The next day, four people sat down to discuss the plan to destroy the Brotherhood.
As for Str, he had left last night, saying there were matters at the monastery that needed his attention.
And so, Zhang Jie, John, Carlos, and Wesley sat at the table, and Carlos opened his notebook.
It was a close call; this notebook almost became a relic.
The notebook was filled with text and illustrations. Carlos pointed to one page and said, "Destroying the Brotherhood won't be easy; they have many masters, and even I would struggle to contend with so many people."
"The most crucial point is that the weaving factory's defenses are excellent, with high walls all around, making it almost impossible to get in."
Carlos turned to the next page of his notebook, which showed the external and internal structure of the weaving factory.
As one of the top assassins who had spent so many years in the Brotherhood, he was naturally very familiar with both the internal and external structures of the textile factory.
"To break into the textile factory, there's only one way: use Jack-bombs to breach it from the inside!"
As he spoke, Carlos's finger was already pointing at a mouse drawing in the notebook, a mouse with a timed high-explosive bomb strapped to its back.
Zhang Jie looked at the Jack-bomb and commented, "Why use a timed one? Can't it be remote-detonated?"
This question immediately silenced Carlos, because his initial idea was to go in alone, single-handedly. Heaven knew so many things had happened since then; he had found his son and gained his old friend and their apprentice.
"Then let's change the timed bomb to a remote-controlled one. We'll drive this garbage truck in; the truck's structure should be able to withstand Shooting, but to be safe, it's better to reinforce it with another layer."
John made the final decision, no longer dwelling on the remaining plan discussions.
First, use the Jack-bombs to clear the area, and then go in for the final cleanup.
The plan was that simple: direct, decisive, and violent.
Zhang Jie and Wesley indicated they had no problem.
Anger burned in Wesley's eyes—anger towards Sloan, and also anger at how those guys had tortured him.
Zhang Jie was happy because he could level up his skills and because Carlos had survived, changing the plot and making up for a small regret.
John was simpler; for him, what did a crowd matter? Just kill them all. If bullets could curve, then he would make sure you met God before you even pulled the trigger.
"So, the plan is set. Let's kill these guys."
Zhang Jie slammed the table, declaring the plan official.
"Good! Very good!"
"Yes, kill these bastards!" John followed Carlos's words.
Wesley: ?
Carlos: ??
Zhang Jie: ???
John suddenly blurted out this Cantonese phrase, leaving everyone present stunned.
No?
Zhang Jie suddenly felt a little out of character.
No, my dear master, aren't you a foreigner?
How can you speak such fluent Cantonese?
And a national treasure at that?
Seeing Zhang Jie looking at him strangely, John shrugged, "Kane taught me."
Kane?
Zhang Jie immediately realized. Yes, Blind Swordsman Kane was also a somewhat mysterious assassin, and he was also a Chinese.
Well, you couldn't learn other words, but this national treasure, you learned right away.
The little interlude passed quickly, and the four began their pre-battle preparations.
As for the materials needed for the Jack-bombs, Str provided thousands of Jerry mice of various sizes and an equal number of remote-controlled high-explosive bombs.
And so, the four busily began attaching the Jack-bombs.
By the time all the bombs were installed and the last mouse was thrown into the cleaning truck, it was already the morning of the third day.
"Phew~"
Honestly, this feeling was truly disgusting. After washing his hands frantically with hand sanitizer more than a dozen times, he sniffed his hands to make sure there was no lingering odor, then washed them again.
All four of them sat exhausted on the sofa.
"How did you think of using Jack-bombs?"
John finally couldn't help but ask. To be honest, at first, he didn't feel anything was wrong.
But when the thousands of mice were actually brought before him, and he had to attach those bombs one by one, he realized something seemed amiss.
Fortunately, this massive project was finally completed.
The four of them lay casually on the sofa, resting.
4:52 PM.
The specially modified garbage cleaning truck driven by Zhang Jie sped towards the textile factory.
As it crossed the only bridge leading to the textile factory, those inside the factory already noticed something was wrong. Why was this truck just rushing in?
And it wasn't the usual time for the garbage cleaning truck to arrive either.
Soon, Zhang Jie, driving the specially reinforced garbage cleaning truck, performed a drift after crossing the bridge.
Then, he reversed, crashing through the factory gate, and slammed down the switch for the garbage disposal opening.
As the garbage disposal opening was activated, Zhang Jie threw a string of firecrackers from the driver's seat into the garbage compartment.
Crackle! Pop!
Amidst the sound of firecrackers, panicked Jacks frantically poured out of the garbage opening, scurrying to all parts of the textile factory.
Within a few minutes, Jacks were everywhere in the textile factory. The assassins resting inside suddenly became panicked, as they had already seen the bombs strapped to the Jacks.
Carlos sat inside the truck, calmly pressing the remote detonator button for the bombs, "Goodbye, you damned bastards!"
Boom...!
Consecutive explosions echoed from all corners of the textile factory. The factory's glass shattered almost simultaneously, sending shards flying.
High explosives continuously created explosions and chaos throughout the textile factory; even the Loom of Fate could not escape unscathed.
The surviving assassins immediately began to organize a counterattack, but the four, Zhang Jie, John, Carlos, and Wesley, had already rushed out of the truck, guns in hand.
At this moment, there was no need to distinguish friend from foe; since it was just the four of them, they immediately began a violent massacre.
Taking advantage of the disorientation caused by the explosions, Zhang Jie charged forward with an MP5 in each hand, gun flames spewing from the barrels.
The low-level assassins who couldn't react in time were mercilessly gunned down by Zhang Jie.
Wesley was not to be outdone, also frantically picking off targets in the crowd with his AK47.
Carlos and John were not idle either; one held an M4A1, the other a CA-415, as they charged forward, frantically picking off targets.
Aim, pull the trigger, shift the muzzle, pull the trigger again, crossfire, reload, aim and fire again!
The tactical movements of the two uncles were also a sight to behold.
In the blink of an eye, the outer area of the first floor was covered with the bodies of those low-level assassins. Those who weren't taken out by the Jack-bombs were completely slaughtered by the four, and those half-dead from the explosions were mercilessly finished off with a bullet.
According to Carlos, these guys didn't deserve to live; the Brotherhood should be erased from the world.
Upon reaching the interior of the factory, Carlos and Wesley took the lead. The bullets in their rifles had long since run out, so they directly pulled out their Pistols and began to show off their skills frantically.
Curving bullets constantly bypassed all sorts of obstacles, killing the assassins hiding behind them.
When he saw the mechanic, the anger in Wesley's eyes intensified. And when the mechanic saw Wesley rushing towards him, a disdainful smile appeared on his face. This guy had been 'fixed' by him so many times; hadn't he learned his lesson yet?
But just as he was about to swing a punch, a bullet pierced directly through his skull.
Bang!
"Die, you sour radish, don't eat!"
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Kill, kill, kill! Let the great master lead the way and get it done!
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