The plunder of the heavens begins with the Spirit Cage.

With another swift movement, he kicked the leader in the back of the knee, sending him sprawling to his knees.

He Changfeng also strode forward, swung his crowbar, and knocked down another one who was running slower.

He Jiang cleverly blocked the other direction.

In the blink of an eye, only three or four bandits remained standing. They were surrounded by three men in a triangular formation, back to back, their faces filled with fear and despair, and their weapons trembling.

"Hero... Hero, spare my life!"

"We were blind to his greatness!"

"We don't want the oil anymore!"

"Let us go!"

Damn it, if they knew they were going to get their bones broken, they wouldn't have come!

Lu Qianwei didn't even bother to look at them. These robbers had probably preyed on countless passing drivers.

"Now you have a choice: break your left leg, or your right leg!"

"Either leave your life behind!"

Lu Qianwei's murderous words terrified even He Changfeng, let alone the bandits.

Even though they were unwilling, they all had their legs broken by their companions while crying.

The piercing screams echoed through the night sky, and the drivers who were awake nearby all craned their necks to watch, feeling a sense of satisfaction!

After all, which of the people hauling goods hasn't been extorted by these villagers?

As the bandits helped each other up and limped away in a sorry state, they disappeared into the darkness, and everyone cheered!

Chapter 265 The Long Sword and the Storm 4

After a night, He Changfeng finally decided to join Lu Qianwei's team, a team he knew very little about.

"We made it clear beforehand that if my equipment isn't enough to overthrow the Yu people's rule, I won't be fighting a protracted war with you and my daughter!"

He Changfeng said solemnly.

Don't worry, I guarantee your eyes will light up!

Lu Qianwei smiled and opened the car door. "Then let's set off now to Saco City!"

"Your equipment has already been transported inside?!" He Changfeng was surprised for half a second, but then he thought of the invisible packaging and it no longer seemed strange.

"I'll go with you!" He Jiang quickly opened the passenger side of the pickup truck and got into Lu Qianwei's car.

The two cars had only been driving out of the service area for a few minutes when He Jiang, no longer restrained by his father, immediately got the idea to shoot.

The implication was that he wanted to touch her.

Lu Qianwei was generous and took out an electromagnetic pistol for her.

The sci-fi image of the gun immediately hit He Jiang's G-spot. Upon closer inspection, there were even tiny electric currents flowing in the texture on the surface.

He Jiang examined the pistol closely. "Why does this gun look so...sci-fi?"

“That’s how sci-fi it is,” Lu Qianwei said, waving another pistol of the same type in front of her.

"This one is much better than the one you gave your dad."

Have you ever heard of the concept of an electromagnetic pistol?

"Of course! But isn't this a science fiction movie?"

"Heh, if it could be made, it wouldn't be a science fiction movie."

Lu Qianwei explained with a smile: "The principle is actually to use electromagnetic coils to accelerate the projectile, replacing the traditional gunpowder propulsion."

So it has no recoil... well, almost negligible.

"No recoil?" He Jiang repeated, which she quickly accepted, having never even used a real gun before.

Well, young people always accept new things faster than middle-aged and elderly people.

Seeing He Jiang's high spirits, Lu Qianwei gestured for her to try out the trigger feel.

"Try pulling the trigger; it's empty, so it's safe."

He Jiang did as instructed, gently pulling the trigger with his index finger.

It has a crisp feel, moderate resistance, and is accompanied by a very slight "click" sound.

"Without recoil, this gun must be very accurate, right?" He Jiang asked curiously.

"The precision is extremely high, but it also depends on the precision of the operator."

“But there’s also a simple mode.” Lu Qianwei pointed to the small touchscreen on the gun. “It has a built-in miniature fire control computer and stabilization system that can help you aim and automatically correct for minor shakes and environmental effects.”

Within its effective range, it can hit any target precisely.

“When necessary…” he paused, a slightly mischievous smile appearing on his face, “switch to suppression mode.”

He pointed to a button on the pistol, "This pistol doesn't use round bullets, but rather small, pointed metal bullets."

"Theoretically, it can hold 50 rounds of ammunition, and you can use it as a mini submachine gun when necessary."

He Jiang was stunned.

Recoil-free, high-precision, intelligent fire control, and can even be used as a submachine gun... each of these features completely overturned her understanding of "guns".

"So, we're using this kind of weapon to fight the U-16s?"

"Of course! It's only through technological advancement that you gain an advantage."

Hearing Lu Qianwei's affirmative answer, He Jiang looked at the sleek electromagnetic pistol in his hand and felt even more delighted.

She had assumed the so-called equipment would be standard issue from the Eastern Kingdom, such as precision rifles and rocket launchers...

Lu Qianwei answered her various curious questions in a casual and perfunctory manner.

However, this ease was soon shattered.

A temporary checkpoint appeared on the road ahead, or rather, a checkpoint arbitrarily set up by the U-Theatre patrol team.

"Damn it, those white bastards!" He Jiang cursed, stopping loading ammunition and focusing on explaining, "There shouldn't be a checkpoint here. Those greedy white bastards are trying to extort money from us again!"

"The terrorists took this place to enjoy themselves; they'll do whatever makes money as quickly as possible." Lu Qianwei drove unhurriedly.

At this moment, two police cars were blocking the middle of the road, leaving only a narrow gap for one car to pass through.

Several U-23 soldiers in police uniforms leaned lazily against the car, holding old automatic rifles in their hands, and eyeing the passing vehicles with hostile intent.

At this time of day, apart from He Changfeng's Dayun and Lu Qianwei's pickup truck, there are almost no other vehicles on the road.

He Changfeng's grand tour was the first to be stopped.

A soldier with a cigarette dangling from his lips strolled over and knocked on the train window. He Changfeng smiled and handed over his identification and some banknotes. The soldier looked at them, then glanced at the empty carriage...

In the end, he impatiently waved his hand and let them pass.

Then his gaze settled on the black pickup truck that followed behind, especially the several conspicuous oil drums secured with ropes in the truck bed.

"Stop the truck!" A man who appeared to be a minor leader waved his hand, and another soldier walked directly in front of the pickup truck and raised his gun.

Lu Qianwei frowned and slowly stepped on the brake.

He Jiang nervously hid the pistol.

"Don't worry, they won't find out," Lu Qianwei whispered, gesturing for her to relax.

He Changfeng's vehicle stopped a short distance ahead, and he nervously looked back through the rearview mirror.

The squad leader, accompanied by two soldiers, sauntered to the driver's side of the pickup truck.

He was short, with a fleshy face, and his eyes greedily swept over the oil drums in the back of the truck, then looked at Lu Qianwei and He Jiang—typical Dongbang faces, driving a nice modified pickup truck, and with a pretty girl with them.

Haha~ This is practically a fat sheep delivered to our door!

"Get out of the car! Inspection!" The foreman knocked impatiently on the car window.

Lu Qianwei pushed open the car door and got out, his face expressionless.

He Jiang also got out of the car and stood behind Lu Qianwei, his hands slightly tucked into his sleeves, his heart beating a little faster.

"Documents! Oil transport permit!" The foreman stretched out his hand, but his eyes kept glancing at the oil drums.

“I have the documents.” Lu Qianwei took out the document booklet he had obtained from the Lizard Gang from his pocket and handed it to the other party, which also contained several large bills.

"The oil is for my own use, and I don't have an oil transport permit."

The foreman took the notebook, held it in his hand without even looking at it, and his eyes lit up when he heard "no permit."

"Hehe~ Just use it directly?"

Who can guarantee you won't sell it?

"No permit?"

"Do you know that illegally transporting fuel is a serious crime? Especially such a large quantity!" He pointed to the oil drums, raising his voice, "Fuel is now a strategic resource, and it's under control!"

Where did you get all this oil from?!

As soon as the shouting stopped, the two soldiers behind him immediately stepped forward, their guns seemingly pointing at Lu Qianwei and He Jiang, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

Lu Qianwei looked at him calmly: "Sir, I bought the oil through legal channels for my own use."

The car is also my private car.

Look, how can this be considered unauthorized transportation?

"Stop talking nonsense! The little boss doesn't care about this or that!"

He declared confidently, "What I say is true!"

Without a permit, you are in violation of the rules!

According to Article... well, anyway, it's a violation! A heavy fine is necessary! The oil has been confiscated!

He rubbed two fingers together, the meaning of which was quite clear.

Lulu Qianwei sneered inwardly, but did not cause any trouble.

Instead, a look of embarrassment and pain appeared on his face. He pulled out a few high-denomination U.S. dollars from his pocket and handed them over: "Sir, please do me a favor."