Chapter 42 The Presidential Palace I
"With this money, everyone should go abroad, leave this ghost place, and live in fear all day long." The other two robbers chimed in.
"That's it, this ticket is done, it's enough for the brothers to be comfortable for a while, it's been planned for so long, and it's done in one go, it's too easy haha......" Before the man in the sweatshirt finished speaking, at the front of the street, a military tank slowly drove into the center of the intersection, turned the barrel, and aimed towards the direction of the black van. Watch out for the front and don't let it take sight. ”
The man in sunglasses slammed the steering wheel, trying to dodge the incoming shell, only to hear a "boom", a shell came out of his chamber, deviated from the target, passed the side of the van, hit a small restaurant on the side of the street, shattered the surrounding glass, and the flames and billowing smoke came out of it, killing all seven customers and three waiters in the restaurant.
At the same time, the tank's loader quickly unloaded and the gunner, maneuvering the tank's turret, again aimed at the rapidly approaching black van.
This time, the heavens did not favor the robbers, and the second shell hit the front of the van, and the entire body of the van suddenly turned into a pair of hot metal brackets in the flames of the explosion. Truckloads of gold bars were blown up and fell to the ground in the sun.
The pedestrians on the road just reacted, and they were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, and they ran forward one after another, trying to get a piece of the pie and take it home to get out of the sea of misery as soon as possible. But they were greeted by the merciless strafing of the tank gunners, and when they saw the first few pedestrians fall to the ground, everyone dropped the gold bars in their hands and fled for their lives.
A short time later, a green military jeep led a military truck full of soldiers to the scene, and a young officer jumped out of the jeep, and it was none other than the president's son, the military chief of general logistics, who had just taken office.
He commanded the soldiers in the car, ordering them to cordon off the location of the incident and pick up the gold bars scattered on the ground onto the truck.
The young logistics minister complained while looking at the busy soldiers: "I have long suggested that the finance minister should search for all the gold bars for me, and the military will take care of them. ”
The soldiers quickly collected all the gold bars on the road, jumped into the military truck, and prepared to drive away.
"Follow them and find this kid's lair." Hugh and Katyusha ran together toward the truck parked on the side of the road.
Katyusha started her vehicle, keeping a safe distance from the military vehicles in front of her, carefully following them.
After passing a few blocks, the military vehicle came to a magnificent and magnificent building, surrounded by a steel fence with gold and openwork, and the inside of the wall was an empty square, the entrance to the wall was lined with sandbags and barbed metal mesh, forming a checkpoint from which the inside of the square was a straight boulevard lined with maple trees that led to the intermittent fountain at the end of the square. Several armoured vehicles were parked around the square, and a large number of armed soldiers patrolled the interior of the square.
At the end of the square is the domed Turkish-style palace, flanked by four towering spire towers, and several soldiers armed with sniper rifles, ready to shoot at uninvited guests who break into the palace.
The jeep in which the chief of the military's general logistics was riding led the personnel carriers in the rear to the checkpoint of the presidential palace, where several soldiers on guard stood solemnly, gave a standard military salute to the comers, moved the barbed wire fence, and released the two vehicles into the square.
"Looks like we're going to have to go all that way." Katyusha pulled up the van across the road, and the two rolled down the window to observe the movement in the square.
I saw the president's son, Uwanda, get out of the jeep, take off his military cap, show his flat head that is loved by local blacks, and gesture to the soldiers beside him, who quickly brought a large wooden box from inside the presidential palace and put it behind the personnel carrier, and the soldiers on the car put the gold bars they had just seized from the robbers into the wooden box.
One of the soldiers, probably due to negligence, accidentally dropped a few gold bars from the truck to the ground, making a clanging sound, only to see Uwanda shouting and ordering the soldier to come down, and the other party had just landed, Uwanda pulled out the pistol at his waist and aimed it at his eyebrows, and the soldier fell to the ground suddenly. The other soldiers looked at the scene in front of them, their eyes full of panic and uneasiness, and moved the gold bars more carefully.
"It's really cruel and unreasonable, and I don't even let go of my own people." Hugh sighed.
"This place is not to stay long." Katyusha's gaze turned to the soldiers at the gate, who were scanning the truck opposite with a malicious gaze with the advertisement "Capital Fresh Milk Express".
She immediately started the car and got out of the enemy's sight: "I observed that there is a hostel on the left side of the presidential palace, why don't we go to the room, tinker with the nano ladybugs, fly into the presidential palace, listen to the information, maybe there will be an unexpected discovery?" ”
"Good idea." The two of them did what they said they would do, and parked their vehicles in a nearby open-air parking lot. Walk in the direction of the hostel.
When they entered the hostel, a black aunt was sitting at the service desk, flipping through today's Capital Daily with one hand, touching the white Persian cat squatting next to the newspaper with the other, and looked up at the foreign guests who walked into the store: "Are you two here to stay?"
"yes, how much a day?" Hugh asked.
"1,500 Serranian dollars, 3,000 yuan deposit, register with your ID card first." The black aunt stretched out her hand and asked for her papers.
"No, we are foreign tourists." Katyusha explained.
"Foreign passports are fine." The other party demanded.
"Uh, I didn't forget this in a friend's house, can this replace a passport?" Hugh took out a stack of dollar bills from his pocket and placed them on the service desk.
The black aunt glanced at the dollar, her face was happy, and then she cleared her throat again, and said reservedly: "Well, well, this one, just when I didn't ask, it's the key card of the room, 302, go upstairs and turn right into the second room."
"Is there a room with a higher floor, closer to the street, a little quieter?" Katyusha asked.
"It's better to have better sound insulation." Hugh added.
"It's a strange request to be close to the street, to be quiet, and to be soundproofed." The black aunt muttered quietly.