America: Starting with Daily Intelligence
Chapter 372 - 202: Art is Patrick_2

Chapter 372: Chapter 202: Art is Patrick_2

Red Supervisor checked the site again to ensure nothing was overlooked. After dealing with the site, he drove the car outside, locked the main gate, and hurriedly left with a guilty conscience.

After leaving the gravel site, Allen Zhang asked Sieg to drive. They entered the main lane of the highway, parked to adjust the license plate, and then continued driving.

Allen searched for Roginwei Military Base on his mobile, which automatically positioned it on the GPS and directed Sieg to follow the route map.

The GPS issued a prompt: "Route planned, current road is Gravel Highway 156, turn left after 10 kilometers ahead into Main Road 202, estimated total journey of 1 hour and 46 minutes to reach the vicinity of the target area."

The military base is located in a remote area, far from any small towns and without any nearby motels. Allen Zhang had no choice but to search nearby building plains to spend the night outdoors.

Carrying a load of unmarked illegal clay explosives without approval from the Gunpowder Administration Bureau and even qualifications from the Armed Nation was not safe enough for him to consider passing through downtown areas.

It was already early morning hours; the military base certainly wouldn’t open the gates for transactions now. Training time required getting up at 7:50 AM and the base officially opened, but in reality, transactions would only be possible around 9 AM with prior appointment and registration.

Allen casually logged into a bidding website and left a message in the backend system of the military base to make an appointment, noting that he had already transported the clay explosive materials to the military district and would arrive tomorrow morning. However, no one responded.

Sieg drove the vehicle smoothly on the highway. Even during the early morning, there were quite a few vehicles on the suburban roads, which were mainly transit routes leading to small towns and other counties. The closer they got to Roginwei Military Base, the fewer the vehicles.

At one point, they saw a police car honking its horn, passing their convoy in pursuit of two motorcycles.

That must be the local troublemaking teenagers.

The convoy entered a barely populated road, and after not seeing anyone for a long time, Allen Zhang simply closed his eyes to rest. After about an hour, they reached the target location.

Sieg parked the vehicle in a nearby field, where the massive military base was visible a few hundred meters away, enclosed by a solid wall and a high tower-like signal tower, with red and green lights flashing alternately.

"There should be bars or clandestine motels nearby. Based on my understanding, after finishing their shifts, the soldiers from the military base usually look for entertainment spots nearby, or order takeout delivered to them. It wouldn’t make sense for this place to be an exception."

As a former Marine Corps captain, Sieg knew well the preferences of soldiers and had visited and trained at military bases more than once, familiar with the insider details.

What rigorous training? The military base isn’t responsible for fighting at the front lines, so where would all that training come from on regular days?

Just run a bit, get familiar with shooting and basic tactics, and stand guard, and that’s another day over. You think they are all Seal Teams?

Even for the Seal Team, they don’t go out for training every day. As long as execution standards are met and tactical cooperation isn’t too complicated.

Joining the military is just a high-paying job, and all the talk about honor and love comes secondary. The main thing is to get promotions, pay raises, and make money by trading arms.

"Are you referring to official takeout?" asked Allen Zhang. After all, it’s a military base; it shouldn’t be open for just anyone to enter.

"Specially delivered, a single delivery can cost hundreds of dollars, and many are willing to pay. There are diligent girls who can make thousands of dollars in a day. It’s a complex world with many shady dealings,"

Sieg was used to this; otherwise, why do you think the military base’s procurement list requires so much reimbursement for condoms each month?

It’s a free benefit available to every soldier, otherwise surely dissatisfaction among the soldiers would arise.

Yet, the amount of condoms a military base consumes in a quarter only matches what is used during one Olympic Games.

And in the following year, there tend to be many mixed-race children, but nobody knows who their real fathers are.

There were too many people at that time.

"Of course, I’m not familiar with this military base’s specific standards, nor have I visited here before. If it really is somewhat special and different from other military bases, then disregard what I said."

Sieg spread his hands, but was still not entirely convinced this place was clean, otherwise why would they deliver arms here for transactions?

Allen Zhang searched for nearby facilities but couldn’t find anything. The closest motel was still 20 kilometers away.

He simply laid the seat flat and rested in the vehicle, while Sieg and the Beggar Gang Disciples took turns keeping watch throughout the night outside the military base.

Making money, isn’t it natural to endure some hardship?

Upon opening his eyes, it was already broad daylight.

Allen Zhang stretched lazily, feeling a bit sore in his neck. The sleep quality was not too good, especially compared to a motorhome.

He glanced at Sieg, who was still asleep with his head back, and chose not to disturb him.

Allen got out of the car and went into a small grove nearby to relieve himself, feeling refreshed afterward.

The Beggar Gang Disciples who had been resting in the truck also woke up and greeted the General Sect Leader.

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