Rebirth: Super Banking System-Chapter 929 - 814 Not So Simple (Please Subscribe!)

Watching Bulmer approach.

The four people in that vehicle were still a bit tense.

Although they were tailing the convoy,

they hadn’t planned on doing anything on the road.

That would be crazy, considering these people had two African police cars escorting them. No matter what, they couldn’t make a move while they were around, otherwise it would be like slapping the other party’s face. They would never do such a thing.

But these African police won’t be protecting them all the time.

As long as they figured out their address,

they could still make a small fortune.

They had done this kind of thing many times, especially with foreigners, particularly Chinese, whose mindset of averting disaster with money was deeply ingrained. Each visit usually resulted in a decent haul, and they tended to be quite generous.

Although it was likely that these Chinese had already paid off the local powers, they couldn’t stay inside forever, could they? Once they came out, they were fair game for all—this was a well-established rule. As long as they didn’t touch the mining field’s interests, there would be no problem.

Though these Chinese had weapons,

they didn’t dare to use them.

They were all afraid of retaliations.

It was with this mindset, seeing this impressively equipped outfit, that they felt no fear at all. They weren’t facing direct confrontation, and this time it seemed they might just extort a Hummer from a newly arrived local tyrant.

"What are you guys following this car for?" Bulmer got out of the car and questioned loudly, not the least bit concerned about the indiscreetly visible guns in these people’s hands. This place wasn’t gun-free; you just couldn’t flaunt them around.

Seeing Bulmer,

the black people in the car immediately grinned.

"We’re just driving around randomly, curious because we’ve never seen it before."

This explanation had no issues.

But how could Bulmer believe that? He rolled his eyes. These guys really chased after anything that looked like meat.

But they should also consider if their teeth were tough enough for the bite. The Chinese mining company that had come this time was not simple, even their own big boss treated them with caution. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have dared to propose that they donate a Hummer.

Moreover, he had heard that the Security Company had a deep background; in many places in Congo Gold, they were equipped with this kind of lineup. He wouldn’t dare to act recklessly and could only follow orders, honestly escorting these people to the mining area.

What happened afterward had nothing to do with him.

"Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. Right now, I’m on a task, so don’t mess with me," Bulmer didn’t care whether or not they would trouble these Chinese later on.

But along this road, everything had to be normal.

"Yes, yes, we’re leaving right away. Where are they heading to?" the people in the car said with a sheepish smile, quickly taking the hint that any more following would enrage Bulmer.

"That’s not for you to know. Don’t let me see you again," Bulmer said dominantly, raising his voice so that even those in the front car could hear him. In fact, if the car hadn’t been equipped with a reception device, they might not have been able to hear him at all.

"Understood, Chief," the people inside the car laughed naively, showing their large white teeth.

"Hmm."

After speaking,

Bulmer got back into the car, proudly announcing through the walkie-talkie, "We can go now, the issue is resolved."

Following that,

the convoy continued on its way.

The tailing vehicle stopped.

Bulmer then moved his car to the front.

...

Watching the convoy disappear from view,

the people in the trailing car took out a mobile phone.

"I can’t keep up here, change strategy, send several more teams. This time switch a few vehicles, we must find out their base, and don’t blow our cover." They were experienced and had backup measures ready.

As for why they hadn’t used them before,

it was actually a psychological tactic.

Telling the Chinese up front: you’re being watched, so start figuring out how to smooth things over. But they found it strange that such a big fish appeared out of nowhere on their hunting ground without any whispers of its presence. freewebnσvel.cѳm

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In the vehicle.

Seeing that the car behind did not pursue, Chu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and said cheerfully, "Captain, these African police are quite effective, huh? A few words and they ran off scared."

He Liang shook his head.

"It’s not that simple. These people, as long as there’s a benefit, will jump at it like mad. Do you think they would give up so easily? Impossible. They’re surely planning to scout our mining field and slowly extort us in the future."

He had heard too many of such incidents.

He had no faith that the issue was resolved.

"Then what should we do?" Chu Sheng asked.

The company’s training had not covered this, only advising to remain alert at all times, prioritize the protection of the target in any situation, give a warning shot if necessary, and if attacked, not to back down but to fight.

"Report to the company, the company will handle it. Remember, from now on, whenever you feel that someone might or could threaten us, report to the company as soon as possible without delay."

He Liang began on-site teaching, audible not only inside the vehicle but also to the rest of the Security Team.

The others nodded slightly.

He Liang continued, "The company has a department whose specific office location is unknown, but it operates 24 hours a day to help us coordinate and handle these situations.

But this number can’t be dialed through an ordinary mobile phone, it has to be through the car communication system or a satellite phone provided by us. The number is three zeros, three ones. To prevent any delay in communication, any one of you can dial this number if there is an issue."

As he spoke.

He Liang pressed the vehicle’s communication phone.

After dialing.

It rang only once.

A man’s voice came from the other end, speaking in Chinese, "Hello, please state your name and work serial number."

"He Liang, 3660," He Liang said.

"Verification passed. What can I do for you?" the person on the other end asked.

He Liang began to explain, "I’m leading a team to the Bei Ji Province, West Mining District by Lake Kivu in Congo Gold for a task, and we were followed by a pickup truck. After a warning from the local African police, the pickup left, but I suspect they will not give up so easily."

"Do you have their photos?" the person asked.

"Yes, in the hard drive on the vehicle," He Liang nodded.

The person on the other end immediately said, "Alright, your packet’s position has been confirmed, and the storage device serial number has been locked. Please upload all the panoramic video data, click the confirm button in front of you."

As he spoke.

In front of the stunned Chu Sheng and the others.

A confirm button appeared on the screen.

Above it, a row of Chinese characters.

Upload History Data.

He Liang immediately clicked confirm. He had done this many times and felt nothing special, seeing the progress bar swiftly slide to completion in little more than ten seconds.

The person on the other side said, "Data received. We will dispatch someone to deal with it. You will be informed of the result within twenty-four hours. Is there anything else?"

"No, thank you," He Liang gratefully replied.

"Alright, goodbye, please stay safe."

After finishing.

The voice disappeared.

The others exchanged glances.

That’s it?

He Liang explained, "The data here has to be uploaded regularly every weekend. Otherwise, it’s only uploaded manually when we encounter an issue that also requires the data. You don’t need to operate it; just clicking confirm is enough."

"Captain, is this technology military-grade?" Chu Sheng asked in a low voice.

"Not sure, but it’s definitely not lacking."