Chapter 777: CONSUMPTION

Just as He Yuzhu entered the space, three helicopters circled and arrived, surrounding the Land Rover in layers.

The high-speed rotating rotors whipped up a gale, blowing dust to fill the sky, and searchlights illuminated this wilderness as if it were broad daylight.

The seven or eight cars pursuing He Yuzhu also arrived one after another; over a dozen fully armed personnel quickly exited their vehicles, wearing bulletproof vests and holding rifles, and rapidly formed a perimeter, slowly closing in on the car.

"Pay attention, everyone! Superior orders: capture them alive at all costs!" someone shouted sternly while holding a megaphone.

The group stepped closer and closer, the distance shrinking.

Ten meters, eight meters, five meters...

The two leading armed personnel raised their guns, aiming at the car windows, their fingers resting on the triggers, ready to fire at any moment.

A burly man wearing a tactical vest stepped forward quickly and grabbed the handle of the front passenger door.

He took a deep breath, pulled with a sudden, violent force, and yanked the door open—

At the very instant the door opened—

"Boom!!!"

A violent explosion roared, and one hundred kilograms of high-explosive explosives detonated instantly, with terrifying destructive power.

A giant fireball over twenty meters in diameter suddenly soared into the air, tearing through the pitch-black night sky with a violent force that swallowed everything.

A supersonic shockwave spread crazily in all directions, sweeping across the entire wilderness.

The dozen or so armed personnel surrounding the car did not even have time to let out a scream before they were blasted into the sky, disintegrated into fragments, and scattered across the nearby ground.

One helicopter closest to the car was hovering at a low altitude of fifty meters at the time, and the high-speed flying debris smashed fiercely into its fuselage.

The aircraft trembled violently in the air, then spun and smashed hard into the ground, instantly igniting into a raging inferno.

The other two helicopters were shaken violently by the blast wave; the pilots pulled up their altitude with all their might and hurriedly made emergency evasive maneuvers to the sides, only just managing to escape disaster.

In just an instant, this patch of land turned into a living hell.

Four hours later, Pete finally arrived at the scene with the CIA team.

The center of the explosion had burned into a charred black patch, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of diesel and burnt rubber, choking one's throat tight.

Several detectives who had arrived earlier were squatting on the ground conducting a preliminary investigation.

Pete walked over and called a gray-bearded Inspector to his side: "Sir, can you determine how many people were in the car?"

The white-bearded man shook his head: "Officer, the people in the car were too ruthless; they placed at least two hundred kilograms of explosives inside. At the moment of the explosion, the people in the car were already carbonized. With current technical means, it is impossible to distinguish whether it was one person or several."

Pete's brow furrowed into a knot; he was silent for a few seconds, then sighed heavily: "The people in this organization are truly ruthless—ruthless to others, and ruthless to themselves."

He soon walked out from that hellish scene, and Mike happened to hurry over.

Pete spoke with some impatience: "Why did you have to act in this place? If we had waited for them to return to their residence and acted in the middle of the night, we might have been able to catch them alive."

Mike frowned and cursed: "The British didn't want them entering London, so they made us conduct the arrest here... we had no choice."

"Damn it, bastards." Pete cursed as he walked. He walked to the sedan, then suddenly turned his head back: "Mike, this matter is finished. Write a detailed report stating that all members of the Shadow Organization who attacked Ramstein Airport have been blown to death."

Mike nodded: "Boss, then, can we withdraw from the United Kingdom?"

Pete nodded, turned around with his men, and left.

Seven hours later, the explosion site was thoroughly cleaned up.

The wreckage of the explosion, helicopter fragments, and burnt vehicles were all hauled away.

Even the ground was simply leveled, as if someone wanted to wipe away all traces.

The sky turned completely dark.

There was no one around, only the occasional bird call from afar.

He Yuzhu emerged from the space, and after confirming the surroundings were safe, he released Nina as well.

As soon as Nina landed, she smelled a thick, burnt odor. She looked around and discovered the smell of Morning's blood still on the ground: "Xiao He, what happened here?"

"I blew up everyone who was chasing us. I staged a scene to make them think we refused to be captured and wanted to perish together with the enemy. They shouldn't be tracking us for the time being."

Nina was stunned for a moment, then gave a thumbs up: "That's great! I still want to have a good trip in the United Kingdom! Will you accompany me, okay?"

He Yuzhu looked at her excited appearance and smiled: "No problem, but you need to put on some makeup, and I need to restore my Chinese face as well."

In Si Jiu Cheng, Liu Rusi and Secretary Liu sat opposite each other at the agreed-upon location.

Secretary Liu spoke first: "Comrade Xiao Liu, how is things going with Xiao He?"

Liu Rusi replied: "I have received two calls from him. He said everything is going smoothly and he should be back in about two weeks."

Secretary Liu stared at her: "How is the situation in the Soviet Union?"

Liu Rusi smiled slightly: "According to the information we have, even though the Soviet Union knows that the M Country's air base in West Germany was bombed and lost hundreds of aircraft, they still have no intention of using force. This shows that their current economic situation is not good, and they are afraid that if a war starts, the country will completely collapse."

Secretary Liu sighed: "That is indeed a good thing. Otherwise, if the two sides really started fighting, we would inevitably be affected. The country cannot afford to be tossed about anymore; development is what matters."

Liu Rusi said with a smile: "It seems that this time, they are completely convinced that the Shadow Organization belongs to the Soviet side."

Secretary Liu nodded: "I must say, this idea of yours was truly excellent; one could say it was the boldness of a master. It's just that for Zhuzi, it was a bit risky."

Liu Rusi waved her hand: "I would have been afraid in the past. But over these years, He Yuzhu has always been steady in his actions. Even if something really happened, he would be able to escape."

Secretary Liu laughed: "This time, his earnings must be quite substantial, right?"

Liu Rusi smiled somewhat awkwardly: "If you have any matters that need resolving, you can have him arrange it."

Secretary Liu's smile deepened: "I do have a matter here; foreign exchange is still tight."

Liu Rusi replied: "It is not easy for me to discuss this with him; you will have to talk to him personally."

He Yuzhu drove all the way to London and checked directly into the Connaught Hotel, which cost two hundred pounds a night.

After settling in, he first went to an antique shop behind Harrods to exchange currency, trading Mark for pounds.

Most of the people coming in and out of the shop were Arab merchants, clutching large amounts of cash, making a living specifically off the exchange rate spread.

He Yuzhu didn't waste words and exchanged one million pounds directly.

Clutching the money, he turned and walked into Harrods, heading straight for the Patek Philippe counter.

He bought thirty watches in one go.

The more expensive the antique watch, the more he wanted it; the rarer it was, the less he hesitated, spending hundreds of thousands of pounds in a single transaction.

The store clerk's eyes nearly popped out, almost mistaking him for a relative of some Middle East prince.

He Yuzhu was crystal clear in his heart: the day West Germany and East Germany reunified, the Mark would become worthless. But these watches would be worth many times more in the future.

Nina was not idle either.

He Yuzhu gave her a large sum of cash directly and said, "Just choose what you want to buy, no need to look at the price."

Nina's eyes curved into crescent moons with her smile, and she dove headfirst into an ocean of designer bags and shoes, shopping with great delight.

Two hours later, the two of them walked out of the main entrance of Harrods with bags in their hands, feeling completely satisfied.

But they had not walked far before they were targeted by several pairs of malicious eyes.

They were not Police, but local thugs.