Columbia, Apocalypse Botanical Garden.

Underneath the huge warehouse, the huge temple has disappeared without a trace, and underneath has been transformed into a large warehouse.

There is a lot of experimental equipment piled up, all of which are related to plant research.

There is also a huge refrigerated, freezer with plant specimens and seeds.

All the people were new and didn't know what it was supposed to do, so they took over and came down to check it out and lay it out according to the design drawings.

Sunlight used to be exposed once a month, but now it is sunburned twice a week, and many people come and go every day.

According to Xu Ping'an's plan, the place will be strictly guarded for a few months before it will be restored to the original security level.

The temple is gone, it's not that valuable anymore, and maintaining a high level of security all the time requires additional subsidies, so there's no need to waste any more money.

I don't know at all, but now I have been targeted by the United States.

More than two months have passed slowly, Thomas and others have been observing the botanical garden for two months, and today, several people are sitting together frowning and thinking.

"Emily, there was a noticeable drop in the security level of the Arboretum four days ago"

"If there really are prehistoric ruins here, why does the Apocalypse Group not care so much, for so long, not a single scientific researcher has been dispatched" Thomas frowned and looked at Emily.

Emily raised her hand and rubbed her head, her heart was also bottomless, the security situation of the Apocalypse Botanical Garden showed that there was no precious item here.

"Thomas, I'm proposing Plan F, test it," Emily said, frowning.

The so-called Plan F is to have a helicopter that is to be scrapped and decommissioned fly directly over, and then the pilot reports a malfunction, and finally parachutes.

And the helicopter will fall near the warehouse in the botanical garden.

Because this plane belongs to the US military, a team of US troops and Colombian troops will drive over to investigate, and the focus will be on the big warehouse.

Because the large warehouse is the most suspicious place, according to the investigation in the past two months, it is understood that the Apocalypse Group has carried out excavations in the large warehouse.

The amount of work is not small.

If there really was a prehistoric civilization in the Apocalypse Botanical Garden, it was likely to be under this large warehouse.

If there is no prehistoric civilization under the Great Warehouse, it is an intelligence error.

The loss of this plan is not large, and in the end it will be compensated by the insurance company, and everyone can stay out of it, after all, this is an accident, and God can only be blamed.

Once again, the God of Western faith has become a backstabber.

"Head, I think I can do Plan F"

"It's better to test it than to waste our time here"

"If nothing is found after a detailed inspection, we can also evacuate, and the people below who have been here for more than two months are close to the limit"

"A soldier named Tom was spent by four people in the same room last night, and I spent a lot of money to press it"

"If it drags on any longer, I'm afraid something will happen to Emily," Johnson said on the side.

Emily was dumbfounded, Fack, you perverts.

Glancing at Johnson, Emily was able to read the meaning of the look at him.

Fake, I knew your bastard's idea of beating the old lady, from the first day I saw you, my mother, your eyes wanted to strip the old lady naked.

"Then it's better to kill me directly, or I'll destroy them all afterwards," Emily said in a cold tone.

With so many people just being a woman, Johnson said this kind of dirty thing is very likely to happen.

The Pentagon's commissioner, who was also a woman, was killed at a US military base in Afghanistan, and the matter dragged on for half a year.

The military later compensated the woman's family at five times the standard price for the war dead before pressing down on the matter.

I don't belong to the military, I'm afraid that at that time, I will give myself a standard of death in battle at most, and I won't get any more points, and I must carry out Plan F, and I can't drag it out.

Giving Johnson a look in response, Emily began to persuade Thomas.

Getting a response, Johnson glanced at Mike and both days expressed his approval of Emily's proposal.

Emily has already reflected at this moment, she is still calculated, Johnson is actually teamed up with Mike, and she is guilty at night.

You two dead perverts are waiting for me, and when this matter is over, I am slowly settling accounts with you.

The voice roared in Emily's head.

"Okay, just do Plan F"

"Emily, you're in charge of contacting the Colombian side and getting them to send someone over to cooperate."

"Johnson, you're in charge of contacting the Atlantic Fleet and asking them to send a hundred men over to support"

"Mike, you are responsible for leading people to continue to keep an eye on you, and you must not slack off for a moment"

"All personnel have to be here within a week to assemble, you know," Thomas said, looking at the three of them.

"yesSIR," Johnson, Mike, and Emily saluted immediately.

Thomas nodded and said, "Adjournment."

After saying that, he turned and left, and Johnson, Mike, and Emily didn't see the smile on Thomas's lips.

As an old Jianghu, how could Thomas not see the eyebrows of Johnson, Mike, and Emily.

Thomas just didn't see it, but agreed to their suggestion, without this kind of scheming, he would have been calculated how many times he would have died.

Time passed slowly, the sun set, and the moon went up.

In the basement of a courtyard in the town, Johnson, Mike, and Emily have already started the battle of the red fruit.

“yes”

"Falk Your Family"

"Uh-huh-mm-mm......"

"Occasional Karma"

"Hum Hum ........."

The sound was like nothing to the ground.

Thomas saw the three men carrying a bag into the courtyard on the balcony of his room in the distance, looked up at his watch, and returned to his room, taking out his suitcase and the thick glasses case.

With the bottom compartment of the glasses case open, it is a very thin folding computer.

Then open the compartment of the suitcase is a small folding gravitational communicator, which is the cause of the Apocalypse Group, not for sale, and the production batch was pulled away by Gavin.

How to use it no one knows.

Turn on the gravitational communicator, connect to the power supply, it doesn't take long, and a few small lights on it flash, indicating that it has been connected to the network.

Thomas took out a small USB drive from his body and plugged it into the folding computer.

It didn't take long for a dark web picture to appear.

Thomas wrote a report directly, and then uploaded a headline, the Apocalypse Base Attack Plan, with a price tag of eight million dollars on the list.

Only then did he get up and pour himself a glass of wine and taste it slowly.

In about ten minutes, there was a "drop" sound, and a pop-up window appeared.

The word "accept" appeared, and Thomas's face was immediately sunny and full of smiles.

I started typing it immediately, and I entered the entire F plan, and finally I pressed the confirmation button and uploaded it.

In less than three minutes, the sound of "drip" sounded again, and a pop-up window appeared.

"After the crash, the prize money will arrive in your designated account within twenty-four hours".

Thomas clicked the confirmation button with a smile on his face, then launched the dark web, and then installed the folding computer and gravitational communication back into the mezzanine, and came to the balcony with satisfaction, and sat down to look at the small courtyard.

"I don't know how long you three goblins can fuck you," Thomas said to himself, and waited.

After three glasses of wine, and just as they were waiting impatiently, Johnson, Mike, and Emily came up from the basement of the small courtyard.

Emily was clearly walking abnormally, and Johnson and Mike lost the energy they had when they first arrived.

Thomas looked up at his watch and said to himself, "Forty-eight minutes in an hour, Fake, you must have taken Viagra."

"Garbage"

After talking to himself, he turned around and went back to his room to rest.

Celestial Empire, J City, Weather Collective Headquarters.

Xu Ping'an went to work, and in the office, Xing Ling reported the matter to Xu Ping'an, Xu Ping'an frowned at first, and then began to sneer.

Pick up the phone and start talking, the talk time is one hour and twenty-seven minutes.

Gavin's small base in Somalia, Gavin disappeared on the same day, no one knows where he went, and York was in charge of the overall situation.

New Zealand

Sophie and Olivia, the owners of Sam's Leak Network, have also begun to prepare.

New messaging apps began to be posted on secret websites, instructions were sent to some people's mailboxes, and action began.

Five days passed slowly, and Thomas and his town came to a hundred American troops, one hundred and fifty Colombian soldiers.

Two days later, a helicopter gunship took off from a warship belonging to the U.S. Pacific Fleet and began to fly towards Colombia.

Just twenty minutes later.

The gunship crew made contact with the warship's command platform.

"Black Hawk reports, engine failure, I lost control of the plane"

"Request support! Request support!"

"Black Hawk, Black Hawk, what's wrong, what's wrong," the liaison asked as he pressed the siren next to him.

Soon, the bigwigs began to gather towards the command platform.

"The aircraft engine failed, the powertrain just stopped running, now it's safe for the time being, it's safe for the time being"

"Report the situation at any time, report the situation at any time" the command was given by the command platform.

"Yes," the driver said.

It didn't take long, the bigwigs arrived, and it was only about five minutes.

At this time, the pilot of the gunship once again began to report that there was a problem with the power system and asked for rescue.

"Where is the plane now, let him report the coordinates," a big guy said directly.

"Report your coordinates, report your coordinates" The liaison gave the order.