Munitions Empire

Chapter 358 354 knows it crystal clear.

Nowadays, the profession of Ranger mercenaries is illegal within the scope of the Great Tang Group's power, and carrying weapons is a serious crime, as the gun ban is very strictly enforced.

To carry firearms into core areas, such as Wolf City and Brunas, is even more difficult. Under normal circumstances, bodyguards and the like must declare their firearms, and many key locations even prohibit bodyguards from entering...

However, despite the strictness, there are still those who carry weapons, such as swords, flintlock guns, and some who carry Left-Wheel Handguns.

The world is in chaos these days, so there are many who carry weapons, and indeed managing this is quite troublesome for the Great Tang Group. Therefore, it's unrealistic to expect checkpoints to detect every weapon being carried by an individual.

Short guns can be concealed, but rifles are not so convenient to carry, so they have to be smuggled through connections - since smuggling is necessary anyway, there's no need to personally carry short guns and unnecessarily increase risk.

Therefore, this operation simply pooled all the guns together, employing an absolutely secure mole, getting all the weapons to the designated location at once.

In an Earl's Mansion room in Northern Ridge, Wolf City, the telephone rang crisply. Alice, who had been holding Tang Mo's photo and giggling idiotically, had golden hair cascading down her back like waves.

Her room was now fitted with a crystal chandelier, so it was very bright. The reason she hadn't gone to bed yet was that she was waiting for a message.

Alice, master of Northern Ridge, snatched up the exquisite phone and spoke in a pleasant voice, "It's me."

After a long silence, having listened to the complete report from the other end, she then ordered, "Begin according to the original plan..."

Having said that, she hung up the phone with an even happier smile spreading across her face - Tang Mo did care about her! He was always concerned about her safety, what a wonderful feeling!

That old ghost, although far away on Dragon Island, still arranged for people to watch over every move in Wolf City... Perhaps, this is what love is.

Because of this deep happiness, she was even willing to use the Earl's Mansion her father left her as a stage for a show. She would even burn part of it to confuse the enemy...

But all this... was worth it.

He offered his assets serving hundreds of thousands of workers in Northern Ridge, making her the richest woman in the world.

Most industries in Northern Ridge brought her substantial tax revenue. And her own investments, backed by the Great Tang Group, were all surefire, profitable ventures.

Take, for instance, Northern Ridge's steel plant, military factory, railway vehicle factory, and the automotive factory that was under construction!

These factories were generating profits for her every day, and now Gold Coin was almost just an ever-increasing number to her.

"Huh?" Hearing the change, the other commander was even more surprised. "Wasn't the plan to let go of some survivors before?"

The one who took the call replied, "For safety... If both sides got into a firefight, we could have casualties on our side."

"Isn't it normal to have casualties?" the other commander still couldn't understand this change of orders.

However, the one who took the call just laughed and explained, "But the boss thinks that for such a trivial matter, the cost of our personnel's lives... isn't worth it."

"..." Hearing this reasoning, the other commander who had been ready to argue suddenly felt a warm current flow through his heart.

A leader who cared about the safety of his subordinates was always worth being loyal to, wasn't he?

Seeing his comrade silent, the commander who took the call continued to comfort him, "It's okay, the newspapers will still publish the usual report: the Earl's Mansion was attacked, set on fire, and buildings were damaged. That won't change."

"I understand..." The commander who didn't take the call nodded, his chin lifted with gratitude.

"Then..." the commander who had taken the call confirmed.

"I'll execute Plan B and engage on the street side," the one who hadn't picked up the call responded seriously.

"Good, you are the frontline commander, and I'll be waiting here for your victorious news," the officer on the phone found a spot to sit comfortably, enjoying his cigarette.

"I'm off, then." Snuffing out his own cigarette butt, the frontline commander headed for the door.

As the frontline commander was about to leave, the overall commander seated finally asked, "There won't be... any mishaps, right?"

"With the Earl's security team included, it's almost 200 people against 17... What could possibly go wrong?" The frontline commander opened the door, replying with disdain.

"Alright. I wish you all the best," the overall commander said with a light laugh, feeling somewhat relieved.

"...Thank you."

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Here's an extra update, still owe everyone... 3 more, right? Seems like it.