Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 288 This mountain was contracted by Kassel
The Rocky Mountains extend from Columbia, Canada in the north to New Mexico in the United States in the south.

It runs more than 4800 kilometers from north to south and is known as the "backbone" of North America.

In the north-central part of New Mexico, at the foot of the Holy Blood Mountain, many uninvited guests came today.

A uniformly painted black off-road vehicle drove in tandem on the road, and the World Tree logo was painted on the body.

There are also several helicopters hovering in the air, escorting the convoy.

"According to the map, there should be an aboriginal village ahead. After passing that village, you can see the road into the mountain."

Ye Sheng introduced Lu Mingfei and the others.

Their car was second, with Schneider's car in front.

In order to avoid accidents, Angers directly sent the head of the executive department to sit in charge.

They quickly saw the distant view of the aboriginal village. The distinctive mud houses were built up to four or five stories like building blocks, and a yellow bell tower stood in the center of the village.

The village, called the Taos Indian Village, was founded in the late 13th century and is one of the longest continuously inhabited settlements in the United States.

It was included in the "World Heritage List" by UNESCO in 1992, and is known as "the first living World Heritage Site".

Of course, Lu Mingfei and the others had no interest in visiting the world heritage.

But today's Taos Village does not seem to welcome them to pass by.

The locals in traditional costumes were all gone, and hundreds of strong white men in suits and ties blocked the entrance of the village.

In the village, there are more people in suits looming under the cover of buildings.

The convoy stopped and Schneider got out wearing a portable respirator.

He coughed a few times, then straightened his back and walked forward.

Those strong white men also separated from the formation, and an old man in a robe walked out from the crowd.

"This is the holy mountain of Mormonism, outsiders are forbidden to enter."

The old man said preemptively.

"I remember the ownership here was returned to the Taos people in 1970."

Schneider said blankly.

"That's the decision of the US government, and it has nothing to do with us. Taos people have our permission to live here, but you can't."

The old man's voice was gentle, but his attitude was very arrogant.

"Isn't the base camp of Mormonism in Utah? When did the hand reach out to New Mexico?"

Schneider asked.

"This has always been a holy place for Mormons, where our prophet met Christ who appeared to him and gave him the holy blood."

The old man told the legend recorded in the classics.

"I don't know much about religion, but I'm pretty good at history. I remember this was supposed to be Indian land all along."

Schneider said.

"The Lord gave His people the land of the heathen, that we may multiply and spread His glory throughout the earth."

The old man said calmly.

"who are you?"

Schneider asked.

"I am Jeffers, one of the twelve prophets of Mormonism."

The old man introduced himself.

The Twelve Prophets are the highest authority in Mormonism, corresponding to the Twelve Apostles of Christ.

The highest leader of the Mormon Church is the Great Prophet, also known as the Chief Prophet.

"Prophet Jeffers, it's an honor to meet you."

Schneider extended his hand friendly and shook hands with him.

"It's an honor to meet you too, Minister Schneider."

Jeffers responded politely.

"you know me?"

"We have learned something about Kassel College, and we also know a little about Minister Schneider's reputation."

Jeffers replied.

"Very well, then I'll get straight to the point."

Schneider nodded.

"I don't know if it was the letter reported to you by the guys from the North American Mixed Race Alliance, but now, this mountain has been contracted by Kassel."

"Give you 10 minutes to roll away, or leave the body on your holy mountain."

His body hunched again, looking like a dying terminally ill patient.

But Schneider's voice was even colder, like the white snow on the holy mountain in the distance.

"It's you who should get out, unbelievers."

Jeffers' voice also cooled down.

Countless men in suits came out from all directions, holding various firearms in their hands.

"The situation is a bit troublesome."

Ye Sheng frowned.

"Is the Mormon religion very powerful?"

Chu Zihang asked curiously.

"That's not true. Didn't you sign the Abraham Blood Pact? We can't kill ordinary people. Most of the people on the opposite side should not be of mixed race."

Ye Sheng explained.

"Isn't it okay to fight back?"

"The judging criteria are very strict, and there are too many people on the other side. It will be very difficult to pass the elders' meeting when the time comes."

Ye Sheng shook his head.

The Council of Elders is the highest authority of the Secret Party. Although Angers is the leader, he cannot violate the final resolution made by the Council of Elders.

The hybrids who violated the Abrahamic blood contract were usually imprisoned on small islands in the South Pacific until they died of old age.

"Then let me come."

Chu Zihang stretched his hand to his waist.

"No need, Minister Schneider should have a solution."

Ye Sheng comforted him.

Schneider does have a way, and his way is to shake people.

"Manstein, let these oblique believers wake up."

he said into the phone.

In the central control room on the second floor of the library, Manstein was standing in front of a giant 3D projection, and a 5-meter-high virtual earth was suspended in front of him.

As long as he waved his hand gently, the earth would quickly turn to the position he wanted to look at.

It feels like the Creator God is playing with his creations, and no one can not enjoy the pleasure of being in power.

Except Manstein.

Seven or eight red lights flickered on the surface of the faint blue "earth" at the same time, and alarms sounded one after another.

The click of the keyboard, the hiss of the printer, and the click of the cipher machine made his head explode.

As many as seventy experts and interns work here, and each of them faces several terminals at the same time.

Human voices and machine voices cover each other, and Norma's voice also sounds from time to time.

No matter day or night, this control room has this atmosphere, which is even more frustrating than an overcrowded kindergarten.

As the college's treasurer, Manstein has served as a rotating professor more times than anyone else, which makes him more painful than others.

And today, he has extra work to deal with.

"understood."

Manstein hung up the phone angrily.

"Sell Bonneville Radio."

"Spreading the Beneficio Contract Fraud Scandal."

"Prohibited items are placed in the stone fruit company's export shipments."

One order after another was issued from his mouth, and then executed one by one by the financial experts, the executive department commissioner, and Norma.

Ten minutes later, Manstein texted Schneider.

"nailed it!!!"

He used three exclamation points to express his resentment that he was alone.

A zombie-like smile appeared on Schneider's face, and then quickly retracted.

"You can call now."

He said to Jeffers.

(End of this chapter)