NOVEL NEXT Chapter 592: Walking Arsenal
Who could have thought that in an underground bank, apart from a large amount of jewelry, famous paintings, and cultural relics, there would even be 1.5 tons of gold?
One hundred blocks of American standard 12.5-kilogram gold bars, and five blocks that were obviously privately melted 50-kilogram gold bars.
The security guards remaining in the shop had clearly grown accustomed to relaxing, and when faced with Mountain Eagle's frenzied attack, they were utterly clueless about how to react.
To be honest, in this day and age, someone would actually use such means to rob an underground bank, and after succeeding, take nothing and even call the police.
In the eyes of the average person, this is a typical case of hurting the enemy by ten thousand and losing oneself by twelve thousand.
Because by doing so, not only did they turn themselves into a wanted criminal, but they also made a fierce enemy out of the Kaufman family.
But for Mountain Eagle, it didn't matter in the slightest. Initially, he wanted to meticulously plan everything, but since the Edward Foundation declared war on him first and moved their main forces away, what was there to hesitate about?
Rush in, kill the armed security, cut the power and disrupt communications...
Use explosives to blow open the vault created with concrete and large iron doors in this underground bank, then move the evidence placed in the guer truck inside...
Then use a smaller explosive to blow open some of the safes inside the vault, then take away the large gold bars placed in the center of the vault.
Mountain Eagle accomplished all this in 10 minutes, completing the biggest accumulation of gold in nearly a year at the same time.
No one would even suspect him afterward because that amount of gold cannot be moved by manpower alone.
Once the media enters the scene and Kate releases the contents list from the vault afterward, infighting will ensue within the Edward Foundation over this heist.
Because Mountain Eagle had torn faces with them, claiming he robbed the underground bank made sense, saying he planted evidence to frame the Edward Foundation also made sense, but saying he could move 1.5 tons of gold by himself certainly didn't make sense, because there was a Little Huzi middle-aged man who had been watching nearby...
Eliminate all possibilities, and finally, the only reasonable explanation was that there was an insider issue within the bank.
Mountain Eagle didn't really care about what the Edward Foundation people thought, he was just after the gold, and screwing the Replacer and Bright Ladder were just bonuses.
After saying goodbye to Kate, Mountain Eagle returned to the original spot...
Sealion feigned terror as he bit his finger and loudly said, "Boss, you just robbed a bank, aha, robbing a bank is the thing I most wanted to do in my life."
Mountain Eagle gave Sealion the middle finger disdainfully and said, "Yeah, all you Old Blacks ever want to do is rob a bank..."
With that, Mountain Eagle looked over at Matthias, who had been waiting there, and patted the dust off his suit, spreading his hands and saying, "Is this suit ruined?
This thing cost tens of thousands, and I wore it for less than a day."
Matthias pursed his lips and looked at Mountain Eagle's dirty shirt and shook his head slightly, saying, "I know of a good dry cleaner in Los Angeles..."
With that, Matthias frowned as he looked at the seemingly untroubled Mountain Eagle, glanced at his watch, and said, "It's twelve now, and you've got 3 hours until the meeting with those people...
Need my help?"
As Matthias spoke, Daria came over to Mountain Eagle and handed the constantly ringing phone in his hand...
"Boss, it's Mori..."
Mountain Eagle put away his smile and picked up the phone...
After listening for a few minutes, Mountain Eagle nodded and said, "Notify Li Chengji and Anna to come and witness, I will contact Snowden, and we'll conduct a remote signing.
Mori, thanks!"
On the other end of the phone, Mori paused and then lowered his voice, saying, "Mountain Eagle, you've got yourself into big trouble, but we're still supporting you.
Survive, and then you'll know that our Losers' Alliance will be your most loyal friend!"
Mountain Eagle smiled and hung up the phone, then opened a photo of some hand-copied intelligence...
Looking at the names and addresses on it, Mountain Eagle motioned for Daria to bring paper and pen and copied down all the addresses of those connected with the Edward Foundation in Los Angeles and handed them to Matthias...
Matthias took the note, glanced at it with a furrowed brow, and said, "What are you going to do?"
Mountain Eagle smiled and said, "Those guys threatened me with my family before; I think just talking is pointless, so I want to give them something tangible in return.
Don't worry, I'm not asking you to kill anyone; these are just names of some of the Ravinston and Kaufman family members in Los Angeles. I can't verify the authenticity or completeness. Besides, I'm not the kind of lunatic who kills entire families at a whim...
Have you seen the godfather film?
100,000 bucks, I'll give you three days to put a freshly killed horse's head in their beds!"
Matthias paused, then decisively shook his head and said, "NO, that's too twisted. I'd rather go cut off their heads than hurt a horse..."
Mountain Eagle clicked his tongue, looking at Matthias and confirming that he wouldn't follow his request. Then Mountain Eagle shrugged helplessly and said, "OK, then switch it to a pig's head, dog's head, lamb's head, whatever you see fit. Just make sure it scares them.
If I die, you don't have to do anything, consider those 100,000 my parting gift to you...
Deal?"
Matthias took a deep look at Mountain Eagle, shook his hand and said solemnly, "Whether you plan to die or slaughter your opponent, you should be preparing now."
With that, Matthias glanced at Tiffany and Lilith and shook his head, "Your subordinates are quite average, so you better equip them with some reliable weapons.
I know a very powerful arms dealer, and there's still time!"
Mountain Eagle smiled and nodded, saying, "Thanks for the reminder, I appreciate your kindness, but I have my own ways..."
As he spoke, Mountain Eagle glanced at his watch and said, "They should be arriving soon..."
Just as Mountain Eagle was speaking, a van and several heavily modified pickup trucks stopped at the intersection a few hundred meters away, flashing their lights to signal to Mountain Eagle that they had arrived.
Matthias followed Mountain Eagle's gaze and glanced back, pursing his lips as he said, "The Weapon Bank isn't cheap, and there's no guarantee of quality either."
Mountain Eagle chuckled and patted Matthias on the arm, then fanned himself with his suit jacket, laughing as he said, "This thing isn't cheap either, and its quality isn't that great, either.
But sometimes, we're just willing to spend money on these things, wouldn't you agree?"
Then Mountain Eagle gave Matthias a strong hug, whispering in his ear, "I know you have some makeup skills. You can make people think I've been in the Santa Monica apartment the whole time, right?"
Faced with the confident Mountain Eagle, Matthias slightly nodded and said, "You want me to impersonate you and work; that's going to cost extra!"
Mountain Eagle paused, then laughed heartily and said, "I'll give you a hammer..."
After saying that, Mountain Eagle gave Matthias a few strong pats on the back and pointed to the Maybach, saying, "And on the way, help me drive the car back, save yourself the trouble of calling a taxi."
Even someone as gentlemanly as Matthias couldn't help but raise his middle finger.
Sealion handed Matthias the Maybach's key, saying gravely, "I'm entrusting my wife to you. Take good care of her, treat her like your eyes, don't ever..."
Matthias looked at the ugly Old Black in front of him, turned and got into the car, laughed as he revved the engine, making it roar amidst Sealion's pained howls, leaving tire marks with a sharp turn on the spot.
Tiffany walked up to Sealion, looking at this Old Black, who swore he'd tear Matthias to pieces, with disdain, saying, "Wake up, that's just a car, not your wife..."
Sealion looked at Tiffany as if she were dog poop and said, "If it were just a wife, I could make do with someone else's...
But that's a car, a limited-edition Maybach. I checked, that color is custom...
FUCK, those four wheels are more expensive than the house I used to rent, and if it gets scratched, my heart will break!"
Mountain Eagle walked up to the van, made a quick exchange with a sneaky Russian man, paid with a credit card, and the Weapon Bank delivery guy scrambled into a pickup truck like he was chased by dogs and took off.
Mountain Eagle didn't need to check the goods. He couldn't care less about the quality of the Weapon Bank's delivery...
Walking to the back of the van, Mountain Eagle pointed to the several heavily modified pickup trucks and waved to Daria, saying, "I'm going up to check the cargo; each of you take a truck. Let's meet up with the others in Burbank..."
With that, Mountain Eagle opened the cargo door, climbed in, and closed the door from inside.
The people at the Weapon Bank were reliable. A last-minute call for goods resulted in outrageous prices, but the variety and quantity were sufficient.
Especially the modified monster pickup trucks at the back, used in a California pickup smash derby.
The people at the Weapon Bank either had stock or connections; they got these gadgets to Mountain Eagle in under two hours.
These trucks were not only fitted with crash bars and steel plates but also had machine gun mounts welded onto the truck beds.
Mountain Eagle was very satisfied with these items intended for one-time use!
Once the vehicle started moving, Mountain Eagle steadied himself inside the swaying truck and first checked the weapons and ammo he ordered...
Twelve portable AT4 rocket launchers, three second-hand PKM machine guns, twenty thousand bullets, eight second-hand AK74Ms, six thousand rounds of 5.45mm ammo, thirty magazines, fifty offensive hand grenades, twenty shock bombs, and several boxes of standard combat uniforms and old tactical vests.
Besides the rocket launchers and PKMs, only the bullets were useful.
But Mountain Eagle didn't care about these; he took stock of everything, and soon several dozen large crates appeared inside the truck...
Five kilograms of gold lit up the Butcher's ever-cherished 7.62mm caliber AK-12 rifle.
Five kilograms of gold lit up the highly reliable and stable PKM machine gun.
Five kilograms of gold lit up the small-caliber light machine gun RPK.
Ten kilograms of gold lit up the Single Soldier Gatling XM556...
Ten kilograms of gold lit up the single soldier automatic grenade launcher MK19...
Five kilograms of gold lit up the single soldier passive-load-bearing exoskeleton...
Twenty kilograms of gold lit up the Spring Knife series of suicide drones...
Thirty kilograms of gold lit up the Single Soldier Spearhead Missile...
Thirty kilograms of gold lit up the single soldier adaptive field trailer...
The emergence of these items, along with a large amount of high-quality ammunition, filled half the truck bed in one go!
Power, status, strategic maneuvering—all these had vanished from Mountain Eagle's mind...
You want to make it big, then I'll play along!
When the other side used Mountain Eagle's family as leverage to threaten him, the only outcome he could accept was a fight to the death!
The Alaska incident exposed Xiao Wan and his son unexpectedly, and now, to protect his family from harassment, Mountain Eagle's only option was to be tough, to make it clear to everyone that he is a lethal threat!
So even if someone wanted to target him, they would have to do it within the rules or come straight for him.