Chapter 25 Double-crossing! Lin Xingwan intercepts an overseas arms smuggling ship.
Once deciphered, this string of garbled code contained only a dozen or so words.
"Midnight tonight, East Port Terminal, heavy cargo from overseas, interested?"
Heavy cargo.
In the slang of the Dark Web and the black market, these two words represented firearms. Large quantities of terrifyingly powerful firearms.
Lin Xingwan stared at her phone screen. The nerves that had relaxed after securing the Divine Doctor instantly tightened.
The killing intent in her eyes spread wildly, like a fuse ignited by fire.
In The Apocalypse, cold weapons were the baseline for self-defense.
But if she wanted to build an absolute The Fortress that no one dared to provoke.
Her true confidence would always come from those firearms capable of blasting people into pulp!
If a large shipment of firearms really was coming ashore, it was practically a god-tier gift package delivered to her doorstep by the heavens.
"I love a good dog-eat-dog scenario."
A cruel, cold smile tugged at the corners of Lin Xingwan's mouth. Her fingers tapped rapidly on the screen, replying with a single word.
"Do it."
Two o'clock in the morning.
East Port Terminal.
This was the city's largest deep-water port, handling containers from all over the world year-round.
At this moment, the terminal was deathly silent, with only a few dim searchlights flickering in the sea mist.
The waves slapped against the breakwater, emitting a dull, rumbling sound.
Lin Xingwan had changed into a skin-tight black night-suit, slipping into the core area of the terminal like a ghost.
Her movements were as light as a wild cat.
Following the shadows of the massive gantry cranes, she crept silently toward the container stacking area of Pier 3.
As soon as she got close, she acutely sensed that something was wrong.
In the air, besides the briny scent of seawater, there was a faint smell of gunpowder and cigars.
Someone was there! And more than one group!
Lin Xingwan immediately pressed herself against a red container, suppressing her breathing to the minimum, and peeked out half her head.
Using the faint light of the searchlights, she saw the scene ahead.
Several heavy trucks without license plates were parked in the open space.
A dozen or so South Asian men in floral shirts and covered in tattoos were holding AK47s, looking around vigilantly.
They were overseas drug lords!
Why would this group of desperados appear here?
Lin Xingwan's gaze moved past the drug lords and landed behind them.
There, six huge green containers were neatly stacked.
The containers had no markings, but their exteriors were wrapped in extremely thick, explosion-proof iron plating.
Without a doubt, that was the "heavy cargo" Huo Yuan had mentioned!
"It seems this shipment was brought in by these drug lords."
Lin Xingwan calculated silently in her heart.
She turned her head to look into the darkness on the other side.
Although she couldn't see anything there, relying on the intuition she had honed in her past life while crawling through piles of corpses, she could feel a group of people as dangerous as wolves lying in ambush in the shadows, staring fixedly at the shipment.
Huo Yuan's men.
The mad dogs of "Sky Wolf" were clearly planning to seize it by force.
"Fight, then. The harder you fight, the better."
A cunning curve tugged at the corners of Lin Xingwan's mouth.
When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman wins; today, not only was she going to pick up the scraps, she was going to steal everything these people had down to their underwear!
She did not act rashly, but patiently waited for the best opportunity.
Five minutes later.
"Bang!"
A muffled sniper rifle shot equipped with a silencer shattered the silence of the terminal!
Within the drug lord's group, the man chewing on a cigar who appeared to be the leader had a spray of blood erupt from the center of his forehead, and he collapsed stiffly!
"Enemy attack! Cops!"
The drug lords instantly fell into chaos, frantically raising their AK47s and spraying gunfire wildly into the darkness where the shot had come from.
Fire lit up the sky!
"Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat—"
Dense bullets poured down like raindrops onto the containers, sparking dazzling flashes.
At this moment of absolute chaos, Huo Yuan's "Sky Wolf" squad moved.
A dozen or so figures wearing black tactical vests charged out from the shadows like black lightning.
They did not fire their guns but used the containers as cover to rapidly close in on the drug lords.
Cold weapons slashed through the night, leaving fatal glints of cold light.
Throat slitting, neck breaking, heart piercing.
The movements were clean and efficient, without a single wasted motion; it was simply an art of one-sided slaughter.
"Good opportunity!"
Lin Xingwan took advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was drawn to the firefight.
Like a black snake gliding along the ground, she quickly bypassed the combat zone from the side.
Unbeknownst to everyone, she crept behind the six green containers filled with firearms.
She was less than five meters away from the target.
It was so close that she could even smell the scent of machine oil radiating from the container's iron plating.
"These six big blind boxes are mine."
A flash of fanaticism crossed Lin Xingwan's eyes as she pushed her Mental Power to the limit.
As long as her hand touched the container, even if it were filled with aircraft carriers, it could be instantly sucked into her space!
She took a deep breath, darted suddenly from the shadows, and lunged toward the first container.
Three meters.
Two meters.
One meter!
Just at the moment when her fingers were less than ten centimeters from the cold iron plating, ready to pull it into her space!
An extremely dangerous killing intent that made the hairs on her body stand up suddenly struck from behind her!
Immediately after.
A cold, hard object pressed heavily against the back of her head.
It was a gun barrel!
"Don't move."
A low, hoarse voice, dripping with extreme coldness and a sense of familiarity, slowly sounded in the darkness.
"Miss Lin."
"Hogging the goods is not a good habit."