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Brad frowned slightly as he listened to the voice.

It didn’t matter if people smoked, but chatting on duty wasn’t very good. People with a little bit of experience knew chatting could be distracting and slow the response time to unexpected situations. Although he didn’t think anything would happen, attitude was a key issue.

Brad could conclude with confidence that the agent was a rookie. The reason why he left from the frontline was mostly because of this blabbering nature that could’ve seriously interfered with the mission.

Turning his gaze to the street across from him, Brad selectively ignored him.

On a corner across the street, a truck with a large Hollywood poster slowly stopped at the side of the road. The car seemed to be experiencing a breakdown. The owner pushed open the door and got off the car. He circled a few times to examine the tires, called for a car repair, and walked toward the shop on the street.

Just as Brad tried to see what movie the poster was advertising, a similar truck appeared on the other side of the road and followed the traffic flow in his direction.

At this time, Brad raised his eyebrows, and a sense of peculiarity alerted him.

Almost subconsciously, he reached for the radio on his shoulder.

"Jim, the truck that is twenty meters from your left hand, go and take a look."

"Roger."

The agent in disguise, who wasn’t far from the truck, walked toward the truck that stopped by the road. He first looked into the driver’s seatm then walked over to the container in the back. However, at that moment, the truck that passed in front of the embassy suddenly stopped in the middle of the road.

"That truck is a bit odd." Keynes looked at the middle of the road and said what Brad was thinking.

However, without a second to respond, a massive flame ball exploded from the truck in the middle of the road.

"BOOM!!"

A cluster of crimson fireballs engulfed the entire truck. The shockwave flipped the car behind the truck and shattered the windows of all the vehicles on the street, even shop glass windows within a ten-meter radius were all destroyed. Brad immediately ducked, and the flying debris almost swept past his head at the same time.

However, Keynes, who was standing beside him, wasn’t so fortunate. A pool of blood was already scattered on the iron gate behind him. The aluminum alloy pieces pierced through his neck and chest.

The explosion was sudden.

The fleeing cars smashed into one another and caused traffic to turn into chaos. People on the street screamed and fled, and brave people took out their phones to call the police. The car alarms were loud, adding to the mayhem on the street…

Although the entrance of the embassy was ten meters away from the road, this distance was nothing for the bomb! Brad pulled out his pistol immediately, and he aimed at the still-burning debris and the chaotic crowd.

In a flash, Brad understood the intention of the attackers.

The first wave of attack was only causing chaos!

The real attack was the second wave!

"Damn, are they crazy?!"

Brad clenched his teeth with a fierce expression, staring at the escaping crowd, guarding against possible attackers. At the same time, one of his hands reached for his shoulder and provided feedback to the FBA Los Santos branch.

"There’s a terrorist attack at the gate of the Xin Embassy! I repeat, there’s a terrorist attack at the gate of Xin Embassy!"

The fire trucks had already arrived. Firefighters wearing respirators and carrying oxygen rushed to the wreckage burning in the middle of the road. However, at this time, Brad saw that Jim, who he sent to investigate the roadside truck not far away, was already in a pool of blood…

The door of the truck had long been opened. A team of soldiers wearing armors that resembled black dragon scales, carrying assault rifles, jumped onto the road.

Without any identification, they neatly and systematically loaded their weapons. They spread out like a professional army into the surroundings, weapons already pointed in his direction.

Brad’s pupils instantly shrinked.

Regardless of their identity, there was one thing he was sure about – they definitely weren’t SWAT coming to the rescue! On Venice Street, the sound of alarms and guns disturbed the tranquility of the night.

The police had already blocked off the street and dispatched almost all police forces in the nearby area to the attack location.

However, this didn’t change the unfavorable situation of Los Santos Police Department.

"…their firepower is too strong! We need support!"

"SWAT is on the way, hold on!"

"Damn, what are our snipers doing?" Brad hid behind a car, controlling his pumping heart. He seized the opportunity to return fire with his pistol.

However, against the unidentified armed force armed to the teeth, his m1911 bullets only tickled. Unless they directly struck the enemy’s head or leg, it wouldn’t cause substantial damage. Brad seriously wondered if they were wearing dragon scales or at defensive body armor of similar strength!

As for the Los Santos Police Department, Brad didn’t expect them to be helpful at all.

The police standard was Glock pistols with one or two shotguns at most. The state legislature did not pass the police’s request for automatic weapons. Therefore, in some UA blockbusters, it was often seen that the police force were beaten by the gangster’s automatic firepower… before the SWAT team arrived.

At the office building eight hundred meters away.

On the roof of this sixty-story building, close enough to oversee the entire Venice Street…

A soldier wearing a black mask with only his eyes exposed was kneeling on the edge of the roof. He systematically adjusted his sniper rifle. Next to him was an observer. The binoculars in his hand were locked on the chaotic street.

"At three o’clock, 871 meters, two targets."

"Roger that."

Three seconds later, the sniper pressed the trigger.

Near the ventilator, not far behind the two people, two bodies laid there quietly. From the logo on their clothes, they belonged to the FBA…

vicious cycle of love The instant he heard the piercing sound of bullets, Brad watched his comrade’s head get penetrated by a bullet in front of him. The insides of his brain, mixed with blood, spilled on the ground like crushed tofu.

He blanked out for a second.

Fear overwhelmed him, but this discomfort didn’t last long. In the next instant, his consciousness was brutally pulled out by a bullet that descended from heaven.

The FBA and CIB agents suppressed by the automatic weapons behind cover were killed by the sniper rifle, one by one. Twelve armed militants dressed in black combat uniforms divided into three teams, and they pushed foward by firing alternatively. They began to surround the Xin Embassy and advanced forward.

The polices were forced to take cover behind the police cars and didn’t have an opportunity to fight back.

Fortunately, the SWAT response was as fast as ever.

Four police helicopters quickly arrived at the battlefield. The SWAT team, also dressed in black, quickly dropped onto the road after the helicopter approached the area. With automatic weapons, their firepower was far superior to the Los Santos police, but…

Boom!

Two gunshots.

One bullet hit the concrete pavement, and the other hit the helicopter’s propeller bearing and created a blinding spark. The helicopter hovering above the road slammed and crashed into the building on the side. The propeller was like rotating blades, slashing the concrete wall. The SWAT team that had yet to land on the ground were like grasshoppers strung on a rope and they crashed into the building.

When the helicopter was shot down, the sniper also exposed his own coordinates.

"Enemy sniper spotted, coordinates…"

"Roger, moving."

The SWAT team that landed on the road immediately engaged in crossfire with the unidentified armed forces.

The two sides were equal in firepower, but in tactics, these SWAT units with countless experience were inferior to the unidentified armed forces.

Just then, a modified van rushed out of the nearby underground garage. The remote-controlled machine gun at the top unleashed fierce bullets at the SWAT and the police car. The police officers hidden behind the police cars could only watch the unidentified armed forces rush into the embassy.

"A heavy machine gun!
Unintended Twist God, it’s a heavy machine gun! Hell, how did they get this stuff into Los Santos?!" With his pistol clenched tightly, a police officer looked on in fear and shouted in a trembling voice.

"This is SWAT. The other party is equipped with heavy firepower. Requesting support. I repeat…" The SWAT captain leaned against the back of a cover and gasped for help from the headquarters.

Support was already on the way.

The Los Santos Police Department had dispatched all SWAT members in armored vehicles equipped with heavy weapons; they were headed to Venice Street. Unfortunately, they experienced a traffic jam on the way to Venice Street.

Like the explosion that took place at the entrance of the Xin Embassy, bombs were detonated on all major intersections and completely collapsed the surrounding traffic. The fleeing vehicles disregarded all traffic rules and emergency lanes and crashed together on the road. Even the casualties caused by the explosions weren’t greater than the casualties caused by traffic accidents experiencing a chain effect…

In the past decade or so, the UA encountered many terrorist attacks and shooting incidents, but it was the first time they engaged in crossfire with such strong firepower-no, they couldn’t be mere terrorists, everything about those attackers were more like mercenaries!

…

In Area 51 of Nevada, alarms rang out at the military base.

Jiang Chen, who started the optical illusion, stood on the roof of the radar station and looked in the direction of the airport. Two F-35 fighter jets left the hangar and headed to the runway before they lifted off in an emergency flight. On the tarmac, next to the Osprey helicopter, about 50 fully armed soldiers were assembled.

The entire military base was moving, but there was no sense of confusion.

The chaos came from outside the base, not inside.

After this point was made clear, Jiang Chen’s pumping heart gradually settled.

Just two minutes ago, he thought he was discovered. Against the encirclement of the entire military base, he had no confidence he could escape without exposing his power armor.

His relaxed state didn’t last long before he began to furrow his brows again.

The entire military base was on high alert. It meant that the situation must not be trivial. Predictably, the highway from Nevada to California was bound to be blocked. Even if the road wasn’t blocked, temporary checkpoints would be set up. However, Jiang Chen’s current identity might be difficult for police to inspect.

Not taking the highway? Directly cut through the desert?

Theoretically feasible, but the fighters had already taken off.

At this time, it was almost impossible to drive a car through the desert. While it was dark outside, an SUV with its roaring engine would be like a beacon on pilots’ thermal imaging. Jiang Chen didn’t think the pilots would just happen to miss the thermal imaging.

Hide here for the night?

That was even more unrealistic.

Once dawn arrived, it would be even harder to leave.

In the rare event Jiang Chen was feeling troubled, Zhu Yu called his watch.

Jiang Chen immediately answered the phone.

However, to his surprise, it was an unfamiliar voice.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang Chen."

An ominous feeling entered his head and Jiang Chen frowned.

"Who are you?"

"That’s not important." The man’s voice was mixed a tone of victory. After a pause, he said, "I think we need to talk." The Xin Embassy was attacked by an unidentified armed force, and the entire Venice Street was shut down. A total of 14 civillians, 8 agents, 11 Los Santos polices, and 6 SWAT members were killed in the attack and 37 people were injured. Even the Los Santos SWAT team that came to support was also suppressed by the firepower of the enemy to be forced to take cover.

Yellow tape blocked off Venice Street. Police vans and reporters’ vehicles completely congested the area.

The journalists who weren’t afraid of death even set up cameras and brought first-hand information to the viewers around the globe. Although the Los Santos Police Department wanted to conceal their own failures, they couldn’t forcefully clear the area while facing so many cameras.

Ten minutes ago, all unidentified armed forces had already entered the embassy and engaged in fierce exchanges of fire with the security in the embassy. According to law, although security personnel in the embassy were allowed to possess weapons for self-defense, the weapons allowed into the embassy were limited to non-automatic weapons such as pistols.

With just a few pistols, it obviously wasn’t enough to fight those "terrorists" armed to the teeth. After finishing off several security personnel, the militants divided into three groups and broke through the embassy’s line of defense without much effort. They kicked down the wooden door blocked by a closet and rushed into the hall with rifles.

At that point, the mission was going well, but that was the end.

The captain lifted his fist and the three mercenaries behind him understood. They rushed to the stairs without a moment of hesitation. However, at that moment, a fierce wind attacked the captain from the side, cutting through his Kevlar material at his throat.

There was no screaming. One person out the team of four was already killed.

The soldiers rushing to the stairs immediately turned around, but the next scene stunned them.

Their captain stood there in a weird manner as if he was held by an unseen hand behind him. However, while they were stunned, their movements didn’t stop at all. Three guns fired and the crossfire penetrated the already dead captain.