Sieg also checked the information, replying: News had indeed reported on the sinking of Mason’s Fast Ship, but several days have already passed, and if there were any valuables, professional salvage companies have likely already retrieved the containers and transported them to the port for auction.
Sieg: That area of the port has always been prone to objects being lost in the sea, and many Gold Diggers would rent boats to head out to sea; it’s not a secret anymore. There was also a cargo ship carrying silver that sank last century, and someone found silver ingots worth 2 million US Dollar there! However, some people suspect that the rental company staged that as a publicity, for people like us, apart from paying the boat fees, we basically can’t salvage anything.
Allen Zhang: I am a man blessed by God! Or what do you think they make money from? Call Jason and Melvin over, the four of us will be enough, and we have some business to take care of afterwards.
No questions asked about what the business from the General Sect Leader was, as long as it’s profitable.
With the armored vehicle and the rest of the Beggar Gang Disciples, the manpower was sufficient, and besides taking local delivery jobs in the city, Armed Nation could now also handle inter-district escort jobs.
Even the lowest-paid private cargo escort can earn at least 20,000 US Dollars!
As long as no accidents occur along the way causing severe vehicle damage or personnel injury, deducting the costs for bullets, fuel, maintenance, the General Sect Leader’s net profit per mission could at least be 10,000 US Dollars!
One armored vehicle could handle city deliveries alone which Bailey could manage.
With three vehicles and six people, two per vehicle, each vehicle could make at least one trip a day, earning 10,000 per trip, ensuring at least 30,000 US Dollars.
If it’s a higher-reward private cargo escort, then it is pure extra earnings.
Other tasks don’t require the General Sect Leader to manage; Jennifer would handle problems in the shop. With Erin’s help as the assistant, they shouldn’t be too overwhelmed.
Originally, Qibatu intended to pull the General Sect Leader’s Jeep and the little gazelle for a maintenance and overhaul, but the little gazelle had been sold off, and the General Sect Leader was currently driving the Jeep, having no time for modifications, so they just had to take those drones to a suburban cabin for modifications, installing explosive triggers, preparing for any eventuality.
self-detonating drones, with Blitz optimizing the matrix-controlled electromagnetic radar software. Formed into a squadron, isn’t this a perfect kamikaze drone air force?
After all, the cost is laid out there, and adding cheap clay explosives it’s just hundreds of dollars worth of costs, equivalent to smashing a firecracker, even if some get damaged, it’s not a painful loss.
The General Sect Leader might be blowing up drones, but you guys are playing with your lives!
Allen Zhang drove to the Southern part of California’s port area, parked the Jeep by the roadside, and walked on foot to the dock, already seeing people heading out to sea on a small fishing boat.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Sieg arrived in a silver-gray van.
This van had also been gifted by the Black Panther team, and another Highlander had already been given to the Beggar Gang Disciples, now considered an asset of Beggar Gang.
Allen Zhang found the staff of Alpha Rental Company, explained their desire to rent a boat.
Seeing that it was a group of four, they were charged a 400 US Dollar entry fee and briefed on safety knowledge for sea fishing.
Melvin had served in the Navy, and had some experience in maneuvering ships, driving this type of small fishing boat was naturally no problem, though he kept it low-profile, not mentioning it.
Moreover, Alpha Company also provided pilots, so there was no need to worry. As long as you pay, you could go wherever within the California waters as long as the fuel lasts!
The further you run, the better, exceeding 2 hours free experience, they would have to pay an additional 200 US Dollars per hour per person. For four people, that’s 800 US Dollars per hour, running from morning till evening, all profit in between.
The crew received essential safety equipment from the staff: life jackets, lifebuoys, safety belts, protective gloves, inflatable rafts, fishing gear, and optional diving suits and carbide self-lighting buoys.
Allen Zhang did not opt for diving gear, knowing well that those who drown at sea are usually swimmers.
The fishing boat wouldn’t easily allow people to dive; deep-sea waters hundreds of meters deep could crush a person merely under the pressure. Detecting and salvaging from sunken ships also utilized radar and specialized equipment.
They boarded a fishing boat named Fox 009, which looked like it had been in service for a long time, showing some rust stains on the gangway, but it didn’t affect its performance.
The captain, a Mediterranean Caucasian man with a hook nose, dressed in a sailor’s uniform and smoking a pipe, warmly welcomed them onboard.
He instructed the crew to start the boat for preheating, anchor it, and prepare for sailing.
The old man led Allen Zhang and his group into the cockpit, pulled out a somewhat yellowed plastic sea map, and started their briefing.
The sea map was scribbled and marked numerous times, showing reefs, uninhabited islands not suitable for human habitation or landing, and places marked with an X are the coordinates of explored territories.
"Why not use professional measuring tools and electronic equipment," Allen Zhang glanced a few times and couldn’t understand the coordinates at all.