The soldiers parked the vehicle arbitrarily, changed into ordinary clean clothes, and dispersed in this place.
They needed to understand the basic information here and find a base. The teleportation node had also been loaded onto the plane and was expected to arrive by the next morning. In order to keep up with the schedule, they needed to take action tonight.
Time was of essence.
Just as the soldiers dispersed to gather information.
Three kilometers south of the county town, a residential area.
It was the real stronghold of Karonba in this small county town.
Quite a few armed men were on guard around the base.
A luxurious white brick house was situated right in the middle, its grandeur in stark contrast with the mud houses and thatched cottages in other places.
In the huge basement, Karonba was indulging himself in fine food and drink with several of his confidants, holding ’beauties’ in their arms, watching a performance that everyone loved. Occasionally, he would join in and ’dance’ along with the music.
At this moment, his butler came in.
The butler had long become used to such scenes.
"Chief, something weird happened on the road from the South Kivu Province this afternoon," the butler rushed up to say.
"What strange thing." Karonba, aged thirty-nine, pulled at his cigar and replied indifferently.
"The thugs who collected tolls from out-of-towners are all dead, and there were no witnesses, it looks like a group did it," the butler spoke softly.
Karonba found it even less interesting upon hearing this and said, "Well, they weren’t our people, if they’re dead, they’re dead. Someone will soon take their place." he looked down on these local hooligans and gamblers who specialized in extortion and sometimes killing people to collect toll fees. He could care less if they were dead.
"Yes, boss, by the way, the Chinese businessman is about to arrive. I heard that the mining equipment is already at sea," the butler added.
Karonba’s eyes lit up, "Oh? That was quick. They’re much stronger than those Americans. We have to hit them hard, Chinese are easy to bully, hehe." He was overjoyed.
"Yes, we’re surely going to make a huge profit this time, plus it’s a long-term business, we could seize their equipment when the time comes." The butler was a little excited himself, waiting for his share of the profits.
"Idiot, why would we want to seize them? Do you know how to use them? Even if we did, who’s going to buy the mined ore from us? All we want is cash." Karonba patted the butler’s head. If he weren’t a relative, he would have thrown him out long ago.
"Yes, yes, boss, you’re right." The butler immediately bowed and nodded.
"Hmm, you can go now." Karonba waved the butler out, a smug smile flashing across his eyes. The terms that the Americans had given were too low, there wasn’t much profit, so he had to share it with other deputy leaders.
This time a fearless Chinese businessman was coming, he must demand more. He would lie about the protection fee and claim the lion’s share for himself. Although he was eager to eliminate the other deputy leaders and monopolize the spoils, he dare not.
Their power was formed by the alliance of local tribes, which was merely to counter other tribal alliances. They had only managed to dominate because their tribe was the strongest, with the most population, and a few gemstone mines under their control. That’s how he got to be the leader.
It wasn’t as simple as killing the other deputy leaders to dominate.
...
After a whole afternoon of investigation, the highly efficient soldiers have grasped the structure of local forces, and identified their ’up-level’ target in this operation. As Karonba has countless crimes, he was directly ignored.
Among other deputy leaders, Deputy Leader 2, Martin Bahati, is comparatively slightly towards the ’righteous’ side, and has the best reputation among all deputy leaders. Even if something hasn’t been investigated, it doesn’t really matter, these are just wheat, not forces directly under Tang Qing, so there’s no need for too much fuss.
According to the plan.
They each picked their targets.
And prepared to execute it by dawn.
At midnight.
The base of Deputy Leader 2, Martin Bahati.
Their bases were not together with Karonba but within their own tribes. Karonba was the leader so lived near the town. They generally met only when necessary.
They were only a loose alliance for the benefit.
This was a tribe located in the mountains with more than 6,000 people, considered a relatively large power. Martin Bahati was the son of the tribal chief and the next chief. Therefore, the place he lived in was reasonably good, just not as ’luxurious’ as Karonba’s.
Martin Bahati led a very structured life: ate and then went to bed, with no other hobbies. Although he had three wives, he was already in his forties and had lost much of the interest. Sometimes he preferred to sleep alone.
Soon, his biological clock made him fall asleep quickly.
Around the jungle of Martin Bahati’s tribe.
A figure was swiftly moving within.
Under the moonlight.
The soldier activated the auxiliary system and was semi-forcibly controlled by ’Little Two’ to increase the speed of progression. Walking the main road would require detouring, so the command room chose to let the soldier take a straight line. Because with the cheats activated by a Level 2 soldier, any danger posed by the jungle was just a joke.
Upon reaching not far from Martin Bahati’s tribe, the soldier’s eyes gave off a red glow again, terminating the authorization of the Combat Assistance System.
Squatting in the grass, looking at the quiet tribe.
The soldier quietly waited.
The soldiers elsewhere also arrived in succession, waiting for orders.