CHAPTER 273: 273: WHO SAID WE WERE GOING TO USE FORCE?

Under the deep and silent night, the tranquil world seemed unbearably oppressive.

Zhao Yong and his men wandered every part of the mountain, splitting up as if searching key points of the mountain.

They all shouted in unison, something like, "Brother Chuan Er, where are you? Come out!..."

The entire mountain echoed with this prolonged sound, making it eerily unsettling.

If someone didn’t know better, they might think they were summoning a spirit.

Moreover, they didn’t just shout once or twice and give up; they kept shouting for half an hour without stopping.

Strangely enough, no one actually went to look for Chuan Er, they just kept calling out, as if he would eventually hear...

"Brother Tong, what should we do next?"

Zhao Yong had been shouting for a long time, his throat dry, and hadn’t even had a sip of water, but he dared not waste time and immediately came to ask about the plan of action.

"Devil King, did he leave?"

Gu Tong leaned back on the sofa, resting with her eyes closed, her long eyelashes casting shadows on her dark skin.

"He left, also lost a Jeep."

It’s obvious the Jeep was deliberately arranged, placed in an inconspicuous spot; losing the car was the signal point for them to take immediate action.

It was because Zhao Yong saw that the Jeep was gone that he came over to ask about the next step of the plan.

Gu Tong nodded, her slender fingers rhythmically tapping on the armrest of the sofa, and said leisurely, "The remaining issues will be much easier to solve!"

With Chuan Er gone, the remaining bandits are leaderless, by then, whether it’s round or square, it’ll be up to them.

"The search team isn’t suited for combat, there are too many bandits, we..."

Zhao Yong’s heart quivered, feeling this was quite risky; for this mission of weeding out bandits, they sent a whole regiment.

The bandits’ overall strength is evident, absolutely not easy to deal with, if the search team could handle it easily, it wouldn’t be this troublesome...

"Who said we’re going to use force."

Gu Tong raised her eyebrows, finding the simplistic and brutal combat tactics unsuitable for her; she had long planned for a more strategic approach.

"Then we..." Who else do we need to deceive...

Zhao Yong almost let this slip out.

However, driven by the will to survive, he forcibly swallowed back these words, changing it to: "Ahem... then what should we do..."

Communicating is truly an art, a one or two-word change can mean worlds apart...

Gu Tong glanced at him but didn’t pay much more attention, as she continued contemplating the next step of the plan, saying, "How many artifacts are left in the mountain?"

This was the critical point, one of their tasks in eradicating the bandits was to search for all stolen goods, and these things absolutely couldn’t remain on the mountain.

"A simple check revealed about ten truckloads."

One has to say, the number of artifacts the bandits produced was enormous, and the quality was all new weapon types, enough to make one’s jaw drop.

Zhao Yong continued, "If we can’t suppress them with force, it will be hard to transport these artifacts away, after all, this cargo is something they’ve staked their lives on..."

The bandits had gone all out in this business, naturally prepared for this outcome long ago.

However, this was the current challenge, their manpower was insufficient, making it impossible to adopt suppression tactics.

Gu Tong’s index finger tapped on the sofa, but didn’t lift again, she lazily opened her eyes and said calmly, "Bring Huang Shou over! And kick Tie San awake, I have something to instruct them!"