldiers carrying weapons and opium pipes at their waists.

This phenomenon lasted for nearly a century, and later even the use of opium as a substitute for military pay emerged. When recruiting soldiers, as long as the banner of opium was displayed, the source of soldiers was directly solved.

There were even cases where people would rather throw away their rifles than their opium pipes.

To turn someone into a traitor, you don't need beautiful women or gold; a box of opium will do the trick.

This sounds like nonsense, but it really happened, and it involved entire groups defecting to the enemy, all for the sake of taking an extra puff of smoke.

After refueling, the car continued its journey, and all meals and drinks were taken care of in the car.

Li Erniu was in the lead car, and he had the target's exact location and route in his hands.

After dark, the convoy did not stop; the drivers put on night vision goggles and continued on their way.

The road was actually quite difficult to traverse; driving was slower than walking. But there was no other way. Besides Ye Zi's spare ammunition, the others were also heavily armed, including heavy weapons for assault.

All things considered, it was far too much for just a dozen or so people to carry, which is why they chose to drive, even if it was slower.

The car stopped not because we needed to rest, but because there was no road ahead and we had to continue on foot.

After getting off the bus, everyone started organizing their equipment.

Ye Zi carried two boxes of ammunition on her chest and back, and the machine gun was slung across her waist via a strap, ready to fire at any time as long as the power switch was turned on.

With a handgun in his right hand and a box of grenades in his left, he was ready to act at any moment.

Li Erniu and the others were not far behind; each of them carried a large backpack, their chests filled with ammunition.

Ye Zi thought the assault weapon was a rocket launcher, but she didn't expect there to be anti-tank missiles as well. Moreover, the rocket launcher didn't use conventional ammunition; it used thermobaric weapons.

Thermobaric weapons have been banned internationally. They are extremely lethal, especially when used against enemies inside bunkers or rooms.

The warhead contains an oxidizer, which ignites the air within a certain range when the explosion occurs.

Essentially, the accelerant uses the flames of the explosion to ignite the oxygen in the air, depleting the oxygen in a certain area. Even if someone isn't killed by the explosion or the burns, they will still die from lack of oxygen.

This thing is quite vicious, so it has been banned by the international community, just like white phosphorus bombs.

Seeing Ye Zi's surprised expression, Li Erniu laughed:

"We don't exist. You know what would happen if we were caught. Even if you threw a poison gas bomb, let alone a thermobaric bomb, no one could do anything to us."

Besides, our goal is revenge, it's killing, we won't take prisoners, and we certainly won't leave any survivors.

So, take it easy.

Li Erniu thought Ye Zi had the mentality of a new recruit and was resistant to the enemy's ruthless killing behavior, which was why he said that.

But Ye Zi pointed to the remaining box of thermobaric bombs in the car:

"Why keep it? Take it with you."

Li Erniu exclaimed in surprise:

Don't you think what we're doing is too cruel?

“Those who are not of our kind are bound to have different hearts. They’ve done disgusting things and ridiculed us relentlessly. Aren’t they just waiting for our revenge?”

Since they want it, then let's give it to them.

I have a big mission to do. I was originally planning to ask the higher-ups to find a few death row inmates or spies to get used to things, but now I have such a good opportunity.

Waste is shameful.

Li Erniu glanced back at his teammates' situation and said with a wry smile:

"We're out of space, and we might need it during our retreat, so let's keep some spare ammunition."

“I have some.” Ye Zi pointed to the ammunition box on her back, indicating that it could be placed there, and then continued:

"You're still planning to retreat towards the border with the pursuers? Wouldn't that be tantamount to admitting our origins?"

The best way is to eliminate the pursuers.

Li Erniu rolled his eyes at Ye Zi and said:

"I didn't realize you were such a killer."

Then, together with his teammates, he lifted the last box of thermobaric bombs and placed it on the ammunition box behind Ye Zi, securing it with ropes.

Ye Zi stood up and stretched, then smiled under everyone's gaze:

"No problem, it won't affect the event."

Then all eyes turned to Li Erniu.

Li Erniu curled his lip and said:

"You pervert! You can do whatever you want just because you're strong."

"Of course, a professional harvester, bombarded by 30,000 rounds of ammunition, you should be secretly thrilled, do other squads get this kind of treatment?"

Upon hearing Ye Zi's words, the others immediately looked at another team member, who was a machine gunner. However, he only carried one-thirtieth of the ammunition Ye Zi had—no, one-sixtieth, because Ye Zi had a box of bullets on her chest.

The difference was immediately apparent.

Li Erniu smiled helplessly. There are strong people at the gates of hell, but there really isn't anyone as strong as Ye Zi.

The other three squads, each equipped with a strength-type combatant, only carried a little more ammunition, but nothing compared to Ye Zi's monstrous abilities.

"Let's go." Li Erniu turned and left.