Deep in the African interior, a black military Hummer sped along.
It was traveling at an utterly unscientific speed over rugged terrain—over a thousand kilometers per hour. The constant bouncing alone should have shaken the vehicle apart.
And yet the Hummer drove as smoothly as could be, even in a perfectly straight line, as though the uneven ground had no effect on it at all.
More importantly, at that speed, the vibrations should have rattled a normal person's internal organs to pieces. But the five passengers showed no change in expression and didn't even need to fasten their seat belts.
An unusual Hummer, carrying unusual passengers, crossed the vast wilderness toward a destination few people ever visited.
After traveling some three or four hundred kilometers, the vehicle suddenly began to slow, settling to a normal Hummer's speed as it rolled into a camp hidden in a dense forest.
The place was heavily guarded. Several layers of barbed wire blocked the entrance, and more than a dozen armed guards patrolled the perimeter. If a single vehicle entrance had this many soldiers, even a restricted area run by the U.S. military wouldn't be this heavily fortified.
The Hummer stopped at the entrance, and someone soon came to check it.
The driver handed over a card. After inspecting it, the soldiers moved the barbed wire aside and let the vehicle through.
The Hummer proceeded at a steady pace, driving into the military-camp-like compound.
The passengers turned their heads, their eyes glinting with a faint, almost imperceptible light.
To them, the tents that concealed the various camps were as good as transparent. They recorded every supply and weapon inside.
As the vehicle moved forward, a three-dimensional map of the entire compound gradually took shape, every detail captured in the model.
"Ah, there it is—the