Chapter 149: Chapter 115 I am the Grand Scheme!
Thirteen cars, thirty-five well-trained soldiers who might not be elite but were at least battle-hardened veterans.
This wasn’t the first time they were on such a kidnapping mission; even when their opponents outnumbered them in previous operations, they had still completed their task with perfection!
How could a single car and a single person devastate their entire force in less than a minute?
Was this some sort of King of Soldiers movie remake?
Absurd! Utterly absurd!
The harsh reality was reminding the Commander that all of the above was true!
And as more and more injured soldiers crawled out of the wrecked cars,
They began to piece together parts of the scene by sharing what they remembered.
It seemed that the target, after suddenly standing atop the car, used a short gun and a long gun to take out everyone?
What was even more astonishing was as they tallied their losses, they discovered, to their horror, that all the drivers… had been shot in the head and killed with a single shot!
This couldn’t be a coincidence! It was more likely that the drivers were the first targets in the limited time and space!
However, hitting all those moving targets accurately on a high-speed vehicle, especially under the danger of live ammunition,
made the lips of the Commander and his men twitch, finding it easier to believe in the assistance of a Ghostly God altering the bullets’ trajectories than it was to believe in the existence of a billion-to-one fearless sharpshooter.
On the other end of the communication device.
General Bahadur listened calmly to the report, and instead of throwing a tantrum, he ordered them to just wrap up the aftermath and come back before hanging up.
The force led by General Bahadur was like a malignant tumor at the intersection of Nepal and several surrounding powers.
He had found an opportunity to thrive between major powers in his younger days.
General Bahadur not only led an armed force nearly ten thousand strong but also served as a General and high-ranking official in several regions, including Nepal.
He had even obtained various titles and become a nobleman halfway through his career!
However, General Bahadur knew what had gotten him here: He always followed orders without making a fuss and never really did his job despite taking a salary.
In order to win over the hearts of his subordinates, he dabbled in any lucrative business, and thus his territory always harbored several illegal industry strongholds.
As a result, his reputation had steadily deteriorated over the years.
But General Bahadur didn’t care; he had no ambition to take on a bigger stage.
Life as a local tyrant was already comfortable enough.
The only thing that made him anxious… was an unresolved health issue that even his power couldn’t solve.
He was getting old, his body was far from what it once was, and, more fatefully, he was recently diagnosed with a terminal illness!
An illness that modern medicine could only delay for a bit before it would inevitably claim his life!
This was fatal for a warlord like him, so General Bahadur kept it a strict secret.
Fearing that if anyone found out, they might eagerly prepare to disobey him.
It’s just that… after one of his subordinates in Gad City, where he was a local tyrant, unexpectedly ran into trouble, and then incidentally found out that those Eastern people were not just easy prey but could also be carrying mysterious clues,
General Bahadur’s interest was piqued immediately, and he even sent his most trusted Mage’s Disciple to investigate the truth.
The result… not only did the Mage’s Disciple never return, but even the Mage who was deeply trusted also disappeared after making excuses to leave.
In the end, it was in the temple where the Magic Meeting was held that General Bahadur finally saw traces of the Mage and his Disciple.
This convinced General Bahadur even more that there were some unspeakable powers at play in that place; he even planned to set aside past differences to befriend those Eastern people and the Mages in the temple.
However, General Bahadur soon found out that these people were different; they didn’t offer any special treatment because of his status, especially regarding promises of supernatural Transcendent powers, not mentioning it at all.
In the past, General Bahadur, considering the other party’s burgeoning power, would probably have endured the situation, thinking there’s always another day!
But he no longer had the luxury of waiting for another day!
Furthermore, General Bahadur, through his own channels, had also obtained a few Body Tempering Tea Bags and, ignoring the warnings of his confidants, risked it all by drinking the steeped hot water.
For the first time in years, General Bahadur slept peacefully and dreamed a wonderful dream where he was healthy and could once again share a bed with beautiful companions!
Upon waking, General Bahadur took this as a sign from the Ghostly God and once again sent people to contact the Eastern people and the temple.
Then, unsurprisingly, apart from some kind words, there were only more kind words.
Even the request to purchase more Body Tempering Tea Bags was dismissed with a few sentences.
So, the General could not hold back anymore and decided to use the methods he was best at to make those Eastern people talk properly.
Just like with the miners in the past, if nice talks failed, he would invite them to the military camp,
where everyone suddenly found common topics and even shared interests, and then in an environment where they regretted not meeting each other sooner, they reached a win-win agreement!
Unexpectedly, there was a slip-up this time, one that carried an aura of impossibility and mystery!
To be honest, after his initial disbelief, General Bahadur had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
It suggested an even greater possibility that there were genuine mystical forces at that place!