"Did you have contact with them initially?" Li Yu asked.

"We did have contact, exchanging supplies with each other. When the Motorcycle Gang arrived, we were in the process of forming a resistance alliance, but... before we could fully organize, they attacked..."

At this point, Zhong Chuchu suddenly became a bit somber.

After two seconds, she lifted her head and said, "Honestly, if we had united with other forces sooner, perhaps the Motorcycle Gang wouldn't have been able to defeat us one by one. But the reality is that even in life-and-death situations, people still weigh pros and cons, sigh..."

Zhong Chuchu's mood was somewhat low, but Li Yu didn't have the time to console her.

He studied the map closely; until now, they still didn't know the total number of the Motorcycle Gang.

They only knew that Oil City's numbers were over three hundred.

This feeling of not knowing the enemy's exact strength made Li Yu very uneasy.

Li Yu took two deep breaths, then stood up and looked out the window.

"Tiezi, do you see any sign of the enemy?" Li Yu asked Li Tie beside him.

Li Tie shook his head, indicating that he hadn't seen anything yet.

On the other side, Third Uncle removed his helmet, took a tomato from a canvas bag, and wiped it with a cloth, appearing very relaxed.

"Xiao Yu, it's getting late now.

I think they have walkie-talkies. If that Zhao Lao San comes over later, after we deal with him, let's immediately take Oil City. Besides, when we attack Oil City, there are bound to be reinforcements from the Motorcycle Gang's base. We need to allocate our people; those attacking Oil City and those blocking the reinforcements must be arranged in advance."

Third Uncle took a bite of the tomato and spoke to Li Yu.

Tomato juice oozed out; homegrown tomatoes really had a rich flavor.

Hearing this, Li Yu pondered for a few seconds, then nodded, "Alright, Third Uncle, I'll handle the ambush. You take the team and conquer Oil City."

He was actually a bit restless; his murderous intent towards Guan Zhongjin, the enemy, was hard to suppress.

If something unexpected happened at Oil City, Guan Zhongjin would likely come to help, and he could finally settle the score with this enemy.

Third Uncle took another bite of tomato and muttered, "No problem."

Suddenly, Li Tie shouted to everyone, "They're coming, they're coming, it should be them."

According to Zhong Chuchu, the Motorcycle Gang had a distinctive sign— a devil's banner hanging at the front of their vehicles.

Li Yu leaned forward and looked at the enlarged screen, spotting the banner and realizing that Big Camphor Tree Base still didn't have its own emblem.

Seems like they would need to create one once back.

Upon seeing these vehicles appear, Li Yu immediately contacted Luo and the others lurking at the front, instructing them to stay alert and not to prematurely expose themselves.

Everyone stay vigilant.

....

The leading vehicle, bearing the devil's banner, was heavily modified; originally just an ordinary construction truck, its height was increased by a meter. Additionally, it was equipped with protruding steel spear spikes in all four directions, giving it a porcupine-like appearance from a distance.

The other vehicles behind it were somewhat similar but not as excessively modified.

On the vehicles.

Zhao Lao San rubbed his face, driving the vehicle. For a member of the Motorcycle Gang, driving was a badge of honor.

And on his vehicle, a man stood in the center, with a light machine gun fixed at the front.

On both sides, two people each held a Molotov Cocktail in one hand and a spear in the other.

Seeing the vehicle's machine gun, Li Yu's expression shifted slightly. No wonder this Motorcycle Gang expanded so quickly in such a brief time; their firepower was also formidable.

So he immediately ordered Luo to bring out the tank for use later. Meanwhile, he instructed Xiao Jun and the others to ready the Rocket Launchers.

With heavy firepower, there's no need for close combat.

4 kilometers, 3 kilometers, 2 kilometers, ....

He watched as a dozen vehicles slowly approached, getting closer and closer.

Soon.

The dozen or so vehicles entered the encirclement, and Old Bi immediately contacted Li Yu: "Director Li, should we take action now?"

Li Yu furrowed his brow and told Old Bi, "Cut off their escape route. They have a light machine gun; don't underestimate these people."

Having said that, he instructed Luo to maneuver the hidden tank onto the road, targeting the central construction truck.

The tank slowly drove out from behind the building, creating a loud noise.

The long barrel aimed at the dirt truck ahead.

The encirclement they set up spanned just a couple of kilometers along this road.

Once the Motorcycle Gang entered the encirclement, it would only take a minute or two to reach Li Yu's location.

Zhao Lao San spotted a tank suddenly appearing three hundred meters away, blurting out a curse, "Oh shit!"

He slammed on the brakes, planning to turn and retreat immediately.

The sides of the road were originally farmlands, now overgrown with weeds, with a one-meter-wide ditch filled with flowing water between the road and the fields.

"Take action!"

As Li Yu's words fell, the tank's barrel fired a bomb.

Boom!

The tank, armed with a 122 howitzer, exerted tremendous power.

On top of the tank sat Xiao Ding, gripping the machine gun equipped on the tank tightly.