Chapter 1062: Raging Storm

Lehmar Group has been upgraded again, and the new material workshop and unmanned machine workshop have risen from the ground, and the speed of construction is very fast. Not only the part belonging to the construction company is progressing very quickly, but also the part belonging to the Rehman Group, that is, the part that renovates and assembles the equipment and builds the production line. If the current momentum continues, it will not be possible to wait for 1 June, as promised by Xia Lei, that the Lehman Group will produce its own aviation materials and new unmanned aircraft.

The reason why it is so fast is not only the reason why the funds are in place, the concerted efforts of the Leima Group, but also the reason why the state forces intervene. Driven by the state apparatus, the Rehman Group can't slow down even if it wants to.

On the other hand, the state has also increased the level of personal protection for the Rehman Group and Xia Lei. A large number of elite special forces units have been stationed around the Leima Group and Ping'anju, and two sets of anti-aircraft missiles have also been added. With such a level of security, unless the army is sent to attack, it is no fun to send killers, no matter how powerful the killers are.

Time just went by day by day.

Three months later.

Israel, a wasteland southeast of Jerusalem.

"Up, up, up!" An Israeli sapper commands a crane to lift a statue of the Faceless Warrior buried in the rock.

In a clearing behind the crane lay three black statues of the Faceless Warrior, as well as countless skull fragments, as well as the somewhat intact ones that survived.

"It's been three months, and the place has finally been excavated. Coens, Israel's senior intelligence officer in the Mossad, sighed with some sighs.

"What's the use of digging up these things, Mr. Cohens, Charley has stolen the most important things from here, which he can't afford to throw away. Yan Buddha said, "So, I don't think there's anything to be happy about. ”

"Mr. Yan, are you sarcastic about us?" a sneer appeared on the corner of Kornes's mouth, "Then should I also be sarcastic about your actions in Kyoto, China? I heard that the CIA's intelligence station in Kyoto was wiped out by the 101st Bureau of China, and your FA organization used dead soldiers and 500 kilograms of explosives but did not even kill a single Chinese ant. Don't you think you're funnier and more worthy of sympathy?"

Yan Fo shrugged his shoulders, "Mr. Coens, I didn't come to Israel to mock you this time. Charley is the only person in this world who has evolved beyond the entire human race, and to describe him as one of Americans' favorite characters, that is Superman. In the face of a superhuman-like being, do you think you can succeed casually?"

"And what is the purpose of your visit to Israel?"

Yan Buddha said, "I will bring back these four statues of the Faceless Warrior, as well as some skulls and other artifacts. ”

"Who do you think you are?" said of you!" Cohens's face suddenly darkened.

"That's not what I meant, that's what Mr. Williams meant. Of course, if you don't think Mr. Williams has enough weight, that's what Baggio President Ma meant. Yan Fo said unhurriedly: "This is a state-level exchange between the United States and Israel, we are just errands under those big guys, Mr. Coens, you should be able to understand what I mean when I say that, right?"

His meaning is very simple, I want to take the statues and relics, and you can't stop them if you want to!

Cohens sneered, "It's really American, and since Mr. Williams and President President Ma have come forward, I certainly can't stop you from shipping the statue to the United States." But I wonder what the Americans are doing with these stones in the United States?"

"Mr. Cohens, I can't answer this question for you, I said I was just an errand runner. But there's someone who can answer your question, and I'm going to introduce you to you now. Yan Buddha said. He waved his hand to the group of people standing next to a statue and said in a loud voice, "Mr. Alec, please come over for a moment, Mr. Coens wants to talk to you." ”

A bald white man, about 60 years old, walked over to this side, with a slightly thin face and a shaved head and chin that made one of his heads look like a shelled egg. He is tall and thin, giving people the feeling of being weak, but his eyes are very special, deep and intelligent, which can make a deep impression at first sight.

Before the old American man, known as Alec, came over, Cohens asked, "What is his origin?" CIA? or a cabinet member?"

"No, he's the head of the AE Research Center, the best bioengineer in the United States," Yan said. ”

"It turned out to be him. Cohens seemed to understand a lot of things in an instant, "He was the one who took the drugs in that piece of amber to the AE Research Center to study in the first place, hmph, he lost those drugs and created a superman like Xia Lei, and Xia Lei is now threatening the national interests of the United States, and even the existing world pattern, isn't this lifting a stone and shooting himself in the foot?"

Yan Buddha just listened and didn't say anything. The Israelis have complaints about the AE incident, and he understands it perfectly. If that piece of amber had been left in Israel and studied by Israeli scientists, there might have been no trouble with Charlei, and then what had already happened would not have happened.

But time doesn't turn back.

Alec walked over, took the initiative to shake Kerns's hand, and then introduced himself, "My name is Alec, and I am engaged in biological research. Mr. Coens, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

Cohens shook hands with Alec and said politely, "Mr. Alec, I'm glad to meet you too. I'm a very direct person, so I'll just get to the point. You're going to ship these statues back to the United States, what are you going to do?"

"Mr. Cohens, although your question is beyond your purview, I am willing to tell you. The materials of these statues are extraordinary, and they are valuable in their own right, so we shipped them back to the United States for study. Of course, all the research results will be shared with Israel, which is an ally of the United States in the Middle East, and our interests are aligned on this matter. Alec's answer was very technical and pleasant to listen to, but it didn't solve the actual problem.

Cohens frowned, "Mr. Alec, you came here from the United States to take the statue, you must know something, and you have specific research directions, as an ally, you don't even want to share this information with us?"

"It's not that you don't want to, Mr. Coens, it's just that you don't have enough authority. Your boss and the Israeli top brass must know about it, and if you really want to know, I suggest you go elsewhere. Alec said.

Cohens's mood suddenly became bad, he wanted to know what the Americans were doing to transport these statues back to the United States for research, but the other party obviously did not take him as an intelligence officer.

Just then, one of Alec's assistants suddenly fell to the ground. A group of experts and entourages from the United States suddenly panicked, some were calling for help, some took out their mobile phones to call for emergency services, and some people who knew first aid knowledge were rescuing.

Yanfo, Alec, and Coens ran briskly. The trio quickly figured out what was going on, and an American archaeologist with a history of heart disease collapsed on the ground with a heart attack. He had a pacemaker in his heart, but he didn't know why it suddenly failed.

"What's going on?" said an American staff member with a mobile phone on his face, "I was fine before, but why is there no signal all of a sudden?"

"I don't have a cell phone signal anymore. ”

"What's going on? My watch is wrong, and the time is actually 2 o'clock in the morning!"

The scene was chaotic.

In the midst of the chaos, the hapless archaeologist with a heart attack stopped breathing.

"That's ...... What's going on?" someone suddenly pointed to the eastern sky.

All eyes were focused on the sky, and a dark cloud was moving rapidly in this direction, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

Israel is a dry and rainless place, and it is rare to see one or two rains a year, and violent storms like this almost never happen. But now, under that thick rain cloud, dry Israel seems to have moved to the Amazon basin as a whole, and a torrential rain is coming.

Crackling!

Dark clouds topped, and a bolt of lightning fell down on the sky. Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, obscuring the view in the blink of an eye.

The steel hemp on the crane suddenly broke, and the statue of the Faceless Samurai that had been turned off the ground fell. Before the Israeli sapper commanding the crane could react, the statue of the Faceless Warrior, weighing at least two tons, smashed into his body. He was immediately flattened, and his head was only the thickness of a sheet of bread. Blood and brains splattered everywhere, but were quickly washed away by the rain.

"Assemble! assemble!" a sapper commander gave the order to assemble with a communicator, but his voice could not be heard at all. The communicator is out of order.

"What's that?" suddenly shouted in English from someone in the midst of the storm, an archaeologist from the United States.

Yan Fo followed his finger and froze after only one glance. In the midst of the storm, lightning and thunder, it seemed that a woman was approaching about fifty meters away. She was dressed in strange clothes, soaked with rain and completely clinging to her almost, so that she looked like an unclothed fruit. His eyes widened to see her face clearly, but he couldn't see clearly, the rain was too heavy.

"Is that a woman?" someone found out.

"Yes, it's a woman!"

"How did she end up here?"

"Hey, who are you?" someone tried to talk to the woman.

"What does she want to do?"

Bang bang bang!

Israeli sappers fired into the sky.

"Don't shoot! bastard!" Cohens roared.

No one shot anymore, but the woman in the storm suddenly disappeared.

The rainstorm lasted for half an hour before it ended, and the sky suddenly cleared and the sun was shining. What just happened was like an illusion.

"There's a word there!" said a sapper who suddenly pointed to a statue.

Yanfo, Coens, and Alec followed.

The statue bears a passage written in blood in English: Under the Church of the Holy Sepulchre.