A huge convoy was speeding down the straight road. Behind and behind the convoy were ten black armored wheeled express cars, with a silver hover car sandwiched in the middle.
Sorge, who was wearing a light brown windbreaker and neatly combed short blond hair, was sitting in his luxurious hover car. The holographic screen in the car was displaying all the information about going to that place. Apart from him in the spacious car
, and five strong and meticulous bodyguards.
Although this is a no-no-no zone in the Maelstrom area, the urban construction is not bad. The roads on both sides are straight, flat, well-maintained, and there are security cameras every ten meters.
Compared to other hives in the empire, there are no dilapidated shacks outside the roads of this city, nor are there refugees begging for survival resources, nor are there huge chimneys and ruins everywhere. After all, this is the money city of Estrang II.
, is a place where people with status spend a lot of money, and managers will not let those "unsightly" things appear here.
There are many luminous silver screens on the roadside, and the wave of recruitment advertisements for Estrang's Fifth Legion are displayed. In the screens, happy and excited faces are marching on the parade ground, and the Valkyrie gunship flies by.
A general looked at the phalanx with admiration.
Rain had fallen behind some damaged diodes, causing the general's face to flash erratically, and the slogan at the bottom of the picture - The first choice for aspiring young people!
Under the remaining light, the whole picture looked very funny.
Sorge thought with some mockery, if the soldiers knew that their general was one of the protective umbrellas of the smuggling chain, would they be surprised, or would they find this matter ordinary?
After years of development and support from distant masters, Sorge's gray fox smuggling collective has become famous in the Maelstrom area, especially after it began to provide him with a large number of cheap and high-quality electronic products and arms a year ago.
, his power and business have developed rapidly. Now the entire group has more than 300,000 people and more than 20 transport ships and armed ships of various types. Although it cannot be compared with those top smuggling groups, it can be expected in the future.
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Outsiders like to call him the nickname "Silent Fox", partly because of the Gray Fox Group, and partly because he is very low-key and has a very tight tone.
As for the pirates, Sorge also developed several good partners, who were always available to support him when encountering problems. However, in the maelstrom, reputation sometimes brought not only benefits but also threats.
Over the years, he has encountered countless enemies, and his life has been on the line several times, but he has always survived.
As for how many people he killed, he himself did not know. After all, in this area full of desire and sin, no one can be innocent.
Soon, the convoy reached its destination. As the doors opened one by one, ten well-armed and battle-experienced bodyguards poured out of each car—most of them were retired Astra Militarum.
Although the Maelstrom area has never been peaceful, it is relatively peaceful compared to other hotspot war zones. Many Astra Militarum troops stationed here will only deal with pirates throughout their lives, and when they retire, their retirement funds are often not enough
To support their families, many retired Astra Militarum soldiers can only use their "crafts" to find another way out. Most of them have entered the gray area of the Maelstrom, engaging in professions such as mercenaries, gang thugs, and even killers and pirates.
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Perhaps they had fought in the name of the emperor in the past, but under the pressure of real survival, most people had to fight for money in the end.
Soon, the bodyguards set up a cordon and quickly surrounded Sorge's hover car.
Ten seconds later, Sorge's most trusted bodyguard, the strong body of the former Catachan soldier Dag, squeezed out of the hatch, and then the clever Ike - now an adult, and a proficient shooter and explosives
warrior.
After the two confirmed that everything was correct, Sorge got out of the car. The most valuable lesson he had learned over the years was that it is always better to be cautious.
Then he put on his sunglasses and took a look at the towering tower. The hourglass-shaped door of the tower seemed to shine even in the gloom of the afternoon. Then he smiled slightly and walked in under the protection of many bodyguards.
The female receptionist at the door obviously knew who it was, and they all bowed to him without any unnecessary movements or words.
When the door slid to the left and right, Sorge walked into the tower. The first thing he saw was the many mirrors in the entrance hall. The floor was also polished, which gave people a strange impression, as if he was walking on transparent water.
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At the same time, there is a very strong smell of incense in the luxurious hall, which is the kind of spray with attractive pheromones, which is undoubtedly the same smell as the girl wearing a high-cut dress next to the fountain in the center of the hall.
These girls all look to be no more than twenty years old, with fair and smooth complexions and almost perfect faces.
They all noticed Sorge's presence. Most of their eyes stayed on his windbreaker, the gray dress underneath and his handsome face. A few of them stayed on the bodyguards. It was obvious that they were guessing his identity.
Although they looked like courtesans, Sorge could clearly feel the difference between them and those high-end prostitutes. The polish and training they had gone through were obviously targeted.
At this time, a mature woman wearing a pearl-colored dress walked over. The sound of her high heels on the ground was almost like a melody. Seeing this woman, the girls lowered their heads and walked aside.
"Mr. Sorge, welcome, please come this way."
Sorge nodded with a smile, and was then taken to a golden corridor. At this time, his bodyguards also poured in, which surprised the female attendant.
"Mr. Sorge, our internal security here is very complete. Your bodyguard can wait below -"
Before she could finish her words, a servo skull flew down from the container, and then a greasy emphasis came from inside.
"Little Rose, it's okay. Brother Sorge has always been so careful. Just let him do whatever he wants."
The woman nodded to the skull, then looked at Sorge, and ignored the bodyguards who were entering other elevators.
"Please come this way."
Sorge was guided into an observation elevator with floor-to-ceiling windows. Five cronies who came in with him were in the same car. Four of them were carrying a metal box in their hands.
Soon, the elevator moved up silently until it reached a corridor with a higher floor. This time, the panoramic view of the city could be seen from the floor-to-ceiling windows in the distance.
As soon as he left the elevator, he smelled the smell of coffee and snacks, as well as the faint incense. The bodyguards were quickly deployed at various locations on the floor. Only the five people following the car followed Sorge into the huge and luxurious hall.
Room.
There is a sofa made of real leather placed in the middle of the room. It faces a huge floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the entire north of the city, but most of the time, the floor-to-ceiling window can only see the disorderly dark clouds above the city.
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The window seat is occupied by a huge wooden desk and a wooden chair that is twice as wide as an ordinary chair.