The next morning, in the city of Sowara.
The sun slowly rose, awakening the residents of the town again. Wang Daolin, Daxiong and his group hurried to the south of the city, where they met an intelligence officer from the National Bureau of Investigation and Statistics in a small restaurant.
The restaurant was not big, and the walls were yellowed by the smoke. There were only six or seven tables in the room, all of which were occupied by Wang Daolin's people.
Daxiong and his friends sat around and ordered some food. Wang Daolin and the intelligence officer sat alone by the window and exchanged intelligence.
Wang Daolin took out a concise document from his pocket and pushed it to the other party: "There are about 20 of them, and there should be one or two injured people. They are on transportation. In normal times, these people are unlikely to be active outside, so the consumption of supplies will be very high."
The intelligence officer took the information and flipped through the photos. "Don't worry. Sowara is not a big city and there aren't too many Chinese. I'll ask my informants to get some information about these people. Give me a day and I'll write back. As long as they are here, they won't be able to escape."
Wang Daolin nodded: "Okay, let's eat."
The intelligence officer picked up his chopsticks and said, "The message may not be delivered so quickly. After dinner, I will arrange a place for you to rest."
"good!"
After saying that, the two of them lowered their heads and began to eat breakfast.
…
At the same time, in an auto repair shop in the south of the city.
This auto repair shop is very simple and is located on the side of the road out of the city. It usually serves the trucks passing by, changing tires, and doing some routine maintenance.
The entire factory is a simple courtyard with a lot of scrapped cars. There are not many workers, only five or six, two of them are Chinese, and the rest are Mexicans. They are all wearing greasy work clothes, repairing a black seven-seater SUV.
Outside the yard, there was a shabby van parked, and the members of the Sanguang Society were crowded in the van, waiting until they were sleepy.
Zheng Guang squatted beside the van, smoking an impatient cigarette. He glanced at Xiao Huo who was squatting beside him and couldn't help cursing, "Fuck you, you didn't even check your legs when you were running away, you didn't even know the oil tank was leaking."
Xiaohuo said helplessly: "Brother, I can use a gun, but I can't repair a car. How would I know that this thing is leaking."
Zheng Guang glanced at the dilapidated factory buildings around him, then looked at the group of people crowded in the carriage behind him. After thinking for a while, he said, "Okay, don't sit here. Too many people will attract attention. Go, go, go, sit inside."
After hearing the instructions, the spirited young men of the Sanguang Society jumped out of the car one after another and walked towards the yard, talking and laughing.
Zheng Guang also patted his butt and stood up, and told Xiao Huo: "Since we are here, let them inspect the van as well."
"Okay!" Xiaohuo agreed readily, and Zheng Guang followed everyone into the factory to rest.
The burly boss came up to him and shouted at him in broken Chinese: "Hey, if you use the air conditioner, you have to pay!"
Zheng Guang glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "We'll settle it together when the time comes."
After sending the boss away, Zheng Guang walked into the factory. Inside, the group of children, who had no idea what worry was, were chatting in groups of three or five.
"Brother Guang, when are we going to play in Area 1?" Zheng Guang had just sat down when a boy with a childish look on his face came up to him with a smile and said, "I heard that the fun there is really exciting."
"Fuck, are you going for the big ocean pier over there?" another brother couldn't help but tease.
"This kid has grown up, it would be nice to find a rich guy to start a new life."
"Forget it. With his level, isn't that just like using chopsticks to stir up a big jar?"
Everyone was joking, and Zheng Guang also took a look at the boy. He remembered that his name was Nan Nan, and he had just celebrated his one-year birthday a few days ago. He was brought here by another brother and was considered the eighteenth hero of the Sanguan Society.
Zheng Guang smiled and said, "If there is a chance, I will definitely let you experience the exotic flavors."
"Thank you, Brother Guang!" The child touched the back of his head and grinned.
Everyone chatted and waited for the car to be repaired. The morning light of the sunrise shone into the courtyard, and the workers continued to work in front of the two cars.
…
Fifteen minutes later, three commercial vehicles slowly stopped in front of the gate of the auto repair shop. The windows slowly rolled down, and a young man wearing sunglasses carefully looked at the two cars being repaired in the yard.
After thinking for a while, the young man picked up the intercom and said, "That's them. Move!"
“Crash!”
The doors of the three cars were opened at the same time, and more than a dozen soldiers in combat uniforms jumped out with automatic rifles in hand. They divided into three teams and ran towards both sides of the factory.
"Pom Pom!"
Two soldiers holding guns with grenade launchers attached raised their muzzles and fired two howitzers in the direction of the factory building.
At this time, Zheng Guang was lying lazily on the bed in the room, browsing his mobile phone to kill time.
“Crash!”
At this moment, there was a crisp sound of glass breaking. Zheng Guang turned his head and saw two grenades smashing the window and falling into the house.
“Boom!”
Before Zheng Guang could shout, an explosion sounded! !
This is an airburst!!
Three young men who were chatting near the window had their bodies torn to pieces by the explosion. Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, staining everyone's bodies red.
Everyone was stunned, their ears were buzzing, and their eyes were staring at their companions' bodies in astonishment. They were all confused for a moment.
Zheng Guang was the first to come to his senses. He shouted with a ferocious look on his face: "Get your gun! Get your gun quickly! Someone is coming!"
The members of the Sanguang Society were startled and took out their pistols, ready to fight back. One of the young men walked quickly to the door and tried to push it open and run out.
“Da da da!”
A row of bullets swept over and hit the wall beside the door, splashing large pieces of wall dust! The young man shrank his neck in fear and quickly retreated, shouting at the same time: "Brother Guang, there are so many people outside!"
Zheng Guang pulled out his pistol, crouched close to the window and looked outside.
"Bang!"
“Crash!”
Two incendiary bombs had fallen into the yard, setting off a boiling sea of fire.
"ah!"
The mechanics and the boss were so frightened that they screamed and rushed out, trying to escape.
A dozen soldiers with automatic rifles had already rushed into the yard, pointing their guns at these people.
“Da da da!”
Facing these ordinary people, the other side did not even blink, and pulled the trigger directly. A row of bullets shot into the yard like rain, and five or six workers were instantly beaten into a pulp, and blood mist exploded everywhere. The boss lay on the ground, covering his head, and urine leaked from his trouser legs.
Looking through the window, Zheng Guang saw those soldiers killing people without hesitation. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. "Fuck you! They are here to kill us all!"