Old Jack wore a wireless headset and a hidden camera as he drove up to the peak of Heaven’s Gate. Through the first-person view, the rugged mountain road could also be seen, and soon he arrived outside the gate, parking the car at the entrance.
"Hey! What are you doing?" an armed militant from the Observation Tower of Heaven’s Gate saw Old Jack and immediately shouted through the megaphone.
"What else would I be doing? Delivering goods, idiot!" Old Jack got out of the van, flung open the doors of his van brusquely, and said impatiently, "I’ve already contacted your people. Hurry up and come get the goods."
The militant from the Observation Tower contacted someone backstage via walkie-talkie, checked the vehicle information, and soon got confirmation.
"Okay, are you from the Storm team? New here? I haven’t seen you before."
But there was no suspicion, as Old Jack’s demeanor was apparent here, unmistakably a ruffian!
The militants activated the gate, and the big gate opened. A man wearing glasses and a white lab coat emerged from inside, accompanied by four or five armed militants.
Through the hidden camera’s first-person view, their faces could be clearly identified.
The old man enthusiastically shook hands with Old Jack, introducing himself, "I am Dr. Jerry from Heaven’s Gate. Sir, thank you for your outstanding contribution to human science! May God guide you in the future to ascend to heaven."
Old Jack was left speechless. The things you do are more satanic than Satan himself, and you still think about going to heaven?
Moreover, don’t you believe in aliens and eternal life?
"Okay. The goods are on the truck, carry them in yourselves. Do you need my help?" Old Jack said.
"No need, it’s not convenient to have outsiders coming and going here." Dr. Jerry gestured, and the armed militants carried the Beggar Gang Disciples in sacks inside.
"Now can you settle the payment with me?" Old Jack urged impatiently.
Dr. Jerry pulled out 4000 US Dollars, handed them to Old Jack, and asked with confusion, "We ordered six people today, there should be two more teams delivering goods, are they late? Your van seems to have been in an accident, was there an incident?"
"How would I know, we’re not together." After taking the money, Old Jack turned and got in the car without another word, impatiently stating, "The deal is done, I’ve gotten your goods, don’t ask so much!"
Dr. Jerry watched the van drive away and didn’t say anything, rather considering him professional.
He had seen many such ill-tempered ruffians; after all, aside from desperados, who else would engage in such dealings?
Blitz retrieved the facial information, surprised, "This guy was once a chief psychiatrist at a psychiatric hospital, convicted by the court to 70 years in prison for torturing patients and electroshock, and then spreading panic propaganda in prison. The Alabama court sentenced him to death a second time. He should have been executed by lethal injection or firing squad by now, how is he here?"
"He must have been pulled out. After all, Heaven’s Gate needs such madmen." Allen Zhang glanced at the personal information of Dr. Jerry and the others, who were all desperados and mercenaries.
Switching the view to the Beggar Gang Disciples, the militants transported the sacks to an underground warehouse and simply threw the people inside, possibly out of trust in the transaction, even skipping the frisking.
After the Beggar Gang Disciples and others left, they untied themselves from the sacks and crawled out, viewable through the hidden camera as a cellar where several other hostages, bound tightly, were wearing patient clothes.
They immediately reported through the earpiece to the General Sect Leader, "Boss, everyone is here. About a dozen people."
"Ask them if there are any other victims." Allen ordered.
The Beggar Gang disciples went to inquire, but they all appeared dazed and couldn’t even speak.
Seeing these victims in such a state made them immediately think of neurotoxin and drug abuse.
"Boss, they’ve definitely been drugged. I don’t know exactly which drugs, but definitely ones harmful to the brain, they have no sensation in their bodies. It might be to facilitate dismemberment and cutting."
The General Sect Leader couldn’t stand such human suffering confirmed that the hostages had become mentally incapacitated, and immediately ordered Blitz to initiate bombing mode!
Blitz hacked into their central network, destroying the main computer equipment, and activated a fleet of drones. Fifty drones took off and swooshed towards the mountain peak.
The militants in the Observation Tower at the mountain camp were chatting idly when they suddenly heard a buzzing sound overhead, looked up in surprise, and saw a large swarm of dark figures with red and green lights approaching fast.
Realizing something was wrong, they quickly took out their walkie-talkies to report.
"Alert! Unidentified flying objects approaching the camp! Initiate Level 1 combat readiness!! Alert! Unidentified flying objects approaching..."
Before they could finish, a drone carrying a claymore detonator accelerated fiercely, hitting the Observation Tower in 3 seconds.
There was a loud explosion, flames skyrocketed, and the militants inside were blown out like shattered bricks.