dognovel Chapter 30 Clearing Obstacles and Intercepting Pursuers
Chapter 30 Clearing Obstacles and Intercepting Pursuers
The decision to intercept the rifle team was changed by Fang Jianqiu after he learned some information about them from Xiao Yuanshan.
the reason is simple.
Xiao Yuanshan told him some information: these rifle squads were professional mercenaries who operated in Honolulu year-round, and their numbers often exceeded ten. These people not only had better equipment, but more importantly, each of them was equipped with a fast horse.
Moreover, these people know the terrain of Honolulu better than their own backyard.
If they escaped together on horseback, they would certainly not be able to move quickly, especially with children and the wounded in tow.
If the rifle team decides to give chase, the latter's mobility makes it highly likely that they will overtake the enemy halfway through the pursuit.
If an encounter occurs in the wild and the enemy fires a dozen guns at once, Fang Jianqiu might be able to turn the tables and kill them with his Hextech runes, but he has no way of guaranteeing the safety of the other three.
A single stray bullet could have killed Kobayashi.
Therefore, it is better to take the initiative than to passively flee.
Moreover, for Fang Jianqiu, this seemingly dangerous ambush operation was actually not very risky.
He's a cheat code with runes.
What's more, once this job is done, it will probably unlock a new rune.
It's a win-win situation!
"drive!"
Fang Jianqiu rode his chestnut horse alone, galloping along the compacted, hard dirt road in the plantation.
The night wind howled, and the sugarcane fields on both sides receded like black waves.
His destination was the valley exit to the north.
Those were the only two passages leading to the outside world, and the only way for Kobayashi and his companions to leave this place.
He needed to get there first, clear out any possible sentry posts, and then turn that narrow valley entrance into the battlefield where he would ambush the riflemen.
In Hans's last words, he learned that the rifle team would enter from the south valley entrance.
But he didn't know how far away the other party was. Maybe they were just a few kilometers away, or maybe they wouldn't arrive until dawn.
In short, everything needs to be done faster.
......
North valley mouth.
The terrain here is narrow, with steep mountain walls on both sides, leaving only a dirt road in the middle that can only accommodate two vehicles side by side.
There is a wooden fence gate at the intersection, next to which is a small wooden watchtower three or four meters off the ground.
On the watchtower, a kerosene lamp hung from a pillar, swaying in the wind.
Three foreigners were playing cards around a small wooden table, on which were a few bottles of beer and some loose change.
"How's it going, newbie? I told you it was right to follow me, didn't I?"
A shrewd old man with a pockmarked face smugly said as he shuffled the cards:
"Others are probably still toiling away in the sugarcane fields, catching piglets and feeding mosquitoes. Unlike us, we're sitting here enjoying the breeze and drinking. How pleasant!"
The young foreigner referred to as the "newcomer" was a blond lad. He took a sip of beer and put on a fawning smile.
"Hehe, it's really great not having to suppress slave laborers, but... we're just sitting here, and you don't seem worried at all about the workers escaping?"
"Hey, look how stupid you are."
Another bald foreigner slammed his cards on the table and scoffed:
"Let them run away, those laborers aren't our property. I'd love for as many as possible to escape! Then we'll tell that fat pig Hans that we're short-handed and can't keep an eye on them! We'll make him give us a raise! Otherwise, who's going to risk their lives for him?"
Upon hearing this, the newcomer's face lit up with a look of sudden understanding. Just as he was about to ponder this workplace wisdom, his ears twitched.
"Shh...wait, did you hear that?"
"What did you hear?" the pockmarked man asked impatiently.
"It sounds like horses' hooves," the newcomer said.
"Come on, are you trying to cheat because you have bad cards? Where did you get a horse in the middle of the night? Hurry up and play your card!" the bald man urged.
The newcomer remained somewhat wary, after all, he had only been in the industry for a short time.
So he stood up, walked to the edge of the watchtower, and squinted at the road.
Under the moonlight, a dark figure could indeed be seen galloping towards them on horseback in the distance.
"Hey, there really is someone! Looks like someone on horseback... Hey! You over there! Stop..."
The newcomer hadn't finished speaking.
Fang Jianqiu sat on the galloping horse, the Winchester rifle in his right hand already raised, the butt against his shoulder.
The more versatile scope began to shine.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out.
The newcomer's head snapped back, revealing a gaping hole in his forehead.
He fell straight off the watchtower like a kite with a broken string, landing with a "plop" on the grass below.
The other two were still urging him to sit down and play his cards when they were stunned by what they saw.
"Wang Defa?!"
"Oh shit!"
They frantically dropped their cards and reached for the Winchester rifle lying to the side. The bald man was so flustered that he even held the gun upside down, pointing it at his stomach.
Although they had guns in their hands, the two men huddled behind the railing, neither daring to peek out.
That shot was incredibly accurate.
"What do we do?! Go up and see who it is!" The bald man nudged the pockmarked man.
"Damn it, why don't you go? Do you want my head to explode?" the pockmarked man cursed back, shrinking even tighter.
"Fuck! What an idiot! Why are we fighting him?! Just let the guys outside go! What's the point of us stopping them? It's only a few dollars a month!"
"That's right! I'll shout it!"
The two seasoned veterans huddled together, trembling. Faced with death, their desire to surrender changed quickly.
Fang Jianqiu reined in his horse and stopped it a few dozen meters below the watchtower.
He held the Winchester up for a moment, and seeing that no one was showing their face, he slung the spear back over his back and drew the heavy revolver from his waist.
Since you won't come out, then I'll kill you all.
He had just raised his gun when shouts came from the watchtower.
"Hey! Guys down there! Don't shoot! We won't stop you! You can go on your own! Here's the key!"
After he finished speaking, a bunch of keys was thrown down from above, landing on the ground with a clatter.
"Heh, these foreigners are interesting."
Fang Jianqiu sneered:
"But unfortunately, what I want is absolute certainty."
Fang Jianqiu completely ignored the key on the ground, raised the heavy revolver, and aimed it at the thin wooden wall of the watchtower.
"Bang!"
The first shot. The wooden planks shattered, and a scream came from above.
"Bang!"
The second shot.
"Bang! Bang!"
Fang Jianqiu fired in short bursts, each shot leaving a large, translucent hole in the watchtower.
The large-caliber bullet, combined with the bright sword, easily pierced through the wooden plank and entered the human body hiding behind it.
The narrow watchtower offered nowhere to hide, and the two foreigners were like mice trapped in a box.
After a few screams, there was complete silence above, with only blood dripping down the cracks in the wooden planks.
Another 600 experience points have been gained.
Fang Jianqiu dismounted, picked up the key, and opened the wooden gate at the entrance of the valley.
......
Not long after, Fang Jianqiu returned to his hiding place.
"Brother Fang, you...you'll definitely find Xiaolin, right?"
Xiao Lin rode on horseback, protected by Xiao Yuanshan.
She looked at Fang Jianqiu standing in front of the horse, and tears streamed down her face again, her expression full of grievance and reluctance.
"Don't lie to Xiaolin, don't be like your older sister, she always said she would come back to find me... but she..."
"Yes, I will. I never lie."
Fang Jianqiu reached out and patted her head, then grabbed a handful of grass from the ground and fed it to the chestnut horse.
"Be good, Xiao Lin. Hold on tight to your Grandpa Xiao. I'll come find you after I'm done with my business."
The chestnut horse chewed on the grass and snorted in dissatisfaction. After all, there were four people sitting on it. Fortunately, there were only an old man and a child. The only young man, Ye Lang, was also thin and was currently tied to Xiao Yuanshan's back with a thick hemp rope. The little girl sat at the very back, tightly hugging Ye Lang's waist.
Although Xiaolin was extremely reluctant to leave Fang Jianqiu and wanted to jump off her horse to hug him, she looked at Fang Jianqiu's determined eyes and finally bit her lip, showing her sensible side.
She sat obediently in front of Xiao Yuanshan, without crying or making a fuss, not wanting to cause trouble for Brother Fang.
"Brother Xiao, I'll leave everything to you!" Fang Jianqiu looked at Xiao Yuanshan and solemnly entrusted him with the task.
"Hehe, even if it costs this old man his life, I'll get them safely there."
Xiao Yuanshan also looked serious; he knew why Fang Jianqiu had stayed behind.
"Brother Fang, have you memorized that place? Those landmarks are all passed down by word of mouth among the Chinese laborers who fled there. Make sure you remember them well."
"I've got it." Fang Jianqiu nodded. "Let's go."
He slapped the horse's rump hard.
"drive!"
Xiao Yuanshan gave the reins a tug, and the chestnut horse strode off with heavy steps, carrying the four of them toward the north valley entrance, disappearing into the night.
Fang Jianqiu stood there, watching their figures disappear completely until he could no longer hear the sound of horses' hooves.
He turned around and looked south, his eyes becoming sharp as knives.
......
The ten-kilometer journey took only about twenty minutes for these riflemen, who rode fine horses and knew the route well.
By this time, they had reached the south entrance of the plantation.
"Hey, up there! Are you still alive? Open the door! It's me, White!" White shouted impatiently from his horse toward the watchtower at the south entrance of the valley.
Xiao Yuanshan and his three companions had just crossed the North Valley Pass and entered the vast wilderness.