Chapter 999: The Gate of Heaven

On the Lazy God bus at this time, Chen Wei and the others were completely unaware that they had caused an uproar.

Although they are not scientifically illiterate, Chen Wei and others have no understanding of satellites at all, and they don't realize how unreasonable it is that this satellite's whereabouts are so elusive.

They were just shocked by the sharpness of the picture, which is almost equivalent to close-up shooting, and they couldn't extricate themselves for a long time.

Jiang Sanjia played with the picture like a mirror for a long time, and said excitedly: "Let me play, let me play!"

Chen Haocong helped Jiang Sanjia set up an administrator status, and a few seconds later, Jiang Sanjia had already pointed the screen at the beach.

"Hey hey, bikini beauty... Ouch, why did you hit me, master!"

Chen Wei was speechless and looked up at the sky.

I don't have a shameless apprentice like you!

Just about to take back control, Jiang Sanjia hurriedly called out: "Wait, wait, let me try again."

Jiang Sanjia swung his arms and manipulated the fine-tuning of the screen. After a few seconds, he found the car following him.

"Automatically track this car." After the voice command, Jiang Sanjia zoomed in on the screen, and saw the two CIA agents in the driver's seat and the co-pilot from diagonally above.

One of them was on the phone, and a circular menu popped up near his face, and he saw several options displayed on it: "Remote laser monitoring, lip recognition, intelligent hybrid recognition mode..."

Jiang Sanjia's eyes widened, he clicked suspiciously and mixed the recognition modes, and heard a clear voice: "Yes, sir! We have been following their car, and we didn't see any action from them, and the monitoring system didn't detect it. Unknown communication, yes, sir..."

"My God, the legendary Clairvoyance and Shunfenger is nothing more than that." Jiang Sanjia was really shocked.

Laser monitoring is already a very mature technology, in fact, they have used it when handling cases. Lip recognition is still very immature, and the success rate is not high, but it is clear that Lanshen Technology has done a good job.

But after the two are superimposed... they can be completely synchronized?

Not to mention Jiang Sanjia, the others in the car were too shocked to speak.

"Is this really a satellite? Is it really not a drone tracking and shooting?" Nazar was even more stunned.

To be honest, even if it is a drone tracking and shooting, it can be said to be abnormal, not to mention, this is a satellite in orbit far above the head!

Then Jiang Sanjia sighed, and said: "However, no matter how good the technology is, it can only be used in Africa. If it is in the capital, laser weapons can't penetrate it..."

With a "snap", Jiang Sanjia was slapped on the head by Chen Wei, "Is there anyone who blackmails my country so much?"

Jiang Sanjia chuckled, changed the subject and said to Chen Haocong: "Okay, Congcong, you are capable, you can make such a powerful satellite!"

"Actually..." Chen Haocong smiled embarrassingly, "I just came up with an idea for this satellite, it was all created by Brother Wang, Brother Feng, and Brother Afei... What is the function of this thing... I don't know either……"

He scratched his head: "Our brat technology is just launching it into space..."

In fact, Chen Haocong doubts whether this thing will be launched with a rocket. Looking at its detached orbit in space, his own power system is far more black technology than Chen Haocong's "big-headed doll" rocket. Could it be that he used the one on the Silence kind of power system?

And... nuclear fusion power source?

It's a pity that Uncle Ming controls these two systems very strictly, and doesn't allow anyone to use them easily, otherwise, how cool would it be if he installed them on the small bench No. 1?

"Then I have to take a closer look at what functions it has..." Jiang Sanjia flipped through the menu curiously. At this moment, he heard the voice of continuing to answer the phone from the monitor.

"Yes, sir. We are still following that car... Don't worry, their anti-tracking capabilities are like shit, it is impossible to get rid of us."

"Damn it!" Hearing this sentence, Jiang Sanjia was immediately annoyed, "Do these people know what is good or bad, and even say that our anti-stalking is like shit, Ah Yun, give him another trick... wait..."

Jiang Sanjia, who was searching for various functions, suddenly widened his eyes: "Is this possible?"

"I want to try it!" Chen Haocong widened his eyes when he saw that function, "This one is also okay? Brother Feng, what kind of function did they put in it?"

In the rear, the CIA agents drove a Lincoln Navigator, a black body, very hard-core vehicle.

In fact, this is an electronic monitoring vehicle, with a lot of electronic monitoring equipment stuffed into the rear, and it is currently monitoring the various communications of the lazy god bus.

It's just that it's still too difficult for their existing technology to capture the communication of the lazy gods.

Although the report will be made every five minutes, the CIA officials over there are still very worried. They will call almost every little while. The agents here are already a little impatient, but they can only keep reporting patiently. .

"You said, if the boss is so worried about our tracking ability, why not drive and follow us..." the driver complained.

"I guess he'd like to follow him himself, but he just can't get away." He paused and loosened his tie. "If Kalb can't be caught, it's not only bad luck for him, but also bad luck for us... this ghost in Africa The weather, why is it so hot?"

"I also feel hot, did you turn on the air conditioner?"

"If you turn on the air conditioner, the power supply of the rear equipment will be cut off. These damn rear engineers haven't changed the car at all... No, why is it getting hotter?" The driver sniffed, "Why is there still a car?" A burnt smell?"

The driver was still puzzled when a car came up behind him. A gray-haired black old man opened the rear window and looked at him. He made a sign of the cross on his chest devoutly and said to them, "God, I see When you reach God, you must be God’s messengers.”

"What's the matter with us?" The co-driver looked confused.

"Our Father in heaven, may the world hallow your name..." The old black man prayed devoutly, as if the two of them were about to ascend to heaven and become holy.

"Hey, old man, we're not dead yet! You nagging old man!" The co-pilot, who is not a Christian, naturally doesn't like these nagging things, not to mention that the old man's expression is like It's like seeing a dying person.

"Hey, be respectful, I'm a Catholic!" The driver took out the cross around his neck and kissed it.

"Lord, I have seen your glorious descending, and I have seen the gate of heaven..." The old man smiled kindly and reverently at the driver, and looked up towards the direction of the roof.

And many vehicles on the road stopped, staring blankly at the roofs of their cars. "

"What the hell are you looking at!" The co-pilot was going crazy. He was already very hot and irritable, let alone now, he wanted to draw his gun and shoot indiscriminately.

"Joe, your hair!" the pilot yelled suddenly, looking at the top of the co-pilot's head.

The co-pilot touched his hair and found that his hair had become brittle, hot, and the pomade had been dried. When he looked up, he saw that the rubber on the roof was curling.

"What's the matter... Fuck it! Jump out of the car! Jump out of the car!"

As expected of the strictly trained CIA agents, the two opened the car door almost at the same time and jumped down.

Fortunately, the traffic here is crowded and the speed is not fast. They rolled on the ground a few times and crawled to the side of the road. Regardless of the pain in their bodies, they didn't know where the fracture was or not, so they looked back.

An extremely thick beam of light fell from the sky and shot directly on the roof of their car.

Kenya is a country where Christianity is very popular. In the car, on the street, and on the beach, people stopped what they were doing, looked over devoutly, bowed their heads, made the sign of the cross, and prayed.

The holy and glorious white light, like the guide of the gate of heaven, is firmly nailed to the roof of the black Lincoln Navigator.

Miracles come and glorify the world.

After the two people jumped out of the car, the out-of-control vehicle slanted towards the side of the road, all the way towards the beach. After rushing for about tens of meters, there was a bang, and a ball of flames burst out for a few seconds. After that, there was another bang, which exploded into a ball of fire.

The driver stared blankly at the exploding body, and made a sign of the cross on his chest: "God bless!"

"I lost millions of dollars of monitoring equipment, can God let us escape punishment?" the co-pilot asked quietly, clutching his arm. (To be continued.)