Chapter 678: Chapter 678: Special Containment Operations Mobile Task Force
Xu Jing’s gunshot had attracted the attention of the Self-Defense Force, but before they arrived, Chen Ke had already slipped away.
At that moment, Shen Yun called him. Chen Ke took out the cell phone Shen Yun had given him and pressed the answer button.
“Mr. Chen? Where have you run off to?” Shen Yun sounded somewhat impatient.
“You’ll have to ask the people at the Administration Bureau. What’s the situation at the subway station now? I can hear a lot of noise on your end,” Chen Ke whispered, hiding in an alleyway.
“The darkness has vanished, but a lot of people died. The Sunrise Administration just sent someone to talk to us, saying they could arrange for transportation to Wuan Heavy Industry,” Shen Yun said.
“How come that’s possible now? Didn’t they refuse before? What did they say?” Chen Ke asked.
“They didn’t give details. I just contacted Tong Lang; the head of the Sunrise branch must have put pressure on the authorities. Plus, with what happened at the subway station, it makes sense for them to back down, I guess,” Shen Yun said.
“It’s not that simple. Aren’t the subway station and Wuan Heavy Industry supposed to use the same equipment?” Chen Ke shook his head.
He had no idea how to get to that subway station anymore, to say nothing of the fact that he was now far away in Shenshi Town. How would he even get there? With wide open entrance and exit like that at the subway station and no doors or such, he had no way of getting back in.
“Mr. Chen? Is your current location safe? The Administration Bureau will send people looking for you,” Shen Yun asked.
“Shen Yun… Do you have people around you?” Chen Ke suddenly asked, sensing something was off.
“Yes, there are people around me. From the Administration Bureau. There’s someone named Liangzi…” Shen Yun said.
Chen Ke immediately hung up the phone, took out the battery, and then threw the phone on the ground and stomped on it to smash it.
“Hello? Hello? Mr. Chen?” Shen Yun sat in the car of the Administration Bureau, frowning.
“How is it? Miss Shen? How is it on his end…” Liangzi, dressed in a special suit, asked.
“I don’t know. The call suddenly got cut off. Maybe his phone ran out of battery,” Shen Yun shook her head.
“Don’t panic. We can send you back to Wuan Heavy Industry first. We will have the Self-Defense Force search for Mr. Chen,” Liangzi said with a smile.
“No, I’ll go back with him after he’s found,” Shen Yun said.
“The search may take a very long time,” Liangzi said.
“I must go back to Wuan Heavy Industry with Mr. Chen,” Shen Yun stood firm.
Liangzi sighed, nodded her head in agreement, then opened the car door and got out. The subway station entrance was sealed, and the Administration Bureau’s squad had already gone down, while more powerful equipment was being transported to the location.
The street was filled with various specialized vehicles from the Administration Bureau; they were relocating the residents of the subway station to other places.
Liangzi walked to the curb, beside Qiutian who was smoking.
“How did it go?” Qiutian asked.
“He hung up in less than thirty seconds. It must have been him,” Liangzi said.
“Are they really from Wuan Heavy Industry?” Qiutian asked.
“I’m not sure. Let Minister Yamamoto handle the other matters.”
Minister Yamamoto stood by the helicopter pad on the top of the Administration Bureau building. On the pad, twenty troops wearing next-generation body-hugging mobile armor stood in two ranks. Their armor was deep blue with fully enclosed helmets, and the letters H.C.P were printed on their shoulders.
He took out his phone and answered a call.
“Liangzi, have you confirmed it? Which girl is it?” Yamamoto asked.
“It’s not the one with purple hair, it’s the one with black hair,” Liangzi replied.
“Is the person there?” Yamamoto asked again.
“The man isn’t; the woman seems unclear about who exactly she’s following,” Liangzi replied.
“Can we tap the phone…” Yamamoto went on to ask.
At that very moment, the tin can beside him suddenly spoke up, the helmet, devoid of facial features, flashing with two orange strip lights.
“We’ve tapped into all of Capital City’s mobile communication networks and locked down the geographic coordinates of 9.6 million people. If you can confirm it’s him, we can set off,” the tin can said.
“…The call lasted less than 50 seconds, and the location can’t be locked,” Liangzi’s voice came through the handset, but Minister Yamamoto wasn’t listening.
“It’s him,” Minister Yamamoto said.
“Good, your work is done,” the tin can’s voice, muffled and mechanical, came from behind the helmet.
Minister Yamamoto had nothing to say, watching as the tin can boarded the apron, and both teams looked towards him.
“Begin containment operation, code name HCP0001, high-value target, with a threat level of Zhang Heng Level. Do not give the target any chance to resist, with authorization to kill on sight,” the tin can said.
“How are we supposed to contain him if he’s killed?” someone asked.
“He will resurrect,” the tin can said.
“Aside from HCP0001-1, does he have conventional armaments?” another voice inquired.
“There’s intelligence from field agent Xu Jing which has been sent to the interface. The abilities he possesses include time suspension, some low-level arcane Skill manipulation, and creating high temperatures out of thin air, and he may be carrying a complete set of Holy Relics,” the tin can added.
Everyone started confirming the information that appeared in their helmet’s field of vision, including Chen Ke’s photo, images from 1859, and so on…
“The target’s name in this generation is Chen Ke-2, male, 24 years old. The only two threatening offensive methods he has are HCP0001-1 and creating high temperatures. If he becomes aware of you, adjust your armor to high temperature resistance mode,” the tin can said.
“What’s the containment plan?” a team member asked.
“Beyond visual range sniper strikes from 2 kilometers away, disable his limbs to ensure he can’t move, then aim for vital points,” the tin can said.
“What if he notices us… it’s unlikely, but what if he does?” the team member said.
“Split into two teams, one snipes, the other moves in stealthily. If he notices, force him into close combat,” the tin can instructed.
The team members nodded and began to check their weapons, a next-generation rifle that merged sniper, assault, and shotgun modes, powered by Holy Relic diamonds. This content belongs to NoveIＦire.net
“Do not let him have the chance to use HCP0001-1. It is known that at present on Earth, nothing except deities can withstand a single strike of HCP0001-1,” the tin can emphasized again.
At this moment, Minister Yamamoto couldn’t help the urge to speak and stepped forward.
“What do you want to say?” the tin can asked.
“I… our deal with the Foundation, we’ve found him for you, and now you have to solve Qian Chunye for us,” Minister Yamamoto said.
“That’s your deal with the field agent department. We are the Special Containment Operations Mobile Team, and we haven’t promised you anything,” the tin can shook his head.
“But… she said only that man could resolve Qian Chunye. If you just take him away, Capital City will forever be submerged in this shadow!” Minister Yamamoto’s brow furrowed, growing angry.
“Then go find her,” the tin can replied indifferently.
“Wait…” Minister Yamamoto grabbed the tin can’s arm, which felt ice-cold to the touch.
The tin can shook off Minister Yamamoto, full helmet clamoring as it split apart and retracted to the back of his neck, revealing a fierce Asian face.
His face sported a long scar, his left eye a flashing red prosthetic, his forehead extensively burned, and a neat crew cut hairstyle that left nothing to hide the claw marks of some unknown beast.
He glared at Minister Yamamoto, a red laser sweeping across his face.
Minister Yamamoto, after all, was a man of high status and weight; although somewhat intimidated, his facial expression did not change much.
“Your era’s problems, you solve them yourselves. What that woman said has nothing to do with me. Spout any more nonsense to me, and I’ll let you lie dead right here,” the tin can snarled.
After speaking, the helmet clamored back into place, covering his head once more.
“Let’s go! The target, Shenshi Town!” he said, and the lights of his armored boots emitted a blue glow as he began to ascend slowly into the air.
The 20 team members followed suit, lifting off from the ground, with small jets around their armor firing blue pulses continuously to control their posture, quickly turning into 20 bright spots in the night sky.