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Half a month had passed since the fierce battle with the United Heart Association, and it was only now that Zhu Mao suddenly found a way forward. The hurricane leaders present were momentarily taken aback, their joy tinged with an unspoken discomfort.
Bill and Zhu Mao hailed from the same branch. If the hurricane was indeed beginning to take a world-class route, then the two of them would undoubtedly join forces. However, neither Bill nor Zhu Mao would make such a rookie mistake, yet their mutual concerns were palpable.
Bill was a perceptive individual, his ability to read the room growing increasingly refined as he pursued Old Horse's goals. Noticing that the atmosphere in the room was slightly off, he quickly stepped forward to provide Zhu Mao with an opportunity to explain himself.
"Stop beating around the bush," Bill said with irritation. "Brother Jufeng has been anxious for half a month now, and you only just found a solution? If you don't clarify things, I might have to take matters into my own hands on Brother Jufeng's behalf."
On the surface, it seemed like a reprimand, but the underlying message was clear: Bill was giving Zhu Mao a chance to explain and highlighting potential pitfalls so that he wouldn't remain oblivious to the precariousness of his situation.
Bill's words jolted Zhu Mao awake. Their years of collaboration had created an unspoken understanding, and he immediately grasped the subtext. This sudden realization made him break out in a cold sweat. He quickly suppressed his earlier eagerness for credit and explained, "Brother Jufeng, this plan just came to me yesterday. If it weren't for the prolonged battle and both sides fighting for so long, I doubt I would have come up with it at all."
Jufeng had always maintained a benevolent image in front of the Brothers, but that was based on the unwavering loyalty of the hurricane's senior management. Jufeng didn't expect everyone to be extraordinary talents, but at least they needed to be genuinely devoted to the organization. Otherwise, all the Brothers understood that if Jufeng wanted someone gone, it would certainly happen.
Whether it was intentional pretense or simply due to his shrewdness, Jufeng maintained an air of nonchalance throughout. He smiled and said, "Zhu Mao, if you can truly succeed, the organization will certainly remember your great contribution."
At that moment, Zhu Mao wasn't thinking about any grand contributions; he just hoped to avoid making mistakes and leaving hidden dangers behind.
Gathering his thoughts, Zhu Mao said, "The recent battles indicate that the United Heart Association currently has no effective methods against us. Therefore, this is also a good opportunity for us to create some illusions. My suggestion is to feint an attack while striking unexpectedly at their weak points."
"We'll first launch a large-scale vehicle assault on one of their strongholds in East City as usual. If they don't suspect anything, they will likely send reinforcements there. However, each of our vehicles will only have one driver inside; everyone else will be absent. Meanwhile, a large number of our brothers will attack Han Fan's stronghold. This way, our chances of victory will significantly increase."
Upon hearing this plan, everyone began contemplating its feasibility in their hearts. After a moment of silence, they exchanged glances; excitement sparkled in each person's eyes—clearly, Zhu Mao's strategy was viable.
In the recent battles, it had always been a tit-for-tat situation. You sent a group to attack me, and I would return the favor with an equal number of brothers, resulting in roughly the same casualties on both sides. After a certain point, both parties would call it a day, lacking any fresh strategies.
Therefore, according to Zhu Mao, the chances of the United Heart Association falling for this trap were extremely high, and the likelihood of success was also considerable.
However, just as everyone was filled with excitement, Xue's words doused their fervor with cold water.
Xue said, "Zhu Mao's suggestion is indeed quite good, but it places rather harsh demands on the drivers of the vehicles. First of all, they will face enemies that outnumber them several times over, which is inherently dangerous. Secondly, they must hold their ground for at least half an hour; otherwise, traveling from the east of the city to Han Fan's location would take no more than a quarter of an hour. If they return in time while our main force has not yet captured the stronghold, they risk being surrounded. At that point, we would end up losing more than we gain."
Xue proved to be the brains behind Hurricane; with just a moment's thought, he analyzed the pros and cons. As he pointed out, the key to this plan's success lay in those dozens of brothers who would infiltrate enemy lines as bait.
Zhu Mao had nearly made a mistake earlier and naturally seized this opportunity to express his loyalty. He quickly interjected, "Brother Jufeng, leave this matter to me. Since I came up with the strategy, I will lead the Underworld Brothers to see it through."
Several high-ranking officials from the Underworld were present as well. Seeing their leader speak up, they also expressed great determination.
However, Jufeng did not immediately agree. Instead, he took a moment to think before slowly saying, "The Underworld excels in coordination and is better suited for team battles. You should not go; I will handle this personally. Tong Bailong, go inform Azure Wind Antelope's fifty rotating brothers that we will act tonight."
Tong Bailong promptly took his orders and left before Xue and the others could persuade him otherwise. Jufeng waved his hand and added, "Rest assured, there are no dangerous figures within the United Heart Association; I will also pay attention to safety. Just resolve your battles quickly; my Azure Wind Antelope cannot afford too many losses here. I will wait for your results in half an hour."
With Jufeng's words hanging in the air, Xue and his companions found it hard to refute him and immediately began issuing orders to prepare for tonight's operation.
As night deepened, those accustomed to moving under cover of darkness began to stir once more. At one moment, dozens of vehicles rolled out from Hurricane's stronghold in Tang City, each carrying more than eight people as they set off toward the eastern part of the city in grand procession.
Meanwhile, at the United Heart Association's headquarters in Tang City, Han Fan received reports from his subordinates and was discussing strategies with several trusted aides.
After the chaos within the United Heart Association, Han Fan betrayed Guan Bochao and allied himself with Shi Yushu. Initially, he was not given much importance, but he steadily built up his influence. During a struggle among the lords, his schemes finally caught Shi Yushu's attention and ultimately proved effective. From that point on, he rapidly rose to prominence within the United Heart Association, his plans unfolding one after another, and his status skyrocketing.
Now, he was almost the second-in-command of the United Heart Association, second only to one, wielding immense power.
Upon hearing his subordinate's report, Han Fan showed no signs of concern. The hurricane was different from those lords of the United Heart Association; it was cautious and serious. His strategies were ineffective against them, and they had no way to counter him.
It was a matter of hard fighting.
"This kind of battle is really annoying. When will it come to an end? Send word to increase troop support and let Shi Jin prepare for battle."
One of his trusted aides took the order and left to notify others, while Han Fan remained in the room, feeling restless about the current situation. Another person beside him had recently been feeling uneasy and expressed concern about the battle: "Brother Han, do you think the hurricane will take any action? After all, they must want this fight to end quickly just like we do."
(To be continued)
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