In a block about two hundred meters away from the capital, there is a commercial building. Due to the military martial law in Pilon City, the commercial gate is locked and not as bright as usual. In a dark corner on the top of the building facing the capital, a cold green light flashes from time to time. It is the light emitted by the electronic telescope that turns on the night vision mode.

"General Zhao, Miss and the others have not replied after they have been in for so long. Will there be any accidents?" A voice that was extremely depressing vaguely sounded. The speaker was Chen Er, the owner of the Jin Pavilion Pawnshop, who was the head of the St. Proli intelligence department in Pilon City.

"It shouldn't be. According to the agreement, even if an unexpected situation occurs, Miss Darlena and the others will warn us as soon as possible." Holding the holographic electronic telescope in his hand and quietly observing the sentries outside the head of state, Zhao Jiakun, the current highest commander of the Black Hawk Special Forces.

After carefully observing the movement inside and outside the head of state, Zhao Jiakun's sword eyebrows slowly frowned: "However, it is indeed a bit too quiet. If the ladies and the others had seen Emperor Ha and started to take action, the guards inside would not be like nothing."

"Do we want to contact the ladies and the others on their own initiative?" Chen Er asked worriedly.

"Wait a little longer." Putting down the electronic telescope in his hand, Zhao Jiakun looked up and glanced. Two banshee fighters passing by the head of state frowned and said in a deep voice: "Let your brothers prepare for a strong attack on the head of state. Maybe we not only want to attract the attention of those guards, but also must forcibly attack the head of state and the others."

"Okay, I'll go down and see how my brothers are preparing." Chen Er nodded and agreed. Just as he was about to get up quietly, a microcommunicator next to him suddenly made a series of low and rapid whistles.

"It's a green signal, Miss and the others have succeeded." Chen Er looked down and shouted in a low voice immediately.

"Hurry up, get ready to take action." Zhao Jiakun hurriedly got up, led Chen Er and the others back to the building, and took the elevator to the basement directly to the ground floor.

In the basement, a commando team composed of more than 90 Hawkeye Special Forces and military agents are waiting for the battle.

"Brothers, the target head of state, action." He walked to the commandos with great strides. Zhao Jiakun waved his hand and gave a loud order. He took the lead in jumping into a modified armed off-road locomotive. This armed off-road locomotive pretended to be a twenty-mm thick bulletproof armor in front of the driver's seat and the ceiling, which was enough to withstand the close-range direct shooting of a stud rifle or even a heavy machine gun. Even the small-caliber laser speed-fired cannon of the Raider Mecha was difficult to easily penetrate this special bulletproof armor.

In addition to equipping necessary individual weapons, nearly 100 commandos also carried a considerable number of multi-functional individual missiles. When Zhao Jiakun's orders were heard, the well-trained commandos made no other sound and quickly rushed to the fifteen modified armed off-road locomotives hidden in this underground garage. A commando guarding the garage gate immediately clicked on the heavy automatic door of the garage, and a gust of cold wind blew in.

"Buzz." Fifteen armed off-road motorcycles let out a low roar at the same time, and rushed out of the underground garage like wild wolves wandering in the middle of the night.

"Swoosh." A patrol team consisting of a chariot, a raider mecha and a team of marines happened to pass by the building. When these imperial troops were startled by the armed convoy suddenly rushed out of the underground garage, two individual missiles dragging gray-tailed flames rushed towards the chariot mecha in the patrol.

"Boom." Two groups of bright fireballs exploded immediately, mixed with rapid gunfire and screams from the Imperial Marines. In just one encounter, the patrol team was defeated by this powerful armed convoy. The chariot and mecha were destroyed, and more than half of the Marines were killed or injured. The rest were the only thing they could escape in the dense rain of bullets.

The armed convoy was not indulged in fighting, and did not continue to chase and kill the Marines who were running around like headless flies. One by one, one by one, rushed through the wreckage corpses around the ground, and whistled towards the head of state two hundred meters away.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, unidentified armed convoys appeared in XX Street. They were rushing towards the head of state, black alarm, repeated..." A patrol officer sank in a pool of blood, endured the severe pain of the wounds on his body and roared at the communication channel.

Two seconds later, a shrill alarm sounded throughout the block. The guards outside the head of state moved in chaos like a frightened swarm. Marines who were originally dozing were kicked up by the commanders and rushed towards the fortifications in panic. One by one, the chariots and mechas were buzzing, and dark muzzles slowly turned around.

"Boom boom boom." Next to the head of state, there was a temporary base composed of simple tent assembly rooms. It was the temporary camp of the armored guards guarding the head of state. After the alarm sounded, the officers and soldiers of the untidy guards rushed out of their respective tents in chaos. But before they found their weapons and equipment were ready to rush out of the camp, huge and bright fireballs exploded everywhere in the camp.

Long before the action, the agents who had mixed into the Guards had already placed a large number of powerful high-energy explosives in the camp. So, in just a blink of an eye, the temporary camp was shrouded in the sky, with ghosts and howling everywhere, and countless weapons and ammunitions of the Guards were detonated one after another, which made the entire Pilon City tremble slightly.

If there is no accident, there are absolutely a handful of guard officers and soldiers who can survive from the military camp that has turned into a burning ruin.

"Dadadadadada, swhoosh." Just as the guards who escaped the big explosion by just taking the turn on duty were stunned by the explosion that swept the entire camp, a series of rapid and violent gunfire sounds exploded on the street in front of the head of state.

"Brothers, break up those bastards for me and avenge the dead brothers." A guard officer on duty red eyes, raised his hand to point at the convoy that was roaring towards the head of state, and hissed.

"Da da da da da da boom boom." So, dense bullets and artillery fire instantly covered the outer area of ​​the head of state. The balls mixed with particle artillery laser cannon beams hit the convoy head-on. The flames splashed everywhere. The convoy quickly deformed like a well-trained battle formation machine. Armed off-road locomotives left the queue and began to maneuver at high speed to avoid the deadly artillery fire. The original one-shaped long snake formation turned into a scattered storm formation that could effectively reduce casualties.

"Boom boom boom." The three armed locomotives still failed to escape the dense artillery fire. They turned into three groups of burning fireballs in the loud bang, and rushed straight towards the defensive position outside the head of state. Even so, after being hit, the commandos on the locomotive still fired considerable individual missiles.

A missile with gray-tailed smoke roared into the defensive position, and fireballs immediately rose up, swallowing the chariot mechas and the Marines who were fleeing their lives next to them.

"Damn it, the opponent's firepower is still too strong. What should I do?" Chen Er, who was carefully driving the motorcycle to avoid the flying particle cannons, shouted anxiously at Zhao Jiakun, who was holding the individual missile launcher next to him with red eyes and hissing.

"What should I do? Even if I fight for the last person, I will rush in." Zhao Jiakun was obviously not satisfied with the performance of the agent leader who had not experienced any big battles. He gritted his teeth and shouted, quickly poked out his body and quickly locked a chariot in the distance.

"Swish, boom." However, just as Zhao Jiakun was about to pull the trigger, a huge beam of laser cannon suddenly fell straight from the air above his head, burning the defensive position into a sea of ​​fire.

"I'm a ghost fighter." Zhao Jiakun subconsciously looked up, but found several triangular black figures with deafening roars, whistling over the capital's mansion in a low altitude, and immediately jumped up in surprise and joy.
Chapter completed!