Chapter 1014 Operation Codename "Demon Hunter" (First update, please subscribe)
"Kill the butcher and avenge the dead Chileans!"
When Pasoalto's words came out, there was a sudden silence in the room. Allende and Oswald looked at him, at their excited friend.
"Kill him? Do you mean assassinate him?"
"Yes! It's an assassination!"
Basoalto nodded vigorously and said.
"When he was in Chile, countless people wanted to kill him, but they never had the chance. He was always protected by the army. But now, he is just a retired official. Will there still be the army to protect him when he goes abroad? No!"
Shaking his head vigorously, Basoalto said.
"That's totally impossible, which gives us the opportunity to kill him here."
"This is impossible!"
Oswald said bluntly, shaking his head.
"It is known to the whole world that there are many Chileans in Tacna. I heard from the editor that the president would send troops to protect him. Here, the federal army is doing its best to protect him, my friend."
"How could this happen, damn it,"
"Yeah, how is this good news?"
Allende took a puff of his cigar with some boredom. Of course, he also wanted to kill the butcher. After all, their family's estate was taken away by the decree signed by the butcher.
"This is certainly good news, my friends."
Walking to the table, Oswald poured himself a cup of tea and then continued.
"Perhaps, the Federation will do its best to protect him, but... friends, he has left Ming now. As long as we are willing, we have plenty of opportunities! Why must we do it here?"
Not necessarily here!
Basoalto's eyes lit up and he looked at Oswald and said.
"You mean, we should do it somewhere else?"
"All we need is an opportunity."
Oswald said this and then looked at his friends.
"It may not be here, but it may be somewhere else. Who knows?"
"Yes."
Allende held the cigar between his fingers, thought for a moment, and then spoke.
"There may be opportunities elsewhere, but it's a pity that we can't kill him here."
Then he made a "what a shame" expression.
"At least we can avenge the dead."
There was a hint of coldness in Basoalto's voice.
"But we can't tell anyone. If someone else finds out, it will be bad if the secret police of the Imperial Security Bureau get to know the news. Those monkeys are very smart and can get any information!"
"Yes, if we decide to act, we can't tell anyone else."
Allende sighed deeply, expressing the resentment that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.
"That's how our organization was destroyed back then. You never know if the person who resisted with you is a spy. By the time you find out, it's too late!"
"Sure, there are many people in Chile who are willing to cooperate with them for dirty money, for shameful interests."
Basoalto smiled coldly.
"We have to act on our own, but before we act, we must get money and weapons."
"Money! Money is more important. If we want to look for opportunities elsewhere, we must get money first."
Allende reminded.
“Without money, we can only watch opportunities disappear before our eyes.”
"Money...we can think of some way!"
Having said that, Basoalto was silent for a while.
"We must seize this opportunity. We must use his blood to win back the patriotism of the Chilean people."
…
Almost a week later, a train car carrying salaries of the Bastow Saltpeter Company was robbed by robbers armed with pistols and rifles on the way to the mine. This happened almost every day. After all, the mine was located in a sparsely populated desert, and only the train was connected to the outside world. There would always be robbers robbing trains traveling in the desert.
In the past ten years, the bandits would catch up with the train on the way and steal the explosives or money on the train, and sometimes they would even steal saltpeter. This was a very common thing in the desert. Even the military and police were too lazy to pay attention to such things.
For the Saltpeter Company, they could only maintain their own safety. They hired a large number of escorts. When they encountered robbers, those people also fought back against the robbers. Several escorts were shot and killed on the train.
People have become accustomed to this.
This was just an ordinary attack, and even the company listed the loss as a normal loss of the company, although the total amount of money stolen this time was far more than 40,000 pesos.
A few days later, a report about the attack was placed on the desk of the Federal State Police Commissioner, who took a cursory look at it and then put it aside.
Everything seems so...not worth mentioning!
Shortly after the robbery, the conspirators carried out their conspiracy again in Allende's room.
“Now the money is there, but there is still a problem that needs to be solved.”
They were able to solve the money problem thanks to the help of Paso Alto, who leaked information about the mining company's salary delivery and used that information to make a deal with the desert bandits.
This deal was undoubtedly worth it, as they received a huge sum of 20,000 pesos, which was enough to support the operation.
But some things cannot be solved by money.
"But our shooting skills are terrible. You saw the results of our previous shooting in the desert. I don't think we can do this at all."
As he stood up from his chair, Allende put out his cigarette in the ashtray.
"We definitely can't do it until we at least solve this problem."
"Yes, if you use a pistol, it's hard to hit the target if it's less than 10 meters away. What we need is to kill him, not injure him!"
Basoalto also stood up, looked out the window, and said.
"What if we're on the road, using a rifle?"
"That's unlikely, it would be hard to hit him while he's sitting in the car."
"Sit down, gentlemen, we want to be able to sort this out."
The two men sat down together again, and then they looked at Oswald and asked.
"Do you have any good ideas?"
"Good idea, I don't have..."
Oswald said,
"But there is another way."
"What is the solution?"
After taking a puff of his cigarette, Oswald thought for a moment and said.
"If you can't hit him accurately, then get as close to him as possible, just like the distance between us now, and then shoot him directly!"
As soon as Oswald finished speaking, Basoalto said.
"This is impossible, we have no chance of getting close to him!"
"There is a chance! Since that day, I have done all the investigations and planning myself. No one else knows about it. I think as long as I can be as careful as possible, I will have a chance to get close to him and kill him at close range!"
Oswald said in a calm tone.
"My plan will work,"
Then he introduced his long-planned plan to his friends, which did not seem complicated. But when he explained his ideas one by one, his friends were stunned.
Indeed, it is just as he said. This plan will surely succeed if it can be implemented.
"But there seems to be a loophole in this plan."
Basoalto looked at his plan and pointed to one of the links. He said,
“Here, it seems a little difficult.”
"It's not difficult, just prepare in advance."
Oswald said confidently.
"I call this plan 'Demon Hunter'! This time, no matter what, we must eliminate that devil from this world!"
(End of this chapter)
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