When everyone saw this, their eyes bulged in sheer disbelief.

Someone was there!

At this instant, everyone understood that there was someone right before them!

“Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!”

However, before these FBI investigators could come to their senses, gunfire tore the air apart. Seven or eight people were immediately shot and they collapsed, screaming in agony!

“Duck!”

Geraldson intuitively rolled over and avoided the bullets. Then, he realized in horror that the bullets were coming from more than one direction, which meant that there were enemies in every direction!

There was more than just one of those invisible monsters!

As soon as he realized this, Geraldson felt a chill run down his spine.

There was a container in front of him and a truck behind him, so he could stay hidden for a while, but the others were not so lucky. These FBI members kept shooting in the direction where the gunfire came from, but after all, they could not see their opponents. In no time, they were shot, one after another, and they fell to the ground, wailing.

“The gunshots all sound like ordinary NP27 pistols and the directions they're coming from — one, two, three… Four… Five!”

Counting the numbers silently in his head, Geraldson quickly calculated, based on the direction of the gunfire, that there were five people on the opposing team.

Although this was a small number, within dozens of seconds of contact, more than half of his team had fallen. Geraldson even saw a colleague, who had worked under him for a long time, get shot in the forehead and tip over into a pool of blood…

Just when Geraldson and the others were caught in the hail of bullets, like rats in a trap, the sound of helicopter propellers could be heard in the distance. It was reinforcements from the FBI!

Upon hearing the arrival of the helicopter, everyone was revitalized. Meanwhile, the gunfire from beyond the containers had also ceased. The distorted figures seemed to understand that it was impossible to kill everyone before the helicopter arrived, so they fled at once, disappearing into both sides of the highway.

When the helicopters finally hovered above their heads, Geraldson and the other survivors were flooded with relief. They dropped onto their knees.

“Rescue them!”

“Quick, save them…”

When he came back to his senses, the three helicopters had already landed. More than a dozen heavily armed special forces quickly rushed out of the helicopters and began to treat the wounded lying on the ground.

Geraldson first walked to his subordinate that had been shot in the forehead and gently closed the man's eyes. After that, he thought of something and looked at the location of his first shot again, but only saw a still pool of blood on the ground. Besides that, there was nothing else.

“That shot didn't kill whoever it was?” Geraldson murmured.

These three helicopters were all dispatched by the FBI forces nearby. As they had made a report to their superiors back when the truck flipped over, the FBI immediately sent helicopters as reinforcements to prevent further mishaps.

Now, it appeared that these helicopters had come at the right time. After all, if they had been a few minutes later, everyone there might have already been killed in action.

They counted that, in this attack, there were eight groups of four, which meant a total of thirty-two federal investigators. Fifteen people were killed on the spot. Their opponents were well-trained with astounding marksmans.h.i.+p. Every bullet was a death sentence.

Only eight were severely wounded and the remaining nine, including Geraldson, suffered minor injuries in the form of abrasions.

The eight seriously wounded ones were sent to the hospital first. Then, Geraldson and other members who were lightly wounded got into the vehicles, still in a trance, to be sent to the hospital for examination and treatment.

As for these sculptures, the orders from up above remained unyielding, even though one set of sculptures had been lost. The others must still be transported.

Even so, before they reached the hospital, Geraldson's boss called. “Geraldson, what happened?”

“Director, I'm not too sure either.”

Geraldson said listlessly, “The three sculptures under my care have been stolen…”

“Who are they?”

“I don't know. I could only tell by the sound that they used NP27 pistols, which are the most popular type in gun shops. Tens of thousands are sold every day across the country. It's likely that they chose this gun to conceal their ident.i.ty…”

Geraldson a.n.a.lyzed. “But I injured one of our opponents. As long as the on-site inspector who arrived later managed to collect a sample, maybe we could uncover the existence of a mysterious organization through that blood.”

“Mysterious organization? Are you being serious?” His boss on the phone sounded surprised.

“Yes, I'm certain that they're a tightly guarded organization and they possess some very sophisticated stealth technology!

“h.e.l.lo? h.e.l.lo!”

Just when Geraldson was uttering the words “stealth technology”, there was a sudden static hiss on the phone. It seemed that the signal was interfered with and there was no signal anymore.

“What happened?”

Geraldson frowned. He looked to his side. Another FBI officer was talking to his family on the phone, but his signal was also disconnected.

“Your signal was cut off too?”

“Yeah. Yours as well?”

Geraldson tried calling again, but for some reason, although the phone's signal bar was full, the call could not go through no matter what. It was as if all the signal towers and even the communication satellites were not functioning…

“Maybe something is wrong with the nearby signal tower?”

Geraldson frowned as the vehicle pulled into the hospital…

“I've invaded the entire North American network as well as all communication satellites in the North American Continent, causing them to display symptoms of being infected by a virus. At present, all communications and networks in the United States have been paralyzed.”

Currently, Chen Chen listened to Little X's voice before nodding. “Nicely done. How are the casualties on our side?”

“One of the members of the B.S.S team was injured, but the sculptures have been successfully recovered. It's just that they can't be transported back for now.”

“Let's transport them by sea.”

Chen Chen was relieved. “I have to say that we were unlucky. An incident like this happened during our first brush against the Federation. Still, fortunately, we've sent a team of T-Knights to clean things up.”

Speaking of this, Chen Chen asked again, “Has the T-force arrived in Los Angeles?”

“Soon. Then, should we…” Little X lowered its voice.

“Yes. Now isn't yet the time to show our hand against the Earth Federation.”

Chen Chen nodded and sighed. “Although there'll be disadvantages if the Federation knows of our existence, the situation isn't irredeemable. It's enough to suppress any evidence of our existence as much as possible — for one, at the very least, we can't let the Federation know that we have the power of invisibility.”

“And that's why you asked me to temporarily cripple communications across North America?”

“Yes. This stealth ability has unparalleled advantages in both tactics and strategy. It wouldn't be the worst thing for the Federation to know of our existence. The worst thing would be if they knew about our ability to become invisible because this can then be countered.

“In addition, the blood sample of the injured B.S.S member must be recovered, so…”

Finally, Chen Chen decisively stretched out his right hand and gently drew a finger over his neck. “All the members of the FBI who were involved in this incident and the high-level FBI officials in Los Angeles who have received the reports — eliminate them and leave no one alive.”