On the edge of Uriel City, in the Blue Helmet Camp, more than 300 Hua Xia employees were caught in the minibus.
When they set off, the two Mitsubishi off-road vehicles and three dump trucks were detained by the camp.
As for the valuable luggage and goods carried by the dump trucks, they were also looted.
The convoy lost a few cars and goods, but dozens of armed pickup trucks followed closely on both sides. On the pickup truck, dozens of soldiers armed with AK firmly stared at the CMB team around them with eyes like staring at prey.
The convoy moved toward the west. Inside the vehicles, the crowd became more crowded. At this time, they were worried and did not have any excitement to go home.
They were worried that the group of soldiers wandering around the minibus would raise their muzzles at any time.
Ambassador Yu Yong sat in the front car. In the past 24 hours, he did not get a minute of rest, let alone now. According to the last conversation with Ye Qing, Commander Phil was going to send them to the border.
Their Type 81 guns for self-defense had been confiscated. If those soldiers changed their minds halfway, they would have no chance to resist.
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The plain where the US dollars fell was called the Sten Plain. It was dry all year round, and even large plants could not grow there.
Several hours had passed since the two US dollar packages were dropped.
The two Il-76 had already disappeared, but they did not leave. Instead, they returned to the high altitude of 10,000 meters, and then hovered dozens of kilometers away from there.
The Peregrine Falcon's position was higher. Through the porthole, Dian Jing, who replaced Ye Qing, could see that the sun on the horizon had disappeared.
The sun was about to set, and the porthole was reflected in a golden light. On the other side of the porthole, the night had swept across the ground like a dividing line.
On the ground, four pickup trucks were dragging smoke from a distance.
The four pickup trucks went straight to the US dollar packages that fell on the ground. After more than ten minutes of running, they began to circle around the two US dollar packages like sharks that smelled blood. Then, they seemed to have received some orders, and they began to jump out of the vehicles and cut open the parachutes and waterproof tarps that served as the packages with hunting knives.
The group of black-skinned soldiers were not stupid. After opening the packages, they directly threw the bundles of US dollars into the pickup truck's compartment. By doing so, they could prevent the people who paid the ransom from tampering with the package.
They also roughly checked each stack of US dollars. It took them half an hour to throw all 100 million US dollars into the four pickup trucks.
At this time, night had already fallen.
The four pickup trucks turned on their headlights and retraced their steps.
The headlights of the pickup truck became the best reference point. An Ilyushin Il-76 quickly swooped down, and under the cover of the night, it began to descend two kilometers behind the pickup truck.
The first to be thrown out was a huge metal shuttle that was almost the height of an adult man. The front end of the metal shuttle was streamlined, while the rear end was thick. The cabin door opened, and the metal shuttle constantly cut through the air during its high-speed descent, making an ear-piercing sound.
Then came the second and third black metal shuttles.
The three shuttles whistled as they descended. When they were two hundred meters away from the ground, the parachutes popped out from their tails one after another.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The huge impact could not be completely resolved. After the metal shuttles landed, they were like chisels that were firmly nailed into the hard ground. Dust and smoke rose everywhere.
However, before the dust and smoke dissipated, the small animals around the metal shuttles were scared and fled. The metal shells on the top of the three metal shuttles cracked open and opened like a blooming lotus flower.
Three vultures flew out from the cracked metal shell.
They quickly flapped their wings and chased after the pickup truck team that was three kilometers away at a speed that was impossible for flesh and blood to achieve.
The second batch of metal objects that were dropped were two oval shaped metal objects.
They kept tumbling in the high-speed airflow, and finally relied on the parachutes and parachutes to balance the shells and finally hit the ground.
Accompanied by a small mechanical sound, the first oval metal object cracked open. A strange figure wearing a black cloak, whose head, hands, and feet were all hidden in the cloak, slowly stood up. The other object did not change at all.
It had no vitality, like a dead person that had just climbed from hell to the human world.
Its footsteps were full of power. Every time it stepped on the hard ground, it would always leave a mark similar to that of a tire.
It was a masterpiece of Dian Jing, the fifth-generation Watchman robot.
With the development of industrial technology in Monster Industries, from the first generation of robots to the current fifth generation. Between the two robots, both materials and internal structures had undergone innovative changes. The fifth-generation robot was the top technology that Monster Industries could provide at present. Its cost per unit had even soared to 300 million yuan.
This was the cost of materials!
To give a simple example, this fifth-generation Watchman robot was named "Avenger" by Ye Qing before the expedition. There were more than 20,000 extremely precise parts in the five fingers on the hand alone. In addition to the core mechanical movement structure, Dian Jing also integrated more than 12 kinds of sensing elements in its fingers. Among them, there were optical sensors, electrochemical sensors, spectrum monitoring, and so on.
Its shell could withstand continuous close range sweeps from assault rifles, but its weight was only one-third of ordinary steel.
Its important parts were equipped with imitation muscle armor, and even large-caliber sniper rifles could not penetrate it.
It could be said that the robot's balance control program alone was worth hundreds of millions of dollars for major technology companies, and this was not included in the cost of materials. When Dian Jing had nothing to do, she liked to use the supercomputer to run programs. Dian Jing had been fiddling with the robot's balance control program since half a year ago.
Its value was immeasurable, and it was the highest technological summary of Monster Industries.
Compared to the three fast-flying vultures, the Avenger robot seemed very leisurely.
It was hidden under a black cloak and slowly walked to the three vulture nests that had landed first. It waved its hand to cut off the parachutes, then pulled the nest from the ground and re-inserted it into the second oval metal object that had not bounced off the shell.
There were grooves on it, and four wheels were hidden at the bottom.
All the parachutes, including the oval object it was riding on, were also collected by the Avenger robot.
If it was daytime, one could see that these deceleration parachutes were painted dark brown, very similar to the color of the gravel on the ground.
Then, the Avenger robot wrapped these parachutes with camouflage functions around two oval metal objects. It cleverly used the irregular shape of the parachutes to transform them into inconspicuous large stones.
In the sky, the three vulture drones had already caught up with the pickup team.
The night camera clearly transmitted the scene below to the Peregrine Falcon in the higher sky.
Looking at the pickup below, the soldiers who were sitting in the compartment, excitedly twisting their bodies to celebrate the car full of US dollars, the corners of Dian Jing's mouth opened slightly, revealing a silent smile.
Behind the pickup truck fleet, the Avenger robot was dragging the two oval-shaped metal objects forward in a very strange, even terrifying and strange posture.
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