God Of War Pinnacle
Chapter 255

"Don't worry, boss!"

Phantasma's subordinates rubbed their palms together in excitement. Strapped around their waists were various sharp blades.

The logistic team finally arrived after a short while.

The logistic team was made up of thirty cars because the machines were worth up to five hundred million, after all.

The car leading the team came to an abrupt halt upon noticing the row of cars messily parked in the middle of the road.

The rest of the cars stopped as well.

Doug Rice was seated inside the car leading the team.

He was about to get out of the car and check out the situation when he saw over a dozen menacing-looking men advancing in his direction. Doug was scared out of his wits.

Phantasma and his underlings walked up to the car and he knocked on the car window.

Doug was fearful as he looked at the batons in their hands. He immediately lowered the car window.

Phantasma croaked. "Are you from Morris Group?"

"Yes... That... That's right..." Doug nodded.

"Okay. You may leave now, but those machines will have to stay." Phantasma ordered.

"I can't do that. We can't leave without the equipment..." Doug said.

The rest of his sentence was stuck in his throat as Phantasma's subordinates glared at him.

Doug immediately contacted Iris and informed him of the predicament.

Iris and the others were worried sick.

But Elena was unusually calm. "There's no need to worry. Boss has arranged everything. All we have to do is wait here patiently."

Phantasma led his men toward the back of the convoy afterward.

Although the Warzone Defense Research And Development Centre produced the equipment, the logistic team was not provided by the army. Instead, it was Doug Rice who had hired the logistic team. Phantasma and his men would have fled in fright if they saw that it was a fleet of military vehicles.

All the carriages attached to the cars were covered by black drapes.

Phantasma and his men removed the black drapes and sized up the equipment underneath.

They smiled wickedly when they have ascertained all thirty cars to be loaded with the medical equipment.

Phantasma contacted Ron. "Mr. Bale, I've checked all thirty cars, and all of them are carrying the equipment."

"Excellent! Destroy all the machines, Phantasma! Morris Group can dream about laying their hands on the equipment!" Ron said coldly.

"Okay. I will check the rest of the cars and destroy everything. I'll also cripple a few men afterward." Phantasma continued to examine the remaining vehicles.

The rest of the cars were loaded with accessories and spare parts of the machines.

In the end, there were only three cars left to check.

Phantasma felt panic rising within him at the sight of the last three cars. For some unknown reason, His left eyelid was twitching continuously.

With an apprehensive heart, Phantasma walked up to the cars.

He used his baton to part the drapes.

The interior of the car was dark, but he could make out a group of people inside.

One of Phantasma's subordinates exclaimed, "There are so many people inside!"

Another man added. "These must be the workers to unload the equipment."

Phantasma ordered harshly, "All of you, get out of the car! Someone come and part the drapes!"

Two of his underlings parted the drapes. Sunlight illuminated the dark interior at once.

Everyone was frightened when they saw the people sitting inside the car.

Phantasma and his men dropped their batons unwittingly. The cigarettes held between their lips fell as their jaws dropped.

Inside the car were over a dozen men dressed in military outfits. They were pointing their loaded guns at Phantasma and his subordinates. No one expected to see a group of fully-armed soldiers inside the car.

"Did you just order us to get out of the car?" The company commander leading the group pressed his pistol against Phantasma's head.