Peng Fei removed the magazine, loaded a new one fully loaded with bullets, and bent over.
"No, that area is too open, and besides, the enemy's angle allows them to dodge the bullets from this side and hit the open ground directly. You won't be able to get through..."
Zhang Guojun immediately rejected Peng Fei's suggestion. The rocks on both sides of the valley entrance could block bullets from outside, and if two people hid behind them, it would be enough to seal off the open space.
"Hey, what are you two doing carrying that thing around?"
As Zhuang Rui listened to their conversation, his eyes unconsciously darted around, and he suddenly spotted the grenade launcher placed next to Peng Fei.
"Right, how come I didn't think of that? Brother Zhang, do you know how to use this?"
Peng Fei followed Zhuang Rui's gaze and saw the grenade launcher. His eyes lit up immediately. Just now, with only him and Li Zhen, even using grenade launchers, they couldn't suppress the enemy. But now the situation was different.
If Zhang Guojun can suppress the drug dealers near the valley entrance with rifle grenades, allowing Peng Fei and Li Zhen to reach the valley entrance, then Duwa and the others inside will be exposed to their guns like live targets.
"Good idea. The power of this grenade launcher can blast a chunk off that rock at the valley entrance, and the shockwave alone will kill anyone behind it..."
Upon hearing Peng Fei's words, Zhang Guojun grabbed the grenade launcher and slung it over his shoulder. After all, the armory was under his management, and Captain Zhang had handled all sorts of things inside.
"Ready, charge!"
Peng Fei and Li Zhen exchanged a glance, then stood up and rushed toward the valley entrance. At the same time, Zhang Guojun knelt on the ground and pulled the trigger of the grenade with his right index finger. A flash of fire hit the grenade four or five meters above the valley entrance.
"boom!"
A loud bang rang out, and the entire valley seemed to shake. A two-meter-square hole was blasted open at the valley entrance, and rubble kept rolling down from it.
The two drug dealers who had been hiding behind the rocks were now bleeding from all seven orifices from the enormous impact, rolling on the ground, completely unable to perform their duties as sentries.
Two screams echoed from the valley; the two Kachin people who had climbed more than twenty meters high were thrown off the cliff by the explosion.
This height of over twenty meters is equivalent to a seven or eight-story building. With a scream from the air, the two bodies that fell onto the grass in the valley twitched slightly, and a pool of blood flowed from beneath them, slowly trickling into the stream.
Duva was dumbfounded. He had no idea what had happened, and the dozen or so men around him were also stunned by the explosion, forgetting to even pick up their guns.
From the woods to the valley entrance, it was only a short distance of twenty or thirty meters. Peng Fei and Li Zhen moved like arrows released from a bow, and in a few strides they arrived at the valley entrance. Ignoring the falling pebbles above their heads, the two brothers simultaneously opened their right hands, and two iron sweet potatoes were clearly in their palms.
"Boom! Boom boom!"
Four grenades were thrown into the valley in an arc, followed by deafening explosions. Soil and grass mixed with blood and limbs flew everywhere, making it look like a scene from hell.
"Da da... da da da!"
Before the smoke in the valley had cleared, Peng Fei and Li Zhen's submachine guns simultaneously spewed fire. They weren't government troops, so they didn't need any survivors.
Chapter 1001 Gold Mine (Part 1)
The valley was gourd-shaped and very open, but this was also the tragedy of the Duva organization. After a series of explosions, a few people who were lucky enough to escape being hit were just raising their guns to return fire when they were mowed down by a burst of bullets.
Peng Fei and Li Zhen had no intention of leaving any survivors. For them, killing all these people would be enough to comfort the spirit of their old platoon leader.
The gunfight lasted only a short time, just five or six minutes, after which the valley fell silent, and no more gunfire came from within.
"Boom! Boom boom!"
Peng Fei pulled out two more grenades from his waist and threw them in. He was afraid someone might pretend to be dead and shoot him from behind. He thought it would be better to fight head-on than to die from a sneak attack.
"Shura, I'll go in first, you keep cover..."
After waiting for a while and hearing no sound from inside the valley, Peng Fei gestured to Li Zhen and prepared to enter. Suddenly, he saw Zhuang Rui running towards him, bent over. Startled, Peng Fei waved his hands frantically and shouted, "Brother Zhuang, don't come any closer! Wait a little longer..."
"It's alright, there shouldn't be any survivors..."
Zhuang Rui ran to Peng Fei's side in one breath and squatted down. He had just used his spiritual energy to sense that there were no other living beings in the valley besides one other living being that could absorb the spiritual energy he released.
However, Zhuang Rui believed that even if the person who absorbed his spiritual energy was still alive, he wouldn't live much longer after these successive explosions, and probably wouldn't even be able to lift a gun.
"Brother Zhuang, it's better to be safe than sorry. I'll go in first, you wait here..."
Peng Fei shook his head. These drug dealers were all fearless and ruthless. Even if they only had one breath left, they would pull the grenade and die together with their opponent. He didn't feel comfortable letting Zhuang Rui go in.
"Okay, be careful..."
Looking at the corpses on the way here and smelling the pungent stench of blood, Zhuang Rui suddenly regretted coming over. This wasn't a chicken slaughterhouse; the dead were all living, breathing people.
"Alright, it's all over now, Li Zhen, come in..."
Two or three minutes after Peng Fei entered the valley, a sound came out. Li Zhen and Zhuang Rui, who were hiding behind the rocks, stood up at the same time and walked into the valley.
The stream in the valley was stained red with blood, and more than a dozen corpses lay scattered about. Many people still had expressions of shock on their faces, seemingly not expecting that the other side could use heavy weapons to directly threaten the valley.
"Duwa!"
Peng Fei quickly found Duwa, whose photo was already deeply etched in the minds of Peng Fei and Li Zhen.
Duwa's face was facing the ground, his entire back was blown to pieces, and the blood flowing from his body stained the green grass around him. Peng Fei walked forward and forcefully turned Duwa's body over.
"Huh? He's not dead yet?"
Duva, who had been turned over, was pale and had his eyes closed, but his chest was still rising and falling slightly, and a bellows-like sound came from his throat.
Peng Fei crouched down and touched Duva's neck, saying, "He won't last more than a few minutes..."
As the saying goes, death ends all debts. Peng Fei and Li Zhen killing Duwa was considered revenge for the old platoon leader. They weren't so perverted as to cut off and eat Duwa's fat.
Just as Li Zhen and the others were inspecting the situation inside the valley, Hu Rong also rushed in with a group of people. Although it was a bit of hindsight, Peng Fei and Li Zhen had indeed taught his men a good lesson today on what jungle warfare was all about!
"It's Duva, that's right!"
Hu Rong walked over to Peng Fei and looked at the fat man lying on the ground. He said that Hu Rong's raw stone smuggling team had clashed with Duwa back then, and the two were old acquaintances.
"This fat man followed Khun Sa since the 1980s, and even started his own business in the 1990s. I never expected him to die here..."
Looking at Duwa, who was barely clinging to life on the ground, Hu Rong felt a pang of emotion.
Duwa had been a powerful figure in the Golden Triangle for two or three decades, with a huge reputation and was a big name in the global drug world. But now, looking like a dead dog, Hu Rong couldn't help but feel that this was the end of an old tycoon.
"Sigh, what a pity..."
Hu Rong suddenly remembered something and slapped his thigh.
"Hmm? Brother Hu, what's the pity? A man like that doesn't deserve to die..."
When Zhuang Rui first entered the valley, he was a little unaccustomed to it, but after seeing so many dead people, he became numb to it. Although he still felt a little nauseous, Zhuang Rui still had no pity for someone like Duwa.
"Hey, you don't know, this guy was a local tyrant for over ten years, he's got quite a fortune..."
Hu Rong didn't need to elaborate on the profits from drug trafficking; everyone present knew that as one of the three giants of the Golden Triangle, the wealth he possessed was astronomical.
Moreover, Duva was extremely stingy. Apart from his close associates of one or two hundred who were well-treated, the rest of his people lived like people from a primitive society. It is said that he deposited all his money in foreign banks.
Now that Duva has died, it's like he's just made a free profit for those foreign banks; in a few decades, these will become non-performing loans.
"Um?"
Upon hearing Hu Rong's words and glancing at Duva's heaving chest, Zhuang Rui felt a stirring in his heart. Although Duva's wealth was ill-gotten, he could spend it cleanly.
Thinking of this, Zhuang Rui secretly released a stream of spiritual energy from his eyes, which was invisible and colorless and injected into Duwa's body. Zhuang Rui did not intend to save him, but only wanted to keep him alive and see if Peng Fei and the others had the ability to extract the wealth of the Kachin tribe from Duwa's mouth.
"Heh...heh heh..."
Just a few seconds after the spiritual energy entered Duwa's body, Duwa suddenly began to breathe rapidly, looking as if he was about to run out of breath.
Seeing this, despite his deep hatred for Duva, Peng Fei lowered the muzzle of his gun, preparing to give him a finishing shot.
"Holy crap, he's not dead?"
Before Peng Fei could pull the trigger, Duva's eyes suddenly opened slowly, and the rise and fall of his chest became calmer, which startled everyone. Was this guy a cockroach? How could he survive such serious injuries?
"Bank of China...?"
Upon seeing Peng Fei, Duwa uttered a few words indistinctly.
"Duwa, do you still remember the Chinese soldiers you ambushed at Songkou Mountain eight years ago?"
Peng Fei's voice was somewhat low. Since Duwa wasn't dead, let him die knowing the truth.
"Cough...cough cough, I've killed so many people in my life, how could I possibly remember them all?"
Duwa laughed self-deprecatingly. He who kills will be killed in return. Duwa's chieftainship was not inherited, but seized after killing countless clansmen. He had known all along that this day would come.
"Peng Fei, do you think you can get anything out of him? I'm going out now..."
Duwa spoke in Burmese. After Hu Rong explained it to Zhuang Rui, Zhuang Rui finally understood what he meant. He couldn't understand the conversation and didn't want to stay in the valley filled with the smell of blood.
After Zhuang Rui left the valley, Hu Rong arranged for people to clean up the battlefield. It was the hottest time of the year, and if the corpses were left there for too long, a plague might break out.
Although he knew these people deserved to die, Zhuang Rui still felt uneasy watching dozens of vibrant lives perish before his eyes.
The mine security team members who were carrying the bodies behaved even worse than Zhuang Rui. Some of them threw the bodies into the pits they had dug and immediately turned around and vomited. Even Captain Zhang, who prided himself on having killed people and seen blood, looked extremely pale.
"Smack!"
Zhuang Rui kicked a piece of rock that had broken off from the mountainside five or six meters away. His spiritual energy unconsciously swept over the rock, and suddenly, Zhuang Rui's eyes widened.
"Damn it, how could I forget about that?"
Zhuang Rui patted his head in self-reproach. The gunfight just now was too exciting. If he hadn't accidentally seen the faint spiritual energy contained in that stone, he would have forgotten the main mission of his trip.
Zhuang Rui bent down and picked up the stone, which was slightly smaller than his fist, and examined it carefully.
This stone is different from the gray, weathered stones on the outside of the rock wall. It is entirely black, and if you look closely, you can see a very faint trace of gold. Even without using spiritual energy to identify it, an experienced person can tell that this is a piece of ore from which gold can be extracted.
"This gold mine has a considerable amount of gold..."
Zhuang Rui raised his head, released the spiritual energy in his eyes, and carefully examined the cliff in front of him, which was at least forty or fifty meters high.
"I should have read more books on geology. If Professor Tang were here, he could definitely have roughly determined the gold content of this mine..."
After watching for more than ten minutes, Zhuang Rui shook his head helplessly. He found that this mine was very peculiar. The valley was surrounded by mountains on three sides, but only this side contained gold mines. Moreover, not only were there a large amount of gold ore inside the mountains, but there were also gold mines hidden more than ten meters underground.
Zhuang Rui didn't know much about gold; he could only tell that this was a rich mine. As for how much gold could be extracted after refining these ores, he couldn't estimate.
"Zhuang Rui, what are you doing? Why are you staring at this cliff like that?"
Just as Zhuang Rui was examining the stone wall, Hu Rong and his group came out. Behind them, several mine guards were carrying a corpse, indicating that the Duwa chieftain had passed away.
Zhuang Rui snapped out of his reverie, smiled, and said, "There's been a rather unexpected discovery. We'll talk about it later. Did Duwa say anything?"
"He told us everything himself, we didn't need to ask. Here, it's a USB drive. I didn't expect this guy to know about high-tech stuff..."
Peng Fei handed Zhuang Rui a USB drive, which he had found on Duva. Knowing he was going to die, Duva revealed all his wealth.
Duwa had only one condition: that Peng Fei give his wife and children, who were living in his secret residence in Yangon, one million US dollars. It can be said that Duwa was very clever; one million US dollars was enough for his wife and children to live on without causing any disaster.