""The Special Task Force has breached the fourth level! The warriors inside the fortress show no sign of interception!"
"That mecha is heading our way!"
The Spiritual Ability Users huddled together in panic.
Hamanaka Natsuki kept pondering, her terrible state evident without proper rest or time for makeup—puffy-faced, sagging skin, calm-looking eyes, and slightly trembling hands.
Hamanaka Natsuki actually knew that the Military might very well cause them trouble due to those missiles launched near Fortress No. 76 previously.
Those missiles wouldn’t change the situation there, but orders had come down here from a few idiots at the Thirteen Institute Headquarters, those idiots, in a panic after the Judgement Team were ambushed, were desperate to rescue the precious Level A Spiritual Ability Users.
But Hamanaka Natsuki had no ability to refuse such orders.
Previously, she had used [actual control of the number 82 Fortress] as her stepping stone to enter Energy City, earning recognition and promises from several professors, just waiting for the process to complete...
This damned process had been going on for years and still wasn’t complete! They just wanted her to provide more material!
"Boss! You, say something!"
Hamanaka Natsuki stubbed out her cigarette butt and looked up to the side, "Bring the Governor over!"
"We just tried, from the first to third levels there’s a large number of warriors forming a defense line, continuously shouting challenges, they attack upon seeing a Spiritual Ability User, the firepower is very strong!"
"If a few Level C go through together, we could naturally capture the Governor, but the Governor might get killed in the fierce battle."
"Boss, our best move now is to straightaway relocate to the first level, take the Governor and the other ministers as hostages, and leave the fortress!"
"The orders from the warzone commander were for all the surface troops to be on martial law... but now, this might be the only way, minister!"
"That mecha must have started clearing the fourth level already!"
"Everyone has got to go!"
Hamanaka Natsuki glanced at the screen, her eyes filled with determination.
The internal network of the fortress had already been controlled by the Electronic Warfare Aircraft above, and they could not detect the ’Special Task Force’s’ exact location.
What they could see now was only the ’hard-fought’ aftermath scenery transmitted from below.
A warehouse and its entrance soaked in blood;
A severed metal shield;
Gangsters with fractured bodies from the impact;
Troops lying on the ground in the fortress without any sign of resistance...
"Take your weapons and equipment, all head to the first level!"
A group of Spiritual Ability Users screamed loudly, using a facade of ferocity to mask their inner anxiety.
Right above them, hiding in the ventilation ducts.
The silver-white X armor remained optically invisible.
Master Wang quietly pulled out a big bag of ’borrowed’ High Explosive Hand Grenades.
He didn’t quite understand.
Why did these Spiritual Ability Users assume that he, the commander and sole member of the Military Special Task Force, had to go through their barriers floor by floor in the order of six, five, four, three?
Couldn’t he take a shortcut straight to their lair?
If he could sneak attack, why would he attack head-on?
Isn’t the best part of this armor the optical invisibility system?
Wang Jixuan held his breath, activated a grenade, stuffed it into the bundle, and tossed this makeshift explosive towards the crowd below, wrapped in a stream of Qi, directing it towards the area with the most Spiritual Ability Users.
A few Spiritual Ability Users looked up instinctively.
Wang Jixuan, controlling the armor, clutched his helmet and curled up, ready to withstand the blast!