Awakening the Daily Intelligence System

It had been a long time since he had last smoked a cigarette.

But whenever faced with a major decision, or in times of great crisis, he couldn’t help but light one up.

On the screen.

Two small teams, over a dozen members with clear division of labor, some responsible for cutting off the power, some for guarding the roads, and others ready to launch an attack around the perimeter of the mansion.

Dressed in starry sky camouflage that blended into the night, their faces equipped with quad-eye night vision goggles, they continually communicated the current situation through headsets.

“GO.”

“GO.”

Everyone was ready, and suddenly, the two captains issued the order at the same time. All the team members scaled the high walls of the mansion, followed by two loud explosions.

Boom————

Intense flames erupted, and the entire mansion’s power system was cut off in an instant. Simultaneously, the security personnel inside the mansion reacted quickly, and a fierce gun battle broke out between the two sides.

Even through the screen, Lin Mo could feel the tension and excitement of the scene.

Just like a Hollywood blockbuster.

Explosions sounded intermittently. The mercenaries’ assault was swift; in less than three minutes, they had cleared all the security forces in the courtyard and successfully advanced into the rooms.

Lin Mo could hear their heavy breathing, and through the cameras on the team members, he could clearly see what was happening around them.

People kept falling, both the mansion’s security personnel and the mercenaries hired by Lin Mo.

Their approach was very tough and skilled, with very little communication needed. As soon as they saw an enemy, bullets followed in greeting.

The live broadcast quality was poor; the camera angles were all over the place, but the immersion was maxed out.

After about 10 minutes of gunfire, the sound of shooting inside the mansion slowly ceased, and the surviving mercenaries began searching for the whereabouts of the target, Chen Ze.

Everything had been going smoothly,

but when they searched the last house, two familiar faces appeared on Lin Mo’s screen.

Dragon Group’s Qiu Pengchi!

Bear Group’s Pu Yuanbai!

Lin Mo had a lot of intelligence on Chen Shanhe, including these two. And when he was in Rakshasa City before, he had also had a standoff with these two from afar.

When the two of them appeared, the mercenaries’ overwhelming advantage disappeared in an instant, and casualties continued to mount.

Qiu Pengchi’s marksmanship was so artistic that every time he fired, a mercenary would inevitably fall.

“Not good!”

“The preparation is still insufficient. Since it is Chen Shanhe’s most beloved youngest son going abroad, how could he not bring some real elite forces!”

“These mercenaries are sufficient to handle the security personnel in the mansion, even to blow up the entire place, but they are no match for Chen Shanhe’s elite subordinates.”

“But this is within America, and it’s not possible to organize too strong an armed force!”

Through the video, Lin Mo understood the situation on the scene. Frowning slightly, he pressed the talk button and said in a deep voice, “Captain Fox, Captain Scorpion, retreat. You’re no match for them.”

“Don’t worry, your payment and the compensation for the fallen won’t be short-changed.”

Actually, without Lin Mo’s instruction, both squad captains had realized they had encountered tough opposition, and further entanglement was pointless.

The most urgent task was to reduce casualties and withdraw.

The two squad captains decisively issued the retreat command and began to cover their own team members.

The mercenaries were ruthless, helping the able to retreat as quickly as possible. Those who couldn’t move got a final gunshot to end their suffering quickly and to prevent leaving any prisoners behind.

By the time they boarded their vehicles and started to flee, only five remained out of the original dozen or so mercenaries.

“Hiss…”

Lin Mo took a deep drag from his cigarette and switched the video feed to focus on a corpse, watching the scene inside the mansion expressionlessly.

That’s when Chen Ze came out.

He appeared to be in his forties, dressed in a simple Zhongshan suit, chewing on a cigar, very thin, his temples graced with a few white hairs, and wearing gold-rimmed glasses. His entire demeanor resembled a fierce hawk.

He looked a lot like Chen Shanhe. The only difference was that he carried a more domineering presence, lacking the calm and restraint of Chen Shanhe, as if unfazed by a crumbling Mount Tai.

Seeing Chen Ze emerge, Qiu Pengchi stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said, “Mr. Chen, it was our oversight. We apologize for alarming you.”

Chen Ze did not speak, nor did he look at Qiu Pengchi. Instead, he walked unhurriedly to the body of a mercenary, careless of the fresh blood and grime, bent down to remove the camera from his shoulder, and stared at the lens with calm eyes.

As if he knew someone was spying on him.

Lin Mo’s entire laptop screen was filled with Chen Ze’s eyes.

The whites of Chen Ze’s eyes were scarce, and his focused gaze inevitably sent a chill down one’s spine.

Such eyes reminded Lin Mo of the beasts in the zoo.

Though separated by distance, their eyes met as if the temperature in the hotel room had dropped significantly.

After a long while, Chen Ze’s slightly hoarse voice sounded, “I don’t care who you are, but if you want to take on the Chen Family, you better weigh your own capabilities first.”

Lin Mo’s mouth curled up slightly, reverting to his original voice, and said calmly and mockingly, “Mr. Chen, your father said the same thing to me. He couldn’t find me, what makes you think you can?”