Galactic Republic Capital, Coruscant, Level 997 underground.
Over a hundred Security Bureau soldiers sped through the air on speeder bikes. The red-and-blue warning lights mounted on the bikes spun continuously, accompanied by piercing sirens.
Pew pew pew~~~!!
A volley of blaster bolts suddenly shot out from concealed buildings to one side, striking the leading speeder bikes with deadly accuracy. The fragile bikes exploded in midair, and Security Bureau soldiers screamed as they fell. Coruscant had a total of 5,173 levels, linked by several enormous shafts. This soldier fell all the way down from Level 997. Unless someone caught him, he would remain in free fall for a very long time before finally being smashed to death.
Inside those buildings, a squad of Galactic Republic Security Bureau soldiers wearing full-coverage helmets¹ and carrying nonlethal stun guns violently shoved aside the gathered crowds. They punched and kicked people around them as they rushed toward where the shots had come from.
But they ultimately found nothing.
Then several more blaster bolts fired from other shadowy corners with incredible precision, taking down several more Galactic Republic Security Bureau soldiers. Gran bodyguards in those corners held sniper rifles, constantly firing to disrupt their operation.
Grans were natural snipers. Their exceptional eyesight sometimes allowed them to hit distant targets without even needing a scope.
All the sniper rifles in their hands had been supplied by the Fourth Civilization Intelligence Department. The process appeared simple, but it had actually been extremely perilous. Aside from the superb capabilities of Fourth Civilization Intelligence Department agents, Aynor-Tim's immense influence and network of connections had also played a role.
Amid Coruscant's incomparably complicated, undercurrent-filled political scene, as well as both its underworld and legitimate circles, countless factions were struggling over Aynor-Tim. Many wanted to kill him, many wanted to capture him,