Chapter 123 The Soul Cult's Operation <TOC> Chapter 125 The Sand of Dark Corrosion
Translator: SumTLMan
There was an extraordinarily beautiful crow, significantly larger than its peers. Its jet-black feathers reflected sunlight, shimmering like glossy silk.
Meg carefully picked up some rice, spread it on her palm, and cautiously stood up, planning to lure the exceptionally majestic crow.
In the wasteland, such distinctive animals had the potential to transform into psychic creatures of considerable value. Contributing them to the Soul Cult would yield handsome rewards.
However, the crow was highly vigilant; the moment Meg made a move, it immediately took flight.
Feeling disappointed, Meg was about to sit back down and eat when her gaze suddenly fixated on the scene outside the window.
Drops of blood were dripping down from above.
“Trouble! Enemies!”
Meg immediately realized the sentry on the roof had been killed. She promptly pressed the button on the wall to call for reinforcements from other Soul Cult strongholds.
The other cult members were initially bewildered but eventually grabbed their rifles.
The Soul Cult in Avonigarda had more than just the Hicks Security Contractors’ armed forces. With years of infiltration into Avonigarda, they could mobilize a support force within 20 minutes from the nearby diocese.
The stronghold’s glass windows shattered suddenly, and a cult member groaned as a mist of blood erupted from his chest.
A sniper had been monitoring the situation inside the room and, upon detecting their movements, immediately opened fire.
The shot member fell to the ground, clutching his wound in despair, convulsing uncontrollably.
The other cult members scrambled for cover, moving away from the windows.
“Retreat! Retreat to the basement and hold on! Reinforcements will arrive soon!”
Meg fired her gun wildly towards the window, shattering it further.
Amidst an explosion, the stronghold’s main door was blasted open, and a group of fully armed security officers rushed in. Both sides engaged in fierce gunfire within the stronghold.
Soon, the armed cult members were at a disadvantage, but the security officers also suffered occasional injuries.
Kolkhov sat in the bomb disposal vehicle, watching his subordinates storm the stronghold. His expression was grim, even though the case of the kidnapped security officer that had alarmed many had been resolved swiftly.
All the intelligence was provided by a mysterious individual, which sent shivers down his spine.
He wondered what kind of intelligence network the other party had to know every move that took place in Avonigarda City like the back of their hand.
Kolkhov had no idea what kind of power could accomplish this feat, not even the omnipotent United Agricultural Production Association and the Banking Alliance could do it.
He didn’t want to get involved in this sheriff kidnapping case at all, but the kidnapped Larryman Khan was one of the few sheriffs who had mastered the White Steel Energy. The other party was obviously investigating the bank robbery. Because of his greed for those gold lasu, he was firmly tied to the chariot and could not escape.
Even if the other party was the Banking Alliance, he could only pretend not to know.
Before long, his subordinates came to report that the kidnappers were entrenched in the basement, and the narrow interior was not conducive to the movement of powered armor. The security officers suffered a lot of losses, but they couldn’t attack at all.
“A bunch of trash!”
Kolkhov shouted angrily, ready to take action himself.
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At this moment, the armed believers of the Soul Cult were anxiously heading to their stronghold.
They had not expected that the secret stronghold would be exposed so quickly. Could it be that the gang of robbers had been secretly monitoring Larryman Khan all along, or was there a traitor within the cult?
The leading Hicks put on a hood, handed it over by his subordinates, and covered his identity.
In order to secure more benefits for the Elijah Commercial Bank, Director Galurisa made a guarantee to the Banking Alliance that he would eliminate the gang of robbers as quickly as possible.
This was an excellent opportunity to enhance the business of Elijah Bank.
In the director’s view, with the Soul Cult’s infiltration in the Avonigarda Province, catching a gang of bank robbers would be a piece of cake.
But the gang of robbers slapped Director Galurisa in the face with an even crazier robbery.
Now it was a critical period for the Soul Cult’s plan, and with such a big mess, none of them would have a good outcome afterward.
Just as Hicks was overwhelmed with various thoughts, a sudden explosion occurred. The sturdy bulletproof windshield of the vehicle suddenly exploded, and the driver in the front row was instantly blown into two pieces, with flesh and bone debris all over the car.
The out-of-control vehicle swerved and crashed into a building on the side of the street.
The convoy crashed into each other in a series of chain reactions amid the piercing sound of brakes. The vehicles in the back tried to reverse after discovering they were ambushed.
Nearby residents immediately fled back to their homes in panic, locking doors and windows.
In the empty street, a man walked at a leisurely pace, taking a grenade launcher from his bag.
An armed cultist kicked open the car door, attempting to aim at the audacious attacker and riddle him with bullets.
With a muffled explosion, his head was blown apart.
Li Mu, holding a grenade launcher, aimed at the vehicle and fired two shots, launching grenades into the car door. The two grenades exploded inside the vehicle, causing death and injury to the occupants.
These armed cultists had never encountered someone so audacious and reckless before.
The windows of the two middle vehicles rolled down, and the sound of gunfire erupted like popping beans.
Li Mu accelerated, crashing into the second-to-last car like a cannonball.
With a loud bang, the modified vehicle’s armor, strong enough to withstand direct rifle fire, was dented by Li Mu’s impact.
Amidst the screeching sound of tires rubbing against the road, several burnt tire marks were left on the pavement.
He pushed the several-ton modified car forward, crashing it into the vehicle in front.
Scattered bullets hit the Ancient Scales, but they were deflected and posed no threat to Li Mu.
Li Mu raised the grenade launcher, firing all the rounds in the drum. Amidst several muffled explosions, several vehicles were reduced to a pile of burning scrap metal.
The cultists who managed to escape from the vehicles, fired at Li Mu in desperation, and awakened individuals with weapons charged towards him.
None of them escaped Li Mei’s sniping. In a matter of moments, the fully armed convoy was almost entirely annihilated.
After emptying the grenade launcher, Li Mu stuffed it back into his bag and tossed it aside. He twisted his neck, stretched his limbs, and then increased his neural acceleration to its maximum, pushing his reaction speed and perception to their limits.
“Come out, I know you’re not dead, Hicks. We probably have about ten minutes for a fight to the death, so don’t waste any more time.”
Chapter 123 The Soul Cult's Operation <TOC> Chapter 125 The Sand of Dark Corrosion