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Chapter 261, Section 260: Bloodshed in Messey, is this all the warlord's strength is?
The militiamen on the street did not dare to stop Yang Jun's convoy when they saw it. Having a large number of people was an advantage here. The convoy drove to Chinatown in Mae Sai, where the buildings were all two-story buildings with various signs.

"There it is~"

Lu Zhilian pointed to a two-story building with a pink sign hanging outside that read "Men's Paradise" in both Chinese and Thai.

All those coming and going were young men. Yang Jun got out of the car and walked towards the two-story building.

"What are you doing here? Are you Chinese?"

The four henchmen at the entrance, seeing so many cars parked there, also came out to investigate.

Yang Jun led a dozen or so men to surround them, and sneered:

"I'm here to find someone, get out of my way!"

The four henchmen exchanged glances, realizing that these people were troublemakers, and instinctively reached for their guns at their waists.

"Are you courting death?! This is General Zhao's territory. If you know what's good for you, you'd better get out of here!"

碰.
Before the thug from the brothel could finish speaking, Da Dong raised his hand and fired a shot, blowing his head off.

The other three thugs were terrified and ran back, only to be riddled with bullets by Yang Jun's men with submachine guns.

Da da da da da.
After the four thugs were sent away, the surroundings immediately became quiet.

Passersby, seeing the commotion, quickly moved away, and no one called the police. The bolder ones stayed far away to watch the spectacle.

The Golden Triangle is a great place, and Yang Jun likes it very much.

Lu Zhilian was the first to rush in. He encountered two thugs in the corridor and took the initiative to shoot them, killing both of them.

"Zhizhi!"

Lu Zhilian shouted in the corridor when suddenly a bullet came and hit him in the chest.

"Damn! Thank goodness I was wearing a bulletproof vest."

Lu Zhilian felt a wave of fear and was about to shoot when others beat him to it. The thug hiding in the corner was shot dead in the head.

"Great marksmanship!" Lu Zhilian looked over and saw that it was Yang Jun who fired the shot.

A group of greasy middle-aged men appeared in the corridor, running out of the house shirtless, looking panicked.

"It's none of my business, I'm just here to have some fun!"

Yang Jun coldly looked at these people, but did not order his men to fire. Instead, he fired a burst of bullets at the ceiling.

"Get out of here, all of you!"

These customers didn't even have time to put on their clothes before running out of the shop, causing gasps from the crowd outside.

Lu Zhilian grabbed one of the thugs, held up a photo, and grabbed him by the collar, asking:

Where is she? Tell me!

The thugs were terrified. Seeing Lu Zhilian's bloodshot eyes, they swallowed hard and stammered:

"There it is~"

Lu Zhilian rushed into a small room and found his daughter, Zhizhi, huddled in the corner of the bed, trembling. Zhizhi was disheveled, had a vacant look in her eyes, and was so thin she was barely recognizable. She was stunned when she saw Lu Zhilian.

"Zhizhi! It's your dad!"

Lu Zhilian took off his trench coat and wrapped it around Lu Zhizhi's body.

Lu Zhizhi then realized what was happening and burst into tears.

"Dad, take me away! I don't want to stay here anymore, this place is hell!"

"Zhizhi, Daddy's taking you home!"

Lu Zhilian hugged Lu Zhizhi, and overwhelmed with emotion, he burst into tears, unaware of how much suffering his daughter had endured here.

"We can catch up when we get back; someone will be here soon."

Yang Jun saw the affection between the father and daughter and couldn't bear to interrupt them, but the circumstances didn't allow it!
Da Dong leaned closer and asked:
"Boss, there are still more than 30 girls here, what should we do with them?"

Yang Jun looked out into the corridor and saw a group of girls staring in horror at Da Dong and the others. They were dressed in thin clothes and looked malnourished.

Damn it! Zhao Meng is such a scumbag. These girls make money for him, but he doesn't even feed them properly?

This is too much! Even Yang Jun couldn't stand it anymore.

"Ask them where they're from and how they got here."

Time was limited, so Da Dong and the others asked a few simple questions and found that most of these people were from Hong Kong, Taiwan, or mainland China, and most of them had been kidnapped while traveling in Dai.

In recent years, the Dai Kingdom has vigorously promoted tourism, attracting many young people to visit. As a result, they were kidnapped here and forced to sell their bodies to make money for Zhao Meng.

Zhao Meng didn't need to spend any money; he put all the money he earned into his own pocket and wasn't willing to share a single penny with the girls.

Each girl can earn several thousand yuan a day, and these are all Zhao Meng's personal property, which he will not allow others to take.

"What do we do, boss?!"

Da Dong was also stunned. He hadn’t expected these girls to be so pitiful. If they were left alone, they would definitely continue to work like slaves here until they got sick and were thrown into the wilderness, living in misery for the rest of their lives.

"Those who want to live, follow me!"

Saving one person is the same as saving a group of people. Although Yang Jun is not a good person, he has his own principles!
Lu Zhilian was stunned, and looked at Yang Jun with a hint of admiration.

Da da da da da da
Gunfire erupted outside. When Yang Jun and his men went out, they found that their men outside were fighting with Zhao Meng's militia.

A volley of bullets swept over, and Yang Jun, sensing the danger, took cover inside the building. He glanced outside and saw that more than 100 militiamen had arrived, including two heavy machine guns.

Yang Jun's security force, using Humvees as cover, fought a back-and-forth battle with Zhao Meng's militia.

"Damn it, we have to take out the machine gunner first, or we're all doomed!"

Yang Jun saw that the two security guards had been shot down and were suppressed by heavy machine gun fire, and his side was unable to lift their heads.

Damn it, I used to be the one suppressing others with firepower, but now I'm being suppressed by others. It's so frustrating!
Yang Jun leaned against the wall in a blind spot, trying to recall the machine gunner's position. Suddenly, he peeked out and fired a shot, then immediately pulled back.

Did it hit?

The gunfire outside had thinned out considerably; one of the heavy machine gunners had just been killed, causing a brief pause in the enemy's firepower.

Lu Zhilian took a deep breath and took the opportunity to peek out and fire three shots.

Bang bang bang.
Another machine gunner also fell to the machine gun, and the gunfire decreased significantly, creating a lull in the firing.

"Good marksmanship!"

Yang Jun glanced at Lu Zhilian and grew to admire him even more.

"Now's the time! Charge out and fight them!"

Yang Jun took the lead, pulled out his MP5 submachine gun and opened fire on the militiamen outside, taking down four of them in a row. Da Dong followed behind, and together with his five brothers, they provided cover fire, keeping the enemy pinned down.

Zhao Meng's militia lacked training; some of them fired with their eyes closed, resulting in very poor accuracy!

Although there were many of them, they couldn't cause much damage to Yang Jun. The militiamen hid behind their bunkers and didn't dare to show their faces.

Zhao Meng was also among the militia. When he received news of the attack on the brothel, he knew that it was very likely that people from Huamei Town had come to attack, so he led the militia battalion to provide support.

"Damn it, what are you afraid of? There are only a few dozen of them!"

"Where are the machine gunners? Why aren't they firing?" Zhao Meng also had his eyes on the neighboring town of Huamei, and had been trying to find a way to annex it and seize the arms factory.

The adjutant, who had witnessed the heavy machine gunner being killed, said to Zhao Meng:
"The enemy's marksmanship is too good; the machine gunner has been killed!"

On the battlefield, machine gunners are the most dangerous type of soldier and are the enemy's primary target.

Therefore, there are usually several machine gunners. If the main force is killed, a substitute is sent in to maintain strong firepower output.

"Damn it! Get the backup machine gunner in. Anyone who doesn't volunteer, I'll kill their whole family!"

The adjutant, hearing this, had no choice but to order the backup machine gunner to open fire over the walkie-talkie.

However, the heavy machine gun, which had been firing for more than ten seconds, quickly went out again, and the backup machine gunner was killed.

Two machine gunners died in succession, and no one dared to operate the machine gun anymore. Wasn't this just a sitting duck for the enemy?

Zhao Meng was so angry his face turned green, but there was nothing he could do; he couldn't just let him take the blame.

"General, the enemy's marksmanship is excellent, and we have suffered heavy losses! We have already lost twenty or thirty brothers."

"Should we retreat? This is our capital!"

The adjutant felt sorry for Zhao Meng. Zhao Meng was able to establish himself in Mei Sai Town not only because he bribed the Dai military, but also because of these militiamen.

These militia members were brought from Myanmar and have extensive combat experience, making them comparable to the regular Tai army.

Zhao Meng's heart was bleeding, and he became agitated. How could these ragtag soldiers from Huamei Town be so strong?
Zhao Meng originally thought that these warlords of Huamei Town were just a bunch of silver-spear-wielding clowns, all show and no substance!

After all, the warlord of Huamei Town was someone they had never heard of before; they had no idea where he came from.

To everyone's surprise, these people were not only well-equipped, but also all sharpshooters; it was truly unexpected.

Zhao Meng's face was dark, and he said fiercely:
"Retreat? What retreat? Bring the entire battalion here and wipe them out!"

"I refuse to believe that over 300 people can't defeat a mere few dozen. I'm determined to wipe them out!"

Zhao Meng was blinded by rage. He had lost dozens of his brothers. If he were driven back, how could he continue to establish himself in the Golden Triangle?

There are dozens of warlords in the Golden Triangle. If you show the slightest weakness or cowardice, they will pounce on you like wolves, tear you to shreds, and seize your territory for themselves!
The adjutant dared not object and could only call in reinforcements!

Yang Jun's side gradually found it difficult to fight back. They only had about 40 people, and Lu Zhilian also led 3 people to protect the girls.

Da da da da da da
Yang Jun leaned against the back of the Hummer, removed the empty magazine, took out a brand new magazine from inside his trench coat, and skillfully installed it.

One-handed magazine change!
Yang Jun remained completely calm. His system space contained at least 10 bullets, which was equivalent to unlimited bullets!
No matter how many people the enemy has, he can take out most of them by himself. Yang Jun has master-level marksmanship; within 100 meters, he can hit exactly where he points and shoot, easily piercing the enemy's head.

Five people popped their heads out from the opposite side. Yang Jun leaned out, aimed, and fired directly, killing one of them.

The other four were also killed by Da Dong and his group, which made the other side dare not show themselves easily, and the two sides were locked in a tug-of-war.

"Boss, Afei has arrived with his men. Launch an attack from the rear of the militia camp immediately!"

"Great, you've come at the perfect time!"

A minute later, shouts of killing suddenly filled the air, and two armed helicopters circled overhead.

Da da da da da da
The helicopter's cannons spewed fire as it fired 30mm cannon shells at the militia on the ground, eliciting cries of agony from the ground.

Zhao Meng watched as his militiamen died one by one, their deaths particularly gruesome, with large holes punched into their bodies, leaving them no chance of rescue.

"Holy crap! What's going on?"

Zhao Meng looked up and saw two armed helicopters launching an attack on the ground.

Each helicopter is equipped with two Gatling heavy machine guns and two 30mm cannons, providing devastating firepower against the ground.

Zhao Meng was completely dumbfounded. What kind of helicopter was this, equipped with such firepower?

Zhao Meng wasn't exactly a country bumpkin, but he'd never even heard of such a helicopter before. What was the point of fighting with this?
The adjutant was terrified and exclaimed to Zhao Meng:
“Black Hawk! That’s the American Black Hawk helicopter. I’ve seen it in magazines.”

The Black Hawk helicopters had only entered service with the U.S. military six years ago, and other countries had not yet purchased export versions. If the adjutant hadn't been a fan of military magazines, he wouldn't have recognized that two Black Hawk helicopters were in the Golden Triangle.

Zhao Meng was shocked. How could the famous Black Hawk helicopter appear in the Golden Triangle?
"General, hurry! A large number of enemy troops have appeared behind us, at least 400 to 500 men."

The adjutant quickly dragged Zhao Meng away. Only then did Zhao Meng realize what was happening, and he stumbled and ran towards the alley with more than a dozen guards.

"How could this be? How could they be so powerful?"

Zhao Meng couldn't understand how a suddenly emerging force could possess such powerful firepower.

I'm so unlucky, I accidentally kicked a hornet's nest.

A helicopter overhead was chasing after Zhao Meng in the direction he had fled.

"General, are you alright?"

Yang Yifei led dozens of soldiers to Yang Jun's side. He was relieved to see that Yang Jun was safe and sound.

"I'm fine, you came just in time."

"Give the order to seal off the ports, control all major transportation routes, and arrest all these militiamen."

Yang Jun's gaze was cold and stern as he spoke in a deep voice.

Now that Zhao Meng's militia battalion has been reduced to this state, there is no way out but to wipe them out completely and eradicate them at the root!

"Yes, General!"

Yang Yifei immediately issued orders to his two battalions: one to control the main roads and the other to search the city, ensuring that no militia member could escape.

Not long after Zhao Meng fled, he was shot down by bullets from the helicopter. Seven or eight of his personal guards were pinned to the ground and surrendered.

Five minutes later, Zhao Meng was brought before Yang Jun with his hands tied.

When Zhao Meng saw Yang Jun, he gave a contemptuous smile, turned his head away, and said nothing.

Since begging for mercy will only lead to death anyway, I might as well be tough!
Yang Jun walked up to Zhao Meng and looked down at him.

"I'll give you a chance: come up with 100 million to save your life!"

It's a good habit to loot the body after killing someone! Yang Jun asked Zhao Meng to come up with 100 million to make up for the losses from this military expedition.

Bullets cost money, and soldiers who are injured or killed must be given resettlement allowances and medical expenses.

If you win, you'll make some money; if you lose, you'll suffer a huge loss!
Zhao Meng snorted coldly and said with a playful tone:
"Hmph, do you think you'll let me go after I pay up?"

"Unless you release me first, I'll give you a hundred million US dollars after I'm free, how about that?"

Zhao Meng was confident and planned to use his greed to gain a favorable position for himself!
You want to negotiate with me?
Yang Jun pulled out his gun, pointed it at Zhao Meng's head, and said calmly:

"I'd rather blow your head off than pay you a hundred million dollars!"

Zhao Meng's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked up in shock, saying:
"you"

Bang! A gunshot rang out, and Zhao Meng knelt before Yang Jun, his head drooping, blood dripping onto the ground.

I'll kill you, and the money's still mine!
Yang Jun was indeed playing Zhao Meng for a fool. After getting the money, he still killed the kid.

"Search him and see where he hid his money. Illegal income, I'll confiscate it!"

Zhao Meng's money was all tainted, and such money should not be allowed to enter the market, so Yang Jun confiscated it.

(End of this chapter)