Chapter 117 Brains are a Better Weapon Than Guns

Sang Che's courage wasn't great. Compared to Cai Feng and Min Deng, he was able to become a warlord largely because of luck, not because he himself was particularly fierce and powerful.

Otherwise, when Min Deng invited Sang Che to deal with Cai Feng together yesterday, Sang Che would not have hemmed and hawed, refusing to agree for a long time.

Sang Che's father was a warlord, so he inherited everything from his father.

But today, under "Brigade Commander Li's" extortion, Sang Che handed over everything he inherited from his father, just to obtain the qualification to live.

In fact, the whole thing can't be said that Sang Che was too trash.

If any bystander were put in Sang Che's position, they would also experience the phenomenon of "you tremble too" and "you would chicken out too." After all, Cai Feng and Min Deng were destroyed too quickly. Even if Sang Che had an iron will, he would have long been refined into waste slag in this furnace cast from the corpses of Cai Feng and Min Deng.

And to deal with such a frightened Sang Che, Li Tianran didn't expend much effort at all.

After moving most of the supplies onto the train, Li Tianran, under the pretense of needing to "transfer troops and tally up resources," boarded the cargo-laden train with dozens of soldiers, left Sang Che's camp. Before leaving, he even instructed Sang Che to prepare lunch, saying that he would bring the Special Operations Brigade to garrison here in a little while.

Although he felt something was wrong, Sang Che didn't dare to stop Li Tianran at all, and didn't even have the courage to ask more questions.

He was also afraid that if he said a few more words, the gold teeth in his mouth would be pried out by Li Tianran as well...

...

A few kilometers away from Sang Che's main camp, Li Tianran immediately revealed his brutal nature. He directly and decisively eliminated those dozens of soldiers, put the train into his space slot, then turned around and went straight to the agreed retreat point.

One person went deep into the enemy's nest, suppressed an enemy thousands of times greater than himself, and returned fully loaded with most of the enemy's arms and resources.

These things seemed very close to fantasy.

So when Tang Su saw Li Tianran return to the agreed location unharmed, an extremely surprised and shocked expression appeared on her beautiful face.

"Boss, you... you really got the stuff?" Tang Su's eyes widened, her voice trembling slightly.

"Are you disappointed to see me come back?" Li Tianran's mouth curled up slightly.

"Boss, don't joke around." Tang Su deliberately changed the subject: "How exactly did you do it?"

Li Tianran narrowed his eyes and suddenly said with a smile, "Through this incident, I have a new discovery... that is, in some cases, intelligence is more useful than guns!"

Tang Su seemed to understand something. At this moment, although she also desperately wanted to escape Li Tianran's control, she had to admit that Li Tianran far surpassed her in terms of intelligence, courage, and strength.

A strange feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.

Would it be better to learn something by staying by Li Tianran's side than to immediately escape Li Tianran's control and wander alone in the outside world?

Seeing Tang Su's thoughtful look, Li Tianran also laughed.

He hadn't actually finished that sentence.

The premise that intelligence is more useful than guns is that you must have the status and qualifications to play intelligence with the other party. If Li Tianran hadn't destroyed Cai Feng and Min Deng in advance, then he wouldn't have been qualified to directly talk to Sang Che, let alone lead him around by the nose...

"This time the harvest far exceeded my expectations, you can be considered to have made a contribution... you don't have to worry about your life safety in a short time." Li Tianran said with a light smile: "I can even give you a little reward, what do you want?"

"..." Tang Su raised her eyebrows, and after a moment of silence, she said in a very serious tone: "I want to teach you flower arranging."

"I don't want to learn, next." Li Tianran said.

"Hehe..." Tang Su was not surprised, and then said, "I want to live with dignity like a normal person on your farm."

This sentence was very heavy.

Although Tang Su was powerful, her status on the farm was very, very low, not even comparable to Qin Yiming.

She was just a prisoner, a tool.

"Dignity is earned by yourself, not given by others." Li Tianran stared into Tang Su's eyes: "If you want to live like a normal person, the premise is that you have to be a normal person."

A female employee who always wants to teach her boss "flower arranging," is, to put it bluntly, just a tool for venting desires.

You can play with her when she's fresh, but when you're tired of her, kick her away!

Li Tianran took a deep breath and said: "Before I treat you as a consumable and squeeze out all your value, you still have a chance to change our opinion of you. If you really do this, I will also upgrade you from the identity of "tool person" to "employee," or..."

Li Tianran stopped here.

Tang Su's eyes lit up and asked, "Or what? Friend? Family? Woman?"

"You can't go three sentences without mentioning the desires of men and women, you're hopeless." Li Tianran said, breaking down.

...

Sang Che and his adjutant stood on the watchtower, constantly observing the end of the distant road with binoculars, appearing extremely anxious.

The time agreed upon with "Brigade Commander Li" had exceeded two hours, and the figure of the "Special Operations Brigade" was still nowhere to be seen!

"General, lunch has been warmed up three times, and the soldiers can't stand the hunger anymore... Should we eat first?" The adjutant asked haltingly.

"Brigade Commander Li's Special Operations Brigade hasn't arrived yet... If we eat first, it will be easily targeted." Sang Che rejected the adjutant's proposal.

The adjutant was silent for a long while, finally gritting his teeth and saying: "General, our scouts found survivors of Cai Feng's troops an hour ago. After questioning, they said that those who attacked their troops didn't seem to be Yan Huang's Special Operations Brigade, but a group of... combat machines!"

The expression on Sang Che's face froze: "What did you say?"

"According to my speculation, the other party doesn't seem to be a regular army of Yan Huang!" The adjutant mustered up his courage and squeezed out these words from between his teeth: "Cai Feng's people didn't see the other party's military flag or uniform, nothing proves that they are the regular army of Yan Huang, and Cai Feng was not defeated head-on, but... was ambushed!"

Sang Che was stunned again.

"I didn't dare to say it just now, because I was afraid of misjudging... but now it seems that the Brigade Commander Li is probably fake, and we should have been deceived..." The adjutant's voice was getting lower and lower.

Thump!

Sang Che collapsed on the ground, feeling his head spinning.

"We... how long can our supplies last?" Sang Che asked tremblingly.

"At most... three days." The adjutant gritted his teeth.

"Ah!" Sang Che roared in anger, his heart aching!

He was heartbroken, he hated it!

Cai Feng and Min Deng were ambushed to death, which could be considered dying for their own causes, but he was really too useless!

Without firing a single shot, he directly lost all his resources!

Without resources and weapons, the soldiers under his command would soon riot, and he would not live long!

"General, eat something first... we'll slowly think of a way." The adjutant saw Sang Che like this, feeling extremely sad, and brought a plate to Sang Che.

Sang Che's eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze fell on the plate.

On the plate was steamed old rice, with a little sealed fermented bean curd, the gravy sprinkled on the rice, exuding a faint fragrance of grain.

Sang Che laughed, his face full of sorrow.

When had he ever eaten this kind of thing?

Just a day ago, his lunch was steak and red wine, but now it had turned into brown rice and fermented bean curd!

"I am Sang Che! I am a general! How could I eat the same food as low-level soldiers? ... I would rather jump down from here and die outside than eat a single bite of this kind of thing!" Sang Che's eyes widened, his gaze ferocious and violent.

The adjutant was helpless and turned to walk downstairs.

Half an hour later, the adjutant climbed the watchtower again.

He saw Sang Che hugging the plate with tears in his eyes, gobbling down the rice, and said with a crying voice, "This stuff is quite fragrant, I want another bowl..."

"Eat it, after three days... maybe we'll all have to eat shit." The adjutant said with a resigned bitter smile.

Sang Che broke down and cried, cursing with standard Yan Huang national swear words: "Cao ni ma de! I will never trust Yan Huang people again! They are all bad people! Heartless bad people!"