Chapter 144: 086 Yang Ming’s Revenge_3
All districts simultaneously erupted with dense police sirens.
Various police stations received orders from the Guard Army’s Fremont to lock down all entrances and exits, bringing the entire city to a standstill.
A capture operation targeting New Federation Agents suddenly unfolded in the dead of night.
Such a significant commotion naturally couldn’t escape the attention of the New Federation Agent team.
In fact, they responded at the fastest speed, with the agents hidden on Ilando Star using various methods to conceal themselves locally, hoping to evade this ‘Second Prince’s bloody revenge.’
At the New Federation base on the Fifth Administrative Star, Lulian ordered all resources to be concentrated on Ilando Star to fully support the team members whose movements had been exposed.
However, the sudden capture operation disrupted their vision.
Right under the agents’ noses, an elite force of six hundred people, during a brief chaos in Ilando City, moved in full silence out of the night’s sky over Ilando City, racing towards the far side of Ilando Star.
The Royal Guard Army, Guard Corps Four, Third and Fourth Battalions.
They had just undergone the most stringent searches to ensure that no one carried any external communication devices other than weapons.
Even the two battalion commanders had no idea where they were going or what kind of enemy they would face.
Their orders were inconsistent, moving in units of squads in the night sky, ultimately gathering in a remote forest.
Several transport landing craft hovered in the clearing in front of the woodland.
The team members quickly boarded the landing craft, initially disoriented and confused by the circular flight, until they were brought aboard a six hundred-meter-class transport ship.
The transport ship disengaged from its synchronous orbit, heading for the nearest gravitational balance point, where the team received their one and only clear command.
“Prepare for transition.”
Three thirty a.m. on Ilando Star.
The sirens in Ilando City grew increasingly loud, and the headlines about the arrest of spies already appeared in the online community.
The transport ship carrying six hundred elite Guard Army troops completed its transition, appearing in the space near the Fifth Administrative Star.
In the ship’s cabin, officers and soldiers sat in four rows, drowsy.
Some soldiers were polishing their laser rifles.
Some officers were adjusting the armor plates inside their uniforms.
The atmosphere felt somewhat dull.
More than a dozen projection screens appeared at various points in the cabin.
Edwan’s figure appeared on the screens, dressed in a military uniform, hatless, holding a decorative metal longsword.
“I am Edwan, Second Prince of the Empire. Considering your current anxiety and confusion, I must step forward to inspire you a bit and also inform you of the advanced equipment prepared for you on this ship.”
Fifth Administrative Star’s near-Earth orbit.
The Feinan quietly hovered next to a communication satellite.
Yang Ming watched the projection screen before him, showing Edwan delivering an impassioned speech.
Lyu, concerned, said, “Having these Guardians perform special forces tasks really isn’t professional.”
“This is the only force Edwan could mobilize,” Yang Ming replied with a smile, “They just need to make some noise. Without a sealed environment, we’ll create a sealed environment.”
“Boss, you might want to try the Mecha the Second Prince hasn’t officially given you yet; its firepower system is quite outstanding.”
“The target is too obvious.”
Yang Ming clicked his tongue, saying, “Though I’d love to do that.”
He observed himself in the mirror, changing into the black combat uniform of the Guard Corps, donning a somewhat cumbersome data-integrating helmet and tactical goggles, hanging a laser rifle in front of him.
His backpack was filled with various throwable weapons, with charged magazines at his waist and a laser pistol strapped to his thigh, all within easy reach.
“How long until the airdrop begins?”
“Countdown sixty-five seconds.”
Yang Ming took out a camouflage face paint, drawing two lines on his face.
Tonight, no one would leave unscathed.