"...Great! Great! Great! But, handsome boy, why don't you let me go to Team 2? I want to steal the ship."
After hearing Lu Xuan's plan, Yin Yichen applauded, but it seemed that this girl had some ideas of her own.
"Lu Xuan, is it too dangerous for you to take that man with you? How about I go with you?"
After hearing this, Shen Keyin was very worried about her man's safety. After all, his part was the most risky in Lu Xuan's plan.
"It's okay. As long as we have internal and external support, and I have firearms, it's no problem to capture them. What I'm most worried about is whether I can capture them alive. It would be best if I could catch them alive and question them."
Lu Xuan waved his hand calmly, seeming to be full of confidence in this operation.
But after hearing what Lu Xuan said, everyone felt that something was wrong...
"Lu Xuan...what do you mean by 'it's best to catch him alive'?"
After everyone was silent for a moment, Shen Keyin still asked hesitantly.
"Alright, alright, everyone, eat what you need to eat today and rest well. We have a tough battle tomorrow. Let's adjourn!"
Lu Xuan suddenly felt a stomachache and had no time to answer Shen Keyin. He just waved casually at everyone and ran to the toilet.
"The handsome boy seems full of confidence, that must be right. Ke Yin, how about I switch with you and go steal the boat."
Seeing Lu Xuan running away nonchalantly, everyone fell silent again for a moment. Finally, it was Yin Yichen who broke the deadlock. Who told this girl to still want to steal the boat?
"Sister Mengyao, Sister Keyin... Brother Lu Xuan wouldn't be thinking of killing all of them... right?"
Taylor made a beheading gesture and looked at Leng Mengyao and Shen Keyin with a frown.
It's no wonder the young man had such thoughts. After all, the cannibal tribe was large, numbering at least eighteen, while his own side, even including Qin Jianli, numbered only seven. Seven against eighteen—a contest of vastly different strengths. However, in the eyes of his own team leader, Brother Lu Xuan, the situation seemed to take on a completely different tone, as if the other side was the weaker party and annihilating them was a piece of cake.
"Lu Xuan...he should...keep at least one of the other party...for questioning."
Leng Mengyao actually didn't know how to answer Taylor's question, especially when she heard that Lu Xuan seemed a little worried about not being able to catch him alive. Miss Leng suddenly remembered a famous saying left by a combat hero: "The enemy not only refused to surrender, but also dared to fight back against me."
Am I going to surround the other tribe with the strength of seven people?
Although Lu Xuan said it lightly, the girls and Taylor naturally did not dare to slack off. Even if they were to set off tomorrow, the five of them had already started preparing.
Shen Keyin and Aphrodite put the dry food and drinking water they would need for tomorrow into their backpacks.
Yin Yichen was sharpening her rifle before the battle. The girl even took out Lu Xuan's hunting rifle and demonstrated with it twice, even though her mission tomorrow was just to create a decoy outside the enemy tribe.
Leng Mengyao and Taylor's task was relatively difficult. After asking Qin Jicheng, the two found a few plastic bottles with good sealing properties and pumped out about 30 liters of gasoline from the large gasoline barrel that their group had painstakingly transported back from the yacht.
"Wow, you two are amazing. You managed to pump out so much gasoline?"
After Miss Yin finished her own "bamboo spear", she ran over to join Leng Mengyao and Taylor in the fun. Seeing that the two had already pumped out so much gasoline, she stared in amazement with her mouth open.
Taylor was still a little worried: "Sister Yichen, Sister Mengyao, I'm worried that this amount of gasoline is not enough..."
"This is not enough. There are so many of them. It will be a problem how we will transport them there when the time comes."
Hearing Taylor say that so much gasoline wasn't enough, Yin Yichen's head was spinning, and then she posed a question that made everyone else a little worried. Putting aside the question of whether this amount of gasoline was enough, even this amount alone was difficult for her group to carry. After all, they still had to cross mountains and rivers to find the cannibal tribe. How could they make it all the way with over 30 liters of gasoline on their backs?
"It's definitely a bit low. Even with a small engine under 150 horsepower, this amount of gasoline would only last for a maximum of two hours. The island isn't that big, so two hours is plenty for our return. However, considering we have to make a detour and the sea conditions to the south are uncertain, we need to prepare at least an extra hour's worth of gas."
Taylor frowned and pointed at the gasoline he had already pumped out, expressing great concern.
"So we have to leave early tomorrow morning, and we'll take the wheelbarrow. Taylor, this isn't enough, we need at least another 20 liters."
A few people were chatting here when Lu Xuan came back. He took a look at the gasoline that had been pumped out and waved his hand, indicating that he had to continue pumping gasoline.
"Cart? Handsome boy, this is a jungle and a mountain road. Is it easy to use a cart?"
Yin Yichen got a headache when she saw all these gasoline cans, big and small. Thinking about how she and her group would have to bring all these cans along with them when they went out to rob houses tomorrow, the headache got even worse...
"So we have to leave early. Don't worry, I've already asked that guy. He's very familiar with the roads over there, and most of them are flat. Once we get through this section of the jungle, the rest of the journey will be easier. It's only about fifty liters of gasoline, which is only about forty kilograms, lighter than you..."
Lu Xuan, however, looked calm and composed. It was obvious that he had already taken this into consideration. At the end, he even compared the weight of these bottles and jars with Miss Yin.
"I... I'm only a little heavier than it, probably in my early nineties at most. No... Why are you comparing me to a gasoline barrel? I... Does it have a body like mine?"
The girl didn't seem to react at first, and actually compared herself to it. In the end, she realized something was amiss. Lu Xuan was actually comparing himself to a gasoline barrel...
"...Then I'll smoke some more. I have a lot of cans at home anyway. I can tie them together with a rope when the time comes."
After hearing Lu Xuan's latest instructions, Taylor started to use the pipe to siphon gasoline without saying a word.
The six people were busy until dark, and finally completed all the preparations. Whether it was weapons, food, drinking water, or the gasoline that had been loaded on the cart, everything was ready.
Before going to bed, Lu Xuan came out to check the weather.
After seeing the moisture in the jungle increase and the temperature drop, Lu Xuan became more confident about tomorrow's action...
This is God helping me...
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