Nordej was behind Mr. Kingsman and he has the order to do anything to find the treasure and that was exactly what he was doing. Today he got the message that the chip was in a fly and that the fly was going to South Sudan, so he immediately took a fly too and soon arrived in this military base.
Because the country was in a mess, his organization has many connection with the high position people here because they supplied them with weapons. So, as he arrived the general in this base came personally to welcome him and lick his boots as much as he can.
"Gustav prepare everything and bring 20 men with you. They must be well trained and put them the collars, understood?" Said Nordej coldly while giving the man called Gustav a suitcase.
Gustav looked at the suitcase and he doubted for a moment.
"Boss, this collars are to lethal, what if they explode suddenly? I heard that many of them were defect." Gustav said worried.
"This are the second generation and all the malfunctions of the first generation were removed, they will not explode by mistake." Nordej replied with the same cold face that did not show any sign of emotions.
"I understand, everything will be prepared in 30 minutes."
The collars that they were talking about are the newest dispositive to make sure that the people under the control of the organization are loyal and do not think to make any mistakes like betraying the organization. It was a very simple collar that would explode when it is triggered by voice. Of course, the voice that can trigger this collar is from Nordej. But that is not the only way to trigger them, if the heart of Nordej stops, then the collars explode automatically too.
30 minutes later, Nordej, Gustav and the best 20 soldiers of the military base began their hunt after Mr. Kingsman and the others in their Toyota and Nissan pickups in the dusk.
Far away from this military base…
Mr. Kingsman and the others were exhausted, and it was not good to drive in the dark in the jungle. It was good that the jungle was not so dense at the river and the cars had enough place to drive along the river, but they knew that it would become tight and then they would need to continue at feet.
"Let us camp here today, we can continue at dawn, but now it is too dark, and I cannot see good in the dark." Said Mr. Kingsman after he saw the young people around him suffering from the bumpers of the cars and their burned faces from the sun. He could perfectly continue the whole night, but he the others could not, and he did not want to have a team that only thinks of sleep instead of where the treasure is.
After he said that, all the cars stopped, and all the mercenaries began to build tents and then they began to cook dinner.
At the same time, Alex and the others sat around a fire and began to chat.
"Mr. Kingsman, can you tell us how much there is still the place marked by the map?" asked Maria.
Mr. Kingsman nodded and then took the ancient map from his bag carefully and showed it to everyone and then he began to point and tell.
"Our start point was circa 500 kilometers away from the treasure and it was the nearest place were an airplane could land. We drove for approximately 2 hours a distance of 140 kilometers until we entered the jungle."
"From then we moved slower than before and we made another 100 kilometer in 5 hours. Therefore, we already made the half distance. But the other half is a lot harder, then after 200 kilometer we have to leave the cars behind and walk the last 50 kilometers. I know that it sounds too much, but it is the only way, because not even planes or helicopters can fly above this jungle. It is like the Bermuda triangle and all the planes get lost once they enter the jungle for too long."
They all were somehow excited and at the same time the 50 kilometer that they had to walk was too much too. But it was better than anything and such an opportunity did not come every day.
Alex smiled the whole time; he already knew the way and the location of the treasure. His sense was weaker in this place from some reasons, but he could still sense a place that his sense could not scan whatever he tried. If even he was not able to see that place with his senses, then other people of machines could do less.
What Alex did not know was that the Treasure of King Salomon was not an ordinary treasure, it something that was born with the earth itself and the spiritual energy was very special and it could also be called unique, because this was the only place in the whole dimensions with such an energy which could block the senses of a powerful being like Alex. If another cultivator came here, even if he were only a level inferior as Alex, his senses would be blocked completely, and he would not be able to sense anything in the moment he entered the radius around the treasures location.
Whatever, Alex never had contact with another cultivator, not even a weak one, so he had no idea of the types of energies and the laws behind them or anything. He was only strong and wealthy, that was Alex.
"Mr. Kingsman, what is this circle with a tent in the map? It does not mark the treasure but something else?" Asked Christian pointing to a circle that came before the x where the treasure is.
"Ah, this one? I do not know."