The Dragon Gang soldiers on the hillside laughed heartily.
Someone deliberately pushed several boulders down the mountain, where they tumbled and crashed to the foot of the mountain, creating several muffled thuds and a lot of dust.
Dust flew everywhere.
From a distance of more than twenty meters, a few flying pebbles landed on the hem of the adjutant's clothes.
Nawen's thin face darkened, instantly becoming covered in frost.
Before he came, he had considered that the Dragon Gang would not easily withdraw.
But what was unexpected was that this gang of scumbags showed absolutely no respect to the government forces.
They really don't know what's good for them!
You have 12 hours to evacuate!
"If we don't withdraw our troops before sunrise tomorrow, the 152mm howitzers will flatten this place!"
Newin pointed to the cliff face a few hundred meters away, where chests of gold and treasures were being continuously transported down the cliff.
"Before you leave, remember to leave everything in the treasure vault behind. Your Dragon Gang can't possibly swallow all of this!"
After saying this, Nawen did not linger and turned to walk towards the jeep two hundred meters away.
"These treasures were painstakingly unearthed by our Dragon Gang." Peng Demin kicked a nearby ammunition box. "Want them? Trade your life for them!"
Naiwen, who was about to leave quickly, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and his expression became increasingly cold.
Without turning his head, he coldly uttered, "Since that's the case, then let's fight!"
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Night falls.
Sixty-eight mortars were set up in two batches on the reverse slopes of the two hillside positions at the valley entrance.
On both sides of the valley entrance, on the rocky peaks crisscrossed by ravines, more than 2,300 Dragon Gang soldiers had already entered the trenches they had dug.
Further afield, the treasure-transporting operations on the rock face continued in full swing, undeterred by the government forces' threats.
Peng Demin squatted in the trench, wiping a Type 56 assault rifle.
After a while, he suddenly smelled something strange in the mountain breeze.
His intuition told him: Something's up!
He grabbed the infrared binoculars and saw flashes of cold light from cannon barrels passing through the jungle 5 kilometers away.
"A 152mm Soviet-made D-20 howitzer?"
"Damn! These bastards actually dared to lay a hand on me?!"
"Pass down the order: halt the treasure transport operation, immediately move into the artillery shelters, and prepare for battle!"
"receive!"
The battle order has been issued.
Peng Demin crept out of the trench and saw two soldiers not far away lifting the camouflage netting of a Gatling heavy machine gun.
"I wonder where Captain Xiang's T-90 heavy tank is?" he muttered to himself.
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