Lipiah, the port of Missurata.

A soldier from the Western Conference walked towards an American Hummer military vehicle, came to the car window and knocked on it, saying, "Boss, the ship is here."

Gross got out of his car and looked towards the port. A huge cargo ship was already by the port. The ship would dock here for a day before leaving. The final destination was to arrive in Western Europe, a merchant ship.

Gross snapped his fingers and waved his hand, and dozens of heavy trucks drove into the unloading dock in a mighty manner.

After a moment, Gross opened the major communication channels: "All units should be careful and keep alert."

At the same time, a private house in the distance was focusing on the freight terminal with a telescope. Horizon Safety Company dispatched more than 300 people this time, which attracted the attention of many forces.

This brought together almost all members of Horizon Security in North Africa.

Everyone knows that Horizon Security is a modern version of the "escort agency". It is possible to dispatch so many people, which shows that the goods escorted this time must be priceless.

Of course, it has also aroused the coveting of many forces.

At this moment, a total of 83 containers were unloaded from the cargo ship, and a heavy truck was allocated a standard container, with dozens of tons of cash and US dollars inside.

Three of the containers were loaded with physical gold, with a total of 73 tons of physical gold.

Everyone present, except for the Bionic Man No. 8 Gross, who knew what was in the cargo box, didn't know anything.

Heavy trucks carried containers out of the freight terminal, and everything was moving forward safely.

But just as the 67th container was towed to the transport truck, the crane operator's mistake caused the cover container to tip over and hit the ground heavily, and it was so fun.

"Boss, something happened."

Gross received the news and went straight to the scene. At this moment, the people present stared at the gold bricks scattered all over the floor at the tail hatch of the container. Unfortunately, the container was loaded with real gold.

There is also a small part of cash and US dollar bills, but it is relatively common to say that it is a small part. In fact, there are several tons of cash, all of which are 100 yuan bills, and a little more than a ton is 100 million US dollars.

At this moment, a liaison officer sent by the local warlord stood on the left of Gross, his eyes lowered tightly against the gold and US dollars on the ground, and his heart was beating wildly.

Is it that all these cargo boxes...

Bang!

A sudden sound of gunfire woke everyone in the port. Several mercenaries here subconsciously looked in the sound. The scene he saw was that Gross' hand pointed at the liaison officer sent by the local warlords, and the liaison officer's head had been opened by a bullet.

He fell to the ground in response.

"Control the port, all units are ready to fight, any intruders will be killed directly and continue to transfer." Gross's face was cold and decisive. He put away his guns and left the place with calm and determined steps, heading towards his Hummer car.

At the same time, all the mercenaries reacted and acted very quickly.

In less than fifteen minutes, all the local warlords in the port were captured or killed, and the entire port was controlled.

"Where to go? If you want to survive, load the remaining cargo boxes immediately." A mercenary rushed to a crane control room at the dock and pointed the gun directly at the operator inside.

"Don't kill me, I'll do as I do, please don't kill me." The operator was so scared that he shivered, and honestly returned to the driver's seat, and began to unload the goods tremblingly.

At the same time, in the houses in the distance, some people immediately called out after seeing the pictures of gold and US dollars scattered on the ground.

Nearby forces soon began to assemble troops and rushed towards this side. This was a temptation to the gold and US dollar bills in the container and had almost no resistance.

...

Gross came to his Hummer car, his face was expressionless, and even the adjutant next to him was a little weak, which was his character.

Gross set up a unique signal transmitter and sat in the Hummer. He didn't say a word, but the signal in his mind had been sent out through the transmitter.

Fortunately, I made a preparation plan and this batch of goods was too expensive.

Trucks were parked along the way back to the branch camp. There was nothing else in the car, and it was a swarm drone produced by Lyle binary. After receiving the order, the personnel here immediately went to the rear of the car and opened the door, and the slide rails were automatically extended inside.

I saw drones take off and rush into the sky...

...

Missurata Harbour.

All the rebels were killed, and those who gave up resisting were tied up and watched them concentrate.

About two hours later, the remaining containers were finally unloaded, and the gold and US dollars scattered all over the land were recycled.

Gross did not leave any souvenirs. At his order, more than 300 people got on the bus, and more than 100 convoys of heavy trucks, military transport vehicles and Hummers formed a long dragon and left the port of Missurata in a mighty manner.

The dust rising in the desert is spectacular.

In front of the convoy, Gross was in the co-pilot position of one of the Hummer military vehicles. He didn't say a word and was extremely calm. For the people under his command, he was used to the calmness of his boss.

They didn't know that as bionics, Gross, would not be in a hurry, nor would he get angry or panic, and even if he showed it, he would pretend.

But it also made the people below even more awe.

An hour and a half later, a voice came from the public frequency communication channel: "Boss, the picture from the unmanned reconnaissance plane shows that there are a large number of enemies approaching, unknown, but there should be several groups of people."

Obviously, the news here has spread, and some nearby forces have arrived as soon as they smelled blood.

It is estimated that there are nearly four or five thousand people.

Gross said calmly: "All units should be careful, move forward at full speed, don't worry about them, there will be something to clean up them."

The convoy continued to move forward, and at the same time, many figures appeared on both sides of the road, screaming everywhere, and basically all the AK in his hands.

Da da da da da!

Suddenly, the forces around, those holding AK guns, regardless of whether the range is enough, were shocked, and some people shot directly into the sky.

The formation was very intimidating, but the mercenaries in the convoy were calm and did not panic because the number of opponents was more than ten times that of their own. They were just preparing to fight. The snipers in the team were already in place and were looking for a leader.

"Chang Chong, rush, full of gold, full of US dollars!!"

“Oh oh oh”

In the desert, thousands of people were coming towards the complete encirclement, and some off-road vehicles were racing in the crowd.

These people had no idea that more than two thousand swarm drones carrying air-to-ground missiles were hovering above their heads, just as they were about 2 kilometers away from the convoy...

The entire terrain picture of Gross' "consciousness" has appeared. As soon as his "mind" moves, the brain chip issues instructions to transmit them through the launcher. In the group of drones hovering above the sky, more than 300 drones immediately launch missiles when they receive the instructions based on the coordinate information they receive.

More than three hundred flames appeared in the sky. The forces on the ground, and the old buddies holding AK saw the sudden appearance of the scene in the sky, subconsciously slowed down their charge.

But it only takes three seconds for them to hesitate.

The next scene is...justice from heaven.

“oh,sh*t…”

A mercenary in a Hummer in the convoy was shocked to see the scene outside. In this round of bye-to-ground strike, one-third of the enemies were basically gone.

Another mercenary sitting next to him said blankly: "When I served in the Marine Corps, I participated in the Sea Bend War and never enjoyed such explosive air support."

"Hey, times have changed, man. Enjoy the violent aesthetics created by high-tech."

These mercenaries who lived a life of licking the knife have long been numb to the scene outside. They are stumbling in this land, either killing the enemy or being killed by the enemy.

This scene also had a deterrent effect on these mercenaries. They realized the huge gap between their weak power and large institutions. The treatment of the horizon far exceeded the industry level. They just kept the generous treatment and worked hard. With such strong air support, the survival rate also increased greatly.

Mercenaries live a life of licking their swords, but it doesn’t mean they are really not afraid of death. Everyone wants to live and live better.
Chapter completed!