Before the sunlight had fully penetrated the murky air of the post-apocalyptic wasteland, Lu Zhaoming was already standing in the center of the stronghold, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, an invisible pressure instantly enveloping the entire area.
“Brothers and sisters,” he said with a meaningful smile, “it’s time to teach this damn wasteland a lesson!”
He waved his hand and slammed it heavily on the makeshift sand table, sending dust flying: "This operation is codenamed 'Clearance'!"
Su Li leaned against the wall, a hint of amusement in her alluring eyes. What big move was this man planning now?
Lin Shuang remained calm as always, her slender fingers rhythmically tapping the mechanical arm, as if she were calculating something.
Lu Zhaoming didn't give them much time to think and went straight to the point: "This time, our target is the lair of those scumbags in white robes! We're going to uproot them and let them know who the real boss is in this wasteland!"
He paused, his tone becoming serious: "Of course, this operation is very risky, and I don't force anyone to participate. But I want to tell you, this is a chance to change our destiny! If we succeed, we can completely break free from our oppressed fate and establish a new order of our own!"
After he finished speaking, he looked intently at the crowd, waiting for their response.
"Brother Zhaoming, whatever you say goes! You saved my life, Lao Hei, I'll stick with you!" A burly man was the first to step forward.
“Count me in! I’ve had my eye on those white-robed men for ages!” A woman holding a heavy machine gun chimed in.
With these two leading the way, others also expressed their willingness to follow Lu Zhaoming and fight against the White Robe.
Lu Zhaoming nodded in satisfaction, secretly chuckling to himself. These guys are really easy to sway!
Of course, he was well aware that some of these people were definitely trying to take advantage of the situation and make some profits.
But he didn't care; as long as they could be used for his own purposes, that was enough.
"Excellent!" Lu Zhaoming said loudly, "Since everyone is so motivated, I'll now outline the specific battle plan..."
In the following time, Lu Zhaoming explained each step in detail, including the attack route, personnel allocation, and contingency plans for various emergencies.
He was like an experienced commander, calmly and collectedly directing the overall situation, which boosted the confidence of everyone present.
Of course, while arranging the battle plan, Lu Zhaoming did not forget to secretly lay some traps.
For example, he specially assigned Liu Yan a very important task, which happened to be the only way to the location of the Ghost Hand.
He wanted to see what choice his former good brother would make.
After the meeting, everyone dispersed to prepare for the upcoming battle.
Liu Yan glanced at Lu Zhaoming with a complicated expression, hesitated, and ultimately chose to remain silent.
He hurriedly left the stronghold, his figure quickly disappearing into the vast wasteland.
Lu Zhaoming's lips curled into a cold smile; he had long anticipated that Liu Yan would make such a choice.
"The fish has taken the bait..." he murmured to himself.
At the same time, a group of people silently followed Liu Yan's footsteps. They were arranged in advance by Lu Zhaoming and were responsible for monitoring Liu Yan's every move.
Soon, Liu Yan arrived at an abandoned factory.
This place was once a large machinery manufacturing plant, but it has long been reduced to ruins by the devastation of nuclear war.
The ruins were dilapidated and filled with an aura of death.
Liu Yan cautiously entered the factory, his eyes scanning his surroundings warily.
"You've arrived?" a sinister voice suddenly rang out.
The ghostly hand emerged from the darkness, a chilling smile on its face.
"Did you bring the things?" he asked impatiently.
Liu Yan nodded, took out a small chip from his pocket, and handed it to Ghost Hand.
Ghost Hand took the chip, carefully examined it, and smiled with satisfaction after confirming that everything was correct.
“Very good, with this, the White-Robed Lord will be very pleased,” he said sinisterly.
"When will I be able to return to normal?" Liu Yan couldn't help but ask.
"Don't worry, once we've completed Lord White Robe's plan, we'll naturally remove the control from you," Ghost Hand said dismissively.
A hint of resentment flashed in Liu Yan's eyes.
Just then, a cold voice suddenly rang out: "I'm afraid your plan is going to fail."
Lu Zhaoming led Su Li and Lin Shuang in slowly.
"Liu Yan, you really betrayed me." Lu Zhaoming looked at Liu Yan with icy eyes, his tone filled with disappointment.
Liu Yan's expression changed, but his body moved uncontrollably to block the ghost hand.
"It's no use, he belongs to us completely now," Ghost Hand sneered.
"Really? Then let's give it a try." Lu Zhaoming
He quickly activated his Eye of Judgment, instantly locking onto the Ghost Hand's weakness.
"Psychoanalysis" is launched!
Countless pieces of information flooded into Lu Zhaoming's mind; he had found it!
Ghost Hand's weakness lies in a chip controller on his waist, which is the key to controlling Liu Yan.
Lu Zhaoming's lips curled into a wicked smile as he deliberately created chaos to attract Ghost Hand's attention.
"Su Li, Lin Shuang, make your move!" he shouted.
Su Li and Lin Shuang immediately understood and launched an attack on the ghost hand from the left and right sides respectively.
Su Li moved with a seductive, ghostly grace, weaving through the ruins and occasionally throwing specially made poisons at the ghost hand.
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