Inside the Garrison Headquarters.

The generals exchanged glances. One division commander immediately responded, "There were no issues with the previous stages, and the goods were transported smoothly. But why did the bandit group choose to strike at the border?! Three regiments escorting the goods were positioned in a triangular formation! How did the bandits manage to retreat so quickly? The whole thing is very suspicious!"

"Yes, three regiments! How could bandits come and go as they pleased?"

"There must be something going on here, Commander!"

"……!"

After that division commander took the lead, the others began to express their opinions along the same lines.

What does this mean? It means that while Xin Chaojie was still cleaning up the mess, the headquarters had already exploded. Military officers from other defense zones were all shirking their responsibilities, and Xin Chaojie, who was in charge of the last checkpoint, had become everyone's tacit target.

Three hundred million in military supplies!! This is a huge matter! Even the most fragile friendships are insignificant in the face of such responsibility! Even those old comrades who had a relatively good relationship with Xin Chaojie would, at most, remain silent in this situation.

Not criticizing Xin Chaojie at this moment was already a display of friendship! Helping him speak was completely impossible. If there really were internal saboteurs in Xin Chaojie's unit, saying too much could easily lead to being suspected as an accomplice!

Tan Hengqiang, with his hands behind his back and a gloomy face, questioned sternly, "Where is Xin Chaojie? Is he researching how to help the bandits escape?! Is he not planning to come to this headquarters anymore?"

"I've already contacted him. He's on his way," the Chief of Staff replied.

In the helicopter, Xin Chaojie looked at the scenery on the ground, trembling inwardly. He was happily watching stocks and studying investments at his unit. Who could have imagined that the goods would be lost!

This is a big deal. Old Xin looked at the ground, feeling that any place would be suitable for a new grave.

……

Near the large pit.

A Shui lifted the military-green tarpaulin covering an SUV and pulled out a large barrel of gasoline from the trunk.

"Brother Shui, Brother Shui! Do we need to fill in the pit?" A younger brother, looking at the large pit that was over ten meters wide, two or three meters deep, and extending into the mountain cave, asked with a serious face.

"Bang!"

A Shui kicked him and said, "Damn it, are you drinking fake liquor?! What kind of physique do you have? You want to fill in the pit? By the time you're done, Old Mo will have unified everything! Don't worry about it, quickly pour gasoline on the cars!"

"Aren't we driving the cars?" another brother asked, looking up.

"Driving my ass! We're so close to the inside!" A Shui immediately replied, "Burn them directly! So they can't find any clues! Make sure to pour it carefully, inside and out!"

"Understood!"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen people hurriedly got to work. They poured all the reserve gasoline stored in the trunks of the vehicles onto the cars and took out all the pre-hidden communication equipment and placed it inside the cars.

In less than five minutes, the work was basically done.

The young man who asked about burying the pit picked up a lighter, ready to ignite the convoy!

"Bang!"

A Shui kicked him again, "You really have no brains!! If you light it now, everyone within five kilometers will see what's happening here. Are you waiting to be caught?"

"Then what do we do?!"

"Use the remaining gasoline to make a fuse and hang the fire on a tree!" A Shui cursed, "Wouldn't it be done when we run away and let it ignite automatically?"

Everyone thought it made sense and immediately took off their coats, soaked them in gasoline, and tied them to the tree trunks.

A Shui moved back from the convoy, spilling a line of oil for about a hundred meters along the way. He came to the tree and poured the remaining half bucket of gasoline on one spot before saying, "Light it, let's go!"

"Poof, splash!"

The young man lit the clothes tied to the tree and quickly left the scene with A Shui and the others.

After running wildly for about two kilometers, the group immediately dispersed into three groups and headed straight for the city of Sinaloa, near the border.

The "oil pack" hanging on the tree lasted for less than five minutes before it was burned through. When it fell, a line of oil over a hundred meters long was ignited.

The convoy exploded, and the cleanup work was completely finished.

A Shui ran separately with four brothers for about ten minutes when they suddenly heard the sound of helicopters and gunfire coming from the left.

At first, everyone didn't pay attention, thinking it was the rebels fighting with the government troops, but soon the helicopters began to search in their direction.

"Hide, hide in the water!" A Shui shouted.

"Brother Shui, Xiao Hu and the others are on the left! Are they being locked down!!" one of the brothers responded.

"Don't argue, hide first!" A Shui urged.

……

Inside Dragon City, in the Second Military Region of An Zecheng's forces.

Seven or eight core generals of the An faction were all sitting on the sofas in a small conference room, drinking tea and watching the latest battle intelligence brought back by the military's reconnaissance unit from the Slanka battlefield.

In the main seat, An Zecheng ate cherries, crossed his legs, and commented, "This Chi Army is much more powerful than we thought!! They broke through the first line of defense of the 125th Army in just under two hours of fighting!"

An Zecheng had always been in military and political positions and had never had the experience of leading troops independently, so his battle command ability was not particularly outstanding, but his other strengths made it difficult for many people to figure him out.

Although An Zecheng's command ability was average, the generals under him were all extremely capable. Many of the officers present tonight had been on independent battlefields and had outstanding performances.

The Chief of Staff of the Military Region, with his hands crossed, explained, "The Chi Army is good at fighting quickly! Because before they were incorporated into the Old Mo government army, they had always been mercenaries. This type of unit has a characteristic, which is that they have no endurance and self-supply ability. To put it bluntly, if they want to make money, they must produce results for their employers after taking the benefits! Otherwise, who would hire you? And this characteristic has also cultivated a spirit of aggressiveness in the Chi Army! Their three-axe attack style is indeed very fierce and has a lot of routines! Others can't imitate it."

An Zecheng nodded slowly.

"However, this characteristic has no advantage in a protracted war. Moreover, the government army has two divisions to act as cannon fodder for them tonight! To support them, it's difficult for them not to take off!" The Chief of Staff added, and then smiled and asked An Zecheng, "What's wrong? Are you envious of the government army?"

"Hehe, I'm just a laid-back military commander who plays with flowers and plants now. What's the use of me being envious of anyone?" An Zecheng said self-deprecatingly, "Let's make a bet! Can the Chi Army take down Slanka?"

"Haha!"

As soon as these words came out, all the officers in the room with outstanding command abilities burst out laughing.