
~Someone POV~
"As per information. Eight trucks with the royal logo are on their way here."
"Good! Everyone prepare!"
I can't help but smile. And finally! Finally all my debts will be paid off after this! It's not just me. Everyone here is smiling. They must think the same as me.
The truck we were coming to finally. And the trucks stopped, checking the tires that were leaking because of the spikes we were spreading.
"Now! Attack!"
"OHHHH!!!!"
With a gun and a knife, everyone emerged simultaneously from the darkness, storming the stopped truck and pulling over.
"What?"
I aimed and shot the officer in the leg. Hahaha, finally the conscription imposed by this kingdom is useful also in my life.
While some paralysed the outgoing guards, the rest held the door and entered the driver's seat. In a short period of time, we managed to knock out all the logistics trucks and tie up the officers and driver.
We changed the tires of the truck and left the officer and driver in the middle of nowhere. Some people boarded the truck, the rest picked up a private vehicle that was hidden some distance from the road.
"Boss, the informant is already in the agreed place."
"Thankfully."
I stopped the truck and pulled over. Across, all private vehicles were following out of the way and stopped. When I got out of the truck and saw the parked vehicles, I realized that we had a lot of them. Ah, it's not important. What matters is the money.
I walked forward, to the one person standing next to the SUV.
"It seems you've succeeded. Can my partner check the truck contents?"
"Please."
One man got out of the car. He brought a computer and walked to the back of the truck. I don't know what he's doing, this truck that's locked with a password can open.
"How's it?"
"As pertain! 6 Trucks with food, drinks and electronics. The remaining 2 trucks contain the weapons and military equipment we need."
"Good!" The man in front turned the conversation to me. "According to the agreement, we will take the truck containing weapons and military equipment. All the money I promised was in this car. Please check."
I nodded and opened all the doors.in the car, there were dozens of suitcases. I counted the number of suitcases and then counted the number of people who came. The same!
I got out of the car and nodded. When I saw me nod, everyone immediately cheered.
"YEAH!"
They're all happy. Not just them. I am too. Eventually, in this way, all my debt will be paid off.
Actually, I was a little worried that this informant was lying and just wanted to frame us. If these informants are working with the black market, it's no surprise that they're trapping and selling our organs. Fortunately, this deal is not fake.
"good. Thank you for doing business with–"
"Sorry,"
Suddenly someone interrupted me from the crowd. Not just me, everyone looked to the source of the voice. I don't know him, of course. I mean, we were all gathered by this informant and given a gun. So, only this informant knows the figure of everyone here.
"What's wrong?"
"Can we just sell one truck of guns?"
"What?"
"Hey! That's right!"
"In that case, the money will be reduced by half!"
Everyone was shocked by the man's request. I was surprised too! Not just surprised! I was screaming too!
"Please shut up." The informant raised his hand. "Sorry, sir. But the deal is these 2 gun trucks are ours."
"Yes, I know the deal. However, after this, the police would definitely make a move. And, if we're fugitives, we need weapons to defend ourselves. We don't want to be taken into custody after our debts are paid."
"Yes, yes."
"Ah, I didn't think about it until then."
Ja. The man is right. After this, the police will definitely move. Just wait for time before our faces are plastered as fugitives.
"Despite having guns and fighting the police, you're still fugitives."
"Yes, he's right. At least we can defend ourselves."
"Yes!"
I looked at the informant. He scratched his chin, looking confused.
"But .. I promised to deliver two truckloads of guns tonight."
"How are you," I went in. My skills as a salesman should be usable. "Tonight you just bring 1 gun truck. If you are willing, we will make another attack at a later time. And by then you can pick up his gun truck for half the price."
"Half price yes ...."
This informant is still scratching his chin. Apparently, my offer is still not enough.
"A–"
"Shortly, let me consult the boss."
Informants take the phone and make calls. He walked back and forth with a bent body. It seemed that this informant was really afraid of his boss.
Informers. "Boss asks for a quarter of the price."
"Fourth yes ...."
I paused for a moment, thinking. If once attacked we could get two weapons trucks, then it would take two more attacks to be able to replace the weapons truck this time. However, we do not know when we can carry out this attack again.
"How about –"
"I suggest you don't bid anymore." The informant interrupted with his hand closing the microphone. "My boss is not a patient person. In fact, I'm surprised he's willing to let go of this truck for a quarter of the price."
"But" I can't lose. "The problem is, we don't know when we can strike again. We don't even know the truck's schedule."
"If it's just a schedule, I can give you more information."
"Hey, can I talk again?"
The man who suggested that we take the gun back asked for permission.
"Please."
"If I may know, how many times does a gun truck pass in a week?"
"Normally only once a month. However, since we are in a state of war, once a week."
"Then, how about this. A third of the price plus another truck, either food or electronics."
"I told you–"
"In exchange, you don't have to call us one by one. Let us organise and communicate ourselves. All you need to do is give that information to a few people and then determine the place of exchange. You don't have to bother collecting and explaining to all of us. You just accept to be."
"Hmm ..." the informant again scratched his chin. "Honestly, I've not dared to negotiate with my boss. However, if you have said you will organize yourself, which will ease the work, then I will agree. I'll tell the boss that you guys got a quarter. I'll take the shortcomings from the other trucks as you suggested. Already, huh? Agreed?"
"How, boss?"
The man looked at me. Not just the man, everyone looked at me.
Why is everyone looking at me? I'm not your boss. I'm just a guy trying to pay off a debt. However, I'm not sure they'll hear what I say. I was forced to take the position of boss.
"Well, we accept the deal."
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