Snow Leopard: Building the Strongest Elite Group through Robbery

This grandson, he is asking me for money again.

Damn it, I will kill you sooner or later.

Zhou Weiguo gritted his teeth and threw another one out.

Now he can only take a gamble.

"This is a deposit. If you can do this for me, I promise to give you four more gold bars."

Four?

Xiao Ye picked up the gold bar with his hands; "Tell me, what do you want us to do?"

"I need you to either fire a few rounds at the Soviet border guards, or engage them in a fight. Is that ok?"

"Weiguo, are you fucking crazy? We are here to buy weapons, so why did we let them take action? Is he an idiot?" Fang Shengli complained as his legs went weak with fear.

Zhou Weiguo stepped on Fang Shengli.

What could he do? Ono's grandson loved money so much that he had swallowed all three gold bars. He was really penniless. He could only confront him. Besides, if a fight really broke out, these people would probably be the happiest.

When the cannon goes off, they can make a fortune in gold. These people can use the war to resell the supplies to bandits and local merchants.

"Six roots." Xiao Ye narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhou Weiguo, then pointed at Fang Shengli; "It seems that you have a good relationship, so he has to stay with me."

Damn it, they are going to take me hostage, Fang Shengli turned around and shouted

"Weiguo, we are brothers, brothers who have been together all the way. We are brothers who have been together all the way."

Fang Shengli saw Zhou Weiguo lowering his head and lost in deep thought. To be honest, he was a little panicked.

I have to be a hostage in this life. Zhou Weiguo would not be so cruel as to let me be a hostage. Even if I have to be a hostage, Tian Jing is not the best. She is a woman.

"Deal." Zhou Weiguo picked up the red wine, and Xiaoye also picked up the red wine and drank it all; "It's great, I like to discuss business with people like you."

Fang Shengli wanted to curse, Zhou Weiguo, what kind of deal was that? He hadn't even agreed to it yet.

"Weiguo, our friendship is so fragile." Fang Shengli asked angrily, almost vomiting blood.

Zhou Weiguo turned his head and looked at Fang Shengli.

He didn't expect the secret service here to be so powerful. Plans are not as good as changes.

"Lao Fang, Mr. Ono is a businessman, and he is honest. You are here, you have food and drink, and maybe even women. What are you afraid of? I will come to pick you up when the time comes."

The flesh on Fang Shengli's face was twitching.

Ono echoed, "Yes, yes, we are businessmen, and no businessmen are willing to do a one-time transaction."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhou Weiguo and said, "I won't fire the first shot. I'll prepare their weapons for you, and then I'll give you a few more people. If you come over and shoot me, I'll take action immediately. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, I understand. Mr. Ono is indeed a straightforward person." Zhou Weiguo praised him and asked, "How about we start tonight?"

"No problem. If you want us to expand the scale of the battle or let our brother troops participate in the battle, that will be another price."

This guy is just obsessed with money.

"I'll give you seven. I don't have any more." Zhou Weiguo stretched out his fingers. This was his bottom line. He wouldn't give you any more.

Xiao Ye refilled the glass with red wine and handed one to Zhou Weiguo and the other to Fang Shengli. "Happy cooperation."

Tian Jing had been waiting outside for news. Seeing Zhou Weiguo coming back, she looked behind and asked, "Where's Fang Shengli?"

"Leave him to me as a hostage."

what?

Tian Jing looked at Zhou Weiguo in horror, then squatted on the ground and pointed in the direction of the Japanese troops; "Hostages?"

Zhou Weiguo nodded; "There is an expert in the Kwantung Army's secret service, who has produced portraits of the three of us. Ono's grandson knows our identities, and there is nothing we can do but force him into a corner."

"Then what does this have to do with Fang Shengli being a hostage?" Tian Jing didn't understand.

Zhou Weiguo took out a Japanese military uniform from his backpack and threw it to Tian Jing. "We have negotiated with them. They will help us fight, but we have to go over and fire the first shot. I have seven gold bars. I don't have money. I left Fang Shengli there. You should change your clothes quickly. After that, we can go into the military camp and take action at night."

Tian Jing picked up the clothes and went to the side to change into the military uniform in a few seconds and walked to Zhou Weiguo; "Fang Shengli is worth seven gold bars."

Killing and selling them wouldn't be enough.

"How about you go?" Zhou Weiguo glanced at Tian Jing. Tian Jing snorted, ignored Zhou Weiguo, and walked forward.

Ono is a businessman. Since he has agreed, he will naturally help.

At night, Ono arranged a few confidants to follow Zhou Weiguo across the border. Under the leadership of the confidants, they came to the defensive positions of the Soviet border guards, set up machine guns and mortars and fired at the opposite side.

Ono, who had been waiting for news, saw the shells falling on his position. He threw away the cigarette in his hand, turned his head and shouted: "Bagayalu, brothers, the opportunity to make a fortune has come. Hit hard. Brothers, the supplies in the rear will arrive soon."

Boom boom boom... boom boom boom...

chug chu...

Mortars, light and heavy machine guns were fired at the heads of the Soviet border guards on the opposite side without regard for their lives.

The Soviet border guards were a little confused. They didn't understand why the other side attacked. But since the other side attacked and people on their side died, the officers became angry and did not wait for orders from above. They directly ordered a counterattack.

It's very late.

Fatty paced back and forth where he lived.

He estimated that the enemy might have a bigger conspiracy, which might involve the Kwantung Army stationed on the border. He suggested that the Kwantung Army Headquarters move its garrison back to create a safe distance, so that even if something went wrong, the negotiating officials would have an excuse to shirk responsibility.

However, the Kwantung Army Headquarters did not agree immediately, but required serious consideration.

As for the result of the consideration, there is no result. The Kwantung Army will not give in.

"I hope my guess is wrong, otherwise there will be big trouble."

Boom boom boom… Boom boom…

The knock on the door made Doiyuan go over and open it. Seeing that it was Matsui, he straightened his military uniform and said, "Colonel, why are you here so late?"

Matsui glanced at him, entered the room, came to the table, and slammed his fist on the table; "Bakayarō, you were right about everything."

"Colonel, what are you talking about?" The bandit Yuanyi poured him a cup of hot tea on the ground, without understanding what he said.

Matsui suppressed his anger, drank the tea and slammed it on the table. "I just received news that the 4th Regiment of the 37th Division and the Soviet border guards were exchanging fire, and both sides used artillery. The fighting is still going on there."

Who?

Who exchanged fire with the Soviet border guards? The 4th Division.

"Colonel, did I hear wrongly? The 4th Division will engage in a firefight with the Soviet border guards." Doi Yuan's eyes widened and his gaze fell on the calendar.

Today is not April Fools' Day.