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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0131_part_02
Chapter 220
chapter 0131 part 2
Inside the Rolls-Royce Extended Version, Tang Song held a wine glass in one hand and turned over a Jade Box in the other. On the surface of the crystal-clear Jade Box, faint streams of Pure Azure Transparent Gas flowed.
Tang Song swirled the wine glass in his hand and drank it in one gulp. "Later, select twenty people from your Paper Soldiers teams to serve as Armed Security for The Hive.
Also, the Laboratory is of utmost importance. Later, go to the Territory and get thirty Skeleton Demons to deploy inside The Hive!"
"Yes, Boss!" Lane's Voice came from the Driver's Cab.
"Build another level of The Hive in the Lower Level Space of the Laboratory. Additionally, recruit a batch of experts in biology, dynamics, and aerospace engineering for the Hive Laboratory!"
A convoy of seven Mercedes-Benz cars and one Rolls-Royce drove away from the Raccoon City currently under construction, heading towards New York City Center.
……………
Seoul, Yongsan Garrison, the Mansion of Robert Abrams, Commander of US Forces Korea.
A series of urgent phone calls woke up Robert Abrams, who was sleeping soundly.
Robert Abrams, old in years but young in spirit, moved aside the smooth, creamy arms pressing down on him, climbed out of his large bed that could accommodate four or five people, and walked to the Red Telephone installed in the bedroom.
"Hello!"
"General, Yongsan Hotel suffered a Terrorist attack. Four of our on-duty Soldiers, sixteen lodging Passengers, and seven Servers were killed, totaling thirty-seven Casualties!
I request the Base be put on Level 1 Alert Status!"
"What?"
On the other end of the line, the words of the Deputy Base Commander were like a basin of cold water poured over Robert.
This instantly sobered up the Commander of US Forces Korea, who had been busy all night.
Robert looked back at the pair of popular South Korean movie stars lying naked on the bed.
"General David, I authorize you to immediately put the Base on Level 1 Alert!"
Robert scratched his messy, graying hair from sleeping all night,
"Also, do not notify the White House and The Pentagon about this yet. We will handle this quietly first, find the culprit, and then report it!"
"Yes, I understand, General!"
Less than two minutes after Robert hung up the phone, a piercing Alarm Sound rang throughout Yongsan Garrison.
…………
"What's going on?"
Many people say that the US Forces Korea rides on South Korea's head like a Retired Emperor. Although this saying is unpleasant, it is quite accurate.
Less than two minutes after the Yongsan Garrison Level 1 Alert was sounded, the Blue House received the Information.
The South Korean President personally called Robert Abrams, the General and Commander of US Forces Korea! The two talked for nearly an hour, but what they discussed was unknown to anyone.
All that is known is that the South Korean President, Mr. Lee, urgently summoned the Superintendent General of the National Police Agency, and the Corps Commander of the South Korean Capital Corps.
……………
"You attacked Yongsan Hotel!"
Doctor Bai looked at the modified Test Subjects under her command in surprise, feeling a headache coming on.
"Why didn't you wait until Subject One left Yongsan Hotel before taking Action? Don't you know what kind of Place that is?"
She looked frantically at the Noble Young Master in front of her.
The Noble Young Master put his hands in his pockets and said nonchalantly, "She kept hiding in the Hotel and wouldn't come out, so I had to go in and invite her!"
"Where is she? Where is she?" Doctor Bai scanned their group.
Besides a few Test Subjects who were all injured, there were even four Corpses among those who returned.
She didn't see any Shadow of the person she was looking for.
"Is this the explanation you give me!"
Doctor Bai looked at the Noble Young Master, who was battered and bruised and still acting like a hooligan, her teeth almost grinding to dust.
"I didn't expect someone to help her, and their Skill was quite good, especially their Marksmanship!"
The Noble Young Master lowered his head indifferently, using the tip of his foot to stir the Soil on the ground, hiding the look of vengeful pleasure that flashed across his lowered face.
"Notify everyone in the Base! Everyone is now to enter a silent state! Do not take any Action!"
Doctor Bai huffed and returned to the Ancient Castle's office, urgently contacting the Organization's High-level Staff in South Korea, eager to know the reaction of the South Korean government and the Federation to this matter.
……………
Cheongnyangni, Golden Gate Group Headquarters.
In this Group Headquarters, with one Director dead and another captured, the South Koreans, who deeply believe in Feng Shui, discussed it heatedly.
Some even suggested inviting a Daoist priest to ward off the Bad Luck.
Vice Chairman Jang Shouji, no, Chairman Zhang, scoffed at this.
It wasn't that he didn't believe in Feng Shui, but rather that he felt Ding Qing and Li Zhongjiu had both fallen because they clashed with his great fortune.
Now, one was locked in Prison, and the other was shot dead.
Sitting in the Chairman's Office chair on the top floor of the Headquarters.
Chairman Zhang looked down at the setting sun through the Floor-to-ceiling Window, his heart filled with ambition, possessing a domineering aura of "Who else but me?"
For so many years, as the Leader of the Imperial Sun Faction, he had always been suppressed by Shi Dong, being the Second Brother for a thousand years.
Now, it was finally his turn to sit in the position of Chairman of the Golden Gate Group.
Chairman Zhang stroked the Leather Armrest of the chair, closed his eyes, and a Smile spread across the Corner of his mouth! *Bang!* A silver Sniper Rifle Bullet engraved with patterns shattered the Floor-to-ceiling Window Glass and accurately hit him between the eyebrows.
The Bullet pierced his Eyebrow, instantly blowing a large hole in the back of his head.
A mixture of red and white Blood instantly splattered all over the throne symbolizing power.
In the Power Distribution Room on the top floor of a building four kilometers away from the Golden Gate Group Headquarters,
Sloan, wearing blue Maintenance Work Clothes, calmly packed up the modified Ultra Long-Range Sniper Rifle.
After disassembling this Ultra Long-Range Sniper Rifle, which originally belonged to Cross, he put it in a Toolbox.
Carrying the Toolbox, Sloan pulled down his Hat Brim and walked into an empty Elevator.
When someone else got on, he kept his head down. After all, even though he was disguised, a Black Person Maintenance Worker in South Korea, a Place full of People of East Asian Descent, was still quite conspicuous.
After leaving the building, Sloan directly got into a Municipal Maintenance Vehicle covered in Korean Language writing.
"Found it, good! There's still no news about that girl, good, I understand, Mr. Kim, I owe you a favor this time—"
The car started. Sloan, sitting in the Front Passenger Seat, answered a phone call, chatted for a few minutes, and after hanging up, thought for a moment and dialed another number.
"Hello, it's me, Colonel Barney. No, no, don't get excited. Those people weren't targeting us. We were just collateral damage!"
"I destroyed the registry and deleted the Computer documents before I left. No one knows that you introduced us to stay at Yongsan Hotel!"
"As an Old Friend, I'm calling just to give you some credit. I've found the location of the Terrorist Organization that attacked Yongsan Hotel!
Okay, the Coordinates are ******. Remember to bring more people, their Firepower is not weak!"
After Sloan hung up the phone, his face darkened.
It truly was a case of "After years of hunting geese, I was pecked in the eye by one."
Although the gunfight was already over by the time he rushed back to Yongsan Hotel, he immediately copied the Yongsan Hotel Surveillance footage afterward.
From the expressions and movements of the Attackers in the Surveillance footage, it was clear that they were not the target of the Attack.
And within their Attack range, besides the people from their Brotherhood of Assassins, there was only that Server, that Part-time South Korean Girl.
Thank you to all the Brothers for your support. The Monthly Tickets reached one thousand this month. Thank you everyone, salute
(end of chapter)
Inside the Rolls-Royce Extended Version, Tang Song held a wine glass in one hand and turned over a Jade Box in the other. On the surface of the crystal-clear Jade Box, faint streams of Pure Azure Transparent Gas flowed.
Tang Song swirled the wine glass in his hand and drank it in one gulp. "Later, select twenty people from your Paper Soldiers teams to serve as Armed Security for The Hive.
Also, the Laboratory is of utmost importance. Later, go to the Territory and get thirty Skeleton Demons to deploy inside The Hive!"
"Yes, Boss!" Lane's Voice came from the Driver's Cab.
"Build another level of The Hive in the Lower Level Space of the Laboratory. Additionally, recruit a batch of experts in biology, dynamics, and aerospace engineering for the Hive Laboratory!"
A convoy of seven Mercedes-Benz cars and one Rolls-Royce drove away from the Raccoon City currently under construction, heading towards New York City Center.
……………
Seoul, Yongsan Garrison, the Mansion of Robert Abrams, Commander of US Forces Korea.
A series of urgent phone calls woke up Robert Abrams, who was sleeping soundly.
Robert Abrams, old in years but young in spirit, moved aside the smooth, creamy arms pressing down on him, climbed out of his large bed that could accommodate four or five people, and walked to the Red Telephone installed in the bedroom.
"Hello!"
"General, Yongsan Hotel suffered a Terrorist attack. Four of our on-duty Soldiers, sixteen lodging Passengers, and seven Servers were killed, totaling thirty-seven Casualties!
I request the Base be put on Level 1 Alert Status!"
"What?"
On the other end of the line, the words of the Deputy Base Commander were like a basin of cold water poured over Robert.
This instantly sobered up the Commander of US Forces Korea, who had been busy all night.
Robert looked back at the pair of popular South Korean movie stars lying naked on the bed.
"General David, I authorize you to immediately put the Base on Level 1 Alert!"
Robert scratched his messy, graying hair from sleeping all night,
"Also, do not notify the White House and The Pentagon about this yet. We will handle this quietly first, find the culprit, and then report it!"
"Yes, I understand, General!"
Less than two minutes after Robert hung up the phone, a piercing Alarm Sound rang throughout Yongsan Garrison.
…………
"What's going on?"
Many people say that the US Forces Korea rides on South Korea's head like a Retired Emperor. Although this saying is unpleasant, it is quite accurate.
Less than two minutes after the Yongsan Garrison Level 1 Alert was sounded, the Blue House received the Information.
The South Korean President personally called Robert Abrams, the General and Commander of US Forces Korea! The two talked for nearly an hour, but what they discussed was unknown to anyone.
All that is known is that the South Korean President, Mr. Lee, urgently summoned the Superintendent General of the National Police Agency, and the Corps Commander of the South Korean Capital Corps.
……………
"You attacked Yongsan Hotel!"
Doctor Bai looked at the modified Test Subjects under her command in surprise, feeling a headache coming on.
"Why didn't you wait until Subject One left Yongsan Hotel before taking Action? Don't you know what kind of Place that is?"
She looked frantically at the Noble Young Master in front of her.
The Noble Young Master put his hands in his pockets and said nonchalantly, "She kept hiding in the Hotel and wouldn't come out, so I had to go in and invite her!"
"Where is she? Where is she?" Doctor Bai scanned their group.
Besides a few Test Subjects who were all injured, there were even four Corpses among those who returned.
She didn't see any Shadow of the person she was looking for.
"Is this the explanation you give me!"
Doctor Bai looked at the Noble Young Master, who was battered and bruised and still acting like a hooligan, her teeth almost grinding to dust.
"I didn't expect someone to help her, and their Skill was quite good, especially their Marksmanship!"
The Noble Young Master lowered his head indifferently, using the tip of his foot to stir the Soil on the ground, hiding the look of vengeful pleasure that flashed across his lowered face.
"Notify everyone in the Base! Everyone is now to enter a silent state! Do not take any Action!"
Doctor Bai huffed and returned to the Ancient Castle's office, urgently contacting the Organization's High-level Staff in South Korea, eager to know the reaction of the South Korean government and the Federation to this matter.
……………
Cheongnyangni, Golden Gate Group Headquarters.
In this Group Headquarters, with one Director dead and another captured, the South Koreans, who deeply believe in Feng Shui, discussed it heatedly.
Some even suggested inviting a Daoist priest to ward off the Bad Luck.
Vice Chairman Jang Shouji, no, Chairman Zhang, scoffed at this.
It wasn't that he didn't believe in Feng Shui, but rather that he felt Ding Qing and Li Zhongjiu had both fallen because they clashed with his great fortune.
Now, one was locked in Prison, and the other was shot dead.
Sitting in the Chairman's Office chair on the top floor of the Headquarters.
Chairman Zhang looked down at the setting sun through the Floor-to-ceiling Window, his heart filled with ambition, possessing a domineering aura of "Who else but me?"
For so many years, as the Leader of the Imperial Sun Faction, he had always been suppressed by Shi Dong, being the Second Brother for a thousand years.
Now, it was finally his turn to sit in the position of Chairman of the Golden Gate Group.
Chairman Zhang stroked the Leather Armrest of the chair, closed his eyes, and a Smile spread across the Corner of his mouth! *Bang!* A silver Sniper Rifle Bullet engraved with patterns shattered the Floor-to-ceiling Window Glass and accurately hit him between the eyebrows.
The Bullet pierced his Eyebrow, instantly blowing a large hole in the back of his head.
A mixture of red and white Blood instantly splattered all over the throne symbolizing power.
In the Power Distribution Room on the top floor of a building four kilometers away from the Golden Gate Group Headquarters,
Sloan, wearing blue Maintenance Work Clothes, calmly packed up the modified Ultra Long-Range Sniper Rifle.
After disassembling this Ultra Long-Range Sniper Rifle, which originally belonged to Cross, he put it in a Toolbox.
Carrying the Toolbox, Sloan pulled down his Hat Brim and walked into an empty Elevator.
When someone else got on, he kept his head down. After all, even though he was disguised, a Black Person Maintenance Worker in South Korea, a Place full of People of East Asian Descent, was still quite conspicuous.
After leaving the building, Sloan directly got into a Municipal Maintenance Vehicle covered in Korean Language writing.
"Found it, good! There's still no news about that girl, good, I understand, Mr. Kim, I owe you a favor this time—"
The car started. Sloan, sitting in the Front Passenger Seat, answered a phone call, chatted for a few minutes, and after hanging up, thought for a moment and dialed another number.
"Hello, it's me, Colonel Barney. No, no, don't get excited. Those people weren't targeting us. We were just collateral damage!"
"I destroyed the registry and deleted the Computer documents before I left. No one knows that you introduced us to stay at Yongsan Hotel!"
"As an Old Friend, I'm calling just to give you some credit. I've found the location of the Terrorist Organization that attacked Yongsan Hotel!
Okay, the Coordinates are ******. Remember to bring more people, their Firepower is not weak!"
After Sloan hung up the phone, his face darkened.
It truly was a case of "After years of hunting geese, I was pecked in the eye by one."
Although the gunfight was already over by the time he rushed back to Yongsan Hotel, he immediately copied the Yongsan Hotel Surveillance footage afterward.
From the expressions and movements of the Attackers in the Surveillance footage, it was clear that they were not the target of the Attack.
And within their Attack range, besides the people from their Brotherhood of Assassins, there was only that Server, that Part-time South Korean Girl.
Thank you to all the Brothers for your support. The Monthly Tickets reached one thousand this month. Thank you everyone, salute
(end of chapter)
