vrcanaries Chapter 715 Put down the gun
Chapter 715 Put down the gun
"Hunter, Hunter, Davidson." Quinn used the car as a cover and called out to the convoy several times, but there was no response.
Because at this time, Hunter and Davidson had already been surrounded by the ambushed people.
"Fuck, how did they do that?" Quinn cursed angrily and immediately ordered: "All team members, stay hidden."
However, this doesn't seem to be of any use.
The attackers were lying in ambush on both sides of the road, not only equipped with sophisticated weapons, but also with snipers with combat experience.
Quinn and his men were unfamiliar with the terrain and were surrounded again.
The team had neither the right time, place, or people, and in just five minutes, more than half of them had been killed or wounded.
Boom boom, the sound of several more grenades exploded, instantly crushing everyone's will to resist.
"Surrender, we surrender." Quinn shouted in fear.
The commander of the guards in a capital city was actually frightened into surrendering?
Outside the encirclement, hearing Quinn's shout, Kentaro Tanaka smiled and made a gesture to stop shooting.
Soon, a team of more than a hundred people appeared on both sides of the road and slowly surrounded the convoy.
Quinn and his men raised their hands high, not even holding their weapons.
The two sides were getting closer and closer, and the leader, Kentaro Tanaka, suddenly said, "Mr. Yamamoto, it seems that the order we received is not to accept surrender, right?"
Yamamoto Masahei grinned and said, "Yes..."
Da da da, a burst of machine gun fire rang out, and in an instant, the surrendering Filipino soldiers were shot into sieves.
Even their commander, Colonel Quinn, was no exception.
"Drive, go back." Yamamoto Masahei gave a simple order, and several members of the Black Dragon Society climbed onto the other party's truck. After checking, they turned the car keys and drove towards Shanghai.
Shanghai, Xinyi Cotton Mill.
The convoy drove into the warehouse in an orderly manner and was neatly arranged in several rows.
The last truck drove into the warehouse, and the person guarding the door immediately closed it.
Masahei Yamamoto jumped off the truck and asked the people from the Black Dragon Society to count the spoils.
"Reporting to Director Yamamoto, a total of five carts of silver, three carts of gold, and eleven carts of various cultural relics."
After hearing the numbers reported by his subordinates, Yamamoto Masahei carefully calculated for a moment and said to Tanaka Kentaro with some disappointment: "Didn't President Shimazu say that there were 50 tons of gold, 120 tons of silver, and more than 400 cultural relics?"
"Now, if we calculate it, there are only 15 tons of gold, 25 tons of silver, and more than 230 cultural relics, which is less than one-third of the total."
Kentaro Tanaka frowned and explained slowly: "Maybe they didn't transport all the gold here at once."
"After all, it is very reasonable for them to hand over such a large amount of gold in several batches."
Yamamoto Masahei sighed and said, "Forget it. Although it's not as much as expected, it's okay. The operation went smoothly and we didn't suffer any losses. According to the agreement, I will take one third."
"Ishida-kun, take someone to count our share."
Tanaka Kentaro smiled and said, "Mr. Yamamoto, actually, I think the price of one third is not very appropriate."
Yamamoto Masahei frowned and said, "Director Tanaka, this is the price your Vice President Shimazu personally agreed to."
Tanaka Kentaro smiled and said, "Yes, President Shimazu promised to give you one third, but he didn't say that he could let you leave alive."
Yamamoto Masahei's face changed drastically. Just as he reached for his waist with his right hand, Tanaka Kentaro was one step ahead of him and the Nambu pistol was already against his neck.
"Director Tanaka, what do you mean?" Yamamoto Masahei slowly put down his hands and said, "There are more than a hundred people from the Black Dragon Society here, and you are the only ones who want to deal with us."
"Even if you beat me to death, you will be buried with me."
"More than a hundred people?" Tanaka Kentaro sneered, pinched his lips and let out a long roar.
Many black spears suddenly appeared around the abandoned warehouse. At a glance, there were at least three or four hundred people.
Yamamoto Masahei's expression suddenly changed, and he angrily asked, "Tanaka, what on earth do you want to do?"
Tanaka Kentaro said with a smile: "What? Of course, the Black Dragon Society."
"Mr. Yamamoto, in fact, you are not as smart as we thought. You haven't learned your lesson from the last time more than 20 lives were lost. You even dare to cooperate with us."
"Are you really unaware that the Black Dragon Society will go to war with our Osaka Chamber of Commerce in the future?"
"What should I do if a fat sheep like you is willing to come to my door? Of course I will kill you."
Yamamoto Masahei was stunned for a moment and said, "You want to keep all this gold for yourself."
"Even so, at worst I won't take anything and just let them go."
"How can that be possible?" Tanaka Kentaro sneered, "How can you not want anything? If you don't want it, who should the gold belong to?"
Yamamoto Masahei's expression changed drastically, and he angrily asked, "You want to frame me?"
"You can't say such harsh words. The gold was originally stolen by you. How can it be considered a frame-up?" Tanaka Kentaro said slowly: "In my opinion, this is how it should be."
"Mr. Yamamoto of the Black Dragon Society got the news about the gold from somewhere, kidnapped Captain Walker of the Observation Group, and brutally killed him."
"Afterwards, they set up an ambush during the gold handover, shot and killed the accompanying personnel and stole all the gold treasures."
"At this time tomorrow, Minister Chen of the Joint Transportation Department will receive the message and come to investigate."
"As a result, you two sides came to blows due to internal conflicts, and the fighting caused a large number of casualties."
"Minister Chen was also hit by a stray bullet and was on the verge of death. He died on the way to the hospital."
"And you, Mr. Yamamoto, disappeared with part of the gold because you were afraid of taking responsibility..."
"I wonder if Mr. Yamamoto thinks this arrangement is reasonable?"
Yamamoto Masahei's face turned pale instantly. It turned out that their goal was not only to kill themselves, but also to drag Chen Yang into it.
"Mr. Yamamoto, you already know all the plans, so you should die without regrets."
Kentaro Tanaka held up his pistol, slowly backed away, and then shouted around the warehouse: "Shoot."
However, when the voice came out, there was no reaction from the people around.
"Well, Kimura-kun, did you hear me telling you to shoot?" Kentaro Tanaka shouted loudly.
However, the gun muzzles around remained silent, and instead were all pointed at Kentaro Tanaka, intentionally or unintentionally.
"Kimura-kun, what's going on?" Kentaro Tanaka felt that something seemed wrong.
"Director Tanaka, your eyesight is a little poor due to your age. You can't even distinguish between our own people and the enemy." On the second floor of the warehouse, the door of the office slowly opened, and Chen Yang appeared in front of Tanaka wearing a monitoring headset.
"Chen, Minister Chen..."
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