Chapter 852 - Capítulo 852: 368: The Death Omen Star Shines - America: Starting with Daily Intelligence - NovelsTime

America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 852 - Capítulo 852: 368: The Death Omen Star Shines

Author: Gray-White Orange
updatedAt: 2026-01-24

Capítulo 852: Chapter 368: The Death Omen Star Shines

After touring the entire Solo Island, more than an hour had passed.

Captain Spike also informed the General Sect Leader, telling him that his people had organized everything and transported it onto the Coastal Combat Ship, ready to leave the Solo Island waters and return to Silver Island at any time.

After receiving the message, Allen Zhang simply informed the Acr people, suggesting the idea of leaving and asked them to take him to Solo Island’s airport.

“Mr. Jin, rest assured that we will handle the follow-up work on the island and not cause you any trouble,” Acr said eagerly, driving the General Sect Leader to the airport and watching Allen Zhang board the Cirrus Fathead Shark.

“I believe in your ability to handle things, goodbye.” Allen Zhang nodded, waved, and then boarded the plane, closing the cabin door.

After fastening his seat belt, he turned to Boketu and said: “Let’s go, back to Silver Island.”

“Understood.” Boketu immediately started the plane, adjusted the electronic equipment, turned around on the runway, sprinted for takeoff, soaring into the sky and leaving Solo Island behind.

After recovering the Black Hawk Helicopter and the fast assault boat, the main fleet also started the combat ship, turning around and heading to Silver Island.

Others skilled in piloting then flew Solo Island’s private planes towards Silver Island.

Watching the departure of the combat ship and private planes, the remaining gunman team and Acr on the island also sighed, saying the big tiger finally left, taking half of the island’s wealth with them.

“Was that Mr. Jin just now? He didn’t seem that impressive, looked quite ordinary.” A gunman joked in private.

“Why don’t you tell that to his face? Maybe when Mr. Jin orders a 30mm naval gun up your ass and blasts you to bits, you won’t be talking like that,” someone nearby retorted.

“I was just saying…” the gunman immediately backed down.

“Alright, can we start splitting the loot? Assad’s vault still has over ten billion US dollars left! Where are the Acr people?” Many people started clamoring.

Acr, following principles of fairness and justice, distributed the wealth according to the previously agreed upon shares, though disputes inevitably arose, with many also eyeing the leaves and narcotics specialties from the Leaf Greenhouse Area.

After all, it was 2 billion US dollars worth of goods, and nobody would want to miss out on making more money! Mr. Jin may not want these goods, possibly to avoid trouble, but these gunmen risk their lives, with everything at stake, and wouldn’t want to pass up the chance to make money.

The bolder the people, the greater the yield of the land! You billionaire capitalists can’t begin to understand the feelings of these poor boys who have come out of the slums.

Acr respected their thoughts and only advised them once, but seeing it had little effect, said no more.

They simply listed those people’s names on a predicted death roster.

There’s little point in advising doomed souls; to ensure the organization’s stability, they must cut ties with those people!

Time to part ways on good terms, the matter is done, any more trouble after this will be their own responsibility.

The Cirrus Fathead Shark arrived at Silver Island, around four in the morning, and during this time, Allen Zhang also received messages from Old Jack and Zorro, informing him that the team had officially begun action and the preliminary tasks were completed during the day.

Allen Zhang only inquired about the current situation and task progress briefly, then paid no more attention.

When the plane landed at Silver Island, Allen Zhang got off and asked Boketu to take some money out of the handbag, distributing it to the present technical staff and the guerrilla members who stayed up late on guard.

The Commander received a hefty bonus and was all smiles.

Unexpectedly, just by doing his regular job, he received a bonus from the boss again, which made him shout even louder with cheer!

“Loyalty!!”

The group saluted with fervent eyes, eager to follow and serve the General Sect Leader relentlessly.

Allen Zhang simply gave a few speeches and told them to go to rest earlier.

Once the Coastal Combat Ship arrived at the Silver Island harbor, after verifying the materials brought back were correct, and rewarding all staff with a bonus, the General Sect Leader returned to the residential area on the island, went upstairs to rest.

Before going to sleep, he didn’t forget to open the preliminary tasks action outline sent by Old Jack; after thoroughly understanding it, he was amazed by the hit squad’s actions and simultaneously offered a minute’s silence for their enemies.

In the afternoon, Old Jack and the others received the prepared explosives and unnumbered Ghost Guns from Sieg of the Thunder Fire Armored Kingdom, and then took a private plane to Clark County in Las Vegas.

Indeed, Superman County is the starting point of their initial action plan.

The Fed’s behind-the-scenes consortium, who tried to provoke the General Sect Leader, reside in a private estate in Clark County, but they clearly are asking for trouble, blissfully unaware of their glowing Death Omen Star.

After arriving at Clark County in Las Vegas, the hit squad first rented a room in a nearby motel, moving all the tools of the crime into the room.

Then Old Jack and Old Pao went to the local car rental to rent two old Highlanders, paying a few hundred dollars in deposit.

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