With their passes, the three of them arrived at a warehouse. There were five people waiting inside. Next to them, there was a moving cart with six sealed boxes on it.
Upon seeing them, the person on the moving truck asked eagerly, "How did it go?"
"Everything went smoothly!"
"All three stamps have been stamped." The person holding the pass smiled proudly. "The third stamp, the person at the guard post even wished us a happy holiday. What an idiot."
"The third stamp was stamped at the guard post? Is the person over there Lu Yan? "Someone sitting at the side suddenly asked.
"I don't know, he was wearing a work uniform and I couldn't see what he looked like." The person holding the pass recalled. "Anyway, he sounded quite young."
"He didn't make things difficult for you?" the person asked again. "Lu Yan was talkative and would ask questions sometimes."
"He didn't make things difficult for us, he only wished us a happy Memorial Day. Isn't Lu Yan's wife in the hospital? If it was him, it's understandable that he wasn't in the mood to ask questions today. "
"It doesn't matter if it's Lu Yan or not, as long as there's no problem with the stamps." The leader took out a mini scanner and scanned the stamp.
The stamp on the pass was not obvious after it was stamped. Only when it was scanned by a special scanner would it light up. These three stamps were their keys to board the transport plane.
Seeing the three lit up stamps on the pass, the few of them relaxed.
"Alright, all three stamps have been stamped. Nothing is missing."
"Are we leaving now?"
"Let's go. It's probably Memorial Day and no one is inspecting the mining area. Let's hurry!"
"I wonder what the union will think when they find out that eight miners are missing. Hehehe. "
"What's the big deal about eight miners? It'll be interesting when they find out that five tons of Baiji ore are missing after Memorial Day."
Five tons of A-grade power ore was not a lot in the entire mining area, but it was definitely not a small amount either. It was not a statistic that could be easily erased. There would probably be a group of people who would be stunned by this news.
"Let's ask around if there's anything unusual," the leader said to the person on the moving truck after keeping the pass.
They had not only relied on the eight of them to steal the ore, they had also relied on an insider.
This was the result of their six months of hard work.
"Everything is normal. There are no unusual movements around," the person on the box replied.
"Bring the items and act according to the plan. Retreat!"
All eight of them changed into miners' uniforms and left the warehouse with their belongings.
Baiji spaceport.
After showing all sorts of identification to the airport guards, the eight of them successfully arrived at the airport. It was relatively empty today, probably because there were not many people coming and going because of Memorial Day.
They brought the trucks to a transport ship. The ores mined from the mines they belonged to would be sent to this transport ship. The transport ship would then fly out of the planet and enter the transport ship to unload the goods.
However, as long as they successfully boarded the transport aircraft, there would be no problems.
Under the watchful eyes of the guards, they appeared very calm as they brought the trucks and the goods on them to the transport plane.
The leader took out his pass and swiped it at the boarding gate.
"Du —"
A dull electronic sound rang out, and a crimson 'Stop' symbol popped up.
No entry!
The eight of them tensed up and glanced at the guards not far away. There were even more people staring at them.
The leader's muscles tightened, but his expression remained calm. "Maybe not all of them."
This time, he held the pass and let the place where the stamp was facing the scanning port to ensure that all three stamps were scanned.
"Du —"
Another dull electronic sound rang out, and the crimson 'Stop' symbol stung their eyes.
"What... What's going on?"
One of them asked in a trembling voice. He had already seen the guards heading over.
The eyes of the person on the other side of the truck sharpened. He had already quietly reached for the gun hidden in his mining uniform. He was prepared to force open the hatch at any moment, but that would inevitably result in a firefight with the guards.
Beads of perspiration formed on the leader's forehead. He gritted his teeth and scanned his pass at the scanning port again.
"Du —"
A green 'Allow entry' symbol popped up.
They had never felt that this beeping sound was so pleasing to the ear. It was like the sound of nature coming to their rescue.
Rubbish system! The few of them cursed in their hearts.
Scanning three times only to see it. If it wasn't a rubbish system, what was?! Baiji military district was so rich now. Why didn't they upgrade their scanning system?! They were so scared that they thought they were about to engage in a bitter battle!
It was a false alarm. As they watched the hatch open, their tense muscles relaxed, and a relaxed smile appeared on their faces.
Success!
They prepared to board the truck, but when the hatch was fully opened, the smiles on the faces of the eight of them froze.
On the other side of the hatch, eight warriors wearing dark-gray kinetic exoskeleton mecha armor were standing guard. The mecha armor glowed with a cold luster, and pitch-black muzzles were aimed at the eight of them.
The eight of them: "…"
Had they … been discovered?
Why were there mecha warriors here?
Weren't these used to deal with terrorists and beasts?
I just wanted to steal some ore! They actually sent mecha warriors over!
Did they have nowhere to use their resources?
Why use a butcher's knife to cut a chicken!
The fingers of the leader holding the pass were trembling. His face was deathly pale, and his back was drenched in cold sweat.
Disappointment, despair, despair, and a chill ran down his spine.
What should they do now?
Throw a bomb?
They had brought along small bombs that were easy to carry and could not be easily discovered. However, the destructive power of these portable bombs would be nothing to the opponent with the full protection of the kinetic exoskeleton. On the other hand, they might all be wiped out.
Furthermore, they were not terrorists. They did not have the courage to perish together. They were still afraid of death.
They did not even dare to touch their guns. They had done a background check on Baiji military district, so they knew very well how callous the mecha warriors, who were known as military weaponry, were. They had never wanted to provoke them. But they had never imagined that such a military weapon would be used on them.
Trying to touch a gun? Perhaps the opponent would open fire before their hands even touched the gun.
Just the kinetic combat rifle in the opponent's hands could dismember them with one shot, the kind that would tear them into pieces.
Faced with a "bull's knife," these few "chickens" who had stolen ore were trembling in fear. They simply did not have the courage to resist.
The moment they were handcuffed, they did not understand. What exactly had gone wrong?
They had spent half a year figuring out the route, formulating a plan, clearing the way, and obtaining all sorts of travel documents. Today's operation had been very smooth, and they had also obtained the pass. All that was left was the final step. Why were they stuck here?
A flying transport landed behind them. The one who alighted was Major General Edmund, the person in charge of the mining area near the base.
Seeing the other party's knife-like gaze, the eight men's faces were ashen.
Under Edmund's cold gaze, he suppressed his surging anger. His voice was practically squeezed out from between his teeth. "Bring them back. Don't disturb the festivities."
The people beside him understood and gagged the eight men.
These eight men had come and left quietly without causing a stir. The entire base seemed to be the same as usual. Nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
Edmund did not bother with the eight men anymore. He walked over. The guards had already opened up the boxes on the transport truck.
"It's grade A power ore, Baiji ore. Five tons. It's all here," the spaceport guard captain said.
"Stealing so much. You sure have guts." Edmund's tone was calm, but anyone could sense the anger he was suppressing beneath his calm tone.
Edmund had been having dinner with his family. After being stationed on planet Baiji for so many years, this was the first Memorial Day for his entire family to reunite. Coupled with his promotion and bright future, Edmund was very happy today and had even drunk a little.
The moment Edmund received Fang Zhao's message, it was as if someone had thrown a block of ice at the back of his neck. He was startled. His happy mood faded, and he sobered up.
Five tons of grade A power ore might not be considered a lot, but this was grade A power ore! And it should be of decent quality. Preliminary estimates put the total value at more than 10 billion!
Edmund did not dare bear the consequences of losing 10 billion worth of power ore!
It was rare for him to seize the opportunity to climb to his current height and occupy a lucrative position. Many people wanted to drag him down. If something happened, all his ambitions would be cut short because of the disappearance of these five tons of power ore!
Luckily, it had been stopped in time!
After Edmund had taken inventory of the power ore, he reported the situation to Shanta. This emergency capture had been personally arranged by Shanta. Without Shanta's approval, the base's mecha operators could not be mobilized.
For Shanta, he had to use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken! Only then would it be convenient to carry out the rest.
"Did anyone else get alarmed?" Shanta asked.
"No. Everything else is normal. No one noticed anything," Edmund replied.
"That's good."
Shanta did not want to cause a commotion, not because he did not want to disturb the festivities on Memorial Day, but because he did not want to inadvertently alert the enemy. For these eight people to be able to smuggle so much power ore out so smoothly, there was definitely more to it than just one or two days of planning.
Usually, some mining companies that worked with them would steal a few pieces while transporting the power ore. Shanta could not be bothered to fuss about it. If he really did investigate, it would consume even more manpower and resources. As long as the other party did not go overboard, Shanta would turn a blind eye.
But the nature of this incident was completely different. Furthermore, to steal so much at once, did they think he, the commander, was dead?!
"Investigate!"
The enraged Shanta let out a rare bellow.
After Shanta ended the call, he was still panting heavily. His eruption of anger had not subsided. He sat in his office, pondering how he could use this incident to get rid of a bunch of sneaky thieves.
However, when he thought of Edmund's report, Shanta became curious again.
Unable to suppress his curiosity, Shanta contacted Fang Zhao.
"How did you discover that there was a problem with them?" Shanta asked.
"I heard it," Fang Zhao replied.
"Heard it again?" Shanta recalled the online evaluations of Fang Zhao's "Diting" and "godly ears."
"Listen, look. Heartbeat, breathing, and body movements can all reflect the other party's emotions. When those three approached the duty booth, they were nervous, guilty, and their emotions fluctuated a few times. Furthermore, there was a high possibility that they were carrying weapons of mass destruction, "Fang Zhao explained.
Actually, there was no need to listen. When those three approached, Fang Zhao's intuition, honed from the Period of Destruction, had already determined that there was a problem with them. However, he would not say this to outsiders.
"So you stamped an expired stamp."
The stamp would be changed every few days, but other people did not know about this. All they knew was that three stamps could allow passage.
After the three had left, Fang Zhao had immediately sent a message to Major General Edmund to explain the matter. After Edmund had investigated and discovered that there were indeed problems with the records, he had reported to Shanta.
When the eight people who had stolen the ore had tried to swipe their passes at the transport aircraft, they had not succeeded the first two times because the stamp was wrong. Of the three stamps, the first two were correct, but the third was wrong. They had not been able to form the correct pass code and had naturally been stopped. As for the third success, it had actually been the internal control of the transport aircraft.
"This time, it's all thanks to you! I'll record down your contributions. "
Rewards and punishments were clear. This matter could not be considered major, but it was not minor either. After all, the value of the case exceeded 10 billion. Shanta had recorded down another merit for Fang Zhao.
After ending the call, Shanta flipped through Fang Zhao's military service file out of curiosity. He saw the column for "military service contributions." It was filled with a few pages of all sorts of merits, big and small. When his military service was over, making an exception and raising his rank would not be a problem.
Impressive!
So many temporary military service personnel, and only Fang Zhao had appeared. What a pity. Why did he take it so hard and choose to dabble in art?
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