Rebirth: Super Banking System-Chapter 928 - 813: The Stalker (Please Subscribe!)

Under the escort of two African police cars,

they left Fei Yi City without any obstructions.

None of the checkpoints along the way conducted examinations, and onlookers retreated two steps unconsciously at the sight of the convoy. Only someone formidable could drive these vehicles so boldly here.

Even though the colors indicated non-military equipment,

nobody doubted the combat power of the people inside.

Once out of the city,

there were significantly fewer vehicles.

The hot tropical African landscape began to unfold around them.

Chu Sheng, driving a Hummer, was excited beyond measure. He felt like flooring the accelerator and flying ahead, but unfortunately, they were following the African police cars, which were probably taking their speed into consideration and maintained around sixty kilometers per hour.

Seeing Chu Sheng’s excited face,

He Liang cursed with a smile, "You brat, take it easy. You can speed up when we get to the place. And remember to observe the surroundings. For now, with the African police escorting us, we’re quite safe. But in the future, when you go out on tasks, you’ll need to be extremely careful."

Upon hearing this,

Chu Sheng asked curiously, "What tasks?"

He Liang replied with slight irritation, "Of course, the company’s security tasks. What else do you think? You think they’d let you go to war? Due to inconvenient transportation, in the future, company personnel traveling by airplane will have to come back to Fei Yi City using this road.

The safety of personnel on this stretch will be your responsibility. Actually, there’s another option for the company’s people, and that’s Rwanda, but that would be considered illegal smuggling.

It’s not a big deal. It’s just that it’s equally unsafe all the way there, especially in Tanzania; the situation is not much better than here, and they’d have to cross two countries, so personnel transportation will always take this route, as it’s closer.

However, we don’t need to use this route for the transportation of mining equipment. The mining equipment will be directly shipped to Tanzania, and then via Rwanda, it’ll reach our mining field nearby.

The transportation through Tanzania and Rwanda will be taken care of by another branch of our company. When the time comes, you’ll just need to go to the border between Rwanda and Congo Gold to receive it."

Chu Sheng understood.

That’s true.

They were security guards,

not mercenaries.

In the afternoon,

the sky began to change.

Dark clouds quickly covered the sky,

signaling the rhythm of an impending downpour. A cool breeze arrived; Chu Sheng rolled down the window and, while enjoying the pre-rain breeze, looked at the poor villages flashing by, feeling a mix of pity and pride.

Or perhaps both.

Humans,

a peculiar animal.

When seeing others worse off, deep down there’s a sense of relief, but when seeing others living far worse than themselves, what rises is sympathy.

That’s humans, a contradictory being.

Seeing these people live miserably,

Chu Sheng felt a surge of compassion even as he took pride in Huaxia’s strength.

"Captain, why are they so poor?" Chu Sheng sighed. "With so many mineral deposits underneath and such favorable conditions, they should be living well if they work hard."

He Liang was taken aback,

not expecting Chu Sheng to ask such a ’philosophical’ question.

He smiled softly,

"Issues like that aren’t for us to consider. Those are the matters of their country: interests, power, culture, habits. There are all kinds of reasons. We can only say that we are fortunate to have been born in Huaxia."

"Oh," Chu Sheng nodded silently.

Indeed.

How things were here was not for him to discuss.

Even if he felt indignant about their lack of struggle, it seemed he chose the wrong target. This was not Huaxia, so why think so much? He couldn’t change anything anyway.

The inside of the vehicle fell into silence for a while.

Suddenly,

the walkie-talkie in the vehicle crackled to life.

"Reporting to the captain, there’s a vehicle that seems to be following us," said a voice.

The voice was very clear, much better than the usual crackling walkie-talkie sounds, almost comparable to a mobile phone in clarity. From the vehicle-mounted screen, they could clearly see that it was the last vehicle in the convoy that had sent the message.

Chu Sheng couldn’t help but admire the power of the vehicle-mounted equipment.

Aside from the full surveillance.

High-definition video sharing between vehicles within ten kilometers.

It’s all about precise positioning of vehicle equipment.

In the entire screen, the relative distances of their convoy were displayed, not just as points, but even the parking angles and corners of the vehicles were shown.

Each vehicle was connected to satellite positioning, so as soon as they arrived on location, deploying the unmanned data collection device would allow them to establish a terrain model. Henceforth, within the range of terrain data collected on the screen, they could directly "see" the precise location of other vehicles, which was quite impressive.

Chu Sheng was startled as soon as he got into the car, fortunately, this was still within his ability to comprehend, and did not exceed his expectations. After all, anyone could achieve this by combining photos with satellite coordinates. Many countries had this capability; it was the extent of the deployment in vehicle-mounted equipment that took him by surprise.

He heard a vehicle behind them.

He Liang immediately became alert.

"Transfer the video over," he said.

"Yes."

The next moment.

A Toyota Off-Road Pickup appeared on the vehicle-mounted screen, looking quite worn out. The determination that it was following them was because at the previous few checkpoints, it had turned the same corners as the convoy. It might be a coincidence, but they couldn’t be too careful as that was part of their job.

He Liang watched the pickup for two seconds.

His hand magically pulled out a keyboard from the co-driver’s seat.

He clicked a few times.

The image in the video was magnified.

Though they were tens of meters apart, He Liang could clearly see inside the pickup. He clicked again, and the number of people inside the vehicle appeared on the vehicle-mounted screen. In total, four.

Two of them had photos, but their personal information was marked with question marks.

The other two were in the back seat of the pickup and couldn’t be seen.

Looking at the photos of faces that clearly weren’t up to any good, He Liang frowned. He couldn’t determine whether these people were following them or if it was a coincidence. A coincidence would be easier to deal with, but if they were following him, it would be troublesome.

"Keep watching, we can’t yet confirm if they are following us," He Liang said.

"Yes, captain."

On the road ahead.

They finally confirmed that they were indeed being followed.

"What should we do?"

This question was thrown to He Liang.

He Liang was not panicked.

This wasn’t the first time they had encountered such a situation.

In previous times at the mining field, when they escorted personnel and equipment, they often encountered local forces tailing them, hoping to make a quick profit. However, nothing serious happened eventually, and under the influence of some mysterious force, after a few times, their convoy ceased to have any tails.

Without the capability to solve this with force, his only option was to report it.

But before that, he had to speak with the African police to see if they had any way to deal with it. Such tracking inherently hinted at the prospect of a confrontation, and it wasn’t just following for the sake of it.

Soon.

They connected to the African police car’s wireless channel at the front.

"Police Chief Bulmer, there’s a vehicle following us, please advise on how to handle this," He Liang said in French. Bulmer was one of the black men who had come on the Shunfeng Aircraft, although not a leading figure among that group, just a minor character.

He didn’t know who Tan Ze had shaken hands with, but it was definitely a significant figure here.

Upon hearing this, Bulmer was startled.

Even such a convoy still attracted ’windfall-seekers.’

They were quite bold.

"The convoy should stop first; I’ll go check it out," Bulmer said. He was familiar with the area, he knew all the big and small underground rooms and tribes in the area, otherwise, he wouldn’t have spent over a decade here for nothing.

"Okay," He Liang replied.

After speaking.

"All vehicles, pay attention, pull over and stop, close your windows, and do not get out of the car. I repeat, all vehicles, pay attention..."

He Liang used the walkie-talkie to have the convoy stop, though it wasn’t necessary to use the walkie-talkie since the African police car in front had already stopped, and the ones behind couldn’t possibly crash into it. However, this was an essential procedure.

The vehicle behind them also stopped when they saw the convoy halt.

Bulmer made a turn.

And appeared beside the vehicle.

He didn’t draw his gun.

In this place, his skin color was quite useful; local powers and tribes didn’t dare to provoke them carelessly. Not drawing a gun was also a strategy—if the other side became nervous, negotiation might turn into a stand-off.

Such a scene wasn’t pretty.