Chapter 105 Before the Rainy Season <TOC> Chapter 107 White Rhino Energy Technique
Translator: SumTLMan
The security forces did not have their offices within the Security Bureau but had their own stationed area.
The entire security force consisted of over two hundred security officers, commanded by three captains who reported directly to the Vice-Chief of Security, Rajaral Santanu.
The first and second teams were equipped with riot control vehicles, grenade launchers, sniper rifles, and heavy machine guns, which ordinary security officers wouldn’t carry. However, their combat power did not hold an overwhelming advantage over ordinary security officers.
The third team, on the other hand, was directly equipped with powered armor, specifically the locally produced Avadi-8 powered armor of the Xindu Federation. Although there were only five units, they were the only armed force legally allowed to carry powered armor besides the federal troops.
While the appointment and dismissal of the Chief of Security were decided by the Xindu Federation, the power to appoint and dismiss the Vice-Chief was held by the Governor. Therefore, many governors chose to strengthen the security forces to provide the Vice-Chief with the confidence to stand up to the Chief.
The overall security situation in the city of Avonigarda was relatively stable. About a dozen murders occurred in the slums daily, but colorful organizations would clean up the aftermath, never causing any trouble for the security officers.
As the elite force among security officers, the security forces maintained decent discipline, with no incidents of early morning drinking or gambling. However, some were restless due to the recent assassination of one captain and the death in the line of duty of another.
The Governor urgently transferred forces from the federal troops to replenish the security forces’ losses.
The officers transferred from the federal troops were much more brutal and greedy in their conduct compared to the previous security officers, causing great distress to the security officers.
At this moment, a security officer hurriedly rode a motorcycle towards the stationed area.
“What happened?!” asked a curious security officer at the post.
“A robbery occurred in the West District! Elijah Commercial Bank was robbed, and the local security officers were beaten back by the robbers. The bureau has issued an order for us to rush over and provide support!” said the security officer on the motorcycle.
The officer at the post was flustered and quickly let him pass. Even after the great catastrophe, the financial industry remained one of the most profitable sectors.
Engaging in the financial industry in the wasteland without a strong armed force was no different from doing charity work. Therefore, even though Elijah Commercial Bank was just a small local bank in Avonigarda, it still had a formidable armed force, with at least three fourth-level awakened individuals stationed at its headquarters.
Armored cash transport vehicles would even hire security contractors to provide protection.
It’s not that no fools have ever thought of robbing bank vaults and cash transport vehicles; most of them ended up as unidentified chunks of flesh in the Mohanendi River.
The fact that someone successfully pulled off a robbery was a major case that could shake the entire city of Avonigarda.
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The headquarters of the Elaija Commercial Bank is a ten-story building, which can already be considered a high-rise structure in the wasteland.
The entire building is constructed like a fortress, with the outer layer of reinforced concrete being over forty centimeters thick, small windows, and numerous firing holes.
Although Elaija Commercial Bank only lends within the Avonigarda Province, they still make a fortune.
They lend to farmers whose cotton crops are not yet mature, charging high interest rates, and then make a huge profit when the cotton matures. They also provide loans to artisans, offering them funds for their goods. If the borrowers can repay the loans, that’s fine; if not, they are bundled up and sold in the underground slave market.
Artisans with specialized skills are highly valuable.
Now, an armored cash transport vehicle, modified from a bomb-proof vehicle, has rammed straight into the headquarters’ main entrance, blocking the door tightly.
Several assault vehicles surround the entrance, their exteriors riddled with bullet holes. Three or four security officers have been killed, their bodies lying on the ground.
The remaining security officers are leisurely slacking off, occasionally raising their guns to fire a couple of random shots before quickly retreating behind the vehicles.
Shen Luoyan, wearing loose-fitting training clothes and a black hood, is operating a heavy machine gun mounted on the cash transport vehicle’s turret.
Under the enhancement of her manipulation-type psychic energy, the firepower of this heavy machine gun rivals that of a cannon mounted on powered armor.
If not for her deliberate restraint, these security officers would have been blown away along with their vehicles.
Li Mu’s attire is almost identical to Shen Luoyan’s, carrying an NII-407 assault rifle and a grenade launcher on his back, moving through the lobby.
The security guards inside the lobby have been killed by him, lying on the ground, while the clerks tremble in fear, hiding under their desks.
Li Mu grabs a clerk and pulls him out from under the table.
“Where’s your manager, and where’s the vault?”
The clerk began to tremble all over. Although there had been cases of desperate farmers and artisans resorting to violence against debt collectors, they would quickly be dealt with by security guards and safety contractors.
This was his first time facing a thug at such close range, his tongue tied, unable to utter a complete sentence.
“I… I…”
Li Mu snapped his neck and threw him to the ground.
“Ten seconds, I’m giving you only ten seconds. Where’s the manager? Or else I’ll kill everyone here.”
As he spoke, he raised his assault rifle and fired three shots at the ceiling.
Everyone present shuddered in fear, silently focusing their gaze on one person.
Just then, a tall, burly man burst through the door into the hall. He was disheveled, with traces of kisses on his face, a thick layer of chest hair exposed, and a sledgehammer the size of an adult’s head in his hand, displaying a formidable demeanor.
Li Mu raised his gun and pulled the trigger, sending a flurry of bullets whizzing toward the man.
A pale green glow lit up the man’s body, and the bullets were repelled upon impact.
“Do you know whose money you’re stealing?”
He roared angrily:
“I’ll twist your head right off.”
The burly man charged at Li Mu like a wild bull, the heavy sledgehammer generating a buzzing sound as it cut through the air.
Li Mu tossed his gun aside, grabbed the rocket launcher from his back, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The burly man hadn’t expected Li Mu’s movements to be so swift. His face contorted as he grabbed a nearby clerk as a shield.
“Boom!”
An explosion resounded, and the clerk’s body was instantly torn apart.
But with this delay, the burly man had already reached Li Mu. His heavy sledgehammer emitted a shrill whistling sound as it aimed for Li Mu.
In the next moment, he was sent flying back even faster, crashing through a row of desks, his hairy chest bearing a deep imprint of a fist.
The punch had shattered the protective energy barrier around him.
“This is impossible!”
Chapter 105 Before the Rainy Season <TOC> Chapter 107 White Rhino Energy Technique