America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 398 - 211: Recycling

"Boss, are you not going?"

Sieg looked at the General Sect Leader showing no signs of getting into the car, which felt somewhat strange to him. Normally, the General Sect Leader was always keen to participate in these operations, why not this time? Was he starting to pull strings from behind the scenes?

"I’m not going this time, just in case you guys get caught by patrolling officers, I need to be free to use money to bail you out." Allen Zhang joked.

Sieg: "...?"

You just said there was no risk.

"Just kidding, what are you so nervous about."

Allen Zhang patted his shoulder and took a military tablet from the Jeep.

"After all, I’m a millionaire, the boss of our team. It makes no sense for me to go personally for a small business that involves just 200,000 US Dollars! People would think we have no one else to use."

Allen Zhang finished speaking and waved his hand, "You guys often train in the army, you should know how to connect to a private channel, right? The frequency is #***, the password is very simple, one zero followed by five eights, remember to wear your headset for real-time communication."

After speaking, he grabbed the tablet computer and turned to leave.

Sieg watched him silently, not saying anything, fastened his seatbelt, started the vehicle, turned the steering wheel, and sped out of the backyard, heading alone to the destination.

Allen Zhang found the technical director of Beggar Gang at the auto repair shop, instructed him not to disturb him for no reason, went straight upstairs, closed the room door, and opened the military tablet, activating the voice channel.

Sieg and Jason both put on headsets and connected to the central control channel, focusing on driving.

Allen Zhang put on his headset, monitored the GPS coordinates on the network system, and navigated the directions. The Jeep was heading towards 167 Tianlong Avenue in the affluent apartment area, and the van was exiting the city towards a suburban storage warehouse.

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"Can you hear me?"

Allen Zhang inquired in the channel.

Sieg answered, "Boss, I can hear you. I’m on my way to Tianlong Avenue and there are three traffic lights before I reach the destination."

Jason and Melvin said, "We’re on our way to the suburbs. We’re stuck in traffic right now."

Allen Zhang glanced at the real-time positioning map and switched the channel solely to Sieg’s: "Sieg, wear the hidden camera."

"I’ve already arrived at Tianlong Avenue." Sieg took out the security equipment’s hidden camera, wearing it on his chest, and the military tablet quickly showed the first-person view.

Sieg turned the steering wheel and parked the car on the roadside parking lot, then ran into an old white man who stretched out his hand asking for money, "Sir, parking here costs 2.5 US Dollars per hour."

"Why so expensive?" Sieg was a bit shocked.

Other places charge only 5 US Dollars for half a day; is your parking lot’s ground made of gold?

"Because this is a bustling area, the parking fee has always been like this. If you’re unwilling to pay, you can choose not to park here," the old white man said.

"OK, here’s 5 US Dollars, hold onto it, watch my boss’s car! I’ll be back to pick up the car soon!" Sieg reluctantly took out 5 US Dollars.

"Just knew you couldn’t afford such a luxury car," the old man chuckled. "Didn’t you steal it?"

After hearing that, Sieg clenched his fists. Who was this old man looking down on?

Immediately rebuked, "You are insulting a retired serviceman."

"A serviceman? I was one, too. I used to go in and out of Imperial Graveyard when I was still healthy and look at my arm now. After retirement, I still have to sweep streets and look after this parking lot," the old man, unyielding, rolled up his sleeves, revealing his bald elbow.

"..." Sieg was speechless and choked.

"Damn it, how has this country turned into such a mess. Just destroy it!"

Sieg, frustrated and unable to out argue the old man, reluctantly left the parking lot.

He quickly arrived at the target apartment location, bought some snacks and drinks at the convenience store, pretended to be a resting passerby, and sat on the bench to start staking out.

"Boss, there are a lot of home cameras around here..."

Sieg took a look around and noticed cameras at the apartment entrance and the adjacent parking lot.

"Couldn’t you just hack them? No one’s at home during the day anyway." Allen Zhang watched the first-person view with interest, as if playing an online game.

Sieg immediately took out the software provided by Blitz, idiot-proof operations, found nearby electromagnetic signal sources, and methodically cracked the cameras.

Glancing around to see no one, he quickly slipped into the underground garage with his backpack.

After some time, he found the silver Bentley parked in a corner.

Matching the vehicle information and confirming it was correct, he again took out a small tool made by Blitz from his backpack, mimicked the car key, tuned to the same frequency, and placed it on the car handle.

The next second, beep beep, not only the Bentley unlocked, but two nearby cars also unlocked.

"..." Is the signal strength that high?

Sieg didn’t look at the private cars next to him, feeling a bit guilty about acting alone. Those two cars were not within the target range, he opened the car door, sat directly in the Bentley, familiarized himself with the control panel and gears, and started the vehicle.

Skilfully reversing out of the garage, he stepped on the accelerator and left the parking garage.

"Boss, which street should I take to avoid the cameras?" Sieg began to ask for back-end support.

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