Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

Li Dabiao had led the convoy several kilometers away, and all the secret sentries along the way had been dealt with.

Seeing that the distance was about right, Liu Xia Lian immediately started to act.

Two wild boars weighing more than 100 pounds walked slowly forward along the road leading to the manor.

The people in the bunker soon found the wild boar, but they did not shoot. The gatekeeper said, "If it gets close, just catch it. If you shoot, you will disturb the leader's sweet dream and be careful of your head."

"it is good."

The two wild boars soon walked out of the bunker, and two soldiers with short knives came out and prepared to catch the pigs.

One of them said, "Something is wrong. Why is there something tied under the pig's belly?"

Before he could finish his words, two wild boars exploded right next to the bunker.

Ten kilograms of TNT were tied under the belly of each pig. There was a loud bang and a mushroom cloud was created by the explosion.

Immediately afterwards, four goshawks carried 80-mm mortar shells and threw them at the firing points on the courtyard wall. Four simple machine gun fortifications were instantly destroyed.

The explosion was the signal, and Li Dabiao shouted from behind: "Step on the gas, charge!"

A few minutes later, the convoy rushed to the gate of the manor and saw a big hole appeared at the flat gate of the manor. They were thinking of rushing in, but it seemed that it was impossible.

The artillery was still thinking about whether to deploy and attack the firing points, but it was too late.

Li Dabiao rushed in with a light machine gun, and more than 200 people entered the manor like tigers.

There was already chaos inside and everyone was sleeping. They were suddenly awakened to find that the courtyard wall was gone. They immediately lost their will to fight. Those who thought they had a chance to survive had already started running, and only a very few were still resisting with guns.

The PPSh's crazy hail of bullets made it impossible for the enemy to organize themselves.

The guards fought fiercely, cooperating with each other and pushing forward.

There were more people in the camp, about a hundred of them, organized together, firing their rifles towards this side.

Li Dabiao shouted, "Where are the cannons? Blow them up for me."

Six mortars were quickly deployed, and small shells were thrown into the muzzles, boom, boom, boom.

The shells rained down on the camp, and the defense team that had just been formed was blown to pieces. The locals had a characteristic: poor organization and easy escape. They collapsed when 20% of them were killed.

However, the fifty people led by Chen Daliang were still quite brave. Firstly, they were well-trained, secondly, they had high salaries, and thirdly, this was a favorable battle.

Kunshi's residence was another tough nut to crack. The guards found cover and fired at the concrete fortifications in front of them, but the machine guns had almost no effect. The mortars exploded directly over their heads, hitting Kunshi's house.

Kunshi was afraid of death, so he would definitely run away. When he ran, the people in the fortifications also ran away. There was a sniper hiding on the roof. He killed three or four small leaders in a short time, but his target was Kunshi. The reward amount was 10,000 yuan, which was not high, but the army had already entered, so the difficulty was greatly reduced.

Kunshi was so experienced that he actually wore women's clothes when he came out. He ran towards the back mountain under the cover of his subordinates. There was a hidden path behind, with minefields on both sides, which was difficult for outsiders to find. But today Li Dabiao made very perfect arrangements, and several snipers were specifically watching the back door. Moreover, if you want to go to the back door, you have to avoid the PPSh's shooting first.

They were all furious and shot at everyone they saw. Kun Shi felt a pain in his waist, as if he was bitten by something, but in an instant he felt that all the strength in his body was drained away, and he fell heavily to the ground.

When Liu Xia Lian came in, the battle was over. More than half of Kun Shi's men escaped, and more than 200 were killed. Kun Shi's body was still wearing women's clothes, but he unexpectedly failed to escape.

"Boss, how did you blow up the bunker? It was too fast."

"Let Second Senior Brother drag the explosive pack over there. What are the casualties?"

"Six were killed and more than twenty were injured. But we killed Kun Shi, so we finally got rid of a big threat."

"Okay, clean up the battlefield. When we're done, I'll notify the people from the Yun Provincial Department to come over. They want the results."

"What result do you want?"

"Of course they want opium. This is their mission. Kunshi's body and the opium must be placed here. Tell the brothers that you can take whatever you want from the fallen enemies, but everything in the warehouse will be turned over to the public and redistributed later. Also, you are strictly prohibited from taking away anything related to opium. Anyone who dares to hide it will be shot."

"Don't worry, I've told you several times before I take action."

Chen Daliang's men were picking up things from the corpse. Military boots, watches, and even cigarettes were all good things.

Li Dabiao led the elite troops straight to Kunshi's warehouse, where all the good things were, including nearly tens of thousands of foreign currencies and dozens of kilograms of gold.

"How can this kid be so poor? He has a family fortune of several decades."

"Don't worry, I'll look for it." Liu Xialian searched the house and soon found a secret passage under the dining table. She couldn't find the mechanism, so she just blew it up with a grenade. It was a dark basement. She turned on the light and went down carefully. She was shocked to find more than a dozen boxes below, all of which were small yellow croakers, about one ton. There were also several tons of silver, jewelry and other things.

Liu Xia Lian collected the small yellow croakers and asked people to move the silver and jewelry away.

After all, in the turbulent times in northern Myanmar, gold is the most valuable and human nature cannot stand the test.

"Captain, we found a lot of opium, probably dozens of kilograms."

The scattered pieces together weigh at least dozens of kilograms. This thing is more expensive than gold, but Li Dabiao knows that whoever touches it will die.

"Put these opium and Kunshi together, drag the other dead bodies outside and bury them in the ravine."

Everyone carried up the spoils, including hundreds of guns, tens of thousands of bullets, ten trucks, three pickup trucks, and several tons of fuel.

Even tables, chairs, benches and the like were not spared and were all taken away.

"Da Biao, leave a platoon of people behind. I will wait for the people in the government office to assign tasks. This will at least give you an explanation."

Li Dabiao shouted, "Chen Yong, come out and bring thirty people to protect the boss. If you lose even a hair, I will kill you."

"Make sure to complete the mission."

Dozens of people carrying PPSh and Czech rifles found shelter and waited here.

The people arrived faster than expected, and their rank was quite high. Two pickup trucks with more than 20 people came here quickly.

These people were all in plain clothes. The leader was a man in his mid-thirties, wearing a black suit and sunglasses.

"Is that Ms. Liu?"

"It's me, you?"

"You can call me Captain Wang. My home is quite close to Wang Yong's."

"Okay, Captain Wang, this is a rare find. You can take the men to take it." Liu Xia Lian pointed inside the room.

Captain Wang did not move. He waved his hand and his men came into the room and quickly brought out more than 60 kilograms of white flour and the still warm Kun stone.

Originally, the matter would have ended here. Liu Xia Lian did a favor and gave an explanation to Yun Province. After all, it was Uncle Seventh who arranged the matter, but there were always people who were unhappy.