182: Chapter 182 They Came to Our Door

It was fortunate that there was no session today; otherwise, after this wave of frantic counterattacks from Neon, the USA's high command might have been wiped out in one fell swoop, falling into a desperate situation of being completely leaderless.

The news of the raid on the Capitol Building spread as if it had grown wings, reaching the ears of the core leadership of the USA at maximum speed.

"Those damn shorties, how dare they!!"

Inside the underground safety base, the President of Piaoliang Country had a distorted expression, slapping the table hysterically. An exquisite teacup shook violently, and the Coffee inside splashed onto the tablecloth, leaving a glaring stain. He never imagined that Neon, whom he thought was about to sue for peace, would suddenly launch such a fierce attack at this time, using such a suicidal and insane method.

The video Qin Yang had released earlier had already made the origin of the gene-enhanced monsters public knowledge; every country in the world knew clearly that the source of these monsters was Neon. This attack on the Capitol was by no means a spur-of-the-moment decision, but clearly a desperate, well-planned counterattack by the neon high command!

After venting the monstrous rage in his heart, the President forcibly suppressed his agitated emotions and had to face the most troublesome mess before him. He took a deep breath and asked in a raspy voice, "Is the situation at the Capitol Building under control now?"

"Your Excellency Mr. President, the National Guard was dispatched immediately and has completely cordoned off the entire Capitol Building. The group of gene monsters that broke into the building failed to evacuate in time and are all trapped inside," a high-ranking official nearby hurried forward, bowed, and reported, his tone filled with gravity.

"What are you waiting for? Issue the order immediately to annihilate them all!" The President's face was so dark it could drip ink, and he signed the presidential order without hesitation, his tone ruthless to the extreme. "I authorize the frontline troops to use all high-power lethal weapons. I want to see if these monsters are truly invulnerable and immortal!"

"Yes!"

Receiving the President's absolute order, the National Guard at the front line no longer had any qualms. A full armored regiment quickly completed its deployment, surrounding the Capitol Building so tightly that not even a fly could get out. Next, heavy tanks and large-caliber howitzers were all in position, their muzzles aimed at the main body of the building. Accompanied by earth-shaking roars, dense shells poured out like a rainstorm, and the entire Capitol Building was instantly swallowed by gunfire. Bricks and stones flew, dust filled the air, and the walls collapsed under the intense bombardment.

At this moment, whether there were still surviving congressmen or staff members inside the Capitol Building had long been pushed to the back of the USA leadership's minds. These gene monsters not only threatened the safety of the entire USA high command but also slapped the USA's face hard, causing it to lose all face in front of the world. Only by completely obliterating these monsters could this great humiliation be slightly washed away.

However, these Gene-Enhanced Warriors created by Neon were ultimately no match for top-tier high-level warriors like Li Huai Shan. Facing the overwhelming, indiscriminate, and saturated artillery fire, they had no room for resistance at all. Even if a monster tried to break through the blockade, as soon as they appeared, they were met with dense fire from 20mm autocannons or precise strikes from individual anti-tank missiles. Under the powerful encirclement of the inescapable net, all the gene monsters that had broken into the Capitol Building were completely wiped out before long, leaving no survivors.

The shocking incident of Neon's raid on the USA's Congress spread across the globe in an instant. Countries all over the world watched the development of the situation closely with a spectator's mindset. This was clearly the lapdog kept at one's side finally being unable to resist biting its master. Everyone watched coldly to see how the habitually domineering USA would clean up this mess and what kind of retaliation it would launch against Neon.

Meanwhile, in China.

In a heavily guarded, high-level large biological gene laboratory, several corpses of Neon Gene-Enhanced Warriors previously brought back from Hong Kong City were properly stored and strictly protected.

The high command had specifically mobilized top scientific research elites in the fields of biology and genetics from all over the country to form a special research group, working tirelessly to conduct a comprehensive analysis and study of these Gene Warriors. Unfortunately, time was too tight, and the core secrets of Neon's gene technology could not be completely cracked in a short time; they could only proceed steadily step by step.

Currently, the focus of the Chinese special group was tightly locked on three core directions: first, the mysterious people who easily annihilated the Neon Gene Warriors—their identities, strength, and origins had become mysteries in urgent need of solving; second, Neon's heinous crimes of burning, killing, and looting in Hong Kong City must be met with a firm stance and a resolute counterattack; third, the subsequent reaction of the USA after the attack on the Capitol, as well as the direction of the relationship between the USA and Neon, which concerned the subtle changes in the global landscape.

Never underestimate the power of a great nation when it is fully mobilized. Even though the Death Warriors under Qin Yang's command always acted secretly and were hard to track, making every operation airtight, under the carpet-style screening and meticulous clue-tracking by the elite intelligence personnel sent by China, some traces were still found.

On a hillside outside a remote warehouse area in the suburbs of Hong Kong City.

Several agile and capable men were hiding in the grass, holding high-powered binoculars and staring intently at the empty and silent warehouse area below.

"Captain, according to the testimonies of several witnesses, those mysterious people finally disappeared in this warehouse area. In my opinion, there's a high probability they haven't left Hong Kong City yet and are hiding in some corner of these warehouses! Should we call for backup immediately and conduct a full search?" a young team member said in a low voice, his eyes eager.

The man called Captain scanned the warehouse area with a steady gaze. Hearing this, he gave a light chuckle and teased, "Search? You've got quite the nerve, kid. Do you actually want to go up and go head-to-head with those inhuman monsters?"

The young member's face instantly dropped, and he waved his hands repeatedly, replying with a bitter face, "No, no, no, fight them? That's pure suicide! Based on the survey data of the scene at the Citibank entrance, any one of those mysterious people has a strength of no less than two or three tons. This kind of gap isn't something fighting techniques can compensate for. I don't want to be hammered into a meat patty; I haven't lived long enough yet."

"As long as you know," the Captain retracted his smile, his tone becoming serious. "The value of these mysterious people is far greater than the Gene Warrior corpses in our hands. The higher-ups have clearly instructed us to prioritize peaceful contact. Unless absolutely necessary, we must never have a conflict with them, let alone annoy them, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."

"Then what should we do now?" another team member asked in a deep voice, his face full of doubt.

"Naturally, the few of us will go down personally to try our luck," the Captain pointed to the equipment box beside him and said slowly. "But we're not going to barge in. Open the box; there's a professional thermal imager inside. As long as it's a living person with body heat, they absolutely won't escape this thing's detection. Everyone remember, even if we really find them, put away your usual tempers, be respectful, and talk properly. If we really provoke them and get killed on the spot, we won't even have a place to argue our case."

The team members' mouths twitched in unison upon hearing this, but not one of them refuted him. They also wanted to complete the mission through force, but the strength gap between the two sides was like a natural chasm; they simply didn't have the qualifications for a head-on confrontation.

The group said no more, stood up to open the equipment boxes, took out the thermal imagers, finished calibrating them, and cautiously sneaked into the empty warehouse area. Using the forest of warehouse covers, they meticulously observed every corner one by one.

This warehouse area had been abandoned for a long time, with scattered debris and broken wooden boxes everywhere. The air was filled with the smell of dust and rust, and it was terrifyingly silent, with only the sound of the wind whistling through the iron sheets, which seemed particularly eerie.

The members holding the thermal imagers held their breath, advancing slowly step by step. On the instrument screens, against the cold dark blue background, any living creature would appear as a striking red heat source. But after checking more than half the area, the entire warehouse district remained empty, with no abnormal signs of life.

"Strange, have they really already left?" the young member whispered with a frown, feeling inevitably disappointed.

The Captain did not let down his guard. He raised his hand to signal the team to stop, his eyes sharply scanning a large enclosed warehouse ahead. He said in a deep voice, "Don't rush. We haven't checked the main warehouse at the very back. That place has the most cover and the best concealment; it's the most likely place for a hideout. Everyone follow me closely and act with caution."

The group lowered their bodies and slowly approached the main warehouse. Just as the Captain was about to reach the warehouse door, the thermal imager screen in his hand suddenly lit up. A large area of dense red heat sources instantly appeared in the center of the screen—they were right inside the warehouse!

The Captain's heart tightened, and he immediately signaled the members behind him to stop. He slowly adjusted his breathing and was just about to try and communicate when the previously tightly closed warehouse door unexpectedly opened inward without any warning.

A cold aura rushed towards them. The inside of the warehouse was dark and lightless. Several figures, standing tall as pines, stood quietly in the shadows. They looked at the crowd outside the door with indifferent eyes. The sense of pressure they emitted instantly made the elite team members' bodies tense up. They subconsciously gripped their weapons but didn't even have the courage to move.

The leading Death Warrior was expressionless. His gaze swept over the crowd, and his cold voice slowly rang out, devoid of any emotion: "Are you looking for us?"