After finishing their discussions about the image design company, An Moxue and her colleagues began talking to Sophia about investing in the new department store. Finally, she and Katyusha finalized the deal to open a chain of authentic Russian restaurants.
After a flurry of activity, it was past midnight. The group talked about business, drank red tea, and ate snacks, so they didn't feel hungry. But as soon as they stopped, they all became impatient to get back to work.
An Moxue cut and chopped the meat, Sophia mixed the chopped meat with the marinade, Saiya lit the stove, Katyusha washed potatoes and onions and then chopped them, and Masha was in charge of skewering everything.
Everything was ready, the fire was lit, and several people each had a few skewers in their hands and started grilling. They could grill whatever they wanted to eat.
"If only it were autumn, we could roast edamame and corn," Sofia reminisced.
Saiya chimed in, "Yeah! But, Jido, your barbecue room is great. It's the first time we've ever grilled something here. It's not cold at all, it's actually quite warm."
An Moxue smiled and said, "This room has a firewall, which is connected to the fireplace in the living room and the coal stove in the kitchen, so it's not cold."
Martha asked curiously, "You're so busy in the winter, won't you freeze the pipes?"
An Moxue said regretfully, "If I'm away from home for a long time, I'll hire someone to light a fire to prevent the pipes from freezing and cracking. I didn't know this for the first two years, and they would break every year. But after I hired someone to light a fire, they stopped breaking."
Sophia said, "We should hire two people; it would be much more convenient." She has many servants at home and thinks it's normal to have servants; it's too inconvenient for someone like An Moxue.
An Moxue said helplessly, "No, the house is too small, and I don't like the smell of strangers. It's fine as it is now."
The aroma of food wafted out, and the group drank and ate barbecue, chatting idly about this and that, and time flew by.
Martha remarked, "How long has it been since we've had this much free time?"
An Moxue thought for a moment. It had been a long time for her. She rarely had such a leisurely time. She was always busy like a spinning top, and she was used to it. She asked, "It's been a long time for me. How about you?"
Saiya said, "I'm probably the most idle one. I like this kind of life. I don't want to be as busy as you. I would go crazy if I were. Going to school was the most diligent time of my life."
An Moxue longed for her current life, but reality didn't allow it. "There's nothing wrong with it. Work is meant to serve a better life. If a busy job makes you feel extremely uncomfortable and unwilling, then it's unnecessary."
Sofia said, "I don't understand why someone who likes a leisurely life would keep themselves so busy." Several people nodded in agreement.
An Moxue could only suppress the bitterness in her heart. She couldn't tell anyone about this and could only bear it silently by herself.
An Moxue glared at them and said fiercely, "Eat skewers. You have to eat all the skewers we made today, or you're not allowed to leave." You should know how luxurious it is to eat meat in Lan Kingdom now. A bunch of ungrateful people.
"We'll definitely eat it." These people, when they get along in private, don't have a single bit of the spoiled air of young ladies.
After they finished eating, it was already dark, and everyone was clearly a little drunk. An Moxue then made phone calls to each of them, asking their family drivers to pick them up.
After everyone left, she was left alone in the villa again. The lively atmosphere had come to an end, leaving only silence and a mess in the house.
It got dark, and An Moxue drove out. By the time she arrived at the secret military supply depot, it was already very late.
Today, the place seemed unusually lively, with more than ten extra people. An Moxue counted them up and there were as many as sixteen. Moreover, each of them was extraordinary, calm, and had a restrained aura. An Moxue could tell at a glance that these people were all skilled soldiers disguised as passersby without needing to look at them for long.
It seems that the supplies for that batch of troops have arrived.
She used all her strength to conceal her aura and hid well. No vehicles came by until dawn.
Just when she thought she had misjudged the situation, a line of six vehicles arrived, entering one by one. The people there looked lazy, but in reality, they were on high alert, ready to strike at any moment.
An Moxue didn't dare to look closely. She only watched from afar as one car went in, came out, another car went in, came out again, and finally the vehicles left. She felt that this small secret military supply base must have some very important weapon this time. Otherwise, why would there be twelve more people after the vehicles left, and why would they all have such steady breathing, indicating that they were all skilled fighters?
With more people around, it was quieter and more orderly, and the management was stricter. Even the few people who usually liked to drink a little and complain were not making a sound and were diligently on duty.
The more than thirty people and the newly delivered military supplies were too attractive to her. She was afraid that if she went home and came back, some of them would be taken away. So she stayed there, from night to day and then from day to night.
As night fell, An Moxue took an antidote pill, put on a mask, took out an enhanced version of the sleeping incense, lit it, and began to burn incense around the base.
By the time everyone had finished, ten minutes had passed. The person who had been drugged first had long since passed out. An Moxue tried to kick one of them twice, but he remained motionless like a dead pig.
“Perfect! Action!” she exclaimed to herself.
Entering from the first warehouse, you first see gasoline, diesel, and even plenty of butter.
The second warehouse contained some military blankets, military shoes, and military overcoats, all of which were warm.
The third warehouse was full of canned meat. Starting from the fourth warehouse, it was full of firearms, from pistols to rifles to the most advanced submachine guns. The ammunition supply was quite complete. They were all the most advanced weapons in the world. The last warehouse was full of grenades and landmines.
While excitedly packing the items, An Moxue was also troubled. How could she properly hand these things over to the country without revealing her location? The trail had to be traceable, especially after crossing the border from Esairi to the border of Lan Kingdom. There had to be a trail left behind.
After thinking for a moment, An Moxue realized that she could only use the grain transport trucks as cover, with half a truckload of grain and the other half of weapons and ammunition.
After collecting the items, An Moxue cleaned up all traces of herself, including the sleeping incense, and moved all the soldiers to their resting rooms to prevent them from freezing to death in the cold.
Although she knew that these people had lost their belongings and would not have a good ending, she still couldn't directly kill them. Indirectly, however, was unavoidable, since they were on different sides from her!
Then, she glanced at the place she had been painstakingly monitoring for over half a month. She wondered if it would still be used as a military supply depot after this incident. She really wished she could come back and collect free military supplies again.
It's free, and it's simply amazing!
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