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“Casualties will be uncontrollable?”

The Bald Strong Man sneered, then flicked off his cigarette ash, and said righteously: “Those daring to storm the Administrative Building are no longer ordinary citizens; we must strike with a heavy punch!”

“Understood.”

Another Staff Officer stood up and saluted: “In that case, I’ll notify them to have nearby personnel on leave head directly to the riot site.”

In fact, although the entire Shelter could not be considered a nation.

But in terms of government functions and control over society, the Urban Area Management Committee of the Shelter surpassed most nations before the disaster.

As the City Association operated, the official forces of the entire Shelter sprang into action.

Every camp with stationed troops was busy yet orderly like worker ants.

Ferocious yet metallic-beautiful armored vehicles formed assault detachments, producing “buzz buzz buzz” noises as they drove out of the camps one after another.

A large number of air armaments loaded with ammunition quickly ascended into the sky and entered standby mode.

Of course, there were even more sturdy soldiers wearing nuclear-powered exoskeletons.

They would serve as the final troops to enter and carry out cleanup operations.

Before that, a far larger number of unmanned equipment had already rushed ahead to the riot site.

If any civilians in Yiju City looked up at the sky, they would see swarms of small drones whistling overhead, a quantity that would make one’s scalp numb.

And the true Cheng Zhi Wu was not these.

The troops directly under the City Association, in fact, were a group of official Death Fighters funded and maintained by the City Association, each member possessing at least one ability.

Compared to the rioting crowd that could only makeshift their own firearms, the gap in power between the two sides was almost incomparable.

And this was without even calling out the Field Operations Department of the Deathmatch Campus.

So facing this riot, the upper echelon in the Shelter were not actually very panicked.

They were more filled with a sense of pity.

After all, when the bottles and jars at home were smashed, they still had to spend their own money to rebuild.

……

Pu Xueli’s home.

Five people sat around a round table eating.

Pu Xueli’s Wife picked up a piece of braised pork and placed it in Lu Qingyan’s bowl, persuading him gently: “Qingyan, right? You should eat more; it’s exactly the time when you’re growing.”

“Thank you, Aunt Xiang.” Lu Qingyan thanked her somewhat awkwardly.

Lu Bai chatted idly with Pu Xueli about Death Fighters.

He could occasionally hear the noisy sounds from outside at the dinner table, and it was hard for his attention not to be drawn there.

“Principal Pu, is it always this rowdy here? I can still hear people setting off fireworks.”

Pu Xueli also didn’t know the reason; he turned his head and glanced out the window.

He shook his head and guessed: “Probably because today is the New Birth Festival. It’s usually very quiet.”

Xiang Jingqiu observed Lu Qingyan’s expression and realized that when he heard the word “fireworks,” he showed a moved look.

She then lightly clapped her hands: “Has little Qingyan and little Zi Yi not set off fireworks? You can go out and set them off after eating; our old Pu still has quite a share of fireworks.”

Yes, civilians in the Shelter were not allowed to set off fireworks and firecrackers; even with money, they couldn’t buy any.

Hearing Xiang Jingqiu say this, Lu Qingyan’s eyes lit up immediately, and his favorable impression of this Aunt Xiang soared.

At that moment.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Violent banging suddenly came from the house door, accompanied by some faint cursing.

Pu Xueli’s complexion darkened; as one of the few principals of the campuses in the Shelter, no one usually came to the door so rudely.

He abruptly stood up, exuding authority without anger.

“Lu Bai Kid, you all keep eating; I’ll go see who it is that’s so impolite.”

He quickly walked to the entrance and directly opened the house door, just about to see who it was.

The result was that the first thing to enter his eyes was a pitch-black muzzle.

Standing at the entrance was a group of youths around sixteen or seventeen years old; they held pistols snatched from security personnel, and due to their overly excited emotions, their faces all showed an unnatural flush.

“Damn rich people, die!”

Bang~

Before the angry curse finished, a gunshot followed closely.

Smoke wafted from the muzzle.

After clearly seeing the scene before them, these fanatical youths at the door were all dumbfounded.

Pu Xueli dug out the bullet embedded in his palm, crushed it into powder with his thumb and forefinger, his face full of undisguised anger.

Perhaps these youths had all sorts of reasons, but he didn’t understand who he had provoked.

He was clearly obediently eating his New Year’s Eve dinner and singing at home when suddenly someone came to the door and fired a shot; where could he go to reason this out?

“You should be glad I’ve been cultivating my temperament these past few years; otherwise, you’d all be lying on the ground by now.”

Pu Xueli’s complexion sank as violent pressure emanated from his body.

Every one of the youths before him froze in place, scared stiff.

It was as if standing before them was not an Elderly Person, but an enraged lion.

……

“Detachment 1 has arrived at the designated battle location.”

“Detachment 2 has arrived at the designated battle location.”

“Reactor control device temperature normal.”

“Electronic matrix network operating normally.”

“Target locked.”

“Confirm execution of Joint Counter-Terrorism 1A battle mission.”

The Clock Tower Plaza was full of rioting crowds everywhere, but after noticing the drone swarm in the sky, the irritable crowd on the plaza quickly cooled down.

Without giving the crowd time to find cover, the dense drones began diving toward the crowd.

The small heat-source tracking radars mounted on the drones ensured that the fired bullets maximized hits on targets.

Da da da~

Countless bullets poured out.

In an instant, blood flowers bloomed one after another on the plaza, paid for with lives.

With no room for resistance, the entire scene was more akin to a massacre.

In the Central Garden, hundreds of meters away from the plaza in a straight line, Ding Zhongmin pressed down on the fisherman hat on his head and casually whistled at the red-haired Bartender beside him.

“Look, what a wonderful scene. These ignorant fools need to feel the pain before they’ll awaken their blood for resistance.”

The red-haired Bartender nodded and inquired: “Since everything is going smoothly, shouldn’t we proceed to the next step?”

“No rush; wait for the other branch people to spread this scene, then we’ll continue the action.”

“But this drone swarm is a problem; if we continue, we’ll have casualties among our people.”

“Don’t worry; these piles of scrap metal won’t be arrogant for long.”

Ding Zhongmin chuckled and added: “After this action ends, maybe I can even snag a position as President of a branch.”