Baru was so disappointed that he kicked him hard, "I bought this with my own money. If you blow it up, I'll buy you a new one. Hurry up."
"Really?" Boha's eyes were filled with excitement. "I've got my eye on that Wing Loong from the China Airshow. Brother Lu, can I buy it?"
Baru took a deep breath and kicked out again, "You prodigal son, that was bought by a rich man. If we buy that thing, will we not marry a wife? Who the hell is worthy of being beaten with that thing? Are you giving him face? It's a waste to use a Type 56 on him."
The man was furious. "Hurry up and do it! If you let me get away, I'll tie you to a drone and blow you up."
Boha reluctantly flew the drone towards the area where the gunshots were heard.
"Brother Lu, we found three people moving down the mountain at your three o'clock direction."
"Why are there only three of them?" Baru pressed his temple. "Let's look for them again. They must have smelled something and dispersed."
"Yeah." Boha said, and lowered his head to search again.
After about ten minutes, there was still no movement from Boha's side.
"Nothing?" Baru frowned irritably. "Why is it so damn hard to ask you to do a job? By the time you find it, Sakun will probably be in Yangon holding his grandson. You loser."
Boha raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. "What the hell? Where did they go?"
The man lying on the ground closed his eyes, and the surrounding terrain automatically appeared in his mind, from far to near, every mountain range, every river valley, every wetland swamp, flashed before his eyes like a movie scene.
"There's a swamp at ten o'clock. Fly the drone over there and detonate it."
"Brother Lu?" Boha thought he was crazy. He left three living people alone and went to blow up the swamp?
"Do as I say." Baru pressed the microphone. "Biaozi, follow the direction Boha just told you. Wait at the foot of the mountain. You take care of those three people."
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