Chapter 327 Regrouping
"Species mutation..."
Su Xia was a little happy.
Listening to that conversation, Ding Can simply hated their family's wealth and even called his father a vampire and an old bastard.
If it were a normal second generation, the more money the family had, the better.
"Hasn't the rebellious phase passed yet?"
Su Xia thought about it and felt that it made sense.
Young people in their teens always like to go against their parents and like to be different.
Su Xia himself had never experienced this. After all, his parents had passed away at that time, and he couldn't feel rebellious.
Outside the warehouse, Ding Can and several of his subordinates were still chatting.
One of the subordinates said, "Boss, why don't you just take half and show some mercy?"
Ding Can scolded: "Stupid, what's the point of only taking half? Why show any mercy? Wouldn't that tell others that it was an acquaintance who did it?"
"That's right, Boss."
"Humph, learn more."
"But, Boss...what if the City Lord is also in the convoy? What should we do?"
"Impossible!" Ding Can was very sure, "That old bastard only knows how to hide in his villa with the heating turned on, keeping eight or ten lovers for enjoyment. How could he go out in such cold weather? Not to mention escorting the goods in person!"
Admittedly, it is impossible for a person of the city lord's level to personally go to deliver a batch of winter supplies, unless he wants to put on a show in front of the media.
The factory area where Ding Can works seems to be under his name, and all the people are his.
After convincing all his subordinates, he began to make a plan.
"Bring enough bullets and check your weapons and firearms so that nothing goes wrong..."
The door of the warehouse was wide open, and the warehouse was filled with rubber bullets, anesthetic bullets, conventional bullets of various calibers, etc. Green boxes filled up most of the warehouse.
In addition, there are various assault rifles, submachine guns, sniper rifles, etc., hanging on the shelves, and there are even many small-caliber artillery.
This is just one warehouse, but there are nearly twenty warehouses in this factory area.
Some of them are used to store daily necessities, while others store similar weapons and ammunition.
With so many weapons, it is enough to launch a small sneak attack on the city government. If you are lucky enough, you may be able to change the owner of the entire city.
As a large transit station, Seahorse City has a constant flow of merchants and travelers coming and going from the south and the north, so it is normal that it can obtain so many weapons through various channels.
But it's difficult not to be discovered.
This city is full of eyes from all major powers, and such a huge amount of munitions is bound to be impossible to hide.
The city lord Ding Yixiu must have known about his son's arsenal, but he turned a blind eye and allowed him to develop slowly, wanting to see how far he could develop.
"Boss, do you want to kill someone?" asked a subordinate.
"We should try not to kill him if we can," Ding Can replied. "Although that old bastard is disgusting, the people who work for him are innocent, such as the drivers and freight workers. They all have families... We are not Wang Teng, so we don't need to do this."
"Yes, Wang Teng is really too cruel. Isn't he afraid of being surrounded and suppressed?"
"Humph, would a powerful person care about these things?"
There was disdain in Ding Can's tone, directed simply at Wang Teng's character, but he still acknowledged his strength.
They also often intercept goods, but their targets are some rich and unkind guys, and they will not kill low-level workers, which is completely different from Wang Teng.
During this period, when operating outside the city, they discovered several bloody scenes caused by Wang Teng's men.
As long as the caravan has no resistance or its resistance is weak, it will be brutally massacred, and even ordinary unarmed workers will not escape.
In order to deal with these robbers, merchants had to spend more money to hire regular mercenaries to provide vehicle protection.
In the end, the money earned from hiring mercenaries was higher than the profit from the caravan's cargo.
If we don't find a way to contain it, perhaps merchants traveling north and south will avoid the cities and open up a new route. At that time, Haima City will inevitably decline.
"Are we just going to let Wang Teng continue to be so arrogant?"
"No, he won't be so arrogant for long!" Ding Can said with certainty.
"Boss, do you still think that masked weirdo will take action?"
The subordinates wiped their weapons while communicating with Ding Can.
One of them was tall and sturdy. He was Ding Can's personal bodyguard. He was the one who entered the room with Ding Can to face Su Xia. He shook his head and said, "Boss, it's not that I don't believe him, it's just that the masked man hasn't appeared for so long..."
"Tiezi, even if you don't believe him, don't you believe my judgment?" Ding Can asked him.
"Boss, the brothers all believe in you."
"Then you should also believe the masked man."
"oh……"
Obviously, Ding Can's subordinates did not admire the masked man as much as he did.
Among these people, some came to help Ding Can and realize their common ideal, some came to have enough food to eat, and some simply liked the excitement.
In this Seahorse City, is there anything more exciting than robbing the city lord's convoy?
Therefore, even if some people feel that it is inappropriate, others will still choose to support it.
"Boss, are you sure it's the convoy at 11:30 tonight? "
"Yes, it was shipped from the coastal Conch City." Ding Can nodded. "That batch of goods came from the eastern continent. It took half a month to arrive at the Conch City port by sea. They are all high-quality materials and are very valuable."
"So when will the brothers go over to ambush?"
"Go now!"
Ding Can said decisively: "We can ambush on the back side of the hillside to avoid infrared and life perception, but there are many wintering birds in the woods on the back side. If we go there, we will scare those birds away, and they will fly back after a while. During this period, we can't make any big moves... In addition, we will ambush in three teams. There is more than one route to enter the east of the city..."
Ding Can made very detailed arrangements, taking into account basically all possible situations.
Unfortunately, he didn't take into account the undercover agent inside.
Presumably, he had already checked out the identities, backgrounds, past experiences, etc. of his subordinates, and he felt that there would be no omissions.
Su Xia also listened carefully and heard their action plan clearly.
According to the investigation of Ding Can and others, those who escorted the convoy were official employees of a mercenary company in Conch City. There were four teams in total, with 28 people, and all of them were elite.
Ordinary winter supplies naturally do not require so many people to escort them, but there may be a batch of special goods hidden in the carriage, including antiques, calligraphy and paintings, gems, gold, medicines, etc.
If this deal can be accomplished, it will definitely shock the entire Seahorse City.
You know, even a lawless person like Wang Teng would not rob official supplies.
He is sensible in doing things, knows when to advance and retreat, and will never provoke anyone he shouldn't.
But Ding Can is different...
"If he doesn't have an undercover agent in his organization, this vote might really work." Su Xia calculated the strength of both sides and found that Ding Can had an absolute overwhelming advantage.
In the image shared by the nanorobots to Su Xia alone, there were more than fifty fully armed warriors, several of whom were psychic creatures.
Ding Can himself is also a psychic creature, and his combat ability is much stronger than that of ordinary people.
If you set up an ambush in advance and don’t care about the enemy’s casualties, you can even intercept the goods without any loss.
"He has the ability, but he is too confident. Perhaps his identity has given him natural confidence, and he needs to experience some setbacks." Su Xia thought silently.
In fact, if there was no such mission, letting Ding Can be caught by his father on the spot and put in solitary confinement for a few days would help to calm his temper.
But this mission was related to [Burying the Bones in a Foreign Land], so Su Xia had to take action.
In the factory, Ding Can and his subordinates were fully prepared and had a complete plan that was foolproof.
"Are you all ready?"
“Ready!”
"Well then... act now!"
When it was exactly seven o'clock in the evening, he set out with sixty subordinates, leaving a group of them to guard the warehouse.
Su Xia followed closely behind, covering his entire body with nanorobots to achieve complete invisibility, and followed them silently to the ambush site.
His judgment was similar to Ding Can's, that the other team would choose the shortest route.
At 7:30 in the evening, Su Xia suddenly received a text message from Chu Feng.
Chu Feng: "Uncle, Xiaowen asked me where the money came from. Should I tell her?"
Xiaowen is his girlfriend Ding Xiaowen, who is about the same age as him and is a quiet and sweet girl.
Su Xia replied: "Well, just tell me straight, just say that an uncle from a distant place has come to you and wants you to inherit his estate."
Chu Feng was surprised: "Ah? Inheritance?"
Su Xia thought for a moment and said, "Family property, it seems a little early to say inheritance."
Chu Feng: "Uncle, how are you? Are you not seriously ill?"
Su Xia: “…”
Chu Feng: "Uncle, why are you sending a string of ellipsis?"
Su Xia: "I accidentally pressed the wrong button. Let's have a good date. I'm very busy now. I'll come to see you when I'm done."
Chu Feng: "Okay."
Su Xia put away her phone and followed Ding Can and the others, gradually moving away from the city area.
The sky has become completely dark, the winter wind is getting colder, wild grass is swaying on both sides of the suburban roads, and the scene outside the main urban area is bleak, which is in sharp contrast to the New Year atmosphere in the city.
At 8:40 in the evening, Ding Can and others arrived at the ambush site.
"We're here. Teams two and three continue forward to their respective ambush locations."
Here, it is an hour away from the nearest checkpoint and patrol point.
And this one hour is enough for them to complete a robbery.
Those who have not been able to carry out the robbery after such a long time are either not professional enough or the opponent's resistance is too stubborn and they have to retreat.
As a professional team, Ding Can and his team strictly control time.
It was okay to rob a convoy outside the city, but if you were robbing a bank in the city, you had to race against time. You had to build a simulation environment in the warehouse beforehand, practice multiple times, calculate the time it would take for the law enforcement vehicle to arrive and the time it would take to escape, and take all kinds of situations into consideration. Even if you made several backup plans, there was still a risk of failure...
"Next, we just have to wait for them to arrive!"
After the ambush, Ding Can was still full of confidence and felt that he would not fail this time.
The birds resting in the bushes were indeed frightened away by the actions of the ambushing personnel. They circled in the distant sky and landed back in the bushes after a while.
Su Xia sat on the branch of a big tree in the distance, motionless, quietly watching the task countdown on the system interface.
Time passed slowly and soon it was around ten o'clock in the evening.
When waiting, every minute and every second seems very long.
Especially for Ding Can's team members, they must lurk quietly and cannot make any big movements.
At this moment, the bracelet suddenly sent a message to Su Xia.
[It is detected that your body on Earth is in a state of hunger. Do you want to return to Earth? ]
I'm hungry again.
Su Xia remembered that she did not have dinner on Earth today.
After becoming addicted to the game, even eating seems like a waste of time, and I wish I could live in the game forever.
Sometimes, Su Xia even wondered, if the body was made into a mechanical body, would there be no need for three meals a day? It is said that Yu Tuo does not need to eat, as he has achieved full body mechanization.
But Su Xia was just thinking about it casually, he didn't want to become like Yu Tuo.
【Offline】
Su Xia entrusted her body to the bracelet. There was still about an hour and a half before the mission started, which was enough time for a meal.
His eyes went dark, and when he opened them again, he was back on his bed in the dormitory.
The light in the dormitory was on, and it shone through the bed curtains, casting a ray of white light.
"Why is it so quiet?" Su Xia wondered.
He heard the sound of keyboards typing, and it was obvious that several roommates had returned from the VR hive and were playing games on ordinary computer equipment.
If it were a normal day, the roommates would definitely connect with their gaming friends via microphone, and the sound would be so loud that people downstairs could hear it.
"brush!"
Su Xia pulled open the bed curtains and saw the other five people in the dormitory were sitting quietly in front of their computers, working on their computers.
Even Li Defu didn't shout as loudly as before. He looked focused and stared at the computer. The game on his screen was not "Looking Up at the Stars", but "StarCraft 2". He was using a scattergun to set off a poison explosion, and his ten fingers were moving very quickly.
The same was true for several other roommates. The head of the room, Yuwen Shuxue, was playing World of Warcraft, the brothers He Lie and He Ju were playing Overwatch, and Li Sihua was quietly playing Hearthstone.
Time seemed to go back one or two years, giving Su Xia an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.
He suddenly remembered that today was the day when Blizzard's Chinese server would be shut down.
"No wonder."
Su Xia suddenly realized that even the forum for looking up at the stars had become much quieter today. It turned out that everyone was reminiscing about the past.
He threw back the quilt, rolled over and got out of bed, landing steadily on the ground.
The dormitory was rarely so quiet; even the sound of footfalls seemed to be amplified.
"Eat?" Su Xia asked.
"Forget it, I'll eat it after I stop taking it."
Li Defu shook his head. He was a little distracted while talking and his operation was half a second slow. The two spearmen were rolled to death by the enemy.
This game seemed to be played very quickly, and Li Defu gave up his favorite urban style of play.
A few minutes later, the opponent typed GG and the game ended.
Back to the interface, the game channel was very lively. It seemed like it hadn’t been so lively for a long time, as if I had returned to ten years ago.
Many people typed "Goodbye", "GG" and other words, and some people greeted the entire Blizzard family.
In this era of fast-paced games, old RTS games like StarCraft are destined to decline. Many skin-changing and pay-to-win mobile games have higher daily active users than StarCraft. This name has gradually been forgotten by the times. There are fewer and fewer new players, and only a group of old players are still holding on.
Li Defu looked at the conversation in the channel and seemed a little dazed. After a long while, he sighed and whispered to himself: "There is still time. I need to regroup the troops..."
As he spoke, his fingers began to fly once again. This might be the last time he gathered the troops.
Su Xia felt her stomach thoughtfully, but she didn't seem to be very hungry.
So he turned over and returned to bed, opened Battle.net, and took advantage of the last bit of time to experience StarCraft.
Su Xia rarely played games before, and was not very good at StarCraft. The highest he could reach was only gold. He seldom operated. Every time he had a single mine and four barracks, or a single mine and a Yamato, he would be defeated by others if he couldn't win in one wave.
Compared with Li Defu and others, Su Xia is a complete rookie.
What attracted him to this game was the CG animation at the beginning of "Wings of Liberty", when Tychus was transformed into 50 good brothers. The heavy mechanical and industrial feel instantly attracted his attention.
"Freedom has a price..."
Su Xia suddenly remembered this line, clicked on the Wings of Freedom campaign, and selected [New Campaign].
The computer screen went dark, and hoarse and low lines sounded. Then the screen slowly brightened, and the familiar CG picture appeared in front of me again.
Soon, the first CG segment came to an end, and the only thing left on the screen was the man smoking a cigar, slowly speaking that classic line.
"Come on... the show is about to begin."
