Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 493 - 481 Demonstration

Chapter 493: Chapter 481 Demonstration

Time waits for no one, and once the decision is made to take on the mission, immediate action is the only option.

Yang Yi stood up and said to Terry, "Take us to Warsaw. Also, prepare combat gear for four people. I’ve just added four more to the team, but I don’t have time to equip them now."

"No problem, I’ll take care of it."

"That’s not exactly a favor, alright, when do we leave?"

"Ten minutes. In ten minutes, we’ll go to the Kyiv airport, the plane will be ready."

"Understood."

Everything settled, Terry immediately took his leave while Yang Yi picked up the walkie-talkie and spoke firmly, "We’re leaving in ten minutes! I hope you are all ready."

"Roger that."

Yang Yi exhaled and quickly gathered all his bags. Robbing gold and conning gold were two different things, this time it was going to be a real battle.

Having been ready to depart at any moment, Yang Yi was able to be on the move once all his equipment was out. But then, he suddenly remembered something.

Crossfire is blind; it’s better to deal with any unresolved matters as soon as possible.

Yang Yi quickly took out his phone and called Danny.

Danny was slow to answer, and when he finally picked up, he said annoyed, "What’s going on, calling so late? Are you rushing to pay back the money or what?"

"Captain, I do indeed want to repay the money."

"Repay the money?"

"Yes, five million with interest included. Give me your account details, and I’ll send it over."

"Huh, did you strike it rich? Made some money?"

"Right, I made some money. I’m not comfortable owing you, so I decided to pay you back quickly."

"That’s fine, just transfer it to the same account. Haha, little egg, not bad, you made five million so quickly?"

Yang Yi felt embarrassed; it seemed the nickname ’little egg’ was here to stay with Danny.

"I can’t talk right now, Captain. I’ve got to step out, the money will be there soon, just check and make sure you receive it, alright, that’s it."

After hanging up, Yang Yi exhaled and quickly transferred the money.

Even though he might not get it immediately that evening, Danny was definitely going to receive the money.

Just as Yang Yi had finished the transfer, his room door was pushed open, and Xiao Ran peeked in, "Are we ready yet? Everyone is waiting for you."

"Coming, coming."

Sure enough, the corridor was filled with people. Yang Yi looked up and said, "If everyone’s here, then let’s move out. We’ll talk on the plane, let’s head to the airport now."

He was the first to hurry down the stairs; Terry was already waiting for them in the lobby.

Approaching Terry, Yang Yi whispered, "Have someone clean up the place we stayed at. Won’t be a problem, right?"

"No problem, follow me."

As Terry and Yang Yi walked outside, Terry whispered back, "From now on, we need to ensure our actions are not detected by anyone. This place will be thoroughly cleaned, so don’t worry about that. A car will take you to the airport, but you must follow the arrangements when boarding the plane."

"Understood, but wait, you’re not going?"

"I’m not, someone else will coordinate with you."

Terry stopped, beckoned with his hand, and then a woman in her forties approached Yang Yi.

"This is Jenny, just listen to her. The car is ready, now off you go."

Jenny, dressed in a black suit, made a gesture invitingly and whispered, "Please follow me."

At the hotel entrance, two minibuses were waiting; after Yang Yi and the others got on board, the vehicles immediately drove off.

Jenny had no intention of speaking, and Yang Yi did not initiate conversation either. He had assumed that it would be Terry accompanying him to Warsaw, considering it was a matter of thirty-three tons of gold. Unexpectedly, someone else had been arranged.

Their vehicle stopped outside the airport, and after a twenty-minute wait inside the car, Jenny finally ordered the driver to enter the airport.

The car pulled up on the runway where an Airbus A320 awaited them, and they disembarked and boarded the plane directly.

Once on board, Jenny confidently led the way into the cabin. She stood to one side of the business class aisle until everyone from Yang Yi’s group was on board, then immediately began, "Your four-person gear is at the back. You can change into it after takeoff. Now please sit quietly; we are about to take off."

After speaking, Jenny immediately took a seat and didn’t move again.

Yang Yi made his way to economy class, where he saw four large bags on the seats, three of which had a white note on them. On closer inspection, he saw they were inscribed with names.

Yang Yi felt a throbbing pulse at his temple.

He hadn’t mentioned to Terry the identities of the four new recruits, let alone their names.

But Terry had already prepared equipment for four people, and the names on three of them indicated that Terry was well-informed about his every move.

"This is my bag."

"This one’s mine."

No one but Yang Yi gave the bags on the seats any special thought, assuming they had been prepared by Yang Yi. Only He understood that Cleaner’s seemingly thoughtful actions might be more of a show of power, a silent display of force.

Yang Yi gained a newfound appreciation for Cleaner’s capabilities. He didn’t voice it, but inside he was truly shaken.

Before they had fully settled in, the plane started to taxi slowly, and by the time they had buckled their seatbelts, it had commenced its takeoff roll.

Once the plane had climbed into the sky, Yang Yi heard someone from behind exclaim, "TAR-21? Are we using this?"

It was Zhang Yong who seemed surprised, followed swiftly by Roman saying, "This is the rifle we use, and I operate a Negev light machine gun, my goodness!"

Roman sounded utterly shocked, prompting Yang Yi to turn his head and look back. He saw Roman holding a light machine gun, stupefied, shouting, "This is my gun! This is my gun! This is my machine gun!"

If Yang Yi was just shocked before, now he was filled with fear.

Cleaner knowing the names of three out of four newly recruited members was one thing, but if he could also procure the exact weapons they had previously used without any alterations, then that was downright terrifying.

"How is that possible? Are you certain?"

"Nonsense! My own gun, look at the serial number, this is my gun!"

"My God, this is my rifle, this is my pistol..."

When Sergei also expressed his astonishment, Yang Yi turned his head back.

Indeed, this was Cleaner showing off, or rather, showcasing his power.