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The two of them chatted about various trivial matters while the other men neatly stacked the boxes. Once the waterproof cover was pulled over, everything was inspected and ready. After washing their hands back at the house, they sat in the living room waiting for dinner. The table was filled with hearty dishes and homemade beer, which they enjoyed with ice cubes, savoring every sip.
The next morning, Makarov bid farewell to Xu Li and the others, driving off with a cheerful demeanor. A large cargo truck also parked at the entrance of the yard, and Andreev, accompanied by Zhukov, stepped down from the vehicle. They nodded at Alexei and opened the container doors to start unloading boxes.
Xu Li had already taken the small truck to the city to pick up the ammunition ordered a few days prior, along with some other good supplies.
As the sound of gunfire echoed, Zhuo Ya managed to hit a bullseye with a thirty-round magazine, earning some respect from Alexei and the others. More than admiration, it was a recognition of skill—high precision, rapid fire rate, great power, and manageable recoil. Wu Yan's equipment certainly justified its price.
Meanwhile, Sakhalov's group of young men trained their physical fitness on the grass, eager to shoot live rounds as well.
In contrast to these young men were the Little Ones who had just woken up and were sneaking into the dining hall for breakfast. They gathered around the adults, watching the excitement until boredom set in, prompting them to waddle off for their meal.
A young man rode up on horseback to find Xu Li. After dismounting, he pointed toward the west side of the ranch: "The cornfield near the fence was ravaged by wild boars last night; they broke through and left two large holes."
Xu Li acknowledged this information and handed him a cigarette before calling over Alexei. "You’re familiar with Wu Yan now; take both groups out tonight to block those beasts."
"Don't worry, Village Chief. We’ve invested millions into this," Alexei replied with a grin as he clapped his hands to gather everyone. With no work in the cornfield for now—just cutting some grass for feeding cattle—the ranch had released many strong laborers. Alexei had also recruited a few more capable men.
They assembled four teams for reinforcement. Each received ammunition for Wu Yan and headed toward the damaged cornfield to assess the situation and plan for capturing those animals later that night. Xu Li and Andreev continued supervising the younger generation’s training.
In ten years’ time, one of them might be working on this ranch; it was essential to build a solid foundation from a young age!
So much corn wasted...
In a makeshift loft built above the damaged Low Fence, Kozilov held a cigarette while peering through night vision binoculars. After not spotting any signs of wild boars, he retreated slightly. Alexei shot him an annoyed glance: "This is during a mission; can you survive without smoking?"
The young man dared not defy Brother Ivan's wishes and quickly extinguished his half-smoked cigarette. "Big brother, it's already two in the morning; will those beasts even come?"
Just then, groups began reporting sightings of wild boar herds moving toward their trap.
Through their earpieces came updates from other surveillance teams as they held their breath in anticipation. Soon enough, they heard faint grunting sounds. Kozilov tried to lift his head for a better look but was restrained by Alexei's hand on his arm, who gently shook his head while pointing at a hollow space beneath their feet.
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