Scorpion set off immediately upon receiving Deng Xian's telegram, just as Deng Xian had said—
He is very arrogant.
The team was not fully staffed this time. One reason was that, based on previous encounters, the Sandcastle army was completely ineffective and consisted entirely of rookies. The second reason was that the Scorpion Party was growing in size, and its officers had various responsibilities in the southwest region, making it impossible for them to be in two places at once, so they had to stay at their posts.
He only brought three cadres with him on this mission; they were all veterans who had followed him since the founding of the Scorpion Party.
"Back then, you and I were just fourth-class citizens at the very bottom of Wall One. Who could have predicted that we would become what we are today so many years later?"
On the way to set up the ambush, Poison Scorpion couldn't help but sigh.
The top executive beside him, known as 'the scorpion's left claw' and nicknamed Sagittarius, couldn't help but frown and ask, "Boss, now that the situation has been settled and I think the time is ripe, it's time to break free from the control of the Number One Wall."
Scorpion shook his head: "It's not good enough yet. If we lose the Forest Group's gun line, our combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced. Besides, Deng Xian not only gives us guns but also money. We might as well take it."
"But we are controlled by others everywhere. The new weapons are indeed useful, but our industries have been established one after another. I think everyone will accept that the brothers can use the 'Black Gecko M series' as before."
The number two cadre, nicknamed "Cherish the Years" and known as "the Scorpion's Right Claw," chuckled and said, "Once you're used to the incendiary gun, who would go back to using the Black Gecko? Is that kind of garbage gun even usable?"
The archer curled his lip and said, "Even if it's not the Black Gecko, the Sand Crocodile is much cheaper. It's not that it can't be used. Sandcastle's arms business is all over the eastern desert, and the quality is indeed very good. It's at least not much worse than the Golden Eagle and Rapid Fire."
Scorpion said, "Right now, we get our guns for free, reimbursed by Boss Deng. Although our businesses have been established one after another, they are still in their early stages and not yet firmly established. We need to wait another year or two to accumulate more assets before we can become independent. Besides, I don't want to sever ties with Number One Wall just like that. We can continue to cooperate after we become independent, but we won't be in a superior-subordinate relationship anymore."
The archer said, "Boss, we still need to show some mercy to Sandcastle. If we go too far, it will be difficult to see each other in the future... Forest Group and Sandcastle are enemies, but we are not. If we really want to be independent in the future, it is better to make more friends than to make more enemies."
“I understand that.” Scorpion waved his hand. “The future of Sandcastle is clear to everyone. After their internal partisan struggle ended and the Dictatorship came to power, they are no longer what they used to be. In my opinion, Sandcastle will be even stronger in the future, and may even be able to stand on equal footing with the Oasis Alliance.”
"Tch, so what? They were still utterly routed by us," Xi Sui scoffed.
"That's impressive... I've heard that there's a transcendent being in charge of Sandcastle, otherwise where did they get the starch production technology?" the archer said, frowning.
Xi Sui: "We can't say that. What if Boss Deng is lying too? He just wants to use us to get back at his enemies, treating us like tools."
Scorpion sneered, "Just as you said, independence should be put on the agenda as soon as possible. After we return from this operation, we should establish more industries. With Wall No. 1 behind us, it will be easier for us to act. We should first take over the coal line of Boiler City, and then the salt line. Boss Deng also has some resources in the No. 3 Salt Lake District."
"Boss, you don't mean you're also eyeing the Purple Fortress's firing line, do you?"
Scorpion chuckled and sighed, "The Purple Light-18 has material potential that's no less than that of the Sand Crocodile. They're just struggling to increase their population. Once I've resolved this matter, I'll conveniently seize the leadership of Purple Castle. Then, you, Second Brother, will be the military commander, and you, Third Brother, will be the administrative commander, known as the 'Twin Prime Ministers of Purple Castle'!"
"Administrative supervisor, huh... Hahaha, boss, I can't wait for that day." Xi Sui said with a smile.
The archer didn't speak, but a smile appeared on his face.
It's been so many years, and we've all come a long way. It hasn't been easy for anyone.
If they could settle in Zibao and control the coal and salt lake industries in Boiler City, they would have independent capabilities and would no longer need to be beholden to No. 1 Wall.
At that moment, the walkie-talkie in the vehicle made a hissing sound, and the voice of a subordinate came through:
"Boss, we're almost at the main road. The scouts ahead have spotted Sandcastle's cars; they're on the horizon."
"Good!" Scorpion stood up abruptly, grabbing the windshield of the car and looking eastward. Outside, under the gray sky, his convoy of vehicles surrounded him. Bandits sat on the back of the transport trucks, cleaning and wiping the incendiary gun barrels and chainsaws placed side by side.
The knife is straight and slender, made by using two blades to clamp a chainsaw. Once the chainsaw is turned on, it can cut through steel plates.
The bandits slung their broadswords behind their backs, each carrying a fire-propelled gun. As soon as the convoy stopped, they jumped off the vehicles and lay down in their ambush positions.
Scorpion had their command vehicle parked at the rear, serving as a temporary command post. Shooter and Xisui each had a walkie-talkie for immediate command.
"Boss, we've spotted their convoy. It seems to be mostly transport vehicles; we haven't seen any soldiers!"
The reconnaissance team ahead returned and entered the range of the walkie-talkie communication, immediately sending a message to Scorpion.
"Strange, didn't Boss Deng say they were fully armed and coming in a menacing manner?"
"I guess they're scared of us after we beat them up?" Xi Sui laughed.
"It's not that bad. How many of us were there when we ambushed them last time, and how many were on the other side?" the archer said, frowning.
"So what? No matter how many of them they have, they were still beaten black and blue by us, one against a hundred. Both of their commanders were killed."
Scorpion nodded and said, "The Sandcastle army's combat strength is indeed average, but it's still much stronger than the Old City army. You all need to be careful. Once you arrive, open fire immediately and bombard the area first!"
"yes!"
...
The Sandcastle convoy is approaching.
The responsibility for escorting this shipment was specially arranged by Chen Fusheng to be given to the Black Street Transportation Company. Liang Youfeng, the former Black Street community cadre and now the head of the transportation company, personally directed the transport.
"Chief Liang, why are the soldiers all at the back? Why aren't they following closely?"
Liang Youfeng now has a secretary. He specifically found a female accountant in the Black Street. Of course, it wasn't entirely for his own selfish reasons. He is quite ambitious. This woman was a professional who was specially transferred from the Black Street Bank. She is very capable, and her appearance... well, she is quite good-looking.
Liang Youfeng was enjoying the admiring and respectful looks from his subordinates. He smiled and said, "The master sent a telegram to the government affairs office. This operation will not require the military's intervention."
The female accountant clung to Liang Youfeng's arm, looking around at the desolate sand dunes with some fear, and asked, "Could someone really be lying in ambush here?"
“The master’s telegram is never wrong; if he says it exists, then it must exist.”
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