Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

After Xiao Luo blew up the White House, the federal government immediately dispatched a large contingent of army and police troops to comb through the entire Was.h.i.+ngton DC. All of them swore to hunt down Xiao Han, the thousand-faced killer, and execute him most cruelly to vent their anger.

However, their efforts were to no avail as the target suddenly vanished like a wraith, and there was no trace of him at all!

The federal government expected the Pentagon to be the next target and duly deployed security forces to guard the building. As a further precaution, they also cut off the communication network ports of all military bases across the country. The action was to prevent the hacking of military bases and the unauthorized launching of their long-range missiles in attacking the Pentagon.

The SEAL members scoured the entire Pentagon for security breaches thoroughly and installed sensitive detectors to screen for potential bombs. As intense screening was being carried out, security troops were patrolling the perimeter of the Pentagon along with the FBI and police.

“Mr. President, there'll be no problem. If Mie wants to blow up the Pentagon, he has to break in physically. And the moment he appears, the Pentagon will be his last resting place!” A captain in the SEAL team remarked to President Bama.

The Pentagon was in total lockdown and fully secured. There was no way that Mie could breach their defenses. The SEAL team had full confidence in their abilities and had done everything they could to guard this place.

President Bama sat on the sofa with his hands interlocked over his stomach. He was brooding, and his face was somber. He had been this way ever since Xiao Lio blew the White House up. His characteristic smile had long vanished as citizens around the country protested on the streets, calling for his removal and the resignation of the federal government under his leaders.h.i.+p. They threw his pictures on the ground and the angry citizens stomped on them, demanding truth and justice.

He had lost his reputation, and people were stomping on his dignity!

There were instances where President Bama felt so depressed, he almost vomited blood in anger.

“I don't want to hear your bullsh*t promises. I want him dead! Do you get it?” he snapped, clenching his teeth.

The captain nodded and replied, “Yes, Sir.”

In this temporary office, every cabinet minister remained silent, not daring to utter a single word. They were visibly concerned that, despite combing the area for over forty-eight hours, they could not find out where Xiao Han, the Thousand-faced Killer, was hiding. The man had miraculously vanished into thin air, and that was a matter of great consternation.

Still, n.o.body expected Mie to be successful this time around. Every military base had decoupled its connectivity with the outside. Regardless of how competent Mie's hacking ability was, he could not tap into the military bases' resources. If he wanted to blow up the Pentagon, he would have to come here with the bomb himself. But the moment he showed up, snipers, heavy tanks, machine guns would welcome him. He would come face-to-face with an a.s.sortment of precision weapons and ma.s.s-killing machines. And he would undoubtedly die miserably.

SHRIEEEEK~

Suddenly, a loud, sharp noise reverberated through the room and startled everyone.

“What was that?”

President Bama asked anxiously, for he could not afford any more accidents. If they lost the Pentagon, the entire world would mock him and his federal government for the rest of their lives.

A man in a suit rushed in, gasping desperately. “Sir, we lost contact with the national s.p.a.ce station. We've tracked it, and it's not good news—it's been kicked off its...o...b..t and is losing alt.i.tude fast. It's too late now. The Earth's gravity has captured it, and it's cras.h.i.+ng through the stratosphere as we speak,” he reported.

What?

Everyone in the temporary office was stunned, but President Bama quickly recovered and ran out of the building. He looked up and realized that there was a gleaming object in the sky, and it was cras.h.i.+ng down on them like a meteorite, leaving a long trail of smoke behind it. That object was falling straight at them like an unidentified flying object.

Sending the s.p.a.ce station cras.h.i.+ng into the Pentagon?

Everyone was shocked when this idea finally registered in their minds.

It was beyond anything they imagined, but Xiao Luo had found a way!

n.o.body would have imagined that he would hack into the satellite system and turn the s.p.a.ce station into a bomb. It was unreal to have even thought of smas.h.i.+ng the Pentagon with the s.p.a.ce station—it was insane! Even if one could gather every professional expert in the world, it'd have taken time to predict the trajectory of a falling object from s.p.a.ce accurately. Therefore, to calculate the path of a functioning s.p.a.ce station, and to crash into the Pentagon was virtually impossible. It was as tough as using a pistol to shoot an ant from a few hundred meters away.

It was even harder than teaching a man to fly.

How could he have come up with such an idea? What gave him the confidence that he could pull it off?

This man was a complete psycho. He was unpredictable!

WHOOs.h.!.+ WHOOs.h.!.+ WHOOs.h.!.+

They fired a dozen of interceptor missiles to break up the incoming s.p.a.ce station in its trajectory. They stood a better chance of survival if the falling debris were smaller.

However, the falling speed of the s.p.a.ce station was too fast. The shrieking hypersonic boom was deafening, and none of the interceptor missiles found their mark. It was not unlike a gigantic meteorite cras.h.i.+ng down upon the Pentagon. It would obliterate everything around ground zero, like a nuclear blast.

KABOOOOOM!

The ground shook, and the Pentagon was vaporized in seconds. A raging firestorm surged outward from the point of impact, sending gale-force storms of dust and debris blasting for miles.

When the storm settled, the Pentagon was nothing more than an enormous hole with smoke billowing above the leaping flames.

He has destroyed the Pentagon?

The Pentagon is gone—destroyed by the same guy!

The cabinet minister widened their eyes in disbelief as they stared at the image of the enormous hole. They had done everything they could and yet were still defeated by Mie. He had used their s.p.a.ce station as a weapon to destroy the Pentagon. There was silence, and everyone was in a stupor as they realized the power of Mie.

No wonder he could turn the entire Ri nation upside down and get away with it!

He was an incredible being who could do anything, anywhere he wanted. Their country was in a turbulent storm now, as citizens unleashed their wrath on the federal government and took to the streets in unprecedented protest.

“Dispatch the genetic warriors!”

President Bama looked at the Pentagon, now in ruins, and he looked more serious than ever as he clenched his jaw hard.

His order shocked the cabinet ministers as the genetic warriors were their trump card. They had long reached a consensus that the genetic warriors were to be reserved as a last resort. Exposing their existence would only attract the world's attention. The research and development of the genetic warriors were against the moral ethics of humankind, therefore, the entire Mei nation would face the world's scorn. It would cause unmitigated political problems as nations would rally to bring down the whole Mei nation.

With the current domestic unrest, sending out the genetic warriors would mean that the federal government was complicit in the research of the genetic warriors. The wrath of citizens would only escalate, and when that happened, would the federal government be able to withstand it?

“Mr. President, I hope you think again. It is not a good time to dispatch the genetic warriors.” The Defense Secretary tried to persuade him.

President Bama turned around and grabbed him by his collar. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a terrifying demon now. “Then f*cking tell me, when is a good time? After the entire federal government loses its authority? Heed my order and dispatch the genetic warriors! I want that G.o.dd.a.m.n Hua national to be the genetic warriors' first kill!”

“Yes, Sir.”

The Defense Secretary dared not decline again. Bama was, after all, the president and commander-in-chief.