MTLNOVEL Chapter 536: Reckoning
With the destruction of the You Tai Country's air force, it also means that Te Wei City has completely fallen into the hands of the Jieke Group.
Te Wei City is the capital of You Tai Country; the significance of a nation's capital being captured cannot be compared to other cities.
In the Sky Dome, eight Luanyang Air-Space Strategic Bombers split into four, continuing to maintain a cruise over Te Wei City, providing aerial fire support.
The other four Luanyang Air-Space Strategic Bombers, grouped in pairs, began flying to the north and south of You Tai Country, continuing bombing missions to clear away the You Tai Country troops coming to support, as well as various military facilities and high-threat targets.
The ultra-long endurance of Luanyang Air-Space Strategic Bombers can fly 36,000 kilometers, plus a huge payload, which means retaining a significant combat capability to continue long-duration high endurance missions.
The Genetic Warriors occupying Te Wei City did not choose to cease action despite the calming of the conflict.
At this time, the resisting military forces within the city of You Tai Country had basically been cleared out; there were occasional sporadic gunshots at the ends of streets and alleys, mostly from those ignorant You Tai civilians' attacks.
Miao Lun led a squad of Genetic Warriors along the streets, entering a seaside villa area located in the northern part of Te Wei City.
This place was built with rows of luxurious villas, with gardens, swimming pools, and sculptures scattered everywhere, displaying a scene of opulence, belonging to the wealthy and powerful district of Te Wei City.
Prior to Miao Lun's arrival, there were already three Genetic Warriors waiting here, led by Situang.
"Commander Miao."
Situang saluted Miao Lun, his expression full of respect.
Because before him, this top person in the Steel Camp was said to have followed President Su since the very beginning.
The earliest traceable event was when President Su captured Mande City; he, along with farmers newly joining the Jieke Security Department, drove tractors and wielded old shotguns to confront the soldiers of the Mande United Army, and within the Jieke Group, few officials had older qualifications than him.
Not to mention, Miao Lun's combat power, among the Genetic Warriors in the Steel Camp who revered strength, was the strongest, the Steel Camp's top duelist.
"Hard work, you did the task well this time."
Miao Lun nodded slightly; the actions of Situang in Haifa City were noted, coupled with recent major moves in South Korea, making him a rising star in the Steel Camp.
"All in service of the Supreme Leader, not hard at all."
"Being too modest is not good, speaking of which, this is the destination, right? Many target figures hiding here?"
His gaze turned to the villa district, silent inside, with no movement.
"Correct, many elite resistors against the Jieke Group are hiding inside."
Situang's eyes were fierce, those daring to confront the Jieke Group had chosen a path leading to death.
"Capture them!"
Miao Lun waved his hand, and the Genetic Warriors behind him began to move, heading towards the villas.
Miao Lun himself entered a villa; the tightly closed door was kicked open.
Bam!
As the door was kicked open, a gunshot sounded, along with a man's shout: "Get out, you robbers, get out of my home."
The bullet bounced off the armored mask, Miao Lun's cold gaze fixated on a man in his pajamas, around sixty, well-maintained in appearance, holding a rifle with a smoking muzzle.
"Is this land yours, daring to call us robbers, truly laughable."
Miao Lun shook his head, then swung a slap.
Bang!
A slap from a Genetic Warrior is not something an ordinary person can endure; the man's head burst like a rotten watermelon, spray of flesh, bone, and brain matter staining the jade-covered wall with a mottled hue.
Without the slightest pause underfoot, Miao Lun expressionlessly continued onward.
Killing, for Miao Lun, bore no psychological burden whatsoever, even if the opponent was not a mission target; daring to fire at Genetic Warriors naturally defined them as enemies, killing enemies is inherent and justified.
Ascending the stairs to the second floor, Miao Lun kicked open door after door.
In the master bedroom, he found seven or eight people hiding inside.
"Everyone, come outside with me, I suspect some of you may be infected with the Zombie Virus."
Miao Lun glanced around, coldly leaving behind a sentence.
"What zombie virus? We never had zombies in Te Wei City. Your Jieke Group is acting recklessly, we in You Tai Country..."
A man still tried to argue.
But before he finished speaking, Miao Lun pointed the shotgun he had just picked up at the man and pulled the trigger.
Flames burst from the muzzle, and the immense power sent the man flying two meters away, his upper body shredded into pieces of flesh, splattering blood and staining several hiding men and women, whose screams immediately filled the room.
"I don't have time to waste talking. Ten-second countdown, if you don't move, there will be no mercy."
Miao Lun skillfully snapped open the gun barrel, ejecting a still-smoking shell, and then reloaded a bullet.
Facing the threat of the Genetic Warriors, the families of the wealthy huddled like quails, choosing obediently to follow Miao Lun's orders.
Not just here with Miao Lun, the entire villa area was besieged by the Genetic Warriors.
Soon, screams, pleas for mercy, sobs, and wails echoed continuously through the villa area.
The speed of the Genetic Warriors was swift; in no time, large numbers of men, women, and children were captured and brought to an open area, each shivering as they knelt on the ground, their fearful eyes looking at the menacing Genetic Warriors.
Miao Lun stood in front of the crowd, his indifferent gaze sweeping over them, as all the You Tai elites bowed their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.
Situang, holding a booklet, moved back and forth in the crowd, occasionally calling out a person's name and pulling them and their families out of the crowd.
Those brought out were then collectively taken to a remote, deserted spot and confined in a small dark room.
"What are you doing, what do you want, we didn't offend you, why are you capturing me, don't you believe I'll go to the United Nations Security Council, to the International Court to accuse you."
During the operation, a man shouted loudly, unwilling to comply with the Jieke Group's instructions.
"Elliot Ewan Francis, a big name ranked fourth on the global rich list, I'm sure I don't need to remind you of what you've done."
Miao Lun looked at Francis; his memory was good, recognizing this important target, and he sneered coldly:
"Your internet news companies and social platforms have wantonly flung mud at our Jieke Group recently, fabricating large amounts of fake news to slander our Jieke Group for researching biochemical weapons harmful to the world.
You might have forgotten these details, but our Jieke Group has them all noted down meticulously. President Su specifically instructed me to 'take good care of' you You Tai elite."
In a flash, Francis's face turned ashen; he knew the opponent came prepared.
As a distinguished member of the Public Affairs Committee of Beautiful Country and You Tai Country, he once trusted Butler Isaga's words, choosing to confront Jieke Group, and his controlled internet platforms did not spare Jieke Group from attacks and slander.
"It was all Isaga's idea, I was just executing it; it's not me behind it. You... you can't kill me, do you realize how much turmoil killing a globally known billionaire would cause? On the contrary, if you let me go, I'm willing to offer my wealth, no matter how much."
Francis didn't want to die; with a net worth exceeding two trillion US dollars, how could he willingly die here?
"Rest assured, we'll find the Isaga you mentioned too, but you won't see that day."
Miao Lun sneered again, since when did being the fourth richest in the world matter? Their Jieke Group specialized in commercial warfare.
"Someone, take him away and make sure he doesn't have an easy end."
As soon as Miao Lun finished speaking, a Genetic Warrior stepped forward, seized Francis, and tied him to a cross, just like the crucifixion of Jesus.
Another Genetic Warrior approached, holding a dagger, the cold light sliced through the air, and instantly a piece of flesh fell.
Second cut!
Third cut!
Fourth cut!
The skills of the Genetic Warriors were excellent, like slicing roast duck; it was the most barbaric ancient punishment in Hua Country, known as death by a thousand cuts, making Francis suffer this torture bit by bit.
Screams echoed in the air as Francis's face twisted, muscles tensed, and he let out blood-curdling wails of agony.
As the cuts increased, Francis was drenched in blood, his eyes filled with terror and despair, his voice hoarse, the sound squeezed from his throat swallowed by the suffocating air.
At this moment, he felt that death would be a gift; truly worse than death.
Not only Francis, but all the You Tai elite who once participated in resisting the Jieke Group were pulled out, each set to enjoy the tortures thoughtfully prepared by the Jieke Group.
The cries and wails shrouded the earth, the Jieke Group's revenge causing these You Tai elite to finally feel fear and regret, but waking up now was too late; everyone had to pay the price for their actions.
For the Jieke Group, this was just the beginning, and it wasn't only the You Tai elite; the You Tai Country as an entity would also receive attention from the Jieke Group, as they had displeased the great President Su.