The God of Wealth starts with doing whatever you want

The desert nights are bitterly cold, but the Bedouin tents are warm and cozy.

The old man's name was Amir, and he was the leader of this small resistance force.

He unfolded a hand-drawn map, which marked all the Desert Eagle's outposts and patrol routes in the area.

"They've locked my grandson up here."

Amir pointed to a location marked with a red circle on the map and said, "Fifteen kilometers northwest of Alkaim town, an abandoned oil pumping station."

There are high walls and watchtowers there, with a permanent garrison of about twenty soldiers who change shifts every four hours.

Xu Yun studied the map carefully.

The oil pumping station was indeed situated in a terrain that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, surrounded by open desert. The only buildings were a three-story pump house and a few oil storage tanks.

The wall is three meters high and is covered with barbed wire.

"Do they have heavy weapons?" Xu Yun asked.

"Two heavy machine guns, one on the east and one on the west watchtowers."

Amir replied, "There's also an RPG-7 rocket launcher, but they probably don't have much ammunition. They used it once last week when they attacked our camp."

Natasha leaned against the blanket beside her, her face still pale, but her eyes had regained their sharpness.

"We need more intelligence: the specific shift change time, the personnel distribution, and the exact location where your grandson is being held..."

“I have this.”

A young man, about twenty years old, walked into the tent. He had a fresh scar on his face.

He is another grandson of Amir, named Karim.

"Three days ago, I disguised myself as a water merchant and sneaked in once."

Karim said, "My brother was locked in the basement, with the entrance in a room on the west side of the first floor of the pump house."

There are two guards there, who change shifts every six hours.

Besides my brother, there should be three other prisoners in the basement.

Xu Yun's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Do you remember the internal layout?"

"remember."

Karim picked up a charcoal stick and began to sketch on the ground.

The pump house has three floors.

The first floor contains the work area and the cell entrance;

The second floor houses the command center and dormitories;
The third floor housed an observation post and a heavy machine gun emplacement.

The oil storage tank is located about 50 meters behind the pump house. It has been abandoned for many years, but some crude oil may still remain inside.

"Oil storage tanks..." Xu Yun seemed to be deep in thought.

“You want to blow it up?” Natasha immediately understood his intention.

"If planned properly, it can create enough chaos."

Xu Yun turned to Amir and asked, "How many people do you have to participate in the operation?"

Amir paused for a moment: "Including me, there are six who can fight."

But we only had old-fashioned AK-47s, and not much ammunition—about thirty bullets per person.

There were six people, plus Xu Yun and Natasha, making a total of eight.

The opposing force has a permanent garrison of twenty men, not counting the patrols that may come to their aid.

The disparity between us and the enemy is enormous.

But Xu Yun smiled.

"enough."

He said, "However, we need some special equipment."

He took out a satellite phone from his backpack, walked outside the tent, and dialed Lin Zhengyu's number.

The phone rang five times before it was answered.

"Xu Yun? How are things going on your end?" Lin Zhengyu's voice was filled with obvious worry.

"Still alive, but needs some support."

Xu Yun lowered his voice and said, "I'm on the eastern border of Syria and I need some... special supplies. Can you send them over through your channels there?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

"What do you want? Make it clear first. Anything too outrageous is impossible," Lin Zhengyu said cautiously.

Xu Yun presented a list.

Four small drones (with thermal imaging capabilities), eight wireless communication headsets, twenty smoke grenades, ten stun grenades, five explosive charges, two sets of night vision devices, and sufficient medical supplies.

"Are you trying to start a small-scale war?" Lin Zhengyu gasped.

"almost."

Xu Yun said calmly, "But believe me, it's worth it."

I have some intelligence about a deal between the Desert Eagle and a multinational intelligence organization.

If you handle it properly, you can not only save people, but also get some interesting things to report back to your grandfather.

Another silence followed.

Give me two hours.

Lin Zhengyu finally said, "I will contact the embassy in Syria, and they will arrange a helicopter to deliver the items to the coordinates you specify."

But Xu Yun…”

"I know, I know, I will take responsibility."

Xu Yun spoke up before he could, saying, "I'll treat you to the best Moutai when we get back."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Yun returned to the tent and said to Amir, "The equipment will arrive tomorrow morning. Now we need a more detailed plan."

At four in the morning, the temperature in the desert dropped to its lowest point.

Xu Yun was wrapped in a blanket provided by the Bedouin, but he was wide awake.

He opened the system interface and spent 10 million to exchange for a 3D model of the oil pumping station.

The images unfolded in my mind, every detail clearly visible.

[Defense analysis of oil pumping stations completed]

[Suggested attack plan: Use a feint attack to create chaos with drones, while the main force breaks in from the weak point on the southwest side]

Success rate assessment: 78% (based on existing intelligence)

78 percent.

enough.

Xu Yun shut down the system and his gaze fell on Natasha on the other side of the tent.

She wasn't asleep either; she was wiping the AK rifle with a cloth.

"Can your injury hold up?" Xu Yun asked softly.

"We have to hold on, even if we can't."

Natasha didn't look up and said, "That young man named Karim is right, there might be other people in the cell."

If any of those people are agents I know…

She didn't finish speaking, but Xu Yun understood.

It is common for intelligence organizations to infiltrate each other.

If Desert Eagle captures agents from other organizations, Natasha might get some clues about Grey Wolf or internal deals within the organization.

"That deal, the one you mentioned before, what exactly does it involve?" Xu Yun asked.

Natasha stopped cleaning her gun and remained silent for a long time.

"Biological weapons."

She finally whispered, "The organization's top brass reached an agreement with the military of a Middle Eastern country to provide a formula and production technology for a new type of nerve agent."

The clues I've found indicate that the transaction will take place in eastern Syria, sometime next month.

Xu Yun's breath hitched.

"Where's the evidence?"

"In my mind."

Natasha pointed to her temple and said, "There's another encrypted file that I've hidden in a safe house in Damascus."

If I can get back alive…

She didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning was clear.

"We will get back alive."

Xu Yun said, "Not only do we need to keep them alive, but we also need to find those bastards."

Natasha finally raised her head, her blue eyes gleaming in the dim light of the oil lamp.

“Do you know, Xu…”

She gave a rare, genuine smile and said, "Sometimes you really seem like someone from our line of work."

That kind of... madness—the willingness to do anything to achieve a goal.

"I just don't like people showing off in front of me."

Xu Yun laughed and said, "Especially those guys who think they have the situation under control."

At 10 a.m., the roar of helicopters came from afar.

Amir and his soldiers nervously raised their weapons, but Xu Yun waved his hand: "They're our men."

A Mi-17 helicopter painted with the United Nations logo landed on an open area outside the camp.

The hatch opened, and surprisingly, it was Officer Chen who jumped out.

"Mr. Xu!"

Officer Chen strode over, followed by two soldiers carrying several large military green boxes.

"Young Master Lin asked me to deliver this personally. He said these things cannot be entrusted to others."

Xu Yun was somewhat surprised: "How come you..."

"I asked for it myself."

Officer Chen said with a smile, "I've felt bad ever since I let you go in alone last time."

Count me in for this operation.

“This is a private operation, not an official mission,” Xu Yun reminded them.

"I know."

Military Officer Chen smiled and explained, "That's why I took annual leave to participate in a private capacity, taking full responsibility. Isn't that the way you prefer to put it?"

Xu Yun stared at him for a few seconds, then extended his fist, and Chen Wuguan touched it knowingly.

"Welcome to the team."

The boxes were carried into the tent.

When it was opened, everyone gasped in shock.

Four black quadcopter drones are neatly arranged, each equipped with a high-definition camera and thermal imaging module.

Twenty smoke grenades and ten stun grenades gleamed with a metallic sheen.

The explosives were properly sealed in a shockproof box.

The eight wireless headsets are the latest military-grade model, with an effective range of five kilometers.

What caught the Bedouin soldiers' eyes most were two brand-new SCAR-L assault rifles and ten matching magazines.

“This is…” Amir stroked the gun, his hands trembling slightly.

"Gift."

Military Attaché Chen said, "It's from the military attaché's inventory at the embassy. Just remember to return it."

Xu Yun has begun inspecting the equipment.

He picked up a drone, turned it on, connected it to the controller, and the live feed from inside the tent immediately appeared on the screen with amazing clarity.

"Good stuff," he exclaimed.

"Made in China," Chen Wuguan said proudly.

Over the next hour, Xu Yun quickly assigned tasks.

Karim and his youngest soldier, Samir, were in charge of operating the drones.

They needed to infiltrate the perimeter of the pumping station in advance and release all the drones before the operation began to monitor the entire area.

Amir led three other soldiers to launch a feint attack on the east flank.

They will bombard the walls with RPG rocket launchers (captured from the enemy) after the attack begins, drawing the main firepower.

Chen Wuguan, Hassan (whose leg injury had been treated and who was now able to walk with difficulty), and Natasha formed a rescue team and stormed in from the southwest, heading straight for the basement.

Xu Yun himself chose the most dangerous mission: to infiltrate the top floor of the pump house, take control of the heavy machine gun position, and provide sniper support for the entire operation.

"I alone am enough."

When Natasha raised an objection, Xu Yun said, "The fewer people there are, the less likely they are to be discovered, and besides..."

He took the last item out of the box.

A set of black urban combat uniform and matching tactical vest.

“I have this.”

Natasha recognized the model of the equipment and her eyes widened slightly as she exclaimed, "That's... the latest 'Shadow' series individual combat system? How did you get your hands on it?"

"It's a secret." Xu Yun blinked.

In fact, he had just spent 500 million to redeem it from the system.

This system includes not only optical camouflage (for a short period of time), but also a strength-enhancing exoskeleton frame, integrated vital sign monitoring, and tactical AI assistance.

This was his trump card for this counterattack.

At 3 p.m., everyone was ready.

Xu Yun put on his combat uniform, and the system notification sounded in his ear.

[“Shadow” Combat System activated. Optical camouflage remaining energy: 100%, duration: 15 minutes. Exoskeleton frame calibrated, Strength Enhancement mode in standby.]

Fifteen minutes is enough.

"Before we set off, let me reiterate the plan."

Xu Yun looked around at everyone in the tent and said, "Phase one: Karim and Samir will release drones to establish comprehensive surveillance."

Phase Two: Amir's group launches a feint attack on the east side to draw attention.

Phase Three: I infiltrated the top floor and took control of the heavy machine gun.

Phase Four: Officer Chen's team storms in to rescue people.

Phase 5: All personnel retreat, using smoke grenades and stun grenades to create chaos.

He paused for a moment: "If all goes well, the entire operation should be completed within twenty minutes."

But what if something unexpected happens…

“We’ll just have to adapt to the situation,” Natasha replied. She was fully armed, and although her face was still pale, her eyes were already burning with fighting spirit.

"Correct."

Xu Yun nodded and said, "Remember, our primary goal is to save people, and our secondary goal is to gather intelligence."

Avoid prolonged combat with the enemy unless absolutely necessary.

Everyone nodded to indicate that they understood.

Amir offered his final prayer: "God bless us, may we all return safely."

"God bless us!" the soldiers responded in unison.

Xu Yun didn't have the habit of praying, but he closed his eyes and went through the system's three-dimensional map in his mind again.

Every enemy's location, every piece of cover, every possible escape route...

[The host has redeemed the optimal path from the plan and it has been marked.]

The system's voice was calm and precise.

Xu Yun opened his eyes, his gaze now filled with only a cold light.

"Set off."

At six o'clock in the evening, the sun began to set in the west.

The outline of the oil pumping station cast a long shadow in the setting sun.

The sentry on the watchtower leaned lazily against the railing, his rifle casually slung over his shoulder.

Unbeknownst to them, four drones had already quietly taken off from behind the sand dunes 500 meters away, like four black falcons, silently flying toward the pumping station.

"Drone in position."

Karim's voice came through the headset, saying, "Thermal imaging shows twenty-three heat sources inside the main building, five members of the perimeter patrol team, and two members of the watchtower."

"receive."

Xu Yun lay prone behind a sand dune, having already changed into optical camouflage.

He seemed to blend into his surroundings, so much so that he was almost undetectable even when they were right next to him.

Xu Yun began to move.

His movements were extremely fast, yet remarkably quiet.

The exoskeleton absorbed the sound of his footsteps, leaving only very shallow marks on the sand.

One hundred meters, fifty meters, twenty meters...

The wall is right in front of us.

As indicated by the system, the weak point on the southwest side is a subtle gap in the barbed wire, likely caused by years of neglect.

Xu Yun silently slipped through the gap, rolled upon landing, and hid in the shadow of a pile of abandoned oil drums.

Karim's live report came through the headset: "The patrol on the east side of the wall is turning and will arrive at your location in thirty seconds."

Xu Yun held her breath.

Two armed men walked over, chatting and laughing. One of them even stopped and lit a cigarette just three meters away from the oil drum.

Mars flickered in the twilight.

Xu Yun remained motionless, suppressing even his breathing to a minimum.

The militant, who had been smoking, finally finished his last puff, threw away the cigarette butt, and continued his patrol with his companions.

Once they were out of sight, Xu Yun quickly got up and rushed towards the main building like a shadow.

The back door of the pump house was ajar, and the sounds of a television program and men's laughter could be heard coming from inside.

Xu Yun slipped inside through the door.

The first-floor corridor was deserted, but the sound of cards being played could be heard coming from the room at the end.

The room on the west side is where the basement entrance is located.

Two guards sat in front of the gate, sharing a bag of dates.

Xu Yun did not disturb them, but instead found the emergency staircase leading to the floor.

The stairwell light was out, and it was pitch black. That was exactly what he needed.

He moved upwards like a cat, each step landing precisely in a place where no sound was made.

The second floor houses the command center and dormitories.

The door to the command room was ajar, and Xu Yun glimpsed a man in an officer's uniform making a phone call, seemingly speaking English.

"...The goods are ready and will be shipped to the border next week...Yes, the buyer is very satisfied...The money? Half has already been received, the other half will be paid after delivery..."

Xu Yun remembered the voice and the face.

He didn't stop, and continued upwards.

The third floor served as an observation post and also as a heavy machine gun emplacement.

One of the machine gunners was adjusting his weapon, while the other was observing the distance through binoculars.

They had their backs to the stairwell.

Xu Yun removed the anesthetic needle from her waist.

This is a bonus item redeemed through the system; it can cause an adult to lose consciousness within three seconds, with the effect lasting for two hours.

The first shot hit the left machine gunner in the back of the neck.

The man's body stiffened, and he slowly collapsed.

The machine gunner on the right heard the noise and had just turned his head when the second needle was already stuck in his carotid artery.

In less than five seconds, both threats were averted.

Xu Yun quickly checked the heavy machine gun; it was a DShK 12.7mm heavy machine gun with ample ammunition.

He adjusted the direction of the gun and aimed it at... the oil storage tank.

"East flank team, in position," Amir's voice came through the headset.

“The drone is in position,” Karim said.

"Rescue team in position," Chen Wuguan reported.

Xu Yun took a deep breath.

"action."

Outside the east wall, Amir hoisted an RPG rocket launcher.

Aim and fire.

The rocket, trailing a plume of flame, flew toward the wall and hit its target squarely.

The explosion was deafening, and a three-meter-long section of the wall collapsed with a roar.

The alarm bells inside the pumping station went off instantly.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack from the east!"

The militants rushed out of the rooms in a panic and surged toward the east side.

The officer in the command center yelled into the walkie-talkie, "Everyone to the east side! Don't let them break in!"

The first step of the plan was successful.

Xu Yun calmly watched all of this from the third floor.

He took off his camouflage uniform, revealing the black combat uniform underneath.

There's no need to hide it anymore.

He pressed the button on his headset and shouted, "Rescue team, move out!"

On the southwest side, Chen Wuguan, Natasha, and Hassan shot towards the main building like three sharp arrows.

The guards on the first floor had been drawn away by the explosion on the east side, leaving only one person in front of the door to the room on the west side.

Natasha raised her hand and fired a shot, accurately hitting the man's wrist holding the gun. Officer Chen rushed forward and delivered a heavy blow, causing the guard to collapse to the ground.

"The keys!" Hassan pulled a bunch of keys from the guard's waist.

The door opened, revealing a downward staircase.

The three of them quickly rushed into the basement.

Meanwhile, Xu Yun wasn't idle upstairs either.

He operated the heavy machine gun, but did not fire immediately; instead, he waited.

Waiting for the best opportunity.

Downstairs, the rescue team has located the cell.

Four iron cages, each holding four people.

Karim's brother, a Western journalist, a middle-aged man in a tattered military uniform, and a woman whose pupils constricted in Natasha's.

“Elisa?” Natasha asked incredulously.

The woman in the cage raised her head, revealing a haggard but still beautiful face.

When she saw Natasha, her eyes lit up with hope: "Natasha? How did you..."

"There's no time to explain."

Natasha quickly opened the cage and asked, "Can you walk?"

"can."

Elisa struggled to her feet and said, "But I was injected with something, and my legs are a little weak."

“I’ll help you up,” Hassan said.

The four people were rescued, but just as they were about to leave, they heard hurried footsteps coming from upstairs.

Someone came down.

“At least six people,” Officer Chen judged, listening to the footsteps.

Natasha quickly made arrangements, saying, "Hassan, take your men and go first. Officer Chen and I will cover the rear."

"Do not."

Elisa suddenly said, "I know another exit."

The building had a maintenance access road leading to the oil storage tank area at the back.

She pointed to a loose brick on the back wall of the cell.

Prying open the bricks revealed a narrow passage.

"You guys go first."

Natasha said, "I'll hold them off."

"Let's go together."

Military officer Chen raised his gun and said, "We have smoke grenades."

The footsteps upstairs grew closer.

Just as the first person appeared at the corner of the stairs, Officer Chen threw out a smoke bomb.

Thick white smoke instantly filled the basement.

Gunfire erupted, but the enemy lost sight of their target in the smoke and could only fire blindly.

Using the smoke as cover, Natasha and Chen Wuguan quickly retreated into the passage.

On the third floor, Xu Yun's time had come.

He saw about fifteen militants gathered in the courtyard, preparing to launch a counterattack on the east side.

The officer stood among them, waving his pistol and giving orders.

Xu Yun smiled.

He turned the heavy machine gun around, but instead of aiming at the crowd, he aimed at... the oil storage tanks.

Pull the trigger.

12.7mm bullets rained down on the rusty oil tank.

Cracks appeared on the surface of the oil tank during the first round of firing.

In the second round, crude oil began to seep out.

In the third round, sparks flew.

then……

boom!!!
A deafening explosion.

The oil storage tank transformed into a giant fireball, with flames shooting into the sky and heat waves engulfing the entire pumping station.

The militants in the courtyard were thrown to the ground by the shockwave of the explosion, and the officer was thrown five meters away by the blast wave and slammed heavily against the wall.

But it's not over yet.

A chain reaction has begun.

The second oil storage tank was ignited, then the third...

The area behind the entire pumping station was engulfed in flames.

"East flank team, retreat!"

Xu Yun shouted into his earpiece, "Rescue team, report the situation!"

"Evacuation in progress, we will reach the designated rendezvous point on the southwest side in thirty seconds," Natasha said breathlessly.

"UAVs, monitor enemy movements!" Xu Yun continued.

Karim's voice came through.

"Most of the enemies were putting out fires and avoiding explosions, but six people were heading towards the main building, seemingly trying to salvage some documents..."

document?

Xu Yun's heart stirred.

He jumped directly from the third-floor observation deck.

The exoskeleton frame absorbed the impact, and upon landing, it rolled over without sustaining any damage.

Then he rushed into the command room on the first floor.

The room was a mess; the officer had fled in such a hurry that he hadn't even had time to turn off the computer.

On the screen, an open document was clearly visible.

[Transaction Record: Agreement for the Transfer of Formula and Production Technology for Nerve Agent "X-7"]

Xu Yun quickly inserted a USB drive.

This was also redeemed by the system; it can automatically crack encryption and copy all data.

The progress bar is moving forward rapidly: 10%...30%...70%...

Footsteps came from outside the door.

"Hurry up..." Xu Yun gripped the HK416 tightly in his hand.

The footsteps grew closer.

95%...97%...99%...

The door was kicked open. (End of Chapter)