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As Josie's thoughts wandered, the plane she was on had already landed on Atauro Island.

East Timor at this time was a Portuguese colony.

Portugal had already rejected Josie once before on the issue of Porto Amaral.

Therefore, now that Josie has joined forces with the Dutch government to temporarily lease Atauro Island to Portugal, the other side naturally cannot refuse.

Otherwise, once the Dutch and José have formally resolved the Java issue through cooperation, and then directly attack East Timor, which is so close by, the Portuguese will be completely helpless.

Especially during this period, Portugal, like Spain, was in a state of semi-isolation in Europe, and its relationship with the United States was slightly better.

It would be fine if the conflict were with countries outside of Europe, but if it were with a European power like the Netherlands, the Americans wouldn't help them.

However, at present, Atauro Island has nothing except a small airport.

New jet aircraft have relatively high requirements for airports.

So Josie came here early to build the airport.

With the millions of robots purchased from Lawrence, building a temporary airport was a piece of cake.

Chapter 197 Underground Ruins

"Boss, the airport seems to have been occupied, and they're heading towards us!" A bodyguard reported as soon as the plane came to a stop.

Atauro Island, which will be the largest island in East Timor besides the mainland, covers 105 square kilometers. Apart from a small mountain in the center of the island, the overall terrain is relatively flat.

However, because the island has no special resources and freshwater resources are not abundant, there are very few residents, and in the early days it was just a place for exiling prisoners.

Even now, the population is not large.

Even in the 21st century, the island's population is only a few thousand.

The so-called airport was just a small airport built by the Portuguese before the war, which could only accommodate some old-fashioned propeller planes.

In fact, not to mention Atauro Island, even the whole of East Timor doesn't have a decent large airport.

So before they arrived here, the Boeing VC137 that Josie and her friends were on could only land in Australia.

Then I rented an old Boeing 247 in Australia and transited here.

As for why not choose to go to those big cities in Java, such as Jakarta, Bandung, and Surabaya, which are still under Dutch control?

Of course, it's for the sake of secrecy.

For the same reason of secrecy, Josie had already informed the Portuguese in advance to evacuate everyone on the island, including the natives.

I never expected there would be people on the island.

"Can you confirm who it is?" Josie asked.

"They look like natives, they all have weapons, but they're very backward. The main one is Manlisha, they're surrounding us, I suspect they're the rebels!" the bodyguard reported calmly. The bodyguards Josie brought this time were all veterans who had followed him for several years, just like Vito, and they had all undergone super soldier enhancements. They had excellent eyesight and wouldn't panic over such a small incident.

"Tsk, Manlisha, what a memorable weapon!" Upon hearing the bodyguard's words, Josie couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

The Mannlicher they mentioned refers to the Mannlicher M1895.

This gun is indeed very significant because it was used by a large number of countries during World War I.

Austria-Hungary, Switzerland, Italy, the Netherlands, and so on...

For the few Austrian people present, it was even more meaningful.

This gun was developed by the Austrian company Steyr.

However, this thing is rarely seen in the hands of the armies in Europe and America now. Only in backward colonial areas like Java do they have a large stock.

Just as the bodyguard said, if a group of natives with such old-fashioned guns suddenly appeared on a deserted island, then it is highly likely that they are a resistance fighter.

It's likely that they used this place as a temporary base after the Portuguese left.

"Who's going?" Josie sighed slightly, then asked the four bodyguards, including Vito.

Upon hearing this, the four men exchanged bewildered glances. The opposing side didn't have many people; they estimated that, including those hiding in the buildings, there were only twenty or thirty. If a fight broke out, they probably wouldn't be able to fight them all by themselves.

“I won’t participate!” Vito shook his head and said. He usually spent the most time with Josie, so there was no need to compete with them for such a small credit.

"Fine, the three of you go together. Whoever solves the most cases gets the Tyrannosaurus Rex model in my study! Remember to leave no survivors!" Seeing that Vito had no intention of participating, Josie didn't force him and instead said to the other three bodyguards.

He was referring to a model of a future Jurassic Park that was placed in his castle study. It was about 20 centimeters tall, made of pure silver, and weighed over two kilograms.

Although the value of this model sample is not high compared to the generous salaries of several bodyguards, it is still very meaningful due to its uniqueness.

It's more than enough to be a prize for a small competition.

"Boss, can I back out?" Upon hearing about the prize Josie mentioned, Vito immediately regretted his decision.

Of the people present, apart from Josh, the big boss, no one was more familiar with the model than him.

Who could resist such an incredibly imposing Tyrannosaurus Rex model?

Especially since it also has the stamp of Josie, who will inevitably become the "Godfather of Dinosaurs".

When Jurassic Park opens in the future, this thing will be extremely valuable in terms of both commemorative significance and brand value.

"That won't do, Vito, you've missed your chance!" The other three bodyguards chimed in.

“You can’t take back what you’ve said!” Josie said with a smile and a shrug.

Just as the five were chatting and laughing, a gunshot rang out from outside.

"It seems the guests outside are getting impatient!" Josie said, her face immediately turning cold.

"Don't worry, boss, it'll be done in three minutes!" The three bodyguards were also unhappy to see this. If they had angered their boss, it meant they hadn't fulfilled their responsibilities.

He immediately made a promise to Josie, then took out his weapon and opened the hatch.

Soon, rhythmic gunshots, fighting sounds, and screams rang out from outside.

"Boss, it's all taken care of. We've captured three prisoners!" Soon, one of the bodyguards returned.

The other two didn't return; they were probably guarding the prisoners.

Josie glanced at her watch: two minutes and fifteen seconds. Not bad!

"So you won?" Josie asked.

"Hehe, two more than the other two!" the bodyguard said cheerfully.

"Okay, remember to remind me when you get back this time!" Josie patted him on the shoulder and then got off the plane.

"You all stay here and keep watch. Don't let anyone get close to the beach. If anything happens, don't make any rash moves." However, after getting off the plane, Josie did not interrogate the prisoners. Instead, he told Vito and the others to stay in the airport while he walked alone towards the shore.

Is this a joke? Who is he? Are a few native prisoners worth him interrogating? Vito and his men could handle it themselves.

More importantly, none of them actually spoke Javanese.

However, the NS robot will.

So Josie decided to go to the beach first to get the robot out.

Vito and his companion dutifully refrained from following. As longtime associates of Josie, they were well aware that their boss harbored many secrets, so they refrained from asking questions they shouldn't.

As for safety issues, they are not worried at all.

A few years ago, it would be hard to say, but now... although they still carry the title of bodyguards, they are actually well aware that they have been reduced to drivers and thugs.

Despite being super soldiers, they are no longer a threat to Josie.

In terms of physical constitution alone, Josie, who has not yet used the Super Soldier Serum, may still be slightly stronger than them, but in terms of methods, the two are no longer comparable.

Having accumulated magical power by drinking from the Fountain of Youth for a long time, he had become quite proficient in the Five Elements Techniques. Coupled with his increasingly skilled gunfighting techniques and the various strange equipment he carried, such as shield generators and time-space teleportation belts, the super soldiers were truly helpless against Josh when he didn't seek to kill him.

Besides, they had already checked the surrounding area and there should be no danger anymore.

They were clearly too optimistic, and some problems did arise along the way, but they weren't serious.

As Josie walked through the woods and was about to step onto the beach, a whooshing sound came from above.

Without even looking up, Josie instantly produced a strangely shaped weapon in her hand and unleashed an American-style Iaijutsu in the direction from which the body had broken through the air.

With a loud thud, the attacker's upper body was gone.

The scattered flesh and blood were also kept a step away from Josie by the shield that appeared on her body.

As the remaining half of the corpse fell to the ground, Josie turned around and looked at the other person's clothes; he was a native.

He shook his head, not caring. It wasn't like he hadn't killed someone before.

As I walked to the shore, a series of enormous hovering transport vehicles appeared on the land as I waved my hand over them. Besides robots, my robot world also has its share of advanced technologies. For example, the hovering cars that Howard Stark researched have become a relatively common technology in my robot world.

After about fifty transport trucks were deployed, Josie felt that was enough, considering that each truck could carry a full thousand NS-5s.

Fifty cars would cost fifty thousand, enough to renovate the island.

Then Josie released a large number of regular transport vehicles from the system space, all of which were pre-loaded with various building materials.

After the entire beach was packed, Josie sat in the driver's seat of one of the vehicles, took out a smart tablet, entered the command, connected to her own satellite, and then performed DNA verification. The fifty behemoths roared to life and headed toward the airport—fully automated, driverless, not Terrala, safe and secure!

The forests where the transport truck passed were flattened, and large flocks of birds were startled and flew away.

Environmental protection? In this day and age, hardly anyone cares about that.

Besides, this island doesn't have any rare species, so it's not very valuable and can be modified however you like.

The loud noise made by the robotic transport vehicle immediately alerted the bodyguards and the bound prisoners guarding the airport.