American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Before her transmigration, Wang Dahua must not have been an obedient person, otherwise how could she have adapted to her change in identity so quickly, and unhesitatingly set her sights on eight tons of gold.

While the Qishan operation was underway, Wang Dahua's side wasn't idle either. Dozens of scouts were dispatched, and intelligence flowed back like water.

Wang Dahua sat on the mountaintop like a general, surrounded by the brothers of Black Bear Ridge.

At this moment, Meiqiu climbed up the hillside on all fours, with a few tree branches tied behind his waist. The half-person-high green leaves concealed his entire body.

"Boss, everything has been arranged. The brothers down the mountain have bought 200 kilograms of explosives, all good stuff from America!"

Erdan was a little worried: "Boss, those grandsons who deal in arms are black-hearted. Just two boxes of explosives have emptied out the family fortune of our Black Bear Ridge. If we fail this time, we'll be left drinking the northwest wind!"

Wang Dahua glared: "Shut your stinky mouth, what are you saying?"

Meiqiu quickly slapped Erdan, who covered his face and didn't speak, his eyes full of melancholy.

"Don't worry, brothers, we've been watching Gu Xixi's little girl, and we've long figured out the transportation route. Now it's foolproof. 200 kilograms of explosives is enough to blow the entire transport team to the sky!"

After Wang Dahua finished speaking, seeing that Erdan still had that expression, she couldn't help but pat her forehead.

"Why are you so stubborn? Alright, I'll add some insurance for you! Meiqiu, have our guests arrived yet?"

"Boss is truly a genius! It just so happens that a group of Japanese soldiers came earlier. I was about to tell the brothers to open fire, but then I suddenly remembered Boss's instructions. So, I told the brothers in front to open fire to attract attention, and the brothers in the back surrounded them, directly capturing this group alive! This is called striking east and attacking west, right? Boss?"

Erdan looked at Meiqiu, his face full of disbelief: "When did you learn to use tactics?"

Meiqiu rolled his eyes, too lazy to answer.

Wang Dahua wasn't interested in arguing with her subordinates, and waved her hand with a smile.

Immediately, some bandits escorted eight people over.

These people were indeed in a sorry state. They wore Japanese military uniforms on the outside, and their hats were also passable, but their shoes were different. Some wore leather shoes, two wore boots, and one simply wore cloth shoes.

Moreover, they walked in different ways, without any aura of soldiers.

Wang Dahua glanced over and immediately saw the woman in the dark military uniform.

A smile appeared on her face, and she slowly stood up: "Miss Fanglan, isn't it said that people meet everywhere in life? We meet again in this wilderness. What a fate!"

It seems that the last communication didn't have any effect. You are still eyeing the eight tons of gold?"

Before Miss Fanglan could speak, the little ruffian became unhappy, struggling and shouting: "What? Are you the only one allowed to rob, and we're not allowed to rob? Illegitimate wealth should belong to the virtuous. Our Anti-Japanese National Salvation Association is an orthodox organization. The gold will be of great use in our hands, so of course we can't give it to you!"

Wang Dahua looked at that familiar face, her eyes narrowed, and she pointed at the little ruffian: "Gag his mouth, tie him up tightly, and throw him aside. His little mouth is chattering away. He doesn't know his own identity and dares to interrupt me!"

Immediately, two bandits went up, tied the little ruffian tightly with a leather belt, tied his limbs together like a pig, and carried him aside.

The members of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Association were all sweating profusely.

Miss Fanglan was also a little flustered, her mind spinning rapidly, calculating how to deal with the bandits.

"You don't have to bother thinking anymore. I'm determined to rob this batch of gold. Besides, isn't your goal to prevent the Japanese from getting this money? I'll help you achieve that. We have the same goal, so why can't we cooperate happily?"

Cooperate?

Fanglan suddenly said: "How do you want to cooperate?"

"Your plan is not bad. Using sound and light effects and film technology to create an air raid, deceiving the Japanese convoy into the air-raid shelter, and then carrying out the robbery.

Although the power in my hands is enough to influence it, since there is a plan that can avoid casualties, why not do it?"

Wang Dahua said: "Continue to implement your plan. Whether it succeeds or not, it will always be able to attract some attention from the Japanese. Then, the brothers of Black Bear Ridge will go up and take down eight tons of gold in one fell swoop.

If it can avoid casualties for my brothers, then I can give you a share at my discretion. Of course, if the role you play has the opposite effect, then don't blame me for being ruthless and using your heads to avenge my brothers!"

The screenwriter blurted out: "We are the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Association!"

Wang Dahua nodded seriously: "Then you have to show me the skills of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Association, otherwise you are fake. Killing some imposters is not a big deal here. It's considered cleaning up the dregs for the people's masses!"

As she spoke, Wang Dahua also made a shooting gesture, scaring the screenwriter into a shiver.

Miss Fanglan reached out to stop him: "Alright, I know what you mean, and there's no need to deliberately scare my subordinates.

I can agree to cooperate, and I can also not want the gold, but you must guarantee that this gold will not fall into the hands of the Japanese, not a single piece!"

Wang Dahua grinned and smiled: "Don't worry, what the boss of Black Bear Ridge says is a promise. If even a tiny bit of gold dust falls into the hands of the Japanese, you can come and take my head."

Wang Dahua thought, "Just kidding, I'll directly take away anything I can move back to modern times. As for what I can't move, I'll melt it down first. At that time, I'll use this batch of gold to buy a batch of food for Black Bear Ridge and replace a batch of weapons. It might not even be enough. How could it possibly fall into the hands of the Japanese!"

Fanglan got the promise and knew that she couldn't leave tonight if she didn't cooperate, so she nodded and turned to her companions: "Hurry up and prepare, don't mess things up!"

The others looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

In fact, in their opinion, there was nothing wrong with cooperating with the bandits. Moreover, Wang Dahua's words showed that she had a good impression of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Association, which was the basis for cooperation.

Among Wang Dahua's remarks, what really moved them was precisely these vague feelings.

As for threatening their lives, it was not worth mentioning to the people of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Association. They had already devoted themselves to the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Association, and they were already putting their heads on their belts, risking their lives at any time. Wang Dahua's threat was nothing.

The most important thing was that their cooperation could enhance the execution of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Association, and their goals did not conflict. Although they were a little disappointed that they couldn't get the gold, the gold was not necessary for the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Association. They themselves had a lot of money.

As the hottest film crew, how could they be short of money?

Wang Dahua sent a few shrewd and capable bandits to follow the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Association's director team to help and also to monitor them.

These people were indeed professional. They brought some strange equipment, dug and buried everywhere to cover up traces of artificial handling, and their movements were quite fast.

Just as they finished processing, a scout came to report.

"Boss, the Japanese convoy is still five miles away!"

Wang Dahua raised her hand, and Meiqiu immediately had something to do, imitating the call of a cuckoo, drawing it out in three longs and one short.

The people ambushing around instantly entered a state of readiness.

Wang Dahua led the team to climb on the mountaintop, holding a telescope in her hand, searching for the only light in the dark night sky.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and the wind howled past, causing ripples in the grassland.

Two bright headlights cut through the darkness, and with the roar of the engine, a convoy of trucks slowly drove over.

At this moment, the air-raid siren suddenly pierced the sky.

Before the escort team could find out what was happening, they suddenly heard a series of explosions in their ears.

The sky was pitch black, and they couldn't see the shadow of the plane at all, but they could clearly hear the sound of bombs falling in their ears.

And the series of explosions, less than two minutes after their appearance, the surroundings of the convoy had been blown into densely packed craters.

While the escort team was in a panic, a Japanese tricycle rushed over. The two Japanese soldiers on the tricycle looked a little embarrassed, their hats were crooked, and their faces were covered in blood.

When they saw the transport convoy, they were overjoyed at first, but then their faces changed drastically. The soldier sitting on the back of the tricycle raised his hands high, waving his arms and shouting loudly: "Air raid, hide quickly, air raid, hide quickly!"

Before he could finish speaking, the explosion engulfed the tricycle.

The tricycle was blown to pieces, and the corpse simply disappeared. In addition to the bloody smell in the air, there was only minced meat all over the ground.

Another soldier rushed out on a motorcycle, waving a small flag in his hand, constantly pointing in one direction, shouting: "Quickly enter the air-raid shelter, quickly enter the air-raid shelter!"

Seeing the dead in front of him, the officer of the escort team finally believed that this was an air raid, but he still looked embarrassed and shouted loudly: "We have a special mission, we are not allowed to change the route, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the soldier waving the small flag was also blown away, and one of his legs rotated several times in the air, falling into the grass and disappearing.

The officer was startled and quickly ordered: "Not good, the density of the air raid is increasing, quickly enter the air-raid shelter, quickly enter the air-raid shelter!"

The soldiers under his command had been waiting for his words for a long time. As soon as the order was issued, several trucks rushed directly into the air-raid shelter in the mountain.

As soon as the front of the car went in, the back door was closed by the suddenly emerging bandits.

On this side, the wooden bolt held the door, and on the other side, the bomb was directly detonated.

There were a few bangs, and the three troop carriers were silent.

At this time, the bandits ambushing on both sides rushed out like a tide, firing their guns in a barrage, directly turning the soldiers on the transport vehicles into sieves.

Wang Dahua slowly appeared, and Meiqiu stepped forward to open the door of the transport vehicle, and in an instant, it was dazzling with golden light.

Wang Dahua laughed loudly and waved her hand: "Brothers, we're rich!"