A large amount of arms were moved out from the sand bandits’ stronghold and loaded onto trucks.
The batch of arms originally taken from An Nishang ultimately returned to their rightful owner, despite the bizarre twists in the process, the outco was evidently good.
Moreover, this ti, the entire Special Operations Departnt didn’t spend a single soldier.
It inflicted heavy losses on four factions.
Indeed... one stone for four birds.
An Nishang didn’t want any more accidents, to be honest, even if she wanted an accident now, it would be difficult.
The Special Operations Departnt loaded all the arms equipnt onto the trucks, and Chen Che bid farewell with a smile to Bill Hawke and the mbers of the Gian team, "Ladies and gentlen, we’ll be going ahead now, farewell! See you later in the Ninth Special Zone!"
The vehicles of the Special Operations Departnt drove away, leaving behind Lang Liefeng who was pained to death, along with Bill Hawke, Bode, and others from the security team.
Bill Hawke could only watch helplessly as Chen Che and the others took the arms away, standing aside but not daring to move.
Just the unique aura emitted by An Nishang made Bill Hawke feel the threat of death.
His intuition told Bill Hawke that An Nishang actually wanted to kill him; maybe only a thin paper separated them from breaking the silence, both aware of the hidden secrets within.
An Nishang restrained herself from killing him.
Bill Hawke exhaled heavily and looked at Bode, "Chairman Bode, it seems we’ve all been set up by the Special Operations Departnt this ti."
"Damn it... So many brothers died, yet the Special Operations Departnt took advantage." Erin cursed aloud, several team captains were also wounded, with each more or less injured.
This ti, the security team suffered considerable losses.
Bode remained silent, raised his head to the sky, and sighed softly.
"Who do you think planned this?"
Erin’s eyes flashed, saying, "Sir, are you saying that pretty boy? Isn’t he just An Nishang’s plaything? How could he have calculated so many things?!"
Bode rely chuckled, "Our montum is waning. Our security team lost so many people this ti without achieving the intended result; seeking positions again clearly won’t win against An Nishang."
We need to find another way."
Bode’s words shook the hearts of the several team captains.
If An Nishang takes the chairman’s position, she would certainly eliminate dissidents as the saying goes, ’new officials burn three fires.’
Bode, in charge of the security team, would face pressure from An Nishang in the political realm.
She might even rearrange personnel, potentially sidelining the entire security team.
Bode knew his strength; he grew from the Ninth Special Zone, unlike An Nishang, who backed by the Night Empire Headquarters’ An Family.
If he were to beco the chairman, clearing out An Nishang’s Special Operations Departnt was tough, but An Nishang clearing out his security team wasn’t very difficult.
The hard gap in strength was impossible to overco.
If An Nishang truly took the chairman’s position, Bode wanted to preserve his power, and everyone in the current security team needed to find another way.
The team captains felt stifled but helpless.
Under the current circumstances, they could only proceed step-by-step.
Bode also knew the turbulence caused by today’s events had only just begun creating a swirling vortex of power.
...
A large shipnt of arms was sent back to the Ninth Special Zone.
The parliantary forces received this news imdiately.
An Nishang’s arms were retrieved.
If this was the only point, it wouldn’t have attracted much attention, but the crucial factor was the enormous power vortex triggered behind the recovery of An Nishang’s arms.
As news spread from various sides.
Bode led hundreds of people from the security team out, only to return with just a few dozen.
Tasting Comrce Association ca back with only about 100 people.
It’s said there was sothing related to the Apocalypse Society...
For a ti, rumors continued to spread.
Everywhere in the Ninth Special Zone, gambling dens, brothels, taverns, passed around various ssages.
"Did you hear? That she-devil struck ruthlessly this ti! It’s said the security team suffered hundreds dead by that she-devil’s trick! Even the ard team of Tasting Comrce Association was struck by her, hundreds dead!"
"I heard that sand bandits outside the city attacked this she-devil’s arms; she spent a long ti investigating before locating them, yet sohow, the security team and ard personnel from Comrce also went to the sand bandits, resulting in heavy losses for them. I went! Weren’t they all killed by the she-devil?"
"Hey, your news is outdated. I heard from insiders that many families in our town died, many being ordinary people brainwashed by the Cult of Apocalypse, reportedly also went to the sand bandits, fought with Comrce’s ard personnel and the security team!
When the Special Operations Departnt arrived, they picked up a bargain without firing a shot, without losing a person, and recaptured the arms, yet caused such massive damage!"
"The news I heard said the Special Operations Departnt ambushed three factions, crippling them all?"
"How is that possible? They’re just political chess moves, no need to make it a life-or-death conflict on the ground, right? If it truly were so, wouldn’t the Ninth Special Zone fall into total chaos?"
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