Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

The city infrastructure built to ensure public safety and order was, of course, worthy of trust; while the main structure of the building remained undamaged, it was difficult for doors and windows to withstand an attack of this magnitude.

At the same time, several electromagnetic pulse grenades were thrown into the guard post through the shattered windows, one after another.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The grenades, which had virtually no effect on the human body, were aiming purely at the various tech devices.

The equipment used for issuing commands was instantly paralyzed, and whether it was calling for reinforcements or continuing to close the gates, these became things one could hardly dare to hope for.

They came prepared!

This was a long-planned sneak attack!

The guard post commander, stunned by the successive blasts, finally came to his senses and yelled hoarsely, "We're under attack! We're under attack!"

As his voice rang out, so did the suddenly blaring alarm bell.

Caught unawares, unable to contact the security team, they could only make as much noise as possible.

The guards, tumbling and even seeking shelter under the din of explosions, got dressed once again in the equipment they had taken off minutes earlier, under the deputy commander's orders.

Even simple gear like the half-body bulletproof vests, Blast Shields, and gas masks were technically challenging to prepare thoroughly in the midst of panic.

Clearly, the guards, not having faced real combat for a long time, were too unfamiliar with this kind of attack.

Another dozen tear gas canisters were thrown in, emitting white smoke, and the not-too-large guard post instantly filled with a white haze.

While those guards were still trying to help each other don their gear amidst tears and snot, the tall and seductive Gu Lan had already entered the threshold of the guard post with a group of burly strongmen.

These strongmen from the Caesar gang had no mercy for these city dogs; each received a heavy blow to the back of their neck and were quickly tied up.

Even amidst the chaos, they hadn't thought about killing anyone.

After seizing the only checkpoint near the entrance, Gu Lan signaled to her companions in the shadows behind her that they could now come over.

And then, cargo trucks loaded with unknown goods drove through the narrow pass, one after another.

Looking at the heavy machine guns and cannons modified onto those trucks, Dai Lian's eyes were filled with astonishment, "Wow, a gang in the city is this rich..."

But Bai E's gaze passed over the obstacles, seemingly seeing the guards who were knocked out and tied up, and he sighed softly, "Such a response... too complacent."

The city wasn't without threats, as today's "unrest" was initiated with prior intelligence and for a certain purpose.

But what if it were a real rebellion the day after tomorrow?

Or, what if more gangs were corrupted by those demons, initiating a war of destruction?

These guards, who were supposed to take responsibility, were so negligent; how could the security of the city be assured?

"Maybe it's been too long since they faced an attack," Dai Lian explained softly, "The information we gathered rarely mentions any gangs bold enough to directly assault such a city-affiliated facility."

"..." Bai E pursed his lips, remaining silent.

Even if slightly slow on the uptake, at the very least the procedure had to be followed precisely.

Everything was uncertain before the gates were completely lowered, and these guards had prematurely removed their gear minutes before the gate was set to close, leaving them completely defenseless when attacked, and unable to delay the intruders even slightly.

This showed that the city, from top to bottom, was rotten to the core!

"Let's go, follow them and see," Bai E said.

Let's see how chaotic the so-called unrest they initiated really was.

...

In the silent night, the headquarters of the city security team was in turmoil.

"Report to the captain, checkpoint C11 has lost contact."

"Checkpoint C10 has lost contact."

"Checkpoint C07 has lost contact."

"All C-level checkpoints... complete loss of contact."

The city doesn't usually refer to The Lower City directly as "The Lower City," but simply uses "C-level District" as a euphemism.

The various checkpoints that separate The Lower City from the Middle-Upper City District are known as C-level checkpoints.

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Usually, after the gates at the checkpoints came down, the checkpoints would also manually send a "command completed" message to the central control center.

And now that they had received no information, with no responses to the inquiries they had sent out, it meant that these checkpoints had either fallen… or had temporarily lost the ability to communicate electronically.

"All units, deploy and prepare to intercept!" Caesar ordered through gritted teeth.

The affairs of The Lower City were to be settled within The Lower City, an unwritten rule within the city.

Even as lawless as those war gangs were, their conflicts could only break out in the barbaric areas of The Lower City.

Of course, if civilians in the Central City District happened to get caught in the crossfire from time to time, as long as the situation was resolved quickly, with no severe consequences left behind, and the affected civilians were pacified, aside from a scolding upon return, the problem wasn't considered major.

But if the disturbance reached the Upper City District...

The true nobility could not bear any risk.

If even a single bullet struck any corner of the Upper City District, then their security forces, from top to bottom, would be combed through by people.

It was just unclear whether the current upheaval was just an appetizer or if those insane individuals had gone straight to flipping the table.

Since they were already prepared to face the backlash of those nobles interested only in their own benefits, their security forces wouldn't be completely devoid of their own informants.

They had also received some intelligence in advance that the unrest was expected to happen in these few days, and had even been arranging for personnel to scout the checkpoints swiftly, just to enforce heightened vigilance.

But still, they hadn't expected... a total blackout of communication.

Caesar's fingers ran over the communicator in his pocket, but in the end, he put aside the thought for the moment.

The situation was unclear, and that final measure could not be used for now.

Mobilizing the military stationed outside the city to enter was a significant move, not to be taken lightly until the last moment.

Thinking this, Caesar turned to put on his hat and took bold steps out the door.

With the communication lost, all they could hope for was that the guards at the checkpoints could delay the upheaval of the war gangs just enough to give them ample time to position their forces for the interception...

Civilians in the Central City District woke from their slumber, puzzled, as the sounds of engines and gunfire led them to believe they were in the hellscape of The Lower City.

The city harbored many contradictions, and those war gangs were used to settling things among themselves with fists.

So, hearing such noises in The Lower City wouldn't surprise them, and on the occasional visits there, they could even encounter stray bullets whizzing past their scalps as they walked down the streets.

But what time was it?

It was night!

The gates were closed; the conflicts of The Lower City were to be settled within The Lower City. However loud, the noise shouldn't reach here, right?

In a half-awake, half-asleep state, civilians pulled back the curtains and peered through the small windows with uncertainty.

"Whoosh~"

A rocket, trailing flames, zipped past the glass and smashed into the wall of a house at the end of the street.

"Boom!"

The ground trembled, and rubble flew.

"Shit!"

'What the hell are those security officers doing all day!?' the waking resident cursed inwardly and immediately turned to find the emergency shelter in the room - a sturdy and heat-resistant large metal box stocked with some resources.

In these chaotic times, who didn't have some preparations at home?

"Looks quite lively..."

Dai Lian's companions returned from all directions, meeting up with him.

But they didn't expect to see a familiar figure beside Dai Lian, "My lord."

"My lord!"

"Hmm," Bai E nodded calmly, "Anything you have to report, just say it."

"Yes, my lord!" Gu Lan responded resolutely, "Our investigation found that it's not only the 'Doctor' organization that started the unrest. They acted alongside at least several dozen other war gangs..."

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