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Date: October 7th
A man dressed in a security uniform, his face pale and sweat beading on his forehead, stared at the Emergency Call Button just two steps away. With great difficulty, he lifted his hand and continued to move forward. The last remnants of his professional ethics as a Heart urged him to report the situation here.
However, the blood that had completely soaked his clothes and the dagger deeply embedded in his lung made those two steps feel impossibly distant.
“Humph, seeking death.” After brutally snapping the neck of a fallen security guard who was desperately clinging to his legs, creating an opportunity for his injured comrades to reach the alarm, a man in a Camouflage Uniform approached the severely wounded guard with a sinister grin. He grabbed the guard by the collar and yanked him backward while simultaneously driving his other hand forcefully onto the hilt of the dagger already lodged in his back.
“Pfft.” The guard, unable to withstand this attack, lost all color from his eyes and slumped down, the alarm now existing in an entirely different dimension from him.
“The strength and quality of these guards are impressive. Kill them all; leave no one alive. This operation cannot afford any accidents. As for any students we encounter along the way, just knock them out; they are bargaining chips for negotiations.” After dealing with the last guard, the man who seemed to be the leader wore a vicious expression.
Meanwhile, outside, the school gate began to slowly close. A few personnel in security uniforms were casually moving behind the gate, creating an illusion for those outside.
On another side, at a wall of Yuying Middle School, several figures wearing Black Hoods were quickly climbing over. One person stood at the corner with hands positioned like a ladder, effortlessly helping teammates up one by one until he himself was pulled up by those above.
Once inside the wall, two of them pulled out several round Metal Objects and hid them in the nearby grass while also unfurling lengths of Metal Wire.
Others climbed a tree and secured additional cameras in its branches.
Inside the school, at a high point overlooking a nearby area was a Signal Base Station, which was being completely severed by several personnel dressed similarly.
“Damn it! Liu Lianyue and Liang Wuxuan are both on stage at the same time! That bastard You didn’t tell us in advance. He’s dead meat.” Huang Wei, along with a group of otaku, rushed down from the second-floor connecting passage toward the Conference Building. Just below their floor, several fully armed individuals in Black Hoods were also moving quickly in the same direction.
“You can’t die; what will I do if you die?” On stage, holding Yang Xiaoyou, who lay in a pool of tomato juice, Liu Lianyue wore an expression of deep sorrow. Her acting skills had reached an extraordinary level due to daily practice; her heartfelt emotions combined with her natural grace and appearance created a powerful visual impact on the audience.
"Let me just die here." In contrast, Yang Xiaoyou's tone was flat and stiff, completely ruining the atmosphere that had been built up so well. Not only that, but the piercing gazes of the boys around him were now focused entirely on him.
Just as Play was about to reach the climax, and Liu Lianyue was about to make the kissing gesture, the excitement among the boys was about to erupt. At that moment, several fully armed personnel surged into the entrance of the stands on both the first and second floors of the Conference Building.
"Tap tap tap."
The few who had just entered the second floor raised their Assault Rifles and began shooting upwards. At the same time, a mechanical-sounding voice echoed through the Conference Building's loudspeakers, delivering a message in stiff Chinese.
"I regret to inform all students listening to this broadcast that the school is now under our control. We have our demands. Unless absolutely necessary, we do not wish to conduct any cleansing operations, so we ask for your cooperation. As long as you remain where you are, you will be safe. For those students who are not currently in any teaching buildings, please find a nearby building to enter after hearing this broadcast. We will not make things difficult for you; however, if you are found outside by our personnel, I cannot predict what will happen."
The sudden turn of events, combined with the voice from the broadcast and the gunfire, left everyone present in shock. Many students and visitors screamed, but under the firm suppression, the chaos quickly subsided. Most people remained frozen in place with expressions of panic.
A few brave students who had been closer to the front rushed into the passageway to hide when the chaos began.
However, those Armed Personnel guarding various exits seemed indifferent to these fleeing students, their eyes flashing with disdain.
Meanwhile, those on stage took advantage of their position and directly hid backstage.
The group of performers preparing for the next segment saw the four retreating individuals and displayed expressions of relief as if they had found their backbone.
"President, this must be an amateur show; it has to be an arranged entertainment program."
"In the Chinese Empire, a terrorist attack is impossible; this must be a joke."
Looking at the group of students whose faces were painted with panic, Liang Wuxuan shrugged his shoulders with a nonchalant expression, saying, "I had no idea there was such a program, and outside, a few who tried to seize the guns were killed."
Yet, there was a flicker of excitement in Liang Wuxuan's eyes, and an eerie aura surrounded him that made Yang Xiaoyou feel somewhat oppressed.
"It's the real deal, no doubt about it. I'm sorry to inform you all that this is not a joke," Zhao Liang said, his eyes reflecting deep shock beneath the bandages.
The Chinese Empire may not be the strongest country in the world, but its government holds the most concentrated power. Even larger organized crime groups are rare, and before the emergence of the Common Unity Party, terrorist activities were merely a joke.
Recently, due to some turmoil caused by the Common Unity Party and the Pudong Virus leak incident, society had experienced some unrest. However, the level of terrorist activity now was unimaginable.
The reputation and significance of Yuying Middle School made attacking it akin to poking a hornet's nest.
Moreover, the use of weapons priced at 16 indicated that they were not just a rabble; this was an organized and premeditated action carried out by absolute foreign forces.
On the other side, Liu Lianyue's face was equally grim. Her weakness lay in her lack of experience, but she had made up for it with knowledge about firearms. She recognized the severity of the situation; although her body had recovered significantly, she was still not at her peak condition.
Even at her best, encountering armed personnel with such professional quality would likely mean that just two or three gunmen could completely limit her effectiveness.
Zhao Liang knew that her original skills were probably only slightly inferior to Liu Lianyue's peak performance. Unfortunately, she was currently in worse shape than Liu Lianyue due to her injuries.
"The security force at Yuying Middle School is quite strong. Although they may not be able to handle them, they should be able to create opportunities for us to relay information early on. Once we notify the police..." After a moment of contemplation, Liu Lianyue spoke up to reassure the students present.
"Sorry, it seems that the news can't get out for now." Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoyou, who had been silent until then, also wore a somewhat gloomy expression.
As if to echo his words, Liang Wuxuan on the other side raised his phone and pointed to the screen that showed no signal bars.
"I know you guys are planning something 'big,' but it seems like this 'big' move has gone too far. Damn it!" A hint of darkness flashed in Yang Xiaoyou's eyes as Heart confirmed the true identity of the other party.
Aside from the organization, no foreign force had any reason to take such actions.
When he first received this information from Zhou Xiong, Yang Xiaoyou never imagined they would resort to such extreme measures. Moreover, according to intelligence from Europe, he had always thought their target was in the southern region bordering Vietnam. However, he was shocked to learn that one of the four missing teams had directly crossed into the country.
And they had set their sights on Yuying Middle School, which was currently hosting a Campus Festival and had considerable fame worldwide. The thought of this made Yang Xiaoyou most worried that they might also target the Royal Academy of Basic Studies, as the student body there was generally much stronger than that of Yuying.
"Ah, don't mention it. During the Campus Festival, I have to accompany Grandpa Ji for ancestral worship, so I can't come," he recalled Qi Menglu's words, his face darkening further.
Today, Feng Lin was not by Qi Menglu's side.
(To be continued)
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