Finally, the wreckage of mobile land war artillery and assembled Maxim heavy machine guns were also found. Because they were too dilapidated to be used anymore, Hong Yihe sent someone to load it and send it back to the base village in the north to check for the craftsmen there to see if there is any value for waste reuse.

For a moment, everyone was busy, cleaning the battlefield, counting the number of casualties, and escorting prisoners... These things were extremely cumbersome and no longer detailed them.

The fishing ground in the valley, the lake water is like a mirror, and it is still calm. It seems that there is no feeling that a fierce battle occurred in front of the woods, just a few feet away. In the evening, it finally ushered in the first group of visitors of the day: a group of prisoners led by Sinclair.

Most of the wooden houses next to the lake were transformed into prisoner houses. As the "charity" commander who did not kill a guard, Bilindley was treated quite well and was divided into a separate room, which gave the elite Morgan family's instructor time to think about his failures and even his future prospects.

Bilindley has maintained the usual pride of white people in recent hundreds of years. He believes that these yellow-skinned guards will never dare to kill him. And his ability to survive until now seems to prove this guess...

Bilindley turned around on the bed, and his stomach rumbling. He rubbed his flat belly and couldn't help but curse: "Don't you start supper yet? I'm going to starve to death..."

Just as Bilindley complained, the door suddenly opened. Bilindley's eyes lit up. He thought that dinner was delivered in advance, so he quickly turned over and sat up. But unexpectedly, the person who came in was a short acquaintance, Sinclair Rockefeller, who was dressed in a hilarious costume.

"Hahaha, Sinclair? Sorry, I almost didn't recognize you in this way!"

After the guards closed the door of the room heavily, Bilindley couldn't help but laugh heartily: "What's wrong with your clothes? One by one, it's colorful. Did you see that I'm too lonely and pretending to be a clown to make me happy?"

Just like the two major consortiums Morgan and Rockefeller are not very good at dealing with each other, Sinclair and Billyndley, who are in two camps, have been disliked by each other since they entered Alaska!

Sarcasm is commonplace.

Sinclair's outfit was not changed. There was only a thick layer of bandage on his head. There was no way, but he had one ear missing... It would be indecent to look at it without bandaging it.

Sinclair looked yin clouds, thick enough to drip water. He murmured: "Birindley, you bastard, are you embarrassed to spend the conversation with me? Humph, if you hadn't sent back the wrong information, I wouldn't have led troops to rescue you! Touch your pig brain. Think about it carefully, how should you explain to the family when you go back!"

The 1,000 security troops died to less than a hundred people, but Sinclair was owed any sadness. Most of them were hired veterans. Since they had paid their salary, it was natural that they died in the battlefield and could not make any tears in Sinclair.

What Sinclair is more concerned about now is how he should reduce the guilt of defeat.

Bilindley was greatly surprised: "What wrong information? I, I didn't send it back!"

"I'm still quibbling. Why don't you send people..."

Sinclair and Bilindley stared at the cow's eyes and then realized that all this was designed by the escort team to attract the reinforcements of the security forces and eat them one by one!

“…Anyway, it’s your dereliction of duty!”

After the conversation, although Sinclair knew the whole story, he still turned his eyes and scolded him severely: "Bilindelly, you attacked an indigenous fishing ground overnight, with 500 people. He was beaten to annihilation and trapped here! Even a person who sent the message did not escape, which made the main force of the subsequent guard take advantage of the loophole, pretend to be ours, and pass on the fake information back! You are fully responsible for this!"

"How do I send someone?"

When Bilindley heard this, his face became extremely ugly. He jumped out of bed and shouted: "Sinclair, you don't feel hurt when you stand and speak. You don't know how powerful Schmidt's guards are. They can wrap explosives together and throw them from far away. As long as we walk out of the range they are bound to be blown into pieces without any mercy!"

Speaking of this, Bilindley's body trembled violently and said with lingering fear: "You haven't seen that scene. Several packs of explosives fell down. My soldiers were like dozens of shells, and they were blown up to pieces, flying with blood and flesh! That was so miserable..."

As soon as he smelled the explosive pack, Sinclair's short body seemed to be hit by lightning. While he was slight, his face turned pale: "You, have you encountered that explosive pack? No wonder..."

The psychological shadow brought by the explosive pack to Sinclair would never be lower than that of Lindley. At least, the explosive pack explosion was still seen by Lindley at a distance, and Sinclair was almost buried under the fierce power of the explosive pack. If Hong Yi and the "kind" people awakened him with cold snow water, this top Western pastry student might still be trapped in myths and couldn't extricate himself, looking like he was crazy!

"Hmm? Your soldier also encountered the explosives...wrapped?"

Bilindley quickly guessed what happened to Sinclair from his unusual performance and asked quickly: "By the way, I haven't asked you carefully yet, Sinclair, how many soldiers have you brought to save me? Hehe, now you have been caught in, I guess you have suffered a lot of losses, right?"

"Oh, I..."

Sinclair's eyes rolled up and sat down on the ground. When he recalled the nightmare explosion, his thoughts of shirking responsibility and evading punishment were gone, so he told Bilindley everything that had happened before in a very low tone.

"What? You actually ruined a team of 1,000 people? You, you are really..." Bilindley screamed at the end, but there was only a very little heartbroken feeling in his tone, and more of a strong gloom.

The two of them led the army, almost all of them were wiped out, but they were five hundred and one thousand, and who was even more incompetent was at a glance.

"I, I met the main force of the escort!" Sinclair also reacted after saying that: Bilindley is his mortal enemy. Isn't this mean to humiliate the other party?

"Hmph. Then you also brought land war artillery and heavy machine guns!" Bilindley defyed and continued, "Hey, our security team has been destroyed by you!"

"Can you blame me all?"

Sinclair felt angry in his heart, and he stood up and lit Bilindelli's nose and said, "If it weren't for saving you, the waste, I would have to pass through the woods that were ambushed? Do I have to expose the two secret weapons of the land war artillery and heavy machine guns in advance? Bilindelli, don't think that I'm unlucky, you can get rid of the responsibility! We both lost more than half of the security forces in the combined security forces. We are now grasshoppers on the same rope. If we don't work together, we can't escape the severe punishment of the family when we go back!"

Sinclair's words were the truth. Billindelly's face turned red and he turned his head away: "Well... what are you good ideas?"

Sinclair's eyes rolled and he slowly said: "According to my opinion, the reason why we were defeated was not because we were ineffective in command, but because we were defeated on the package containing explosives..."

"You're right!" Bilindelli agreed deeply and nodded in agreement: "My team was blown away by that blow... "

Who said no?

Sinclair also regretted and hated: My Maxim heavy machine gun, how good I hid it along the way... At that time, there was a chance to turn defeat into victory, but there was such a madman in the guard who used his body as a shield and wanted to rush up to blow us up!

"This explosive wrap is not clever. It's just a circle of things on the outer layer of the explosive. Add the leads to ignite them and then throw them out!"

Sinclair analyzed: "After knowing the method, we can do it easily!"

"I agree, but it's easy to make, but..."

He had been thinking about explosive packs for a few days longer than Sinclair. He shook his head and sighed, "It's possible that the explosive packs can be used like this. At present, there is really only that guard! Not to mention anything else, at least among the security guards we hired, no one is willing to bring something that explodes at any time with us, let alone throw it away so far with his bare hands!"

The explosive pack does not have very profound technical content. The reason why Long Hao's Dragon Scale Army was first made and devoted to actual combat was not only because Long Hao, a time traveler, opened this thin layer of window paper, but also related to the Chinese people's national spirit of not fearing hardships and death.

If it were those American veterans who cherished their lives, not to mention how far their arm strength could throw the explosive bag, just persuading them to carry the unstable explosive bag on their bodies and step onto the battlefield would be an unlikely task.

Therefore, from this perspective, Bilindelly and Sinclair were not unfair.

"You and I know the combat effectiveness of the guards. They have cavalry, well-equipped infantry, and even iron-blooded warriors who are fearless and can throw explosive bags away..."

After thinking it through, Sinclair was also helpless about the fact that only the guards could use the explosive pack. He made sense and said to Blindley: "But only the two of us who were defeated know about this, and the family... don't know about it!"

Bilindley's eyes turned, as if he understood Sinclair's hint, and quickly continued in a low voice: "You mean..."

"Only by letting the family suffer the same pain as us, our guilt will be relieved!" Sinclair's eyes shone brightly and darkly, with a demonic light.

"Yes, you're right!"

Bilindley also had a cunning and vicious smile on his lips: "Anyway, the remaining people in the security forces will definitely not be able to withstand the attack of the guards. Since they are all doomed failures, why should we be this scapegoat?"

Sinclair and Bilindley, two enemies, have held hands together at this moment...

After all, Sinclair and Bilindley were just instructors who were loyal to the family and had no absolute loyalty to those in charge of Pulitzer and Jin Clay. What's more, Sinclair was not convinced by Jin Clay and Meili because of his own skills and surnames.

If you are unlucky, you will never mind that Jin Klay and others will also taste unlucky.

That night, when dinner was delivered, Sinclair expressed his desire to meet the supreme commander of the guards. After dinner, a guard pushed the door and took Sinclair away with a serious expression.

As for what Sinclair and Hong Yihe said and what they traded on that night, it is unknown for the time being.

Sinclair was defeated completely, but Pulitzer and others who were far away in Mingyue Village did not know that they were still dreaming of occupying the fishing ground, defeating the guards, and then heading north to monopolize all the resources of warm fish in their hands!

Early that morning, Pulitzer convened the heads of Jin Clay and six other consortiums for a meeting. Because Sinclair's results had not been sent back, a bad news arrived first.

Sales of constant temperature towers have appeared in many base villages around Mingyue Village!

"This is the plan of the differentiation of Envoy Schmidt!"

Pulitzer's face looked extremely ugly, and the cigar in his mouth was almost bitten by him. He slapped the table and roared angrily: "He actually secretly met with the heads of those small consortiums and sold the constant temperature tower to them at an extremely cheap price!"

"Two dollars per..."

Aimoon's tone was full of playfulness. He touched the red rosacea and said with a slightly sour taste: "Schmidt has invested a lot this time!"

Can it be a lot of money?

Although I am not sure about the real cost of the constant temperature tower, the constant temperature tower I originally "smuggled" from the small fishing village was ten dollars per, but now my allies can buy it for only one-fifth of the price. This level of discount makes Aimoon, who is extremely sensitive to numbers, gets moved by it!

If the seven major consortiums were not tied together now, he would really want to go to Schmidt to buy the "discounted" thermostat.

"How much is this?"

Pulitzer's eyes were extremely sharp. He could guess Aimoon's general idea with a glance. He snorted coldly: "The warm fish is in Schmidt's hands. Of course, he can price it as much as he wants! Two dollars, hehe, this shows from the opposite side how big the profit space of the constant temperature tower is! If we completely control the warm fish according to the plan, this huge profit belongs to us! What do you think?"

Pulitzer Morgan understands people's hearts well, and in one sentence he pulled back the souls of all people who were sitting in different minds: Don't have a different mind, what's the reason for a constant temperature tower with two dollars? As long as we completely defeat Schmidt's guards and monopolize the warm fish, the profits they get will be unprecedented!

"Mr. Morgan is right!"

Jin Clay took the lead in proclaiming: "This is just Schmidt's small plan. Please think, he wants to win over those small consortiums. Isn't it just another way that he is not strong enough and confident? Schmidt will arrive in Mingyue Village tomorrow to negotiate with us. He did this just to add some bargaining chips to the negotiation!"

As mentioned earlier, Pulitzer invited Schmidt to discuss matters such as mining. Schmidt agreed readily, and according to the itinerary he sent someone to notify not long ago, tomorrow is the time for him to arrive in Mingyue Village.

"It's amazing. Mr. Maili sees it thoroughly!"

Pulitzer applauded softly, then frowned and said, "If Schmidt dares to come, we will give him a warning! But... there is no news from Sinclair yet, and I don't know if he rescued Bilindley and the others?"

The results of Sinclair's side played a very important role in Pulitzer's decision-making. Now that the exact news is available, Pulitzer has no accurate idea of ​​whether to use tough measures against Schmidt tomorrow.

"Nothing will happen, will it?" West muttered across the table, but was immediately refuted by Jin Clay.

"It is impossible to have an accident. One-third of the six land war artillery brought by our family were handed over to Sinclair! With the power of the land war artillery and Sinclair's rich command experience, their confrontation with the guards will definitely win a great victory!"

Land war artillery!

Jin Clay was excited for a moment and said that the secret was leaked, which made the eyes of the other six responsible persons, including Pulitzer, lit: Unexpectedly, Rockefeller also brought in with such a killer weapon. Tsk, six land war artillery, what do they want to do?

Pulitzer's heart was even more shocked: Land war artillery? Could it be the movable land war artillery mentioned in the intelligence? Rockefeller's plan was quite big when he came to Alaska this time! I must not take it lightly.

Just as everyone was in a strange silence, the door of the conference room was knocked quickly. After opening the door, a messenger led a soldier with a tired but happy face and a happy face.

"Report, great victory! The security army led by Sinclair has defeated the main force of the escort and successfully rescued the trapped Bilindeley..."

The words of the messenger made Pulitzer and others feel refreshed. They have been waiting for this news for too long. This is like the sweet rain after a long drought. It is really timely!

As the good news came to a happy end, the awkward atmosphere brought about by Jin Klay's "Six Land War Cannons" in the room disappeared.

The dusty security guard soldier took a few breaths: "Report to all of you, this battle... Huhu, we fought very hard, the main force of the guard team was almost full, with nearly 4,000 people, Huhu... Fortunately, our weapons were superior, and Chief Sinclair commanded properly, so although our losses were not small, the main force of the guard team was even more elite. Huhu... Now the team is rectifying in the fishing grounds. Chief Sinclair is afraid that the lords will not be able to rest, so he asked me to rush back first!"

Nearly four thousand people!

Everyone was so cold when they heard this: Schmidt's guard team had only 5,000 people in total, and this was really a huge trap waiting for Sinclair in the fishing ground! Fortunately, we won...

Jin Clay hurriedly asked, "How much is our loss?"

The security guard soldier who reported the news said: "We lost more than 500 soldiers, thanks to the support of artillery and heavy machine guns... The war lasted for nearly a day and was very tragic. Chief Sinclair was also injured. Fortunately, his life was not seriously injured!"

There are also heavy machine guns? (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!