Chapter 3927: They Won’t Have Many Stingers
Chapter 3927: Chapter 3927: They Won’t Have Many Stingers
Guan Yan stuck his head out from the night and glanced at the situation below.
Lu Zhi and Nie Qingru’s people were infinitely closing in on them.
Her heart was pounding like a thunderous drum, the thumping heartbeat sounding even louder than any other noise of the night.
"1."
Guan Yan swallowed and closed his eyes as he pressed the switch.
Outside, screams erupted chaotically in response to the unexpected firelight, followed by an explosion that illuminated half the sky.
The crowd outside was in an uproar.
Someone shouted: "Missile, it’s a Stinger!"
Lu Zhi and Shadow’s camp was in turmoil.
A bodyguard resembling a tower hurriedly pushed Lu Zhi’s wheelchair, evacuating him to a safe area.
Though Shadow didn’t react as quickly as the bodyguard, he managed to dodge immediately, appearing somewhat disheveled, his face and clothes covered with many exploded fragments.
He briskly approached Lu Zhi, exasperated: "How could Red Alliance headquarters have a Stinger? This..."
Lu Zhi was impeccably clean, taking out a white handkerchief to wipe his palm, calmly asking: "Is it really surprising that her territory has these things?"
Shadow suddenly thought of Qiao Nian.
Recalling Qiao Nian’s frequent chaotic maneuvers, he swallowed all his complaints, his eyes flaring with anger: "Mr. Lu, you didn’t tell us there were dangerous toys like this here!"
Lu Zhi raised his head, finally looking directly at him, still gentle and speaking slowly: "What? Did Nie Qingru not consider folding all these people here before cooperating with me?"
"..." Shadow was rendered speechless.
Lu Zhi curled his lips disdainfully, retracting his gaze from Shadow’s face, continuing to wipe his hands, lowering his eyes, and speaking softly: "Our cooperation involves you taking the fall for me, bearing the responsibility for this action. Since they’re destined to die, whether sooner or later or how doesn’t matter, why be bothered whether there are Stinger missiles among the weapons? I only care about the result, not the process!"
Shadow witnessed Lu Zhi’s ruthlessness firsthand, veins pulsing on his forehead, fists clenched tightly, glancing sideways: "Mr. Lu is right, then let’s hope we all achieve our desired goals."
"As long as you don’t touch the people you promised me. The empress’s goals will not fail." Lu Zhi replied indifferently.
Shadow had nothing more to say and could only leave with his people.
At this moment, 339 bowed his head, inquiring the man whose expression had become indifferent: "Mr. Lu, shall we continue?"
Without raising his head, Lu Zhi issued orders: "Since I’ve done it, expended manpower and resources. Tonight we must achieve the desired result at all costs. Order them to keep advancing, they don’t have much inventory, they won’t last long!"
"Yes."
After all, Red Alliance is a tech-oriented organization, not one dealing in weapons, only Qiao Nian has personal hobbies of creating small gadgets.
But Red Alliance headquarters is the residence of several key members, not a traditional stronghold, Qiao Nian only occasionally visits once or twice.
There definitely aren’t many munitions inside.
Otherwise, with Ye Wangchuan’s means, it wouldn’t be just one or two Stinger missiles, it would be a whole row catching them unawares.
If he guessed right.
After these two Stinger missiles, Ye Wangchuan and his team would be out of big guns.
Lu Zhi swiftly rotated the jade wrench on his thumb, hiding the calculation in his eyes.