Martial Arts School Crisis

Chen Mo's keen senses detected a hint of danger in advance.

In the distance, a tank was rotating its turret, trying to aim its cannon at him. Seeing this, Chen Mo moved instantly and charged straight at the tank.

After a rapid sprint, when he was still over ten meters away, Chen Mo launched himself high into the air, tracing a perfect arc as he descended toward the tank's turret.

The gunner inside the tank was still taking aim when he suddenly realized that the target had vanished from his sight.

Landing steadily atop the turret, Chen Mo casually severed the tank's cannon barrel with a slash of his sword. Raising his shield in his left hand, he brought it down with a heavy blow, smashing open the hatch.

After blowing up the inside of the tank with a high-explosive grenade, Chen Mo found his next target. He took a few steps, leaped onto an Armored Car, and destroyed it just as easily using the same method.

Dodging the HYDRA soldiers' bullets, Chen Mo quickly eliminated all of the most threatening heavy weapons. The remaining few hundred soldiers no longer posed any threat at all.

The base had never had many troops to begin with, fewer than five hundred in total. Most of its mechanized forces had also been sent out to fight, so the base's defenses were not actually very strong.

Meanwhile, the troops fighting the Allies outside had long since been eliminated by Chen Mo one by one. Of HYDRA's forces in this region, only this base remained.

After eliminating the greatest threats, Chen Mo gave the signal for a full assault. The several hundred elite Special Operations Team soldiers who had been waiting outside for so long immediately rushed in without hesitation.

They wore the same black combat uniforms as Chen Mo, with lighter, downgraded Bulletproof Armor underneath. Though the load of several dozen pounds affected their agility, Chen Mo had already eliminated most of the heavy firepower, so they did not need to dodge excessively. This cumbersome body armor greatly enhanced their survivability.

The HYDRA forces inside the base had already been crippled by Chen Mo, and the arrival of this fresh force only hastened their destruction. The outcome was already decided. Chen Mo sheathed his sword behind his back, drew his pistol, and joined the battle once more.

With the Special Operations Team joining the fight, the HYDRA soldiers were already overwhelmed by the fierce attack of several hundred Special Operations Team members. The bullets fired at Chen Mo were no longer as dense as before. This time, Chen Mo did not raise his shield to block them. Instead, he relied on his sharp senses and superhuman reflexes to dodge bullets while returning fire, taking the opportunity to train his reactions and ability to evade gunfire.

As a result, his killing speed naturally slowed considerably. Before Chen Mo had even emptied the third magazine, the battle was over.

"Commander!"

The captain of Special Operations Team Alpha stepped forward to report the results to Chen Mo.

"All enemies have been eliminated! We have completely captured the entire base!"

The HYDRA base had fallen, and this was already the second HYDRA base Chen Mo had destroyed.

As HYDRA's true mastermind, Chen Mo felt no discomfort whatsoever about personally destroying his own base.

Destroying the old to establish the new. Not to mention that the people in these bases were all HYDRA "traitors" loyal to Hitler, but in Chen Mo's original plan, these bases were meant to be abandoned anyway.

World War II would end in a few years. By then, these insufficiently concealed bases would eventually be discovered. Rather than letting that happen, he might as well put them to good use.

First, he could completely eliminate internal dissent and take total control of HYDRA. Second, he could deceive the forces of every nation, shed his shell like a cicada, and disappear completely into the shadows. Third, he could use this to raise his standing and reputation among the Allied Powers, earn their complete trust, and deepen his control over S.H.I.E.L.D. Who would have thought that Chen Mo, the man who personally destroyed HYDRA, was HYDRA's true master?

New York, Brooklyn

At dusk, as the lights began to come on, lavish food had already been laid out on dining tables in household after household. Families gathered together, sharing dinner amid laughter and cheerful conversation.

Yet the atmosphere in the Martial Arts School was somewhat heavy.

A few minutes earlier.

A burst of hurried footsteps sounded outside. The front door was violently pushed open, and a lean, capable figure rushed in with an anxious expression. It was Boxing Master Wang Kun, who had only left not long ago, yet had suddenly returned to the Martial Arts School for some unknown reason.

Ignoring the stunned looks from everyone in the Martial Arts School, Wang Kun hurried up to the second floor. Before long, he came back down. Without saying a word, he headed straight for the door at a quick pace.

But the bulge at his waist told everyone what he had gone upstairs to do.

"What are you taking a gun for?" the old butler hurriedly asked.

Huang Quan and the others quickly stepped in front of him as well.

"Wang Kun, what happened? What are you planning to do?"

Judging by the aggressive look on his face, something must have happened.

After the time Mad Dog Tony had come knocking, Chen Mo had brought back a pile of long guns and handguns. He had required everyone in the Martial Arts School, including the old butler Albert, to become proficient with firearms.

After all, no matter how formidable the Boxing Masters' martial arts skills were, they could not fight guns empty-handed. Yet with their exceptional agility and reflexes, firearms became extraordinarily deadly in their hands.

As for Old Albert, Chen Mo believed that having more means of self-defense was always a good thing. He hoped that everyone around him would at least have the ability to protect themselves.

Old Albert did not resist the idea. On the contrary, he trained even more seriously than the other four, because he believed that if he mastered firearms, he would be able to help Chen Mo whenever he needed it.

Huang Quan and the others, on the other hand, had become fairly skilled at Chen Mo's insistence, but they still valued their own martial arts more. They normally did not carry guns on them, leaving them in their second-floor rooms and only taking them out when it was time for firearms practice.

"They're gone!" Wang Kun's voice trembled as he clenched his fists tightly.

"When I got home just now, my wife and child were gone!"

Wang Kun looked at the old butler, his face filled with agitation.

"There was only a note in the house, telling me to go to the dock alone tonight to pick them up!"

Old Albert nodded gravely. "The young master has been gone for over half a year. It seems someone has set their sights on us again."

Of the four Boxing Masters, the other three were either unmarried, or their families had already died in the chaos of war. Only Wang Kun still had his wife and son by his side.

After coming to the Martial Arts School and gaining a stable life, Wang Kun rented a house nearby. The family of three had been living quite comfortably.

Every evening, his wife would prepare dinner early and wait for him to come home. But when he rushed home today, he found the place in complete disarray. His wife and child had vanished without a trace.

Only a note had been left on the table, telling him to go alone to Pier No. 6 tonight to ransom them. Otherwise, he could prepare to collect the bodies of his wife and child.

"What do we do now?" Han Qing, the youngest among them, looked at the others and asked.