It’s 9 a.m. in Kuala Lumpur, the light rain is falling very lingeringly, in the executive suite on the top floor of the Dynasty Hotel in the city center.
Du Weiguo had a slender filter cigarette in his mouth and was puffing away.
This cigarette is very unique, with a black filter tip, a snow-white stem, and a thin gold line at the junction of black and white, which makes it look very stylish.
This is a high-end Kunpeng brand cigarette produced by Du Weiguo's own cigarette factory. It not only looks exquisite, but also comes from shredded tobacco from Nanxiong, Guangdong Province. It has a mellow taste and rich flavor.
At present, Kunpeng cigarettes have become popular in Hong Kong Island, Wanwan, and Tai O, easily replacing Marlboro's dominance.
After struggling for several days and nights, Du Weiguo was now a little tired. He slumped lazily on the sofa and slowly exhaled the smoke.
Glancing at Lu Yan opposite him who was so tortured that he was a little disfigured, Du Weiguo couldn't help but chuckle and joked in a joking tone:
"I'm talking to Lu Yan, haven't you always thought of yourself as arrogant and able to dominate the world with just a gun? Why did you capsize in this small sewer in Jakarta?"
Lu Yan, who was almost alive, gave him a fierce look and cursed angrily:
"What a bastard you are! You still have the nerve to be so arrogant? Mad, you've done nothing good since I met you. It's good that I can survive this time."
The scolding was too forceful, and Lu Yan couldn't help but gasp. However, his anger was not subsided, so he took a breath, narrowed his eyes and continued to spray:
"You're a street kid. Your lax talk revealed your assassination plan, and then you shamelessly asked our brotherhood to borrow a knife to kill you.
Damn it, people have prepared a dragnet for a long time. If it weren't for your shitty mission, how could I have gone to Yinni and suffered this crime? "
Lu Yan cursed in a nonchalant accent and was full of resentment! Du Weiguo was choked and had nothing to say. There was nothing he could do, he was in the wrong!
Although the scolding was unpleasant, Lu Yan really wasn't making nonsense.
Previously, Du Weiguo and Natasha conspired to assassinate Suat, but the plan was leaked by the KGB, and it finally became known to everyone.
After that, the Freemasonry was like a mad dog, obstructing and stumbling in every possible way. As a last resort, Du Weiguo had no choice but to find the Brotherhood to take over his task.
But the one-and-done attack delayed the best opportunity and lost the suddenness of the assassination.
Not only did the devil Su Atuo receive the news in advance, but he also had an extra half a year to prepare, hire experts, and guard against the enemy.
So this time, Lu Yan was equivalent to helping Du Weiguo go to the thunder tank again. He had just arrived in Jakarta and was struck by an extremely sharp poison.
If Lu Yan's physique hadn't been strong enough to resist, the brothers had a secret medicine that could delay the onset of the poison, and Du Weiguo's rescue had come in time, otherwise Lu Yan would have died and turned into a handful of bones.
Du Weiguo took a puff of his cigarette and changed the subject: "Tell me, how did you get tricked?"
Upon hearing this question, a look of lingering fear suddenly appeared in Lu Yan's eyes. He coughed twice subconsciously and said in a dull tone:
"Mad, I was hit by a very powerful poison this time. I don't even know how I got it. Now that I think about it, it must have been on the sofa in my room.
Lu Yan covered his stomach:
"This voodoo is so powerful that it can burrow into the body through the skin. If I didn't have a secret medicine that can suppress it temporarily, I might not even be able to wait for you to come."
Du Weiguo nodded: "Who did it?"
Lu Yan shook his head with a sad expression:
"I don't know, this is when I was completely fooled. I never saw the person who caused the poison from the beginning to the end. Even when I was trying to remove the poison, I just brought me a glass of water and then took two stinky black poops. .”
Then Lu Yan grimaced and gritted his teeth and said:
"Although I don't know who caused the poison, the mastermind behind it must be Suatou. He didn't run away. I was in the Presidential Palace to remove the poison."
Du Weiguo crushed the cigarette butt vigorously, a fierce light flashed in his eyes:
"Okay, I understand. You should have a good rest in Kuala Lumpur recently. I will treat this mission as if your brotherhood has completed it.
Don’t worry, I’m just venting your anger, and the one who caused the poison will die. If I don’t squeeze out all the shit from Su’a, I’ll count him clean! "
Lu Yan shook his head with a ferocious expression and said in a stern tone:
"No, I must carry out the Brotherhood's mission personally. Besides, we lost two of our comrades in Jakarta this time, and I suffered such a big loss. I must make up for this!"
Lu Yan glanced at Du Weiguo and suddenly changed the subject: "Tomorrow early morning, I will go to Jakarta with you~"
Du Weiguo looked suffocated: "What? Come with me?"
Lu Yan raised his eyebrows, his expression was arrogant, and his tone was joking: "What? God of Evil, are you looking down on my fighting power, are you afraid of holding you back?"
Du Weiguo waved his hand quickly:
"Of course not, Lu Yan, I know your abilities very well, but why do you want to go to Jakarta with me?"
Lu Yan became angry and shouted angrily:
"Nasi, now Jakarta is in turmoil because of you, everything is covered with soldiers, and the sea, land and air are all blocked. How can I get there? Don't you have a submarine? Why, you can't fit more than one person?"
Gan! Where the hell am I going to turn you into a submarine? Du Weiguo rolled his eyes helplessly:
"Uh~~"
At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, 62 kilometers west of Kuala Lumpur, in the seaport city of Kuala Selangor, there is a seafood warehouse on the waterfront on the outskirts of the city.
The warehouse was piled with seafood such as dried kelp, seaweed and shrimp, and the fishy smell was overwhelming. There was also a small warehouse hidden inside.
In the open space in the center, there are dozens of large sealed iron boxes neatly placed, all of which contain brand new munitions.
Tons of TNT, nitroglycerin, matching detonators, timed detonators, and countless bullets, mines, grenades, incendiary bombs, and rockets.
These are all hard goods that Natasha helped him get. The logistics of Du Weiguo's recent night attack were all guaranteed by the KGB, which was equivalent to showing his support.
Today's polar bears are extremely domineering and have no taboos, while the KGB is even more rigid and has no right to be a freemason.
As for the official diplomatic protest issued by Yin Ni, ha! Why don't you just make a fart? If you have the ability, do it. If you don't have the ability, just beep and beep.
At this moment, Natasha looked at Du Weiguo with fear that could not be hidden, and more importantly, admiration that could not be concealed.
One man is the enemy of the country!
This sounds like an extremely ridiculous feat, but the man in front of me actually did it.
Relying on their own strength alone, Hard Steel's thousands of troops killed nearly 5,000 enemies and injured countless others for four consecutive nights. They forcibly defeated the two main divisions stationed in Jakarta and were helpless. In the end, they had to evacuate the city in a hurry and join forces to commit suicide. Shou.
Such a remarkable achievement is not only unprecedented, but it is estimated that the latter will never happen again in the future.
After Du Weiguo carefully inspected this batch of arms, he nodded with satisfaction:
"Yes, they are all top-notch products, especially this batch of broadsword mines from Citigroup. They are specially customized for the rainforest battlefield. They have 1,200 steel balls embedded in them. They are quite ruthless."
While talking, Du Weiguo strolled out of the warehouse and took out a cigarette from the cigarette case. Natasha lit it for him with a very discerning eye.
Natasha peeked at his face and asked carefully, "Wesley, what are your plans next?"
Du Weiguo naturally understood what she meant, because Suat asked Lu Yan to bring him a truce letter, which was still written in Chinese.
The choice of words and sentences is quite euphemistic, and the general idea is that the previous massacre was not his own intention, but the consequences of the wanton behavior of his subordinates.
He will definitely investigate the matter thoroughly and severely punish the murderer. From now on, the Indian authorities will also treat the Chinese well and provide full compensation.
In addition, Su Atuo also hopes to turn the war with the evil god into friendship. The conditions are arbitrary, and the sincerity is absolutely sufficient.
In one sentence, he was convinced and now wants to spend money to buy his life.
The majestic king of a country, armed with a heavy army, was beaten single-handedly by Du Weiguo until he flattered and begged for peace! It sounds like such a fantasy.
Du Weiguo slowly exhaled the smoke, his tone was light, and no emotion could be heard:
"Natasha, have you found Suat's hiding place?"
Natasha shook her head:
"No, he came to power through a military coup. He was so scared that he built multiple secret shelters and executed all the craftsmen.
Ever since I knew you were going to deal with him, you have intensified your efforts. You have built countless safe houses, real and fake, underground, in the mountains, and even in the sea. Their locations change every night, and no one knows where he is hiding. "
Du Weiguo frowned:
"No one knows? How is this possible? Since this beast is so afraid of death, there must be security personnel accompanying him?"
Natasha nodded:
"Yes, Suat has a personal guard battalion, known as the Royal Forest Army, with a total of 1,224 people. They are divided into several groups to protect him day and night. They are on standby at any time. Their positions are notified at short notice every day.
These elites are all his direct descendants. He knows everyone, is well-trained, and has strict discipline. They usually have no contact with the outside world and cannot insert nails. "
"Ah!"
Du Weiguo spit out half of the cigarette butt in his mouth, his voice full of contempt:
"As expected, he is afraid of death, okay, since I can't find the real owner, then I can only continue to mess with his soldiers and generals.
I don’t believe it anymore, these people are determined to mess with him, Natasha, don’t be idle, contact Suat’s political opponents immediately, and wait until the time comes~~”
Du Weiguo made a gesture of cutting his throat, which was very obvious. He was contacting Suat's political opponents, and when the time came, he would directly launch a coup to overthrow his regime.
Without power, Suat is equivalent to a tiger without claws, ready to be slaughtered by others!
Natasha looked a little hesitant:
"Wesley, the police station in Jakarta now only has a few police officers on duty at night, and the night patrol has also been suspended.
The 3rd Division and the 6th Division, which are direct descendants of Su Atuo, have already retreated outside the city and are on defense. If you still want to make a sneak attack on the camp with tens of thousands of people~~"
She didn't say everything, but the meaning was self-evident. Now that Du Weiguo still wants to attack at night, I'm afraid he won't be able to get it.
Logically speaking, this is indeed the case. As the old saying goes, there are no limits to a person's ability. Tens of thousands of elites armed to the teeth, one person's spit is enough to drown Du Weiguo.
However, Du Weiguo sneered indifferently:
"So what if there are tens of thousands of people? They're nothing more than chickens and dogs. Is it possible that if tens of thousands of people can squeeze into one tent and stay awake, don't they have to camp out in separate camps?"
Natasha opened her mouth, but was unable to refute. Du Weiguo smiled slightly and patted her shoulder:
"Okay, Natasha, stop thinking about it, I will cripple these two bastard divisions, and you should quickly contact Suat's political opponents.
In the end, I don’t want any benefits from Yinpad, but after it’s done, I want a latest model of small nuclear-powered high-speed deep-sea submarine. "
Upon hearing this, Natasha suddenly looked solemn and her tone stuttered:
"Okay, okay, I understand. I will report it to my superiors immediately."
Just after dark, the left wing of the 3rd Division of the Indian National Defense Force stationed in the south of Jakarta and the 23rd Morocco Brigade near Depo Mountain was attacked by Du Weiguo.
Three rockets, like scalpels, accurately opened the sealed opening of the temporary oil depot, detonating more than 200 tons of gasoline stored in the brigade.
A moment later, a huge orange-red mushroom cloud rose up, reflecting the night sky red, and was clearly visible for hundreds of miles.
Flames burn the sky!
Countless people were instantly devoured by the terrifying flames and turned into handfuls of charcoal. Many people in the camp that was ignited by the fire were burned to the point of crying like ghosts and howling like wolves, and were in a dilemma between life and death.
However, the commander of the 23rd Brigade was a decisive person and his reaction was quick enough. He gave up putting out the fire and even gave up rescuing the wounded.
Resolutely, they gathered the remaining sergeants and immediately began to pursue and intercept Du Weiguo in company units.
When the rocket was fired, the extremely conspicuous orange trajectory in the dark exposed Du Weiguo's position.
The commander of the 23rd Brigade was an experienced commander. Only one and a half minutes after the explosion, he ordered the undamaged artillery battalion.
Bomb Du Weiguo's location with all his strength, within a 500-meter radius, and conduct indiscriminate saturation coverage shelling.
"Boom boom boom~~"
135-caliber howitzers, 122-caliber rocket launchers, 130-caliber mortars, and dozens of heavy artillery fired at the same time.
The shells poured down like a torrential rain, and artillery was known as the king of land warfare. The power of a full artillery battalion was extremely terrifying, and the ground shook in an instant.
The woods where Du Weiguo was living just now turned into a sea of purgatory fire in an instant.
"Fuck, there's something about this old silver coin, and it reacts pretty quickly~"
In the edge area covered by artillery fire, Du Weiguo hid behind a rock, with a gray face, some blood oozing from his ears, and he was temporarily deaf.
Although he ran fast enough and was not directly splashed by the shrapnel, his ears were still deafened by the shock wave, and mud was splashed all over his head and face.
"咻咻咻~"
The shrill whistle of artillery shells struck again. This was the extension of firepower after six rounds of rapid fire. Looking at this posture, the extension range was at least one kilometer. At the same time, there was also the faint roar of fighter jets in the sky.
"Good guy! The dragnet and the earth's net are so huge, but what can you do to me?"
Du Weiguo raised his head, squinted his eyes, glanced at the huge 135-caliber artillery shell that was about to fall in front of him, smiled evilly, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
A moment later, when the bombing finally stopped and the ground troops began to march to the ruins to search, they suddenly encountered an unexpected attack from Du Weiguo.
"Boom boom boom~"
Several broad-blade mines exploded almost at the same time. Each broad-blade mine was connected to several bundles of cluster grenades with steel wires, and the grenades were connected to other land mines.
Therefore, the explosions are chain-linked, just like the scattered flowers of a goddess, airtight, and the killing radius and effect are not inferior to those of artillery shells.
Under the cover of the explosion, there were still inaudible gunshots that continued for a moment, like the scythe of the god of death, violently harvesting lives. This was a targeted sniper kill from the evil god.
In just half a minute, most of an infantry company that was nearly reorganized fell down like mowing grass without even seeing the enemy, and collapsed.
The survivors' livers and gallbladders were broken, and they lay on the ground holding their heads, praying that fatal bullets would not fall on their heads, not to mention fighting back, and they did not even dare to raise their heads.
"Boom boom boom~~"
A minute later, retaliatory covering bombardment struck again. It seemed that the brigade commander was really ruthless, and the bombing range directly included his own subordinates.
Although his revenge was cruel and timely enough, he still failed to blow up even a hair on Du Weiguo's body.
Du Weiguo, who teleports close to him, can really be regarded as invincible!
The sound of artillery fired intermittently in the dark night for nearly 2 hours, destroying all the artillery shell reserves of the 23rd Brigade, but Du Weiguo's counterattack still existed and became more fierce.
When the moon reached its peak, an integrated regiment of the 23rd Brigade responsible for the advance search and a reconnaissance battalion were defeated across the board.
This is not the commander's problem, and Du Weiguo is really terrible.
There were a total of 13 companies, but his elusive company sneak attacks and snipers killed 9 of them, resulting in over a thousand casualties.
The soldiers were under too much psychological pressure and were all frightened out of their minds. They fired at random and did not obey orders. There were even signs of mutiny on the battlefield.
However, the 23rd Brigade Commander was not without achievements. He used his life to hold Du Weiguo back for three full hours.
This period of time is enough for the 3rd Division to complete the encirclement of the mountainous area where Du Weiguo is located.
The division's heavy artillery regiment, cooperating with the air force's bombing formation, couldn't wait to launch a new round of blanket bombardment before the remaining troops of the 23rd Brigade were defeated and retreated.
Continuous artillery fire, destroying the sky and destroying the earth!
This intensive retaliatory bombing lasted for a full 2 hours, dumping no less than 10,000 tons of artillery shells and aircraft bombs.
In the mountainous area where Du Weiguo was originally located, the trees were uprooted, barren of grass, and bare and full of craters.
Even the hillside was flattened by more than ten meters. Under such an intense bombing, absolutely no human being could survive.
However, Du Weiguo happens to be beyond the scope of human beings. He is a god in the dark world!
The ferocious bombardment had just stopped, and in less than a few minutes, the 3rd Division headquarters 5 kilometers away received a visit from Du Weiguo.
Like a ghost, he didn't know how he broke through the strict layers of guards and suddenly appeared at the division headquarters.
Du Weiguo held a drum-type AKM in each hand, like the most ruthless executioner, with bullets raging like a rainstorm.
In 12 minutes, Su'at's most elite 3rd Mechanical Division, the entire headquarters, together with the division's guard battalion, numbered nearly 500 people.
They were all successfully beheaded by Du Weiguo, and in the end not even a single one was left alive. He was really going crazy!
When the nearest neighboring troops rushed to come back for reinforcements, the division headquarters was already covered in blood, with corpses strewn everywhere, and several Chinese characters with dragons and phoenixes written in blood on the walls.
If Suat survives, Jakarta will continue to bleed! The murderer, the evil god! (End of chapter)
