Chapter 247 Tu Tu Tu Tu
Snake looked slightly dissatisfied as he watched several young men arrive in someone else's car, but he didn't say anything.
Most of the people in the Viper Gang are locals from Fides. Now that they are asked to leave here and go to another city, and there is a possibility that they will be injured or even die, it is difficult for Snake to ask them to do so absolutely.
He knew that these young people said goodbye to their families and girlfriends last night, and some of them even held a grand "farewell party."
They found a lot of girls to hold it together, and a group of people went crazy all night long.
This may be their final way of bidding farewell to the city that raised them, shooting out all the unpleasant and new worries and anxieties from their minds.
Alcohol, tobacco, sex, their minds were messed up all night long, and finally they all lay together and slept until dawn.
Seeing the cold face of Snake, these young people were a little numb, but fortunately Snake did not reprimand them, but just urged them to get in the car as soon as possible.
There were two buses, a truck, and several cars.
Young people are actually full of yearning to go to Jingang City, just like young people in an ordinary small place always yearn to go to a big city.
They have heard too much about the tariffs in Golden Port City, and they really want to see it with their own eyes.
Maybe this will become the starting point of their life legend!
The young people on the bus were all chatting. Some young people who did not attend the farewell party last night asked those who did in an envious tone what they had played last night.
Listening to them talk about those unrestrained girls, it is said that there are also some foreigners, such as Imperials, Aryans, etc., which makes some young people's eyes turn red with envy!
Those who may have never even held a girl’s hand have already cursed!
If I had known they would go too!
During the fight, the expectation for the new city was gradually replaced by boredom. There was no beautiful scenery on both sides of the federal interstate highway, and they were all desolate wilderness.
Occasionally, you can see groups of wolves or other animals passing by, which is already the most interesting embellishment on the road.
From the loud noise and excitement when getting on the bus at the beginning, to the end when most people were curled up in their seats smoking, everything became quiet again.
Snake was looking at some information, which contained some information about Golden Port City.
This information was actually quite behind the times, because it also included descriptions of the Camilla Gang and the Brotherhood, but he knew about it.
In just half a year, two well-known gangs in Golden Port City became a thing of the past. This made him, like everyone else, full of yearning for this kind of city full of gold, but also a little wary.
He didn't want him, and the Vipers, to become fireworks.
It takes a day to get from Fides to Golden Port City, and it is impossible for everyone to drive all the way. When they were about to enter Likara State, the team chose a motel and rested for a while.
The owner of the motel was very enthusiastic towards these people, and what surprised them was that there was actually a call service here——
The innkeeper's wife and his three daughters.
Although everyone was surprised, they didn't find it unbelievable. After all, they had heard of this kind of thing many times. People's lives are not easy, and everyone wants to make money.
In addition to providing a relatively comfortable overnight environment, motels also rely on providing
Those long-distance truck drivers need this!
Early the next morning, the convoy set off again. After entering Likara State, it was obvious that the situation here was better than that of the next state. The interstate highway also became busy, and there were many large trucks roaring on the road.
As the port with the largest throughput in the northern hemisphere, Golden Port City retains goods from all over the world every day and then delivers them to surrounding areas by land or water transportation.
The obviously lively highway has also begun to make people regain their spirits. They can reach Golden Port City in the afternoon at the latest, which makes them full of expectations for their new life and work.
Seeing that the road signs of Golden Port City had begun to appear on the side of the road, and the distance was getting closer and closer. When approaching Golden Port City, Snake stopped the convoy at a motel on the roadside.
They could have something to eat here while he made a phone call.
"I can enter the city in more than an hour. You can call and talk to Lance and see if you can make an appointment with him."
"This time we will deal with him once and for all!"
Hearing that Snake had arrived at the outskirts of Golden Port City, Brinton relaxed and quickly replied, "No problem, I will contact him right away."
"Contact me now, I'll wait for your call."
After Brinton hung up the phone, he dialed Lance's number. Lance's number was not hidden, but what was not hidden was the number at the front desk, not the separate one on his desk.
The call was quickly connected.
"Hi Lance, I'm Brinton and I thought we should chat."
"uh-huh?"
Brinton glanced at the receiver in his hand. It was different from what he imagined Lance would be. He felt that Lance should say something to him instead of just "uh-huh."
But this did not prevent him from continuing to finish his sentence, "I know there may be a little misunderstanding between us, and now there is a good opportunity to resolve the misunderstanding. We can sit down and have a chat."
"The Empire is huge, and as far as I know your bar isn't full in the Empire, we can totally coexist peacefully!"
"Even if you're really not happy with us being here, we can talk and maybe we can go somewhere else, the Bay Area or even downtown."
"But first, we have to talk, right?"
Lance's answer was still very concise, "Yes, so?"
"So we have to talk, I said, sit down and talk face to face!"
He emphasized the word "face to face" and said, "There are many issues that cannot be discussed clearly on the phone, so we have to sit down and talk. This is also a sign of sincerity, right?"
"Whatever the outcome is, I'll accept it."
Lance seemed to be persuaded by him and agreed, "When and where?"
This made Brinton very happy, "At nine o'clock tonight, there is a restaurant at No. 118, No. 9 Road. I'll wait for you!"
No. 118, No. 9 Road, is on the west side of the Imperial District, close to the industrial area, and slightly out of the way.
"no problem."
It's not that Brinton has never thought about asking Lance to leave Golden Port City, but this is obviously impossible. The two sides are already in a hostile relationship. You ask Lance to negotiate with you outside the city... This doesn't sound like anything. Good thing!
So in the end, he chose a relatively remote place. The industrial area was dead silent at night, and the people living nearby were not nosy. It was also close to Interstate 24.
Snake and the others can reach Route 9 by walking directly across the entire industrial area.
After doing all this, Brinton seemed to feel a lot more comfortable, and the boulder pressing on his chest seemed to be moved away by some mysterious force. He quickly dialed back the number Snake left, probably. After explaining the time and location, and after the two agreed, Brinton hung up the phone.
He now needs to prepare for the negotiation at night, and he has even begun to imagine that when he is sitting at the dinner table at night, he can see the pitiful appearance of Lance kneeling at his feet, begging him not to kill the other party!
When I thought of this, the depression, anxiety and fear that I had felt during this period of time all turned into laughter!
But he soon stopped smiling. He felt that there was a traitor inside the nightclub, so he had to keep a low profile first...
But he didn't know that it wasn't Lance who was talking to him.
The real Lance, looking down through the gap between the blinds in the motel room on the second floor.
"Several cars, at least sixty or seventy people, but they don't seem to be carrying weapons."
Erwin was standing next to another window. The angle they stood at was just right to see the motel restaurant, where young people were sitting scattered, eating food, laughing and playing.
"Madol, do you think our success rate is high?"
Madol was also here, and he was also observing the situation below. He saw several drivers who did not go to the restaurant to eat, but gathered around the convoy. "The places where the drivers were standing and the cars were probably the ones they used to store important supplies."
"Weapons, money, or other things, let's kill these people first, and then don't let them get close to the car."
The two looked towards the drivers. There were no obvious bunkers around them, only cars.
Lance didn't think it was a trouble, "Hiram can take care of them the first time."
Madol continued, "Then the rest are the people in the restaurant and their cadre."
"I think their cadres may carry weapons with them, but there is no guarantee that their ordinary members will not carry weapons, so we must take them by surprise..."
Lance turned to look at him, "For example?"
...A few minutes later, Snake hung up the phone. Blinken had already told him the results. Seeing that the Lance family was about to be eradicated, he finally felt a little more relaxed.
He ordered a hamburger and extra fried chicken and returned to the room.
It's not that he doesn't like being with these gang members, it's just that he is a little older and he is the leader of the gang. If he always hangs out with these low-level members, people will lose their sense of awe towards him!
He doesn't believe in the books written by big capitalists, and he doesn't believe that making friends with employees can increase production, because he is originally from the bottom.
He knows very well that if a factory boss makes friends with an assembly line worker, there is a high probability that the worker will ask for something excessive.
For example, ask for a better position, more benefits, and more salary.
If the boss doesn't agree, it will destroy the illusion he created before that he wants to make friends with everyone, so from the beginning, Snake will not let this situation happen.
Not long after he left, a car entered the parking lot.
The drivers who gathered together to smoke and chat looked towards the car.
This is a motel, so it's normal for cars to come in. Their job now is to keep people away from their fleet in case there are thieves or something.
These days, whether someone is a thief or not cannot be judged based on whether the person is driving or not. There are also people who drive around and steal things.
The car was very close to them, and they noticed that there were several people in the car. One of them was a guy who was always flipping his hair like a farmer's silly son.
Just as the car approached them, it stopped.
Several drivers immediately put their hands into their arms or put them behind their backs. The guy sitting in the passenger seat seemed to not see anything wrong with this group of people and asked loudly, "Hey, friends, do you know this place?" "
He took out a map and was still complaining, "I walked around the area several times and never found this place. I can see at a glance that you are well-informed people. Maybe you are more knowledgeable than me, a stupid driver." Smart, can you tell me how to get here?"
Originally, the drivers didn't intend to pay attention to him, but this guy spoke very nicely, which made the drivers relax their guard a little, and at the same time they all looked at the map in the hand of the co-pilot.
A federal map with a circle drawn in red.
Some scientists said that when an artificially marked area appears in a picture, even if the people viewing the picture previously knew that they did not need to observe the marked area, they would subconsciously look at this part.
It was as if at this moment, they were all attracted by the red circle and ignored the stupid son of the landowner in the car. He shook his hair and lifted the submachine gun from the base of the car.
The sudden bursts of gunfire rang out in an instant, and these drivers did not even have a chance to hide. Although they had made a move to escape, they had no chance to leave under the fierce shooting from the muzzles of two submachine guns!
The young people in the restaurant were immediately alerted by the sudden sound of gunfire in the parking lot. They all stood up immediately, and some of them also drew their pistols.
Just when their attention was focused outside, Lance and his group were quickly passing through the back kitchen!
"Gentlemen, we are not allowed here..." Before the numbers with their nose hairs curled up and stretched out from their nostrils remembered to let them leave, a gun was pointed at their heads.
He immediately raised his hands and showed an ugly smile. Erwin pointed to the corner, "There's going to be a firefight here. You'd better get out of here!"
The chef trembled, and Erwin's gun swung toward the back door. He ran a few steps worriedly, and when he saw that Alvin didn't fire, he ran away without looking back!
Lance walked in the front. He pushed open the door of the restaurant, and all he was left with was his back!
Fortunately, he is using a submachine gun and he is not Niko.
Most of the people in the restaurant were attracted by the sound of crossfire in the parking lot. Before they could figure out what was going on, they were all looking over there.
Several young men had walked out, trying to figure out what was going on.
While everyone was still watching the excitement, they suddenly discovered that there were always a few companions around them who cursed "Fake" and then shrank under the table.
Before they had time to reflect on what happened, they heard the sound of neatly pulling the bolt of a gun behind them.
More than a dozen people lined up in a row, kicking forward and kicking back. Their bodies were prepared to resist the recoil. In the next second, more than a dozen submachine guns opened fire at the same time!
The yellow bullet casings were thrown out from the ejector, like a heavy rain, like bullets sprayed out, and it became people's nightmare in an instant!
The whistling bullets tore apart the tranquility in the restaurant in an instant. The young people of the Viper Gang were crying and trying to escape. Even if some people had weapons in their hands, it was difficult for them to aim amid the pushing and shoving of their own people.
The crowd fell down like wheat. Even if someone tried to resist, it would be difficult to escape.
Only the first few who had already walked out ran out, but what greeted them was a car suddenly appearing beside them, and Hiram leaning out of the car window with a submachine gun in his hand.
"Do you like this surprise?"
"Bastard?!"
Those who escaped from the restaurant twisted their bodies and soon fell dead on the cement floor at the entrance of the restaurant. The vehicle stopped. Hiram changed a magazine, walked up to a guy who was not dead, and faced him. Then he pulled the trigger.
Holding the gun with one hand, he almost didn't press the muzzle of the gun, and a bullet was less than one centimeter away from his toes!
He cursed, quickly released his finger from tightening the trigger, took out his pistol again as if out of anger, and fired a few more bullets into the unfortunate guy.
The strong smell of blood permeates the entire restaurant, like the smell of a slaughterhouse!
Lance expertly changed magazines, checked every corner, reloaded those who looked like they were pretending to be dead, and made sure everyone was finished.
He casually threw the submachine gun to Erwin and walked out on the wet ground covered in blood.
Surprisingly, there was no exchange of fire at the hotel. They had actually locked several of Snake's rooms, but they were hiding in the rooms, which made it difficult to deal with them.
If they try to break in, there is a high probability that they will be shot, so what needs to be done now is to find a way to force them out.
"We could make some Molotov cocktails out of gasoline.", Lance suggested.
But soon all of their eyes were focused on Hiram. He took out two grenades from his pocket...
Snake, who was hiding in the room and could hear his own heartbeat, had already greeted everyone. There was no doubt that this group of people was coming for them!
Their intelligence was leaked, but he didn't know how. He had just informed Brinton of their whereabouts.
Even if Brinton betrayed him, this group of people would not have come so quickly.
He almost subconsciously thought of last night's "farewell party" and the enthusiastic girls from all over the place they talked about!
These idiots must have drunk too much, talked nonsense, and leaked the information.
He cursed a few more times, held the gun, and hid behind the bed.
Most of the houses in the Commonwealth are of wooden structure, including this two-story motel, which is also of wooden structure.
Those wooden walls can't stop bullets!
Just when he was about to shout and talk to the people outside, saying that he could pay a sum of money to buy his own life, something was suddenly thrown in from outside.
He just glanced at it and almost pulled it out!
"Farke!"
(End of chapter)