"This is the team I've trained for you, led by Smithy, a former group leader at the coal mine.
They have no problem with basic shooting, and they're also skilled in hand-to-hand combat.
If you have no questions, then I'll take my leave first and help you take down the first coal mine.
Little Fatty told me that their defenses are extremely lax there, as if no one would choose to be an enemy of Tretov," the gang leader said.
Sergei nodded, his gaze fixed on Smithy whose broad shoulders and stout figure were telltale signs of his combat prowess.
Smithy looked up to Sergei with a respectful expression, full of admiration for him since he had increased their wages.
"Are we going to fight?" Smithy asked curiously, considering there were only 15 of them.
Sergei shook his head. With so few people, going there would be tantamount to seeking death, and he wouldn't do something so foolish.