One day after the bloody wedding, at a naval arsenal in the northern suburbs of Xinxiang. The surrounding area is spacious, with a guardhouse inside. Although the outer wall looks like a fence with barbed wire to prevent climbing, it is electrified. More importantly, the arsenal is a basement-style concrete fortification with strict security measures. Not only is there a reinforced company guarding it, but the nearby Marine Brigade can arrive in about five minutes. It can be said that if you want to jump or break through the wall, the alarm will be triggered immediately. So Robo chose to go through the main gate. However, the main gate is not easy to go through either. There are as many as five soldiers on duty standing inside and outside the gate. Especially the two people behind the gate, with the fence blocking them, it is almost impossible to kill them in one shot. However, Robo did it. Two crossbows appeared and fired at the same time. The powerful crossbow arrows passed through the gaps in the fence, penetrated deep into the eyebrows, destroyed the brain stem and cerebellum, and directly made the two soldiers lose their ability to move and died quickly. After that, Robo let go, and the rope at the end of the crossbow made the crossbow hang on his body. At the same time, he just flipped his wrists and swung his hands, and two cold lights sank into the face and head of the soldier next to the sentry box.
The situation of the last person was slightly more complicated. This person reacted quite quickly. He started shouting and fired the safety of the gun, trying to shoot. Robo had to throw a knife to destroy his vocal cords first, and then add a flying knife to his face. "Ah... Uh!" After the second wave of two cold lights, the soldier's eyes were wide open, and he fell to the ground, and died with his eyes open. However, it was this half-shouting that triggered a small episode. A lieutenant opened the door of the sentry box with dissatisfaction, trying to scold the soldier on duty for making strange sounds in this quiet night. Unfortunately, as soon as he leaned out his upper body, Robo rushed forward and cut his throat directly. Robo took out one of them and threw it aside, then went into the house and shot the soldier sitting in the chair with a confused and shocked expression. After spending three minutes, he collected the flying knife, threw the body into the sentry box, and opened the gate behind the gate through the control button of the sentry box. Next is the encounter mode. This Robo is also full of confidence. He believes that he is like a ghost, silent and odorless. He also believes that his insight is amazing, and he can always find the opponent first and take action first. So the soldiers patrolling inside were killed. With a flash of cold light, the flying knife was almost completely immersed. All of them had serious damage to their brain stems and cerebellums and could not make any extra reactions. Robo patrolled a circle and harvested all three groups of patrol personnel before starting his arms collection operation. However, this step almost went wrong. He entered the wrong warehouse. The chemical weapons warehouse with extremely strict defense had personnel on duty inside, and it was obviously guarded around the clock. If it weren't for a little luck, the staff on duty at the arsenal noticed that the gate was opened abnormally, and did not press the alarm immediately as per the regulations, but chose to go to check for fear of trouble, and Robo's operation would have been in vain. After all, it takes time to move supplies, and he hasn't even seen the supplies he wants yet. Robo didn't touch the chemical weapons despite the soldiers on duty in the arsenal. On the one hand, his professional quality did not allow him to safely use such weapons. More importantly, such weapons of mass destruction are easy to affect innocent people, especially in urban areas, and it is difficult to hold them. Although he is evil and twisted, he still has some moral bottom line, and he tries not to affect innocent people.
Half an hour later, he got what he wanted, so he used a Hummer as a vehicle, pulled a large number of C4s, and drove away. Another half an hour later, he parked the Hummer on the way to Washington, DC, then loaded the goods into another prepared SUV and drove to New York... In the early morning, the sky was just getting light. Lewis of Fobolle was awakened by a phone call. Because the heinous suspects have not yet been brought to justice, he has been kicked off the throne of the head of the task force and lost the power to mobilize a large number of personnel, materials, even funding, and administrative support. However, Fobolle did not let him off easily. He is now a deputy, and he has no say, but he needs to take the blame when something goes wrong. Just like the bloody wedding the day before yesterday, the pot was almost on his head. Yesterday, he was dealing with the questions of the families of the victims and other dignitaries who felt the same and were in the same boat. After a day, he was exhausted and had no substantial progress. He was so angry that his liver hurt. He drank some water-boosting medicine and fell asleep at two o'clock. It's not even seven o'clock now. However, when he understood the information on the phone, he was immediately startled and all sleepiness disappeared. He hurriedly dressed and washed, took his gun, and walked out while tying his tie. When he arrived at the door, the car was already waiting. About a quarter of an hour later, Lewis came to the temporary command center. The atmosphere in the command hall was depressing, people were rushing back and forth, very busy, and the communication was also very busy, with information constantly flowing in and out, just like a war in progress. "What's the situation now?" Lewis asked an intelligence officer. "The latest intelligence, the military Hummer has been found, 137 kilometers away from the special zone." Anderson, the commander-in-chief of the task force who has been in office for more than a month, said gloomily: "It is obvious that at this time, the Abyss has already dragged more than 100 kilograms of C4 into the special zone. I have already greeted the National Guard. Important departments such as the Presidential Palace and the Capitol Building cannot be lost. I think there are not enough people and more are needed." Lewis said: "I don't think Abyss's target is the Special Administrative Region. He will choose to attack in the east and west. His target should be Xinxiang." "Where's the evidence?" "No, it's just guesswork, analysis, and intuition." Anderson raised his eyebrows: "We can't rely on gambling to do anything." Lewis asked back: "Then, at least give me the power and let me go and take charge." Anderson said dissatisfied: "I just said, there are not enough people, we need more." "What is enough? The army and marines march into the Special Administrative Region in full force? Then what? How many days are the martial law planned?" Anderson was furious: "I have to be responsible for America's appearance right now. Key units can't make any more mistakes." Lewis was as calm as ever and asked: "So what do you think of Wall Street? If it is bombed, how much do you think America will lose?" Anderson raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Are you going to set up a flag to ensure that Wall Street is safe?" "There are no guarantees. I can only say that I will do my best and live up to my authority."
"You should know that it's not that easy. Even so, you still want to go?" "go!" "good!" A few minutes later, Lewis rushed to New York by helicopter, and a series of orders had been issued. The time soon came to ten o'clock in the morning. Although half of Manhattan (south) was under martial law, the elites on Wall Street still went to work as usual. They were even in the mood to stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, drinking coffee and joking about the jumping up and down of hawks and dogs. They have been in peace for a long time, and at the same time they have developed a cold and cold heart in the financial battlefield, and they often play very exciting games in private. This makes these people have the problem of being exaggerated and nihilistic, and even being greedy for violent death. They could even take the embarrassing behavior of the attendees at the bloody wedding that they heard from the grapevine as a joke, and then thoughtlessly lamented that it would have been better if they had been there to see it. Against this background, a bulletproof Lincoln trying to enter Manhattan suddenly accelerated and passed through the checkpoint while being inspected at the bridge. "Warning, warning, a black Lincoln broke through, the driver matches the characteristics of the suspect codenamed 'Abyss', the license plate number... the current location..." Lewis learned of the situation within a few seconds and immediately ordered heavy firepower preparations. Less than thirty seconds later, I learned from the license plate number that this car belonged to the rich man who held a wedding banquet for his young son the day before yesterday. Upon hearing this, Lewis decisively issued permission to use heavy firepower and asked the traffic lights at the intersection to cooperate. More than three minutes later, the bulletproof Lincoln was overturned by an RPG rocket. An injured big man climbed out of the car, wearing a mask. He seemed to have suffered some concussion injuries and was in poor condition, but even so, he still tried to pull out. Gun shooting. As a result, they were beaten into a sieve by random gunfire and concentrated fire. Lewis's order to capture as many people as possible was not carried out at all. The hawks and dogs hated the 'abyss', and of course they were more afraid of it. The myth of killing a target with one bullet continues to this day. Face to face with such an opponent, who dares to let the opponent successfully shoot? Just as the military police and agents cautiously stepped forward to inspect, the Midtown Carbide Building in midtown Manhattan exploded simultaneously, including two underground floors and a total of 12 floors! This 215-meter-tall, 52-story skyscraper is the world headquarters of Mogen Chase. Luo Bo has no interest in the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center. The department within this landmark building is mainly engaged in controlling international trade such as import and export. In addition, there are public and private institutions such as communication agencies, transportation, banks, insurance, and customs. It can be said that all activities related to trade and ports are concentrated here. Luo Bo's target is the group of people who play finance. As we all know, the giant scissors used by the Lighthouse Nation to harvest the world are composed of the military and finance. However, in those who live in violent jobs, it is more difficult to form an excellent financial system and talents, but they are also very concentrated, fragile, and easy to destroy. Twelve floors were blown up at once, turning the building into a castle in the air. There was no chance for personnel to evacuate. The forty floors above fell directly from a height of more than fifty meters. The overall structure could not withstand such a pier at all, so It was like the giant palm of a god pressing down from the top, and it folded and collapsed instead of toppling over and hitting the building next to it. Of course, even so, a large amount of gravel debris still formed ripples of soil and swept through the surrounding area. The reason why Luo Bo was able to do all this was actually because he had made greater progress in hypnosis and was well prepared. The security director of the building was taken down first, and then he used his authority to create opportunities to take down some of his subordinates. Just this morning, taking advantage of the shift change, the C4s were brought in and then placed in their appropriate locations. The security director has the drawings of the building and is very clear about the load-bearing structure of the building. He also has professional blasting experts who design, how much explosives to put in, and the directional blasting. As for the attention-grabbing side, it's mainly because Robb left innocent people with five minutes of survival included.
The brainwashed security personnel, armed with automatic rifles, fired shots around the building, forced vehicles to stop, drove away people in nearby buildings, and told the cleaning and other people in the building to get out. Of course, those who are in high-level positions and are unable to withdraw immediately can only consider themselves unlucky. Due to Bulletproof Lincoln's troubles, Lewis's headquarters communicated frequently, so processing the alarm information from Midtown was relatively slow. It took three waits and two stops to get it together in five minutes. As for the brainwashed security personnel and supervisors, they naturally returned to the building and died in the line of duty. The man driving the bulletproof Lincoln was the captain of the security team of the rich man at the bloody wedding. The insider was silenced, and Robo's brutal closed loop was still very well played. As for Robo himself, he was still serving the boss, and he had sufficient alibi. When the incident happened, he was in an office building on Broadway Street... And less than half an hour after the incident, when major TV stations began to broadcast emergency news, FOX TV's broadcast went wrong temporarily, and a content recorded by Robo in advance was broadcast to the public during this peak viewing period. This was naturally arranged in advance. It can only be said that Robo knows a lot of so-called upper-class elites around the boss. Of course, most of them are the kind that he knows them but they don't know him. But this is enough. The one who used his power to play the video defended more than five minutes of broadcast time with a small pistol, and finally shot himself before the security personnel arrived and subdued him. There is no doubt that FOX became popular. When other radio stations were broadcasting the so-called cutting-edge emergency reports, only FOX broadcast the public speech of the culprit. And Kane Williams, whose "Maniac Manifesto" was named, also became popular. And he really became popular all over the world. "Hi, everyone, my name is Kane Williams, and I am a maniac. My mother is a prostitute, and my father is an unknown gourd. Before I was twelve years old, people called me a bastard and a bastard. Later, I relied on my fists and wisdom to make people realize that it was more cost-effective to call me by my real name. I went to jail for the first time when I was fourteen years old for stealing a car. Since then, I have become a frequent visitor there..." Rob first introduced himself, and then gave a concise statement of the major cases he had committed, and played some edited footage during the period. They were all shot with a home camera, and the quality was not very good, but they were carefully selected and edited, and they could provide some first-hand information and prove that what he said was true. The audience then learned that Foboler was once attacked at the headquarters, killing nearly forty people, and the Minister of Justice did not die of illness, but was assassinated. "There is a saying in the East that if you are poor, you should take care of yourself, and if you are rich, you should help the world. When I survived a gunshot wound and gained extraordinary abilities, I couldn't help but think about what my self-worth is? How can I help the world? In the end, I decided to become the most scarce existence in human society, retribution! My retribution is mainly dedicated to solving the problem of uneven distribution of wealth in human society. I want to let those social parasites know that everyone is equal in the face of death."