America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 225 Bombing the Mountain Peak

Wearing a wireless headset and equipped with a hidden camera, Old Jack drove towards the summit of Paradise Gate. The rugged mountain road was visible from a first-person perspective, and he soon arrived outside the gate, parking his car at the entrance.

"Hey! What do you do?" The Heaven Gate militants on the lookout tower saw Old Jack and immediately shouted through the megaphone.

"What else can I do? Deliver goods, of course! Idiot!" Old Jack got out of the van, opened the door casually, and said impatiently, "I've already contacted your people, hurry up and come out to receive the goods."

"Wait a moment."

The militants on the lookout tower took out their walkie-talkies and contacted the people behind the scenes. They checked the information and confirmed the vehicle, and quickly received confirmation.

"Okay, you're on the Storm team? New here? I've never seen you before."

But there was no suspicion, after all, Old Jack's demeanor was unmistakable; he was clearly a ruthless bandit at first glance!

The militants activated the gate, the closed gate opened, and a person wearing glasses and a white coat walked out, accompanied by four or five militants.

Their appearances can be clearly identified even through the first-person perspective of the hidden camera.

The old man warmly shook hands with old Jack and introduced himself, "I am Dr. Jerry from Heaven's Gate. Sir, thank you for your outstanding contributions to human science! May you be guided by God and ascend to Heaven in the future."

Old Jack was speechless. The awful things you've done are worse than Satan himself, and you still dream of going to heaven?

And don't you believe in aliens and immortality?

"Okay. The goods are in the truck. You can carry them in yourselves. Do you need any help?" Old Jack said.

"No need, it's not convenient for outsiders to come and go here." Dr. Jerry waved his hand, and the armed men carried the Beggar Clan disciples, who were stuffed into sacks, inside.

"Can I pay the bill now?" Old Jack urged impatiently.

Dr. Jerry also took out $4000 and handed it to Old Jack, then asked with a puzzled look, "We ordered six people today, and two more teams should be delivering. Are they late? Your car looks like it was hit; was there some kind of accident?"

"How should I know? We're not in cahoots." Old Jack took the money, turned around and got into his car without saying a word, saying impatiently, "Transaction complete. I've taken care of the goods for you. Don't ask any more questions!"

Dr. Jerry watched the bread truck turn around and leave without saying anything, instead acknowledging that he was a professional.

He had seen many bad-tempered bandits like this. After all, apart from desperados, who would do business with them?

Blitz found the image information and was somewhat surprised. "This guy used to be an attending physician at a mental hospital. He was sentenced to 70 years in prison for torturing and electrocuting patients. Afterward, he continued to spread fear-mongering in prison. An Alabama court twice convicted him of the death penalty. Logically, he should have already been executed by drugs or gunshot. How did he end up here?"

"They must have been rescued. After all, Heaven's Gate needs lunatics like this." Zhang Ailun glanced at the other party's personal information. Apart from this doctor named Jerry, the others were all desperados and mercenaries.

The perspective shifts to the Beggars' Sect disciples. The armed men carried sacks to an underground warehouse and threw the people inside. Perhaps due to the trust in the transaction, they even skipped the body search.

After the Beggars' Sect disciples left, they untied the ropes from the sack and climbed out. Through the hidden camera, it could be seen that it was a cellar, and there were several hostages who were tied up and wearing hospital gowns.

He immediately reported to the leader through his headset: "Boss, everyone's here. There are more than a dozen people in total."

"Ask them if there are any other victims," ​​Zhang Ailun instructed.

The Beggars' Sect disciples went over to inquire about the situation, but they all looked like they were mentally impaired and couldn't speak.

Seeing the victims in such a terrible state, their first thought was the abuse of neurotoxins and drugs.

"Boss, they've definitely been drugged. We don't know exactly what kind of drug it is, but it's definitely something bad for the brain; they've lost all feeling in their bodies. It's probably to make dismemberment and cutting them up easier."

The Grand Master couldn't bear to see such human suffering. After confirming that the hostages had all become mentally impaired, he immediately ordered Blitz to start bombing mode!

Blitz hacked directly into their central network, destroyed the main equipment, and activated the drone swarm. Fifty drones took to the air and flew swiftly towards the mountain peak.

The militants on the lookout tower at the mountain camp were chatting idly when they suddenly heard a buzzing sound overhead. Looking up curiously, they immediately saw a large, dark mass of shadows flying over, flashing red and green lights.

They sensed something was wrong and quickly took out their walkie-talkies to report it.

"Alert! Unidentified flying object is approaching the camp! Initiate Level 1 alert immediately!! Alert! Unidentified flying object is approaching..."

Before the words were even finished, a drone carrying a clay detonator suddenly accelerated, reaching 100 km/h in 3 seconds, and crashed into the observation tower.

With a deafening roar, flames shot into the sky, and the armed men inside were blasted out like brick fragments.

Pieces of wood are scattered here and there, from the south to the north, and they can't even be pieced together properly.

Upon hearing the explosion outside, the militant's mind went blank for a moment. He glanced at the computer and other software displaying the red skull and crossbones logo, only to find that they were all malfunctioning!

What happened? They were hacked?

They quickly sounded the alarm, and the camp's sirens blared, emitting a mournful wail.

Hearing the alarm, the militants immediately organized themselves and ran out of the room. As soon as they stepped outside, they looked up and saw dozens of drones covering the sky. They were a little flustered and had no idea how they had provoked the mysterious enemy.

The militant leader at command immediately issued the order, "Open fire!! Shoot down those drones!! Find the mastermind behind them!!"

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!!

The militants opened fire, sweeping across the drones overhead with menacing force, firing bullets as if they were free.

They even pulled out a large-caliber machine gun, loaded it with ammunition, and fired it at the dense area in the sky!

However, their bullets were unable to accurately hit the drone, and they never expected to have to face such a monster one day. For a moment, they were all a little flustered.

Blitz activated a suicide attack mode, the drone's red light flashed, the motor revved to full speed, and it went into a suicidal mode, aiming for a one-time, no-return mission.

In an instant, dozens of drones descended from the sky, whizzing overhead and crashing into people in sight, bombarding the ground with deafening roars. Like missiles, they precisely locked onto their targets, blasting them away with a loud bang.

The militants, who initially responded aggressively, soon began to doubt their existence and started acting like headless flies, shouting and yelling incoherently.

The two people were running around haphazardly when a drone fell from the sky and crashed into them, exploding on the spot with a bang, helping them successfully cancel their accounts!

The researchers and members of the Heaven's Gate in the camp were startled by the horrifying noise outside. "What's going on? Why are they attacking us? Is it the FBI? That's impossible!"

"Doctor, Father!! This attack was premeditated! Our firepower can't hold it off, and we don't know the attackers' identities yet! The situation is urgent!" The militant leader rushed over quickly and reported the crisis.

"What should we do?" The priest of Heaven's Gate was taken aback and climbed off the naked girl. The other Heaven's Gate believers were also somewhat flustered.

"We can only pray to God for protection." The militant leader said earnestly, his eyes gleaming with fervor.

"WTF..." The priest was so anxious that he wanted to curse. Didn't I know whether God existed or not?

Hearing the loud explosions outside, I glanced out the lab window and saw a shouting militant running out when a dark toy fell from the sky and hit him. With a deafening roar, flames shot into the sky, and the man was instantly blown away!

The priest felt a chill run down his spine.

Oh my god!

He quickly pulled out his satellite phone, found the contact in his address book, and dialed the number. He said respectfully, "Hello?"

"Hello, Father, is there new cargo ready? Wait, why is there an explosion sound over there?" The person on the other end of the phone was initially very polite, then suddenly became suspicious, and then immediately became alert.

"My mountain camp has been attacked!!" the priest exclaimed in a panic. "We don't know who did it yet, but our business has been targeted. It's very likely the FBI!"

"..." There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

"I don't know what you're talking about, sir. You're in danger; perhaps you should call 911!"

The other person's tone turned cold, and they suddenly turned their back on you.

He hung up the phone immediately after saying that.

The priest was dumbfounded. He dialed again, only to find that he had been blocked.

"WTF!!"

The priest was so angry his nose was crooked, and he cursed, "Don't eat these pickled radishes! These filthy, stinking swamp creatures! They're such cowards, bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong. They always brag about how many connections they have and how powerful they are, but when trouble comes, they want to sever ties with us!"

"Father, we still have a Little Bird helicopter in our hangar. Perhaps we can leave in the Little Bird helicopter after their drone suicide bombing ends!" the militant leader suggested at the opportune moment.

Half a century later, the Little Bird helicopter has undergone a complete transformation in terms of power plant and rotor system, significantly improving its overall performance and laying a solid foundation for more effectively carrying out various special operations missions.

The most distinctive feature of the small bird is its teardrop-shaped fuselage, which is also known as the "flying egg." It can carry up to six soldiers at a time. It can also be equipped with a 7.62mm machine gun, a 30mm cannon, a 70mm rocket launcher, as well as TOW anti-tank missiles and Hellfire anti-tank missiles.

But these deadly things are basically useless in critical moments.

At most, they were only equipped with 7.62mm machine guns and 30mm cannons. Now they are also suffering from a lack of people to operate them, and they don't even know where the enemy is. Cell phone signals and radar have also been blocked.

Their mountain camp, which they were so proud of, with its superior geographical location that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, was now like a dumpling wrapped in a fire, completely isolated and helpless!

The bombing noise outside quickly subsided. The entire mountain camp looked as if a layer of soil had been plowed away, filled with smoke and gunpowder. The militants were basically all blown to pieces, and they were instantly killed if they showed their faces.

A drone, under control, crashed head-on into the gate, instantly shattering it into pieces and blasting the gate open.

The Beggars' Sect disciples, huddled in the cellar, trembled with fear. Hearing the explosions outside, they shook off the dust, crying out, "Boss! Don't let the explosions hit us!!"

Zhang Ailun explored the camp through the drone's camera footage and confirmed that the armed bandits had been basically wiped out. Only then did he let the Beggar Clan disciples take over the matrix radar and operate it manually with a joystick.

The drone swarm began infiltrating the warehouse and rooms, conducting a scramble to find survivors. Sure enough, they spotted the logistics staff and cooks huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.

Zhang Ailun grinned: "What are you looking at?!"

The forward gear lever was pushed all the way up, and the drone swooped in and crashed into it, exploding on the spot with a loud bang! The screen went completely black, and the connection was lost.

Soon the electromagnetic signal searched and connected to the image of the next drone.

The leader skillfully maneuvered the drone left and right, flying over the camp, and peered through the window at the several figures in white coats inside.

The leaders and priests of Heaven's Gate, who were fiercely debating their escape route, were spewing profanities and spittle everywhere when they suddenly felt a chill run down their spines.

Turning my head, I saw a black drone hovering outside the window, flashing red light, its ultra-high-definition 4K camera moving up and down, seemingly analyzing and locking onto their images.

"That guy is the priest of Heaven's Gate! And there are other Heaven's Gate followers."

Blitz identified the people present, making him arguably the true mastermind behind it all.

After hearing this, Zhang Ailun immediately accelerated to full speed, and the drone crashed headfirst into the glass. BOOM!!!

Oh my god!!!

A violent explosion rang out, sending shards of glass flying everywhere. The shards injured many believers, and the priest was so frightened that he screamed in terror.

"Quick! Get out of here in the little bird helicopter!! As long as we get out of here, I'll give you whatever money you want afterwards! I promise!!"

The priest hid in a corner, covered his head, and shouted for a long time, but no one answered.

Turning his head, he saw that the militant leader had a steel nail stuck in his forehead, piercing through his eye socket. Blood was flowing out, and he was convulsing on the ground, barely breathing.

"No!!! My God!!" The priest broke down, feeling as if his world had collapsed.

After bombing their hideout, Zhang Ailun immediately ordered his Beggars' Sect disciples to operate drones to storm in and surround them.

More than a dozen drones whizzed in through the window and hovered in the room, their ear-piercing buzzing sounds sending chills down everyone's spines.

The priest raised his hands and knelt on the ground. "I surrender! I surrender! Don't hurt us! For God's sake!"

Your God is so trivial.

Unfortunately, although the leader of the Grand Master really wanted to communicate with them, the cheap Thunderfire drone, which cost $199, did not have such an advanced option. Although the communication function was not high-tech, it was still an optional extra.

The drones chosen by the leader are all inexpensive and of good quality, purely consumables, only slightly better than handmade DIY products.

All he could do was notify the Beggars' Sect disciples in the cellar to go out and control the situation.

Upon receiving the news, the Beggars' Sect disciples immediately pried open the door lock, crawled out of the cellar, picked up a Benelli M1 Super 90 tactical shotgun and an M177 5.56mm assault rifle from the ground, and quickly went to the laboratory.

"Don't move! Hands up!!"

"Okay, okay! We won't move! We surrender!"

When the priest saw someone coming, he paused for a moment, and then cooperated by putting his hands behind his head.

The other believers didn't even dare to breathe loudly, cowering on the ground.

Dr. Jerry was incredulous. "Are you the cargo that was transported here before? Are you the CIA? Or the FBI?"

"Don't ask so many questions, just be honest," the Beggar Clan disciple replied.

"What have we done to offend you that you're bombing and attacking us like this! What good does it do you? Is it for money?"

The priest also felt apprehensive and uneasy.

"Old man, save your energy, our boss will be here soon." The Beggar Clan disciple scoffed.

(End of this chapter)