America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 440 - 225 Bombing the Mountain Peak_3

The bombing outside quickly died down, throughout the mountain peak camp, it was as if a layer of earth had been brutally plowed away, with smoke swirling, and the smell of gunpowder lingering. The armed militants were pretty much all blown apart, showing their faces meant instant death.

A drone slammed head-on into the main gate under remote control, instantly disintegrating and blasting open the gate.

The Beggar Gang Disciples hiding in the bunker were also shivering, as they listened to the booming sounds outside, dust falling around them, "Boss! Don’t get us bombed too!!"

Allen Zhang, through the drone’s camera feed, scoped out the camp, confirming that the armed bandits were mostly wiped out, then let the Beggar Gang Disciples take over the matrix radar to manually operate it through the joysticks.

The drone swarm began to sneak into warehouses and rooms for a ground-level search for survivors, and sure enough, they spotted logistic personnel and chefs cowering and trembling in corners.

Allen Zhang flashed a grin: "What are you looking at!!"

Pushing the joystick to the max, the drone zoomed forward and self-destructed on the spot with a loud bang as it hit its target! The screen went black, losing connection.

Electromagnetic signals quickly reconnected to another drone’s feed.

The General Sect Leader controlled the drones skillfully, darting left and right, flying through the camp, staring through windows at the figures in white lab coats inside.

The leaders of Heaven’s Gate and the Priest who were feverishly discussing escape plans, spitting furiously, suddenly felt a chill down their spines.

Turning their heads, they saw a dark drone hovering outside the window, with red lights flashing, its ultra-clear 4K camera adjusting up and down, seemingly analyzing and locking on to their faces.

"That guy is the Priest of Heaven’s Gate! And other followers of Heaven’s Gate."

Blitz identified the identities of the people present, indeed the real masterminds behind the scenes.

After hearing this, Allen Zhang immediately revved up the speed, and the drone smashed right into the glass. Bang!!!

"Oh my god!!!"

A loud explosion followed, glass shards flew everywhere, the shrapnel causing many followers to get injured, and the Priest was frightened so much he yelled and screamed.

"Quick! Take the little bird helicopter and get out of here!! As long as we can leave this place! I’ll give you whatever amount of money you want afterward! I agree to it all!!"

The Priest crouched in the corner, screaming his head off for a long time, but no one responded.

Turning his head, he found the leader of the armed militants with a steel nail stuck in his forehead, which had pierced through his eye socket, blood flowing unstoppably, twitching on the ground, gasping more than breathing.

"No!!! My God!!" The Priest broke down emotionally, feeling as if his whole sky had collapsed.

After bombing their hiding place, Allen Zhang immediately called the Beggar Gang Disciples to operate the drones and swarm in, surrounding them.

A dozen drones whirred into the room through the window, buzzing in a deafening whir as they hovered around, making everyone’s scalp tingle.

The Priest with hands raised high, knelt down, "I surrender! I surrender! Do not harm us! For the love of God!"

Your God is a feather for all I care.

Too bad, though the General Sect Leader really wanted to communicate with them, the cheap $199 Thunder Fire drones simply didn’t have that advanced feature. The communication function might not be high-tech, but it was still an optional upgrade.

And the drones chosen by the General Sect Leader were all cost-effective, mere consumables that were just a bit better than hand-crafted DIY products.

He could only instruct the Beggar Gang Disciples in the bunker to go out and take control of the situation.

The Beggar Gang Disciples received the message, immediately pried open the door locks, and crawled out of the bunker, picking up a Benelli M1Super90 Tactical Shotgun and an M177-type 5.56mm assault rifle off the ground, hastening to the lab.

"Don’t move! Put your hands up!!"

"Okok! We won’t move! We surrender!"

The Priest saw someone coming and was stunned for a moment but then cooperated by clutching his head with both hands.

The other followers dared not even breathe heavily, shrinking on the ground.

Dr. Jerry couldn’t believe it, "Are you guys the cargo that was transported here earlier? Are you CIA? Or FBI?"

"Don’t ask so much, just stay put," the Beggar Gang Disciple replied.

"What did we ever do to you, that you had to bomb and attack us like this! What’s the benefit for you? Is it for money?"

The Priest also felt panicked and uneasy.

"Old man, save your energy, our Boss is on his way," the Beggar Gang Disciple said with disdain.

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