Chapter 180 Heavy Rain Is Coming

The next day, Su Mo was exhausted physically and mentally from the battle and slept until noon.

After getting up, he was going to the activity room to stretch his muscles.

When passing by the gym, I suddenly heard some movement inside.

Looking inside, I saw Dongdong squatting on the ground in sportswear, sweating profusely and panting.

Panting and panting, her arms lit up with scorching electric arcs, and she discharged them at high intensity for half a minute. She forced her body into a low-power state because the energy supply core was insufficient.

This practice made her exhausted, and she almost fell to the ground.

But she still managed to hold on and said to herself: "Huchi. Huchi, in the last round of low-power state, I could only do less than 1,000. This time I have to do 1,500. If I can't hold on, I will run 30 kilometers as a punishment."

After she finished speaking, she resisted the feeling of powerlessness caused by the low power state and lay on the ground doing push-ups desperately, fighting against her own limit.

Seeing this scene, Su Mo couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

It seems that Dongdong is very concerned about the fact that he was captured alive yesterday, and the promises he made to him were not empty talk, but were immediately put into practice.

Although prosthetic implanters mainly rely on "krypton gold" to upgrade components to become stronger, it does not mean that exercise is useless.

After all, the implant is not equivalent to a robot, but a precise combination of human and mechanical components.

Exercise can not only improve the fit between the body and components, but also control the performance of the prosthetic body more accurately.

This is like playing a game. No matter how good the equipment is, it still depends on the player's operation.

Otherwise, there would be no such enjoyable battle between two calamities.

A prosthetic genius like Dongdong has unparalleled talents, and is willing to control her impetuous heart and make efforts beyond ordinary people. Her strength is just around the corner.

Su Mo smiled knowingly and walked around the corner into the activity room without disturbing Dongdong.

As soon as he entered, he saw a bunch of mercenaries gathered in front of the big TV.

"What are you looking at?" Su Mo asked.

"Commander, you're here, I'm planning to call you." Chu Nanyi stepped aside, with a faint excitement on his face, "The news has just begun, and the authorities are preparing to take action against the Crow's Nest."

[Crescent City Municipal Center, Administrative Square of General Public Security Bureau]

There is a sea of ​​people here, and several cordons have been set up around the perimeter. Hundreds of elite soldiers from the municipal garrison are stationed in every corner. Unmanned early warning aircraft and aerial gunboats are hovering in the sky to contain all possible dangers.

A tall podium was set up in the central area of ​​the square, and the full moon badge symbolizing the Crescent City Public Security Bureau hung on the blue background curtain.

Schenkov stood under the full moon badge, facing the sea of ​​people, with the majesty of a superior in his eyes.

Under the podium, invited reporters from major media were sitting here, holding their hands high, waiting for Schenkov's roll call.

Schenkov: "The lady in the second row, third column from the left."

The reporter who was named stood up and asked: "Mr. Director, you just said that the authorities will launch a liquidation of Crow's Nest. Is this liquidation at the level of force?"

Schenkov looked coldly: "You understand correctly, it is a liquidation at the level of force."

"Crow's Nest ignored the laws of Crescent City, and even ignored the basic principles of human morality. It targeted a group of innocent children and committed horrific kidnappings. This is a great challenge to the authority of the authorities."

"In the face of violence, we will respond with greater violence to ensure justice is served."

"Ask the gentleman in the second column from the right of the first row."

The reporter stood up with a worried look on his face: "Mr. Director, have the authorities considered softer methods, such as sending envoys to the border to dialogue and negotiate with the Crow's Nest?"

"I believe that peace is the basic norm for bilateral relations. Violence cannot solve the problem, but will instead cause greater bloodshed."

Schenkov said coldly: "Believe me, dialogue is useless. These barbaric thugs are no different from animals. They cannot understand the words of civilized people, they can only understand the sound of bullets in the muzzle of a gun."

"You are right, violence cannot solve the problem, but violence can solve the crow's nest."

"And what we have to do is put bullets into the heads of those Crow's Nest thugs so that they disappear from Crescent City forever."

"The lady in the third row, fourth column from the right."

The reporter asked quickly: "When will the military operation to exterminate the crow's nest be launched? How many casualties do you estimate it will cause to the security forces?"

Schenkov: "The internal code name for this operation is "Crow Hunting." The launch time is a military secret. Maybe today, maybe a month later, maybe next year, I can't answer. "

"As for the casualties, you just need to know one thing. This is a multi-agency joint operation, and the participants are the most heroic and capable elites."

"Those brave men are all passionate, and everyone is willing to defend the glory of Crescent City with their own lives."

"The gentleman in the fourth row, first column from the right."

Reporter: "Will this crow hunting operation affect other groups in the border area?"

Schenkov: "This is a good question. I believe that not only people in the inner cities but also violent groups in border areas are watching the news at this moment."

"I hereby issue a warning that no group shall intervene in the crow hunting operation launched by us, otherwise it will be regarded as a hostile act and will be eliminated altogether."

"And I would also like to add that the Crow Hunt operation is mainly aimed at the Crow's Nest leaders headed by Hong Quansheng, rather than completely killing them all."

"Ordinary Crow's Nest members can surrender to the security forces if they do not want to die under bullets, and we will treat the prisoners humanely."

"If we can provide valuable intelligence to the security forces, we will also regard it as meritorious service and provide leniency during the trial."

"So, I hereby advise all Crow's Nest members to think carefully about their future, turn from darkness to light, and don't die for the sake of the group."

"Mr. second row, fifth column from the left, this is the last round of questions and answers."

The reporter asked cautiously: "There were rumors before that the leader of Crow's Nest, Hong Quansheng, had improper dealings with many important government officials, and there was a secret benefit transfer relationship."

"If the rumors are true, this may be the biggest obstacle to the crow hunting operation. What do you think of this?"

Schenkov looked calm: "I don't know where this rumor came from. At least after the special investigation team came to court, all the city council members who had improper dealings with border groups were eliminated."

"This crow hunt has the full support of the city council. No one, and I mean no one, can stand in the way of it."

"So here, I only have one thing to tell Hong Quansheng——"

Schenkov looked directly at the camera, his fleshy face full of murderous intent, and said word by word:

"You are already a dead man."

The press conference ended, and the crowd left in an orderly manner under the leadership of the municipal garrison soldiers.

Schenkov's murderous speech added a layer of tension to Crescent City.

The huge city is still functioning, but people can be seen whispering and discussing the matter in the streets, with uneasiness and anxiety written on their faces.

There are also endless discussions on the Internet.

Some people think that Schenkov is very domineering, and when facing thugs, he should use violence to deal with those useless people.

Some people also criticized Schenkov for being eager for quick success and sending security forces to the border to fill in the border as soon as he took office. It was really a waste of human life.

No matter how the people talk about it, the plan is finalized and harsh words are released, the crow hunting operation has been put on the agenda, and a bloody conflict between the border and the inner city is about to take place.

In the evening of that day, cold air swept across Crescent City, heavy rain poured down from the black clouds, and endless haze enveloped the entire sky. It was only five o'clock in the afternoon and it was already dark.

Schenkov came to the floating garage after get off work and walked into the special car that had been waiting here early.

The float vehicle started, and the garage roof opened to both sides. The strong wind carried the rain curtain, and the large raindrops hit the car body with a dense sound.

This floating vehicle is specially designed to withstand extreme weather and can still fly stably in strong winds and heavy rains.

Schenkov looked down at the ground through a window filled with water. The entire city was blurred in the rain, giving it a hazy sense of distortion.

His thoughts were also swirling in the rain.

As the initiator of Operation Crow Hunt, it is impossible to say that I am not nervous.

But Schenkov knew the necessity of this action.

This is not only closely related to your own future.

If the inner city is messed up like this by Crow's Nest and no retaliatory counterattack is carried out, the entire Crescent City authorities will lose their dignity in the eyes of the people, which will have extremely bad effects.

So this time, no matter what the outcome is, no matter how many people die, we must give an explanation to the outside world.

Just as Schenkov was thinking, the float vehicle entered the airspace of Huxinzhou.

Suddenly, he realized that the route was wrong. He frowned and asked, "Where are we flying to? My home is not in this direction."

The driver was silent for a while and then whispered: "I'm sorry, Mr. Director. I was also ordered by others."

Schenkov's expression changed and he realized something was wrong.

But now that the floating car was flying in the sky, he didn't even have a chance to jump out of the car, so he could only watch what happened with a calm face.

The float car flew towards the central area of ​​​​Huxinzhou. The deeper it went, the heavier Schenkov's heart became.

Just as there are "high and low" distinctions in the major urban areas of Crescent City, there are also "high and low" distinctions within Huxinzhou.

Among the Huxinzhou Islands, the outer islands belong to people with low status, such as important members of the city council like Schenkov and even the mayor Amir.

The distinguished area in the center of the archipelago belongs to the real "big people".

Looking at the islands passing by in his sight, Schenkov felt confused and anxious. It was difficult for him to imagine what level of people he was going to meet this time.

Finally, the aerial vehicle arrived at the center of Huxinzhou and landed on one of the large islands.

Due to the heavy rain, the island scenery was dark and hazy, and only huge villas could be seen standing in the shadows, bringing a heavy sense of oppression.

After the float car stopped, the car door next to Schenkov was opened.

A tall man stood outside, wearing a soaked suit, holding a cigarette that was swollen by the rain in his mouth. The rainwater gathered into streams of water on the face with Chinese characters, and his eyes were illuminated by lightning from time to time.

Schenkov didn't know this man, but he could tell from the powerful aura that he exuded that he was just as weak as an ant in front of him.

The man with the Chinese character put a folding umbrella into Schenkov's hand, motioned for him to follow, and then took the lead towards the villa.

At this point, with no way out, Schenkov could only get out of the car under an umbrella and keep up with the opponent.

The villa was very large, and there were no lights in the corridor. Schenkov walked for several minutes before he heard a burst of laughter faintly at the end of the corridor.

The man with a Chinese character face pushed open the simple wooden door and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zhao, we are here."

Schenkov walked in the door and was greeted by the fragrant aroma of tea.

This is an ecological teahouse with an open-air design connected to the outside world, a courtyard with a small bridge and flowing water, and a tea seat designed inside the eaves, where you can enjoy the wind and rain while sipping tea, which is quite artistic.

At this time, elegant candle lamps were lit on the tea table, and three people were sitting around it.

The host was an elegant young man. When he saw Schenkov, he greeted him in a friendly manner: "Hey, our director is finally here."

Schenkov's heart trembled, and he hurriedly stepped forward: "It turns out that it was Mr. Zhao who invited me. I am disrespectful and disrespectful."

This person is none other than Zhao Yiming, the vice president of the Crescent City branch of Hehe Company.

The influence of giant organizations like Hezi Company has long gone beyond the scope of enterprises. They secretly control the operation of the world and are the ruling class in the true sense.

Existences like the city council are nothing more than front-end spokespersons selected by the three giant companies through major consortiums.

Taking Hefei Company as an example, any department head of its Crescent City branch has more power than a so-called "government official" like Schenkov.

Not to mention that the other party is the vice president, who is already one of the top figures in the entire division.

If Schenkov wanted to see Zhao Yiming, he would have to make an appointment with his assistant weeks in advance.

Zhao Yiming shook hands with Schenkov and said, "Sit down. Amir arrived a few minutes earlier than you. Let's chat for a while and drink a few sips of tea."

Mayor Amir sat on the left side of Zhao Yiming and smiled at Schenkov and said: "Our director, Mr. Zhao has always been thinking about you."

Schenkov's seat was arranged opposite Zhao Yiming. It was the seat of honored guests second only to the host and more distinguished than Amir, which made him flattered.

Schenkov did not dare to sit down for a while, and said awkwardly: "Mr. Zhao, how can I sit on the guest seat in front of Mr. Mayor of the city? I am so rude."

Zhao Yiming laughed heartily and motioned for him to sit down: "We are all friends, so there is no need to talk about priorities. Just sit down."

Sichenkov could only sit down and look at the person on Zhao Yiming's right.

The other party was wearing a very decent large trench coat and a dome on his head as a polite gentleman. The shadow covered his face, making it impossible to distinguish his appearance.

Schenkov asked tentatively: "Who is this distinguished guest?"

"Haha, I invited Mr. Director here today just to introduce you to a new friend." Zhao Yiming patted the man's hat and said rudely, "Why are you wearing it while drinking tea? Take it off."

The other party slowly raised his hand, took off his hat and looked at Schenkov.

In an instant, Schenkov's expression changed drastically. He stood up and took several steps back. His chair was overturned.

"Hong Quansheng?!"