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The skinny man and the strong man led their people straight into the building, their target clear: the 18th floor.

However, they couldn't go up alone, as that would make them too conspicuous. The script this time was "Mob Rule," and they couldn't stand out.

Of course, they were also "old field hands" who had caused plenty of trouble internationally. Although the mission didn't explicitly state it, they were sure there were their own people among the crowd.

Sure enough, the mob, who had been hesitant and timid outside, didn't need any prompting once they were inside. They quickly began their "professional duties."

That's how things are. Once a certain "limit" is broken, doing anything afterward is no problem.

The people who rushed in quickly began to smash and destroy. This wasn't a store, so there wasn't much to loot, but the exhilaration of destruction was unparalleled.

The mob was guided by those with ulterior motives. The moment they rushed in, they were no longer protesters, but rioters.

They forgot their initial demands and purely vented their anger against the police, against anyone, against the country, against the whole world.

Hundreds and thousands of people rushed into the building, with more constantly pouring in, making it an unstoppable force.

The staff in the lobby had long fled. The rioters smashed everything they could, then began to pry open the safe and deposit boxes at the front desk. Some started rushing upstairs, using the stairs and elevators, essentially blocking all the exits.

Everyone thought they were crazy. Some calmer protesters tried to reason with them, but they couldn't hear, or rather, the words of劝导 (quàn dǎo, persuasion) against smashing didn't align with their interests, so they pretended not to hear.

"Anyway, someone is taking the lead, I'm just following along to smash and grab."

Seeing people rushing upstairs, the skinny man and the strong man also joined in. They both had earpieces with support from the rear.

"They ordered dinner earlier and haven't left Tang Chao's room. Your mission is to abduct Tang Chao and the other three to mission location number 3."

"Remember, alive. Someone will cooperate with your operation."

"Understood," the two replied softly.

While quickly going upstairs, people kept stopping on different floors. They not only damaged public facilities but even smashed open residents' doors to rob them.

These were not things the two needed to care about. They had their mission. The CIA basically didn't need to consider the consequences.

Ensuring the safety of these aerospace professionals was the government's business, not the CIA's. They only cared about achieving their own goals.

Although their boss was from the Trump faction, Trump didn't represent the entire government; he only represented a portion of it.

Many people felt that the American government was very divided, one moment like this, the next moment like that. In reality, it wasn't that it had a mental illness, but that it was never a unified entity.

And how should I put it? They have this tradition.

Don't you see in American movies, many of the major villains are senior CIA officials? While messing up other countries, they also like to pin blame on the American government.

Anyway, no matter what the country becomes, it won't affect the CIA's position. In fact, the more chaotic the situation, the greater their power.

As they rushed upstairs, instructions came again through their earpieces: "Attention, the four targets have left the room and are wearing very sci-fi model suits, similar to the exoskeletons in Call of Duty: Advanced Warfare. They may be planning to blend into the crowd to leave."

"Understood."

The two replied again, then the skinny man said while running, "The targets have quite some ideas, but it's a pity they don't know who they're up against."

"Hey, they think they're superheroes just by wearing a set of toys. There are no superheroes in this world. The one with the gun is the her… bah, only idiots become heroes," the strong man sneered.

To avoid attracting attention, they even robbed one or two residents like everyone else, then continued upward.

Anyway, someone was always controlling the surveillance equipment in the corridors and stairwells. The four people were constantly going down, so they didn't need to keep climbing up.

The 18th floor, climbing up there is not easy.

It wouldn't be too late to strike when the opponents were about to come down.

As for Tang Chao's group, they had gone down several floors. Because of the support of the powered exoskeletons, they didn't feel tired and quickly encountered the rioters rushing up.

The rioters immediately knew that Tang Chao's exaggerated "models" meant they were on the same side, because the police had their own black riot gear and wouldn't wear these cumbersome things, not to mention this powered exoskeleton looked fake at first glance.

So, no need to ask, they must be "our heroes."

But the heroes were running fast enough.

The heroes were indeed heroes, they ran with them for two floors and then withdrew, saying that their friends had been caught by the police and they had to go help.

The mob quickly made way for the heroes to go down. Letting them rob where there were no police was fine, but letting them fight the police, uh, it was better to rob those who didn't dare to resist.

Using this "hero" disguise, Tang Chao and the others quickly went down to the sixth floor, where the skinny man and the strong man also came up, and the two sides ran into each other.

The skinny man and the strong man acted very well. Tang Chao and the four were in a hurry to go downstairs and didn't notice anything unusual. The two rushed upstairs with their heads down, exchanged a glance, and charged directly at Tang Chao and the others.

They were fast, but someone was faster. Among the group of people behind them, someone reached for their waist, and a black pistol appeared in their hand.

"Bang—"

The huge gunshot echoed in the stairwell, and some people's ears were almost deafened.

"Ah—"

"F*ck, who shot me!"

As soon as the gunshot rang, the rioters present used the evacuation movements engraved in their genes to quickly escape. A second later, only Tang Chao and the four and a group of unknown people were left in the stairwell.

As well as the cursing strong man.

The moment that person took out the gun, the helmet's tactical auxiliary system captured it and directly alerted Tang Chao to pay attention.

Dodging bullets was impossible, but dodging the gunman's movements was possible.

At that time, the strong man was right in front of him, with a look of wanton laughter on his face, which showed that he was also coming for him, so there was nothing to say. He directly drove the exoskeleton to pull the opponent in front of him, blocking the trajectory.

The strong man only felt a huge force coming, and he was instantly pulled up, and then... he was shot.

"F*ck, f*ck, f*ck!"

With a gunshot, the irrelevant people on the scene scattered, and the remaining people didn't need to say anything, go big!

Maybe Zhang Qin and Zhang Liyan were still hesitant, but Tang Chao and Li Bing decisively took action.

Tang Chao had played with exoskeletons many times on Planet Kan, and Li Bing had Kung Fu and quickly remembered the main points of the exoskeleton's movements.

Tang Chao kicked the strong man down with the exoskeleton's force, directly smashing him onto the people behind him. Li Bing next to him was the same, operating the exoskeleton directly down, throwing the skinny man out, also smashing the people behind him down.

The place they were in was the stairs, and it was easy to have problems with a slight fall, let alone throwing people down.

"Go!"

After smashing down those people, Tang Chao called out to the three, "Kick their legs, make them lose their ability to move, don't take their guns, don't leave any handles."

Tang Chao spoke in Chinese, and these people naturally didn't understand, but the current situation was obviously wrong, so they quickly fired.

They didn't believe that these broken things could block bullets. They must have been smashed just now because of the high-ground advantage.

They had practiced lying down and shooting.

"Bang, bang, bang—"

"piu~"

Ricochet.

"Clang, clang, clang~"

It was useless at all. The bullets from the small pistol hit the armor and a pile of "misses".

[We failed to penetrate the enemy's armor!]

The skinny man and the strong man were also dumbfounded by this situation. The mission they received was not to kill, but to capture.

Alive!

This was f*cking ambushed, kicked over, and now there's a gunfight, what's going on?

"F*ck, don't shoot, which part are you from?"

"Sh*t!"

The skinny man and the strong man actually wrestled with that group of people.

Once they started, they found that the close combat and entanglement skills were exactly the same.

"Damn, our own people?"

"Damn, our own people are messing with us, really traditional skills!"

Tang Chao didn't care what they were thinking, and directly led Li Bing and others to kick them away one by one, and then quickly went downstairs.

Special agent operations generally don't have any support, and they are already considered two groups, plus those who provide information, this is all the action personnel.

During this period, the information providers misjudged the information and the power of the "model".

The two groups of action personnel each served their own masters, and because of the wrong information, no one completed the mission. Finally, they found that they were "our own people" and ended up wrestling together.

The mission was impossible to complete, so cleaning up "our own people" became the top priority.

Sometimes "our own people" are more terrible.

Outside, Tang Chao and others ran directly out of the building. The streets were in chaos, and the fires in some places had become a blaze, illuminating the sky in red.

The previous police had disappeared, probably seeing the bad situation and strategically retreating.

Their equipment was very exaggerated, but the revelers didn't pay attention to them, and they quickly rushed to their destination.

The current situation was out of control, and it was foreseeable that the National Guard would definitely intervene. If they didn't leave now, it would probably be even harder to leave later.

The editor is resting on Sunday, and the few chapters that were blocked can't be released. I'm crying. The second chapter will be at 11 o'clock.