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Chapter 1203: Chapter 1060: No Loss, Can’t Leave (Please Subscribe!)
The loud sound echoed above the mountaintop.
Even Jerry, who was far away, could hear it.
"What should we do? Do we fight or not?" Tuoyin called Jerry.
Their reinforcements had arrived.
Could they really show off anymore?
It was a serious question.
They had all stopped their attack, waiting for Jerry’s decision. Honestly, they were starting to regret their impulsiveness, especially after seeing something protruding from the airplane.
They were all breaking out in cold sweat.
Holy moly.
It was a Gatt... Should it be this important? I’m just tying some knots here...
Jerry struggled from afar, surprised by the quick arrival of the enemy’s reinforcements. But if they just left with their tails between their legs, what would that do to their reputation, where would his authority stand?
"..."
He thought for a while.
In the end,
Jerry didn’t dare to gamble with his life.
"Come back first."
Tuoyin breathed a sigh of relief and told his men, "Get in the vehicles, let’s leave this place."
His subordinates were relieved.
They were good at favorable encounters, but it was best to avoid uncertain battles.
Soon,
their vehicles disappeared into the mountains.
"They retreated, thank goodness," Xia Yuxing said happily inside the vehicle.
Shi Yong also breathed a sigh of relief.
In this place,
they didn’t enjoy fighting.
Winning a battle could be prestigious and a thrilling story for a while, but bullets don’t discriminate, and if they really engaged, the fight would not be like on TV where the good guys survive after a long battle.
These were all desperate fugitives. 𝑛𝘰𝑣𝘱𝑢𝑏.𝘤𝑜𝘮
Their shooting was definitely not reckless.
Killing the enemies would definitely result in a few of their own dying, which meant several families waking up to fewer comrades; it wasn’t prestigious at all. Scaring them off was enough to satisfy Shi Yong.
...
The vehicles left the mountains.
The helicopter dropped down ropes.
Four people descended.
"Shi Yong, you kid, were you scared just now?" The Chinese security in the mining area knew each other quite well.
Shi Yong rolled his eyes. "That’s not funny."
"Is the work here done?" The man looked at the base station.
Xia Yuxing hurriedly said, "Yes, everything is loaded."
"Then let’s go, squeeze in a little, we four will drive two pickup trucks and get out of here first."
"Fine, we’ll lead the way,"
Shi Yong nodded.
After speaking, the four of them boarded two pickup trucks.
Shi Yong led the way.
The helicopter followed from above.
As they passed near the tribe, everyone tensed up, fearing that a confrontation would be hard to resolve. The two trailing pickup trucks were not bulletproof, but Tuoyin and Jerry held back their impulses.
Watching the convoy move away,
Tuoyin clenched his fist and said fiercely, "Damn it, next time I go out, I must bring a big gun."
Their prey was gone.
He was unwilling.
Jerry sneered, "Let’s remember this incident for now and think of a good plan next time to hit this mining area. That helicopter looks nice; I want one too, pity nobody here can fly it."
Watching the helicopter get smaller in the distance.
"Let’s go," said Jerry.
"Yes."
Nineteen vehicles began their return journey.
...
After several minutes,
they hit the main road.
Shi Yong sped up, the helicopter still trailing above.
A few more minutes passed.
Then, they stopped.
The crisis having passed, Xia Yuxing and the others returned to their own pickup truck. Today’s experience had been too thrilling, being trapped in a vehicle and shot at by a bunch of Africans, and escaping unscathed.
Just as he was about to start the car,
Xia Yuxing saw a long line of vehicles in the distance and his mouth dropped open.
Two military potassium transport vehicles in front, followed by over a dozen black military Hummers, sped past them at at least a hundred kilometers per hour, heading in the direction they had come from.
Even the helicopter in the sky returned.
If it were someone else,
they might have let it go,
but Tang Qing was not one to hold back. Thinking about those who tried to harm him and destroy his things, letting them leave like that as if he were easy to bully, he immediately ordered his men to collect a debt.
Xia Yuxing had just been worried about being followed.
Now,
he wasn’t worried at all.
"That’s so majestic," Sha Li admired.
"Yeah, so dominant."
"What are they going to do?"
"Of course, to drive away these dangerous people," Xia Yuxing said with certainty.
"That makes sense."
...
Jerry and his group slowly drove out of the tribe.
Heading back to their own territory.
The mood was sour.
"These Chinese, threatening us in our own country, I..." Tuoyin had been cursing all the way.
"The helicopter is chasing us," the driver suddenly shouted.
"What?"
As the enormous front of the vehicle grew closer, the driver stuttered, "There are... there are... so many vehicles."
Their speed was not fast.
They were soon caught up to by the fighters.
And they were surrounded.
"Please pull over," a loudspeaker announced.
"What do we do?" Tuoyin started to panic.
Jerry: "..."
How would I know what to do?
The next moment, when the huge potassium transport vehicle at the front was about to hit him, he chickened out and quickly pulled over, cursing as he got out of the car, pointing his gun at the fighters.
Jerry hid behind the car door and loudly questioned, "What do you want?"
At that moment,
a fighter got out of the vehicle.
Completely undeterred by their guns, he said calmly, "Nothing much. You’ve damaged our company’s property, obviously you need to compensate us and apologize. Until then, you can’t leave."
Jerry was stunned.
What is this?
Asking for compensation?
From them?
Refusing to let them leave without paying, are you sure you’re not insane? He thought it was just a warning not to come back again.
"Do you even know what you are talking about?" Jerry said coldly.
The fighter said, "Of course. Need me to repeat it?"
"This is our country, who are you to act so high and mighty?" Jerry shouted angrily.
"We are not acting high and mighty; we just want compensation. In any country, if you damage someone’s property, you have to pay for it. There’s no law in your country that says you can damage official property without compensating."
"If there is, please show us, then you can leave," the fighter said.
Jerry, furious, said, "What if I don’t show you anything?"
"Do you think you have a chance if it comes to a fight?" the fighter asked.
Jerry looked around.
Most of their people were in armored vehicles. If it really came to a fight, he and his men would definitely lose; the opponents could just use their vehicles to bash them, ensuring they wouldn’t return.
That is brutal.
When did such a ruthless Chinese arrive here?
"Why are you helping that Chinese?"
"Job."
"Bullying us good folks is considered a job?" Jerry tried to play the sympathy card.
"Jerry, we know what you do, so don’t say such childish things. According to the law, you should have died dozens of times by now, so don’t say such childish things."
Jerry hadn’t expected that they had investigated him so thoroughly.
"I bet you don’t dare to shoot."
"Want to try?"
"..."
Jerry fell silent for a moment.
He couldn’t figure out their strategy.
"How much?" Jerry asked.
The fighter said, "The vehicles you damaged are special, almost the entire shell needs to be replaced. Going by repair costs, we aren’t asking for much, just $100,000, that’s cheap, right?"
Jerry: "..."
Cheap my ass.
$100,000.
That’s robbery!
"Your vehicles just have some dents, they’re not unusable. Why do you need so much, $100,000, why don’t you just rob us, no way, you’re dreaming."
Jerry couldn’t just admit fault so easily.
"What if we add some compensation for emotional distress, wouldn’t it be easier to accept then?" the fighter suddenly said.
Jerry: "..."
He always felt he was being played.
"Just bear with this, later we can make them pay tenfold, a hundredfold," Tuoyin whispered to Jerry. This bunch isn’t Chinese; God knows if they would get violent.
Jerry thought.
That’s true.
Today’s situation was too complicated. They had more people, more guns, and stronger vehicles. It wasn’t wise to confront them directly. It’s better to just pay them off, especially since today’s earnings were well over $500,000.
"$100,000 is too much. $50,000," Jerry bargained.
"$100,000."
"$60,000."
"$100,000."
Damn it.
"...Alright, $100,000 it is. We’ll see about the future." Jerry took out a stack of dollars from the car, which they always kept as emergency money—basic survival skill for people like them.
The fighter took the money and got back in the vehicle.
"Goodbye."
Soon.
Jerry could only see the tail lights of the convoy.
His anger was sky-high.
"Bastard, just you wait, one day you’ll kneel and beg me, I’ll kill you..." Jerry shouted at the convoy, and even fired the bullets in his gun into the sky.
This was infuriating.
Such a slap in the face.
How could he swallow this insult?
He wanted revenge.
