hsntnovel Chapter 116 The Precursors of Urban Disorder
Chapter 116 The Precursors of Urban Disorder
Everyone fell silent.
Nobody wants to.
Having experienced the taste of power, who would want to go back to being a lamb to the slaughter?
"Then what do we do? Fight the police?" Wang Yang swallowed hard. "Brother Jiang, those are guns... and they're part of the state apparatus..."
"Who said we were going to fight them?"
Jiang Ming looked at Wang Yang as if he were an idiot. "Attacking national power is suicide, and I'm not that crazy."
He stood up, walked to the window, and looked through the crack at the special operations team members who were gradually advancing downstairs.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
The sounds of impact downstairs were dull and rhythmic, like some kind of giant beast gnawing at the wall.
Every time the special operations team's demolition hammer fell, the entire faculty and staff dormitory building would tremble.
The plaster crumbled and fell onto Zhao Yanzhi's newly polished, gleaming trendy shoes.
"Brother Jiang, smash it a few more times..." Wang Yang swallowed hard. "Our temporary fortress will turn into a tomb."
"It doesn't matter."
Jiang Ming spoke in a calm tone, as if he were discussing the weather, "Anyway, if they want to demolish it, let them demolish it to their heart's content."
"Come stand up, everyone, don't fall behind."
Jiang Ming didn't waste any words and snapped his fingers.
Countless tiny specks of light appeared out of thin air.
These points of light seemed to have a life of their own, flowing with the air and instantly enveloping everyone present.
A strange feeling welled up inside me.
Wang Yang subconsciously raised his hand, only to find that his palm was rapidly fading from his sight, first turning into a translucent jelly-like substance, and then disappearing completely, leaving only a void of air.
"Holy crap!" Wang Yang exclaimed in surprise. Just as he was about to touch his face, Jiang Ming slapped him on the forehead.
"Snapped!"
The sound was clear and crisp, but no one could be seen.
"Shut up. This is optical refraction, not turning you into a ghost." Jiang Ming's figure also disappeared, leaving only his voice echoing in the air, "Ten minutes. Remember, we only have ten minutes. No attacks, no violent collisions during this time. If anyone slips and falls, revealing their form, I'll keep them here as part of the Special Operations Sheriff's performance record."
"Walk."
A low shout came from the air, followed by a series of hurried but deliberately suppressed footsteps.
The stairwell was filled with a musty, dusty smell.
The group hugged the wall, held their breath, and moved quickly downwards.
Just as they reached the corner on the second floor, they ran into a fully armed assault team.
This is probably the spearhead team responsible for the assault.
Six people, all wearing black tactical vests, with riot shields at the front, and the beams of tactical flashlights flickering in the dimly lit corridor.
"Be on guard, the corner on the second floor is safe."
The lead special operations team member carried a Type 95 assault rifle, and his voice came through his mask, sounding somewhat muffled.
His gun barrel almost grazed Wang Yang's nose.
Wang Yang covered his mouth tightly, frozen in place, not daring to even breathe.
too close.
He was so close that he could even see the worn fibers on the other person's bulletproof vest and smell the mixture of gun oil and sweat on the other person.
If this person had taken just half a step forward, they would have bumped right into his arms.
Cold sweat trickled down Wang Yang's back, but he dared not move, fearing that any movement would cause the air to ripple.
Just then, an unseen hand grabbed Wang Yang's arm and pulled him sharply to the side.
That's Jiang Ming.
"Keep up." A very low voice whispered into my ear.
Unaware of what was happening, the special operations team maintained their standard tactical formation and cautiously made their way towards the third floor.
They had no idea that the group of targets listed as "extremely dangerous" had just swaggered right past them.
After passing through the second floor, you arrive at the lobby on the first floor.
The scene here is even more chaotic and exciting than upstairs.
The clutter that was originally used to block the door has been blown open, leaving a large hole in it. The alloy security door is twisted and looks like scrap metal.
In the center of the hall, a battle that truly transcends dimensions is unfolding.
"roar--!!!"
The black rock cannibal that Jiang Ming left downstairs went completely berserk.
This stupid creature from another world has absolutely no idea what modern law enforcement is.
All it knew was that it was sleeping soundly when suddenly someone blew up its nest and threw in several of these small, smoking canisters (tear gas).
At this moment, the ogre's eyes were bloodshot, and several flashing electric probes were hanging on its huge body, but its thick skin completely ignored the voltage that was enough to knock an adult into shock instantly.
It brandished the thick iron pipe it had taken from the streetlight, sweeping it around like swatting flies.
"Scatter! Scatter! Don't take the hit head-on!"
Amidst the chaotic crowd, Jiang Ming heard a familiar voice.
It's Cheng Fan.
The upright security captain was somewhat disheveled, his uniform covered in dust, but he remained calm and directed the operation.
"One squad to hold it off! Two squads to take the net! Snipers, look for an opportunity to shoot it in the eye! Don't use live ammunition, try to capture it alive!" Cheng Fan roared into the walkie-talkie as he retreated.
"Capture them alive?"
Jiang Ming, who was invisible, stood in the corner and watched this scene, unable to help but sneer inwardly.
This group of people had no idea what they were facing.
Although the Blackrock Ogre is not considered a top predator in the Glimmering Woods, its regenerative abilities and skin toughness are beyond the capabilities of ordinary riot control weapons.
"Bang!"
The cannibal slammed his club into the riot shield of the special operations team.
The shields, made of high-strength polycarbonate, were instantly covered with cracks.
The three team members holding the shields were sent flying like bowling pins, crashing heavily into the wall and losing consciousness on the spot.
"Damn it! Is this their 'pet'?" Cheng Fan gritted his teeth, drew his sidearm, and ordered, "Live ammunition approved! Take it down!"
Gunfire erupted instantly.
But this has nothing to do with Jiang Ming anymore.
"Stop looking, let's go."
Jiang Ming kicked Zhao Yanzhi in the buttocks, who was watching with great interest.
Although he couldn't see it, the muffled sound almost made Zhao Yanzhi cry out.
The kick was perfectly timed, sending Zhao Yanzhi flying towards the side door.
At this moment, everyone's attention in the hall was drawn to the crazed cannibal, and no one noticed that at the wide-open side door, the air was strangely distorted, and several sets of footprints that appeared out of thin air quickly extended to the outside.
The moment I rushed out of the teaching building, the long-awaited sunshine shone on me.
Although they couldn't see their own bodies, the sense of freedom from breaking free of their cage made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
"Three minutes left." Jiang Ming glanced at the countdown on the system panel, his steps unwavering. "Run towards the east wall. That's a green belt. Outside the wall is a demolition site in the old city, and there are no security cameras there."
The group of people moved like ghosts along the narrow path.
As they passed the school gate, they saw a large number of police cars and ambulances flashing red and blue lights, and the area outside the cordon was crowded with onlookers and online celebrities holding up their phones to live stream.
"Family! Did you see that?! Did you hear the gunshots inside just now? This is definitely a major case!"
"I heard there are monsters inside! Is it true?"
"It's definitely true! Three or four SWAT armored vehicles have already gone in!"
The clamor of voices surged in like a wave, full of the warmth of everyday life, yet it seemed so absurd.
As Wang Yang passed by a live streamer, a mischievous thought crossed his mind, and he gently blew on the back of the streamer's head.
The anchor was startled and turned around abruptly, only to see empty air.
"Holy crap! I saw a ghost in broad daylight!"
The anchor's screams were left behind.
Ignoring these minor incidents, Jiang Ming led his men on a frantic run, finally scaling the two-meter-high wall just before his invisibility time expired.
The site was a demolition site in ruins, with broken walls and overgrown weeds everywhere.
"Huff... huff..."
With a distortion of light and shadow, the figures of the group reappeared.
Wang Yang plopped down on the half-brick wall, panting heavily, but with a silly grin on his face like he'd just escaped a disaster: "That was...that was so exciting. Brother Jiang, if I had a phone, I would have definitely taken a picture of Cheng Fan's expression just now."
Li Bin adjusted his glasses, his hands still trembling: "We're... out already?"
"It's not over yet."
Jiang Ming did not sit down. He quickly scanned his surroundings and, after confirming that this was a blind spot for surveillance, immediately began to remove his armor.
"Don't just stand there, put away your gear. We'll stand out more than ogres if we walk down the street like this."
As if waking from a dream, everyone began to remove their armor.
The Silver Knight's full-body armor transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the storage card; Jiang Ming was wearing an ordinary sports sweatshirt underneath.
Although it was covered in dust and dried bloodstains, it didn't look too out of place near the demolition site; at most, it looked like a fight between some delinquent youths.
Zhao Yanzhi looked at the small storage card in Jiang Ming's hand with a complicated expression.
If you sold this thing on Earth, how much money could you get for it?
But he quickly dismissed the idea.
This is Jiang Ming's lifeline.
If he finds out that a thief is eyeing him, he'll be in big trouble.
……
Meanwhile, inside the school's faculty and staff dormitory building.
Cheng Fan, leading two special operations teams, finally subdued the incredibly strong cannibal.
The cost was that six team members were seriously injured and fell into a coma, and two were killed in action.
In the end, it was only with several times the normal dose of anesthetic that the monster finally collapsed.
"Search! We must find those people!"
Cheng Fan didn't bother wiping the blood from his forehead; he grabbed his gun and rushed upstairs.
He had a very bad feeling.
The battle just now was so loud, yet Jiang Ming and his group, as the "masters" of this monster, didn't even show their faces?
This is not logical.
unless……
Ten minutes later.
"Captain, nobody's here."
"There's no one on any of the floors."
"There's no one on the top floor either."
The reports coming in one after another over the walkie-talkie made Cheng Fan's face grow increasingly grim.
"How could there be no one?!" Cheng Fan slammed his fist on the wall, sending a cloud of plaster flying. "The drones have been monitoring all the exits the whole time, not even a fly has escaped! Did they just vanish into thin air?"
A team member ran over with a notebook: "Captain, we found some...things in a dormitory on the second floor."
Cheng Fan walked over quickly.
The room was a mess, with some unfinished compressed biscuit wrappers and several empty mineral water bottles lying on the floor.
But on the table, there was a note neatly arranged.
Cheng Fan picked up the note; it contained only one line of handwriting in a flamboyant style:
Although we would love to cooperate with your work, we don't want to be locked up again, so we'll be leaving now.
There was no signature, but Cheng Fan knew who it was.
Jiang Ming, the college student whose calm gaze was frightening.
"Damn it!" Cheng Fan crumpled the note into a ball and slammed it to the ground.
This is blatant provocation!
Under the noses of dozens of special police officers, he slipped away silently with several people?
Is this magic?
Just then, a sharp electrical crackling sound suddenly came from the walkie-talkie on his chest.
"Buzz... Call all units! Call all units!"
"Xicheng District Metro Line 3... *sizzle*... Unidentified creature attack incident! Repeat! Unidentified creature attack!"
"The scene is extremely chaotic! Requesting backup! Requesting support from surrounding security forces and heavy firepower!"
The terror and despair in that voice made all the special police officers present tense up.
Cheng Fan suddenly looked up at the still-prosperous city outside the window.
Here we go again. What's wrong with this world?
"Everyone assemble!" Cheng Fan took a deep breath, suppressing his shock and frustration. "Leave this monster to the reinforcements. The rest of you, come with me to the subway station!"
……
Behind the broken walls at the demolition site, the air was filled with a mixed smell of rotting garbage and damp soil.
Jiang Ming stuffed the last arm guard into the storage card and casually straightened the slightly wrinkled collar of his hoodie.
Apart from his still frighteningly sharp eyes, he looks no different from an ordinary college student.
"Is everything packed?"
Jiang Ming looked around.
Wang Yang, Li Bin, Zhao Yanzhi, and two girls have all changed back into their regular clothes.
Xu Shishi's sports jacket had a large tear, revealing her fair skin and a shallow, scabbed wound, a result of her previous fight against the goblins.
"All packed up." Wang Yang patted his pocket, which contained the storage card with a Doraemon sticker on it—his entire fortune. "Brother Jiang, where do we go next? Should we find a hotel to hide in?"
"Hide? Where to hide?"
Jiang Ming walked to the edge of the construction site and looked out at the street through a few rusty iron sheets.
The street, which should have been orderly, was now somewhat restless.
The sounds of ambulances and police car sirens rose and fell, and in the distance, several muffled explosions could be faintly heard. They didn't sound like firecrackers, but rather like gas cylinders exploding, or... something more violent was carrying out a "demolition".
"It seems this world is becoming different from what we're used to." Jiang Ming turned around, looking at his companions who had risked their lives with him in this other world. "Did you hear that? There are at least three times more sirens than usual."
Li Bin pushed up his glasses, his brow furrowed. "Brother Jiang, you mean... besides our school and neighborhood, there are other places we've also been transported to? Or rather, monsters from another world have directly descended upon Earth?"
"Very likely." Jiang Ming did not deny it.
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