CHAPTER 1262: CHAPTER 1260: THE EVE OF ACTION

"Barely..."

Upon hearing Hao Jian’s subdued tone, Teng Wei drooped his head.

"Mr. Hao Jian, I didn’t expect your subordinate to be so formidable..."

Previously, Xia Hou thought that Teng Wei’s strength might not be very impressive. Even though he was under Hao Jian, the gap between the leader and the subordinate’s strength is generally significant.

But now, with such a powerful subordinate, if this theory holds true, does that mean Hao Jian is even stronger than this subordinate?!

No wonder Hao Jian could single-handedly deal with a team of over two hundred people...

Thinking back to that day, when Hao Jian bravely fought against those two hundred people, Xia Hou felt it was somewhat unreal. Is such a formidable person really one of their Huaxia people?

But he confirmed this point from Hao Jian himself when he simply answered yes.

"This guy?"

Hao Jian laughed and shook his head, pointing at Teng Wei, and said, "He’s the weakest among these twenty people, so weak that I don’t even want to bother with him..."

"Eh, boss, that’s not fair!"

Originally feeling proud upon hearing Xia Hou’s astonished reaction, Teng Wei was about to turn his head. However, after hearing Hao Jian’s words, his expression fell, and he looked at Hao Jian with a pitiful expression, saying, "Boss, though I’m the weakest among my brothers and sisters, I’m still your subordinate."

"I’m considered your student too, how could you look down on me just because I’m weak?!"

"Hurry back to the team!"

Hearing Teng Wei’s words, Hao Jian felt goosebumps and gave him a playful kick. Of course, Teng Wei, who had anticipated this, quickly dodged.

"Haha, boss, I’ll leave you to your conversation, I won’t disturb you any longer!"

With that, he quickly slipped away, fearing further torment from his own boss. Now the boss’s strength had grown even stronger compared to when he left!

"The... weakest?!"

On hearing this, Xia Hou was shocked. If that subordinate is the weakest among Hao Jian’s men, then the other nineteen must be even stronger?!

My word! Just what is the background of Mr. Hao Jian?! Not only is he personally terrifyingly strong, but even his subordinates are formidable, akin to a small army of thousands!

"Yeah, the weakest."

Hao Jian nodded and then waved, saying, "Get Pearson over here. Now that we’ve displayed our strength, he shouldn’t refuse my proposal anymore, right?"

"Definitely not!"

Xia Hou snapped out of his thoughts and quickly shook his head like a rattle drum, saying, "That guy is probably scared stiff by your subordinate. With his kind of strength, he wouldn’t dare to challenge you."

Upon hearing this, Hao Jian nodded. This was precisely why he had Teng Wei step in. While they were discussing, they noticed Pearson angrily rebuking his ten subordinates.

The ten men he had high hopes for were instantly defeated by Hao Jian’s weakest subordinate—isn’t that a mockery?!

After a few minutes of scolding, Pearson sensed eyes on him. He subconsciously looked up and saw Hao Jian smiling and Xia Hou looking resigned.

Seeing these two, Pearson hurriedly brushed off nonexistent dust and walked up to them, saluting, "Mr. Xia Hou, Mr. Hao Jian!"

"Mr. Pearson!"

Hao Jian and Xia Hou exchanged glances and smiled.

From this guy’s words, they knew Pearson’s attitude and realized he had conceded. Since he had conceded, things would be easier.

Xia Hou was already following orders completely, and Pearson’s attitude confirmed that they would not act in contradiction.

Only with such a team would Hao Jian feel at ease using them. Smiling, he said, "Since that’s the case, let’s continue discussing our plan!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Hou felt nothing and simply nodded. But Pearson, upon hearing this, trembled and quickly waved his hands, saying, "Mr. Hao Jian, there’s no need for that. We agree with whatever you say. Whatever the plan is, just tell us, and we’ll definitely execute it!"

Upon hearing this, Hao Jian gave a wry smile and said, "Since Mr. Pearson has said so, we won’t need to discuss any further. We’ll proceed with my plan directly!"

"I have other things to do. Be ready to act upon my signal. We need to infiltrate that base first."

"Alright!"

Pearson responded, hurriedly going to resolve issues within his team. He didn’t want any mistakes to cause the mission to fail.

This time, it’s an opportunity to eliminate the Baldeke warlord group once and for all. No matter what, he couldn’t allow failure. After all, they’re the enemies of the Government Forces!

"Mr. Hao Jian, now that it’s resolved, I should go down and prepare. I need to notify our allies coming to assist and tell them not to rush up to confront Baldeke’s people just yet."

Seeing that there wasn’t anything left to do here, Xia Hou said this to Hao Jian, and, with Hao Jian’s nod of approval, left. As he mentioned, he needed to report the events that occurred here to the organization.

He also needed to inform the Special Forces providing assistance to await orders.

"Boss, what do we do now?"

Hearing that Hao Jian wasn’t planning to attack the Baldeke Base immediately, his subordinates were a bit puzzled.

Seeing the confused looks on everyone’s faces, Hao Jian smiled slightly and said, "This isn’t urgent for now; I need to make a trip to Mongomo to bring our allies over."

"Are you talking about Bafil?"

Upon hearing this, Evelyn had a sudden realization and blurted out.

"Yes, that’s right, Bafil. This time, I plan to make good use of this small warlord. If used well, they’re perfect cannon fodder!"

Hao Jian said with a grin. All talk about keeping Bafil safe was just a ploy by Hao Jian; the real goal was to make their deaths worthwhile.

Ever since Bafil’s group rose during the chaos of war, they have killed countless people; their deaths wouldn’t even begin to compensate for those who died.

In the hands of each of them, are the lives of three or four innocent people, more than a few have starved to death in the slums because of them.

Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged glances, then laughed out loud; Hao Jian’s idea really was brilliant! Once the battle starts, with the capabilities of Bafil’s people, they’re nothing more than cannon fodder, certain to die!

"Alright, keep an eye on things here. If anything happens, report to me immediately. I will arrive here by tomorrow morning, and then we will find a way to infiltrate that base."

Hao Jian waved his hand, and in the gaze of everyone present, left the place.

That afternoon, Bafil paced back and forth nervously at his residence. Soon, Isolde’s eyes gleamed as she brought Hao Jian to the front gate.

"Boss, the gentleman is here."

"Bafil."

Seeing Bafil, Hao Jian didn’t waste any time and directly said, "Pack up immediately and come with me. We need to go to Anisock to join up with the Government Forces. I mentioned this to you earlier."

Upon hearing this, Bafil quickly ran to Hao Jian and said, "Sir, we’ve packed everything, ready to leave at any time!"

"Good, call everyone at once; follow me immediately!"

After speaking, Hao Jian turned and left the house, while Bafil, with an anxious expression, quickly instructed Isolde to gather their companions. In just one minute, fifty subordinates appeared at his gate, making fifty-two people together with him and Isolde.

"Sir, everyone is assembled!"

"Go!"

Without further ado, Hao Jian led the way, running towards Anisock. However, due to the presence of these fifty-plus ordinary folks, Hao Jian’s pace was not as fast as usual, just a regular marching speed.

This is the slum; Bafil, being a small warlord, couldn’t afford transport vehicles, let alone Hao Jian’s side, with even the Government Forces having just one transport vehicle.

And it had barely any gasoline left.

What originally took Hao Jian four hours to cover took more than ten hours with these people. By the time the sky darkened and dawn broke, Hao Jian finally led Bafil and the others to the small valley where they gathered.

Upon reaching the destination with these people, Hao Jian just waved to let Xia Hou settle them in, while he dashed into his tent for rest.

After several days of travel, even if Hao Jian wasn’t tired, he really wanted to rest.

Seeing Hao Jian resting, his subordinates guarded around the tent, afraid someone might disturb him.

Hao Jian slept the entire day; it wasn’t until the next morning when he opened his eyes and touched his somewhat hungry stomach that he shook his head with a wry smile.

Stepping out of the tent, the aroma of rice hit him, and he saw Evelyn cooking porridge not too far away.

"Boss, you’re awake?!"

Upon seeing Hao Jian come out, Evelyn’s eyes lit up, and she hurriedly ran to him, pulling him towards the table.

"Boss, this white rice was brought by Teng Wei. He said he casually grabbed it from a subordinate’s house in Baldeke. He intended to eat it himself, but I found it and decided to cook it for you..."

As she said this, Evelyn glanced at Teng Wei with a resentful look on his face. Despite Teng Wei’s attempts to hide the rice well, Evelyn managed to find it.

"Alright, come and eat together; there’s plenty."

Hao Jian laughed, unfazed.