louisehourcade Chapter 438 Wait for my news!
Chapter 438 Wait for my news!
"I'm not trying to be strong," Zhang Yan said. "I just..."
He paused for a moment.
"I want to come back soon."
Nie Qingcheng's gaze softened for a moment.
Then it returns to cold.
"Then hurry back."
She opened the door.
Outside, Qin Xiao's car was already waiting.
Zhang Yan got on the bus.
As the car window rolled down, Nie Qingcheng leaned in.
She kissed Zhang Yan.
very short.
Then step back.
"Come back alive."
The car drove away.
Nie Qingcheng stood at the door, watching the car's taillights disappear into the night.
She took out her phone and opened an encrypted communication app.
I sent a message.
"Depart from the target location. Monitor simultaneously from all six outposts. Report any anomalies immediately."
The other party replied instantly.
"Understood, Sister Qingcheng."
Nie Qingcheng put away her phone and turned to go inside.
One by one, the lights in the villa went out.
Only the basement was still lit.
Nie Qingcheng sat at her work desk, with six screens in front of her.
Each screen corresponds to the real-time monitoring of a specific location.
She clicked on the first piece.
Munich.
Satellite images of the abandoned military factory appeared on the screen.
Thermal scans revealed 37 human-caused heat sources underground.
There are also two non-human heat sources.
Nie Qingcheng's gaze lingered on the two red dots for a second.
Then he picked up his phone and sent a message to Zhang Yan.
"There are two high-dimensional heat sources beneath Munich. Be careful."
on the plane.
Zhang Yan saw the message and replied with a single word.
"it is good."
Then close your eyes.
His right hand was still trembling slightly.
But he could feel that the Heart of Heaven was beating very steadily in his chest.
Sufficient energy.
The mech is in position.
with a clear purpose.
enough.
The plane flew westward through the clouds.
Outside the porthole, the sky began to lighten.
An abandoned military factory on the outskirts of Munich was built in a valley.
Qin Xiao's men have been waiting outside for twelve hours.
Zhang Yan arrived at 4 PM local time.
It was still daylight, but the shadows in the valley were already quite deep.
The person who was there to meet him was Chen Hu, a man in his early thirties and a senior member of the security department at Qingcheng International.
"Brother Yan." Chen Hu handed over a tablet. "Latest heat map."
Zhang Yan took it and looked at it.
It has three underground levels, with the deepest point reaching 70 meters.
Thirty-seven human heat sources are distributed on the first and second floors, with a very high density, as if they are having a meeting.
Two non-human heat sources remain stationary at the deepest part of the third layer.
"What's on the third floor?" Zhang Yan asked.
"It's uncertain. Satellites can't penetrate that depth, but according to ground-penetrating radar, there's a circular space with a diameter of 20 meters on the third floor."
"It's like a warehouse."
Zhang Yan enlarged the heat map of the three layers.
Two red dots; body temperature five degrees lower than normal human, but energy fluctuations are very intense.
not human.
It is a false family created by the lamp using the fragments of the hammer that broke down the door.
"Where are the people on the first and second floors?"
"They are all mercenaries, well-equipped, and the armory is on the east side of the first floor, with at least ten heavy weapons."
Zhang Yan nodded.
He glanced at the time.
Eight hours have passed since we set off.
Nie Qingcheng gave him a schedule of no more than four hours at each base.
All six strongholds were cleared within 24 hours.
One-third has already been used.
"Get ready to go in," Zhang Yan said.
Chen Hu was stunned for a moment.
"Brother Yan, should we wait until it gets dark?"
"No, we won't wait."
Zhang Yan took out the White Tiger's chip from the portable case.
activation.
The white tiger unfolded from the backup space, and the ground trembled the moment it landed.
The metallic behemoth gleamed coldly in the setting sun, its amber eyes fixed on the valley.
Chen Hu took two steps back.
He had seen photos of the white tiger before, but this was the first time he had seen it up close.
"Fuck," he said.
"Wait for my news." Zhang Yan mounted the white tiger. "Someone has escaped. Take them under control."
"Yes."
The White Tiger has started.
It's not stealth, it's a direct charge.
It sped up to maximum speed, its four claws digging four deep trenches in the ground, heading straight for the entrance to the valley.
The gate to the military factory was a rusty iron gate, and Baihu rammed into it headfirst.
The iron gate exploded.
The alarm went off.
Zhang Yan entered the lobby on the first floor.
Thirty mercenaries rushed out from both sides, carrying automatic rifles.
Everyone was stunned the moment they saw the white tiger.
Then fire.
The bullets hit the white tiger and bounced off.
Zhang Yan did not retaliate.
White Tiger switches to non-lethal mode and charges into the crowd.
With a sweeping right claw, five people were sent flying, crashing into the wall and losing consciousness.
With its left claw slamming into the ground, the shockwave knocked over more than a dozen people.
With a flick of its tail, the rest of them all collapsed.
Fifteen seconds.
One layer is cleared.
Zhang Yan rode a white tiger downstairs.
The second floor houses the conference rooms.
Seven men in suits were sitting around a long table, looking at a satellite image projected on a projector—a satellite image of Jinghai.
Seeing the white tiger burst through the door, all seven people stood up.
One of them reacted the fastest, drawing his gun.
The white tiger's tail was faster than his.
The metal tip of the gun struck his wrist, and the gun flew away.
The other six people wanted to run away.
The white tiger blocked the door.
"Sit down," Zhang Yan said.
The seven people froze.
They looked at Zhang Yan, then at Bai Hu, and then slowly sat back down.
Zhang Yan wasted no time.
"Where is the light source?"
No one spoke.
Zhang Yan took out the Heart of Heavenly Craftsmanship and placed it on the table.
A dark blue light shone.
The expressions on the faces of all seven people changed.
"One last time," Zhang Yan said. "Where's the light switch?"
The person sitting on the far left spoke up.
"She's not here."
"Where is it?"
"We don't know." The man's voice trembled. "She left a month ago, leaving us to handle things here."
Zhang Yan stared at him.
"What is it?"
The man glanced at the satellite image on the projector.
He didn't say anything.
Zhang Yan's gaze fell on the picture.
Jinghai.
Aerial view.
Seven red dots were marked.
He recognized him.
Those are the seven main nodes of the Jinghai underground water network.
"You're going to bomb the water network around Jinghai," Zhang Yan said.
The man didn't speak.
The white tiger took a step forward.
The man's breathing became rapid.
"It's not an explosion," he said. "It's pollution, a dirty bomb, buried at a groundwater node. Once detonated, the radiation will spread throughout the entire city."
Zhang Yan clenched his fist.
"Where's the dirty bomb?"
"Not here."
"Where is it?"
"I don't know. Deng Yin took it away himself. We were only responsible for logistics and funding."
Zhang Yan stood up.
What are the three underground levels?
The man's face paled even more.
"storehouse."
"What's inside?"
"Two...guards."
Zhang Yan turned and headed towards the stairs.
White Tiger followed.
I heard the sound of a chair being pushed aside behind me, along with the person's shout.
"You'll die if you go down there! Those two things aren't human!"
Zhang Yan did not turn around.
The entrance to the third floor is a heavy metal door.
The door has an electronic lock and biometric identification.
The white tiger slapped down with its paw.
The door is dented.
Second claw.
The door flew off.
Inside is a circular space, with a diameter of exactly twenty meters.
In the center were two enormous metal tanks, each three meters tall, with symbols engraved on their surfaces that Zhang Yan did not recognize.
Two "people" were standing next to the jar.
wrong.
not human.