Night Raid

Of course, seven Soldiers were still too few.

Li Qingye was not satisfied with this; he had to continue expanding his personnel.

And his target was very clear: the gang members, especially those Flour Scum who were like rats crossing the street.

Through online intelligence and some information provided by Chen Jianxiong, he quickly locked onto several targets.

One of the targets was the Sea Serpent Gang, which had previously occupied the southeastern district of Manila.

This small gang, with over two hundred members, had been hit by Old Du's lightning strike. Their leader was shot dead, and more than half of their members were imprisoned. Now, the remaining forty-odd members had fled to Darte Port to lie low.

These foreign gang members were easier to deal with than local gangs; they didn't have the deeply entrenched networks of local gangs.

A week later, after analyzing the situations of those targets, Li Qingye finally decided to make the Sea Serpent Gang his target.

Under the cover of night.

Inside an abandoned lumber processing plant north of Darte Port.

It was pouring rain outside.

The remnants of the Sea Serpent Gang were inside, gathered in small groups around bonfires, warming themselves and eating instant noodles and sausages.

"Brother Feili, this can't go on like this!" a young man with a sharp mouth and monkey-like cheeks said while eating instant noodles to the bald man who was roasting chicken wings.

Another one-eyed man scoffed, "It's good enough that we have something to eat. Don't you know what the situation is like outside? Idiot..."

The bald man took a bite of his chicken wing, "One-Eye is right. We just have to endure it for now! Anyway, we still have some money. Once that bastard's term is over, I don't believe the next one will continue to do this."

Hearing this, the scum sitting around the bonfires in small groups immediately started cursing.

Some were playing around, some were burying their heads in food, and some were indifferent.

And on the distant path outside the abandoned lumber processing plant.

A van, hidden by the sound of the wind and rain, was quietly parked under a breadfruit tree by the roadside. The dense trees around it obscured the headlights.

They quickly turned off the lights and the engine. Using the searchlights above, three Soldiers meticulously checked their equipment inside the van.

After checking their equipment, they put on raincoats, donned night vision goggles, and turned off the searchlights.

They quietly crept closer to the abandoned lumber processing plant, but not within two hundred meters.

These Flour Scum were very vigilant. Even in the rain, there were bound to be some warning devices.

Getting too close might trigger the alarm system.

The Soldiers' programming was set by Li Qingye, and their cautious operating style was naturally carried through to the end.

Wearing black raincoats, the three of them squatted behind a pile of deadwood, making no sound. This was the advantage of Soldiers; even if a snake crawled past their feet at this moment, they wouldn't react.

They were waiting.

Waiting for the rain to stop.

More than five hours passed. Around two in the morning, the rain finally stopped, and most of the people inside the abandoned lumber processing plant were fast asleep.

Soldier No. 5 moved. He opened a briefcase and released the frozen Coma Poison Mosquitoes.

The other two kept watch of the surroundings.

Time ticked by. After half an hour, they quickly put on gas masks and ran towards the interior of the abandoned lumber processing plant, carrying pistols and grenades.

Click!

Soldier No. 6 kicked and broke a fishing line. A device similar to a bird trap was triggered, and instantly, over a dozen tin cans were ejected, making clanging sounds.

Someone inside heard the noise outside.

"Who!"

"Get up quickly..."

"Could it be the cops?"

"Wake up!"

"Something's wrong..."

"Kev, what's wrong with you?"

A commotion of unintelligible noises came from inside the abandoned lumber processing plant.

Meanwhile, the Soldiers were rapidly closing in. They pulled the pins on their grenades and tossed them into the building. Soon, a large amount of smoke billowed out from inside.

"Damn it! It's Tear Gas..."

"Cough cough..."

Soldier No. 5 stopped again and released another jar of thawed poison mosquitoes.

Before long, the sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground were heard one after another. Ten minutes later, it was completely silent inside.

As the Tear Gas mist dissipated, there was still no reaction from inside the abandoned lumber processing plant.

However, the three Soldiers did not rush in, as their programming did not allow them to enter.

Soldier No. 7 took out a small thermal imaging camera and carefully circled the abandoned lumber processing plant. Through several gaps and windows, he found that everyone inside was lying on the ground.

Inside the abandoned lumber mill, two men lay within mosquito nets, clutching a shotgun and a pistol. Their palms were sweating, and their hearts pounded with anxiety as they strained to listen for any movement outside.

These two were the bald leader and the shifty-eyed young man. Sleeping inside the mosquito nets, they naturally hadn't been bitten by the poisonous mosquitoes.

Instead, upon discovering that those outside the nets had fallen unconscious, and seeing how those who had run out of the nets also collapsed under the tear gas attack, the two reacted swiftly and retreated back into the mosquito nets, thus avoiding the bites.

They had originally planned to lie on the ground and prepare for a desperate counterattack against the intruders. However, the attackers outside never came in, and they didn't dare leave the mosquito nets, so they could only anxiously continue to wait.

Soldier Unit 7 returned to the rendezvous point.

"All targets are down, but it's uncertain if they've completely lost the ability to move."

"Execute Plan 19," ordered Soldier Unit 5.

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

A few minutes later, over a dozen more objects, similar to grenades, were thrown into the abandoned lumber mill.

Sizzle, sizzle...

A large cloud of smoke billowed out.

Damn it... The bald man and the skinny monkey cursed in unison. They wanted to rush out and fight the attackers, but found their bodies growing heavier and heavier, finally closing their eyes in unwilling defeat.

Another twenty minutes passed.

"The sleeping agent has dissipated."

"Execute Plan 20."

Soldier Unit 5 entered first, cautiously approaching with a riot shield and a pistol.

Soldier Unit 6, meanwhile, held a thermal imaging camera and a sniper rifle, positioned by a window that offered a view of the interior, ready to fire at any moment.

The last one, Soldier Unit 7, also held a thermal imaging camera, but his weapon was an air rifle specifically designed to fire anesthetic needles.

Puff, puff, puff...

Anesthetic needles were fired into the Sea Serpent Gang members lying on the ground.

If they had been conscious, they probably would have roared, "Is this really necessary? How paranoid can you guys get?"

But this was how the Soldier Units were programmed. To ensure absolutely no mistakes, they naturally had to prepare multiple plans.

After all, they had a huge stockpile of Coma Poison Mosquitoes, tear gas, sleeping agents, and anesthetic needles produced in the lab. The Soldier Units had no intention of saving Li Qingye any money; they would only complete the mission in the most conservative and safest way.

Li Qingye, concerned about potential accidents due to the inherent flaws of the Soldier Units, had set their execution logic to be exceptionally conservative.

These unlucky Sea Serpent Gang members, having been subjected to a barrage of poisonous mosquitoes, tear gas, sleeping agent, and anesthetic needles, were now as incapacitated as they could possibly be.

Upon discovering that all targets had lost their ability to resist, the Soldier Units quickly bound them tightly, not even sparing their mouths.

Then, through a series of intensive operations, they spent five days secretly transporting 43 Sea Serpent Gang members to the research base on Calagua Island.

Thank you all for your support (ω｀), and thanks to the book friends "Chuyun Laodao", "Haohao's Heart", "Yuming Daoist", and "Qingtian Yi" for their rewards.