Chapter 1056 Olduvai Gorge
During the video call, Rossi's old face also showed a bit of haggardness, "I can try to communicate with the Tanzanian senior officials and try to buy some more time.
But given the positions of both sides, it is best not to have too much expectation for this."
Jubal looked at the time. It was already 10 o'clock in the evening local time. His brows had already twisted into a Sichuan character unconsciously. "That means according to the most pessimistic estimate, we have less than 12 hours left?"
Rossi nodded. The two old men were silent for a long time facing the screen. Finally, they sighed together. Jubal said goodbye helplessly and closed the computer screen.
They are now in the office of the local police station. Only he and Jack are left in the room. Everyone else is in the interrogation room next door to watch Detective Pollino's interrogation of Tumer Makanni.
Aubrey has a guess. Since Elijah played a "backdoor listing" in the local area and pried away the followers of this "pastor".
Is it possible that he can use the same method to build his "Garden of Eden" in a village or near a camp that has accepted Tumer Makanni's missionary work to facilitate the transportation of materials.
So now a group of people gathered in the interrogation room, hoping to get the most likely result from this guy and his two men.
Mosquito coils were lit in the office, but there were still unknown flying insects that kept hitting the incandescent bulbs under the urge of light, making crisp popping sounds. Soon, a dense circle of corpses lay on the ground.
Jubal stared at those tireless little flying insects, wondering if he was thinking of something, and sighed again after a long time.
"Okay, stop sighing, there will always be a way." Jack comforted casually.
In fact, he was also upset. When he was in China, he was used to handling cases smoothly. Not to mention that he didn't encounter any major cases in LAPD, after joining the FBI and becoming a member of the BAU team, he was rarely constrained by things other than cases.
Sure enough, "world police" is just a bluff, and it's nothing to encounter a "lighthouse" that doesn't care about anything.
Aubrey pushed the door open excitedly, and the door panel raised a gust of air that blew the dead insects all over the floor. "Found it."
"Where is it?" Jubal snapped the pencil in his hand.
"There is a camp in Olduvai Gorge. One-third of Tumo Makani's rebellious men came from that area, just east of Lake Victoria."
Aubrey drew a circle on the map on the table and explained, "In the African origin theory of human origin, Olduvai Gorge is regarded as the cradle of mankind. Elijah may want to rebuild his "Garden of Eden" there."
Old Muto followed closely behind him and patted his chest hard, "I know a shortcut that will definitely allow us to arrive before dawn."
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Olduvai Gorge is an east-west canyon in the famous Great Rift Valley of East Africa, 50 kilometers long and 900 meters deep, but its bottom is not the barren cliffs and rugged rocks that people imagine, but a large area of flat land full of vitality.
Rather than being the "Garden of Eden" for cultists, this place is a holy place for archaeologists, paleontologists and anthropologists.
Scientists have discovered footprints left by primitive humans 3.6 million years ago, fossils of "Australopithecus bonito" 1.75 million years ago, and fossils of "Homo habilis" regarded as the ancestors of humans.
The last point on the sighting route map drawn by Jack and Hannah is less than 60 kilometers away from here.
But if it weren't for Tumer Makani's confession and the old Muto who was familiar with the local situation, it would be estimated that even if the army was dispatched, it would not be able to reach here for a while.
Passing through a dense green tent, Jack turned off the flashlight and lay down beside the old Muto.
"Try this, it's sweet." The old man casually broke a long pole from his side and handed it over.
Jack took a look at it in the hazy moonlight. This thing looked a little familiar. It was thin and long like sugarcane but not sugarcane. It seemed to be eaten often when he was a child. It seemed to be called millet in the south, and people in the north called it sweet pole or second-generation sugarcane.
The dense green tent in front of him was full of this thing.
Jack didn't know that this thing was originally called sweet sorghum, and its origin was Africa.
When sweet sorghum grows well, it is as sweet as sugarcane, and it is not so hard to eat. It is one of Jack's beautiful childhood memories.
Unfortunately, he was not in the mood at this time. He nibbled on two sections to replenish water. Soon the green tent shook again, and a nimble black shadow flashed in front of the two.
The black boy under the old Muto bared his teeth at the two of them, revealing a hint of white, and then reported in a low voice.
Jack listened for a long time, and finally it was the old MUTO who helped to translate, "They found the yellow bus and parked it next to the camp.
There is a small church in the camp, no other buildings, and a circle of tents around the church. Because someone was keeping watch by the campfire, the scouts did not get too close.
Your people secretly destroyed the starter of the bus and stayed nearby, saying they would wait for you to come over."
Because they were worried about alerting the enemy and lacked a team communicator, they were divided into three groups.
Clay volunteered to go forward with the scouts under the old MUTO, Jack and the old MUTO coordinated and delivered the message in the middle, and Jubal stayed at the end with the others.
After the two discussed, Jack followed a touch of white to find Clay, and the old MUTO, who was familiar with the terrain, turned back to organize people to set up control.
There are a total of 5 people in the wanted criminal team. Detective Pollino brought two capable subordinates. Together with old Muto and his militia, there are less than 20 people on their side.
In the opposite camp, there are 22 American tourists and the local followers that Elijah fooled, which is almost twice their number.
It is definitely impossible to attack by force. It is not that they cannot beat them. It is a sneak attack to rush in now. Moreover, the combat effectiveness of old Muto and the militia he trained is definitely not weak.
It’s just that there are too many people in the camp. If the situation cannot be controlled in the first time, it is very easy to cause chaos.
Although most of the cult members are not worth dying, at least the 10 kidnapped women and the 7-year-old Nicholas are innocent.
After a while in the green gauze tent, Jack saw the light of fire. Clay, with a dark camouflage ointment on his face, was lying behind a big rock and watching the two old blacks who were napping by the campfire.
The camp was surrounded by a circle of simple barricades, and inside was a wooden fence less than one meter high. It looked like it had just been completed, and the gate had not been installed yet.
The small church in the middle was a proper concrete structure, and under the windowsills of two rooms, you could even see the air conditioner units.
It was obviously impossible for such a place to have a proper power supply, but there was no sound of a generator running nearby, so it was probably either not turned on or not installed yet.
