Armed Intervention

Almost the instant Feng Xue finished speaking, a piercing air raid siren blared throughout the city. The teacher, who was in the middle of class, immediately slammed down his book and shouted:

"Don't make a fuss, everyone line up, just like in a normal drill. Our school is far from the Industrial Zone and is not a primary target. We have plenty of time to evacuate!"

Listening to the teacher maintaining order, Feng Xue followed the flow of people and moved with her classmates, but secretly launched the Live Broadcast Drone.

The Phantom Object drone ascended into the sky, and the full-scene capture technology from the Cyber World captured all the surrounding scenes. Moments later, the students had entered the school's underground space, while he, with the help of "Ah, Yes, Yes," huddled in a corner playing on his phone.

Although only the sounds of people could be heard inside the underground shelter, the surface was still shrouded in the chilling sirens of alarms.

At this moment, a thick plume of smoke rose from the north of the school, accompanied by a powerful explosion. Feng Xue controlled the drone to approach and immediately saw a group of muscular monsters wielding melee weapons rampaging through the Industrial Zone, while the high-tech mechs that came to provide support were stopped by the "heavy infantry" wearing Exoskeleton Armor.

Although they are classified as heavy infantry, these elite soldiers, who can take on 20-meter-tall mechs one-on-one after donning exoskeletons, could easily be mistaken for tanks, and in terms of agility, they are far superior.

"Is this the 'Infantry-Tank Cooperation' of the Bailin Country?" Feng Xue frowned slightly, but focused her attention on the mechs of the Ideal Country.

As the Heavenly Emperor who received the Heavenly Court's advanced technology, Feng Xue could roughly tell the basic configuration of this kind of machine at a glance.

From a technical standpoint, it should adopt a mechanical transmission skeleton rather than the Electromagnetic Muscle Bundle of Cyberpunk. This structure itself has relatively higher durability, but it is much less simulating of the human body. Simply put, this thing is not flexible enough.

However, the fact that they can fight against Martial Artist from the Bailin Country who use exoskeletons demonstrates that their agility is not low.

"It either has Psychic Induction Frame or extremely advanced AI-assisted prediction, but at best it's only on par with the Gundam series."

After assessing the technological level, Feng Xue immediately had a plan in mind. Relying on his Ghostly Evasion to escape the shelter, he would Live Broadcast Drone to connect to a popular Live Broadcast Platform in this world, writing four large characters in the title:

[Armed Intervention]

"Hey, hey, hey, we just arrived and we've already run into such a big incident. But seriously, isn't Bai Lin basically attacking Residential Area? Honestly, I thought this more remote area would be safer."

On the outer ring of the Industrial Zone, a war correspondent wearing a plaid shirt and carrying a camera carefully concealed himself. He was neither a madman with a mysterious thirst for the battlefield, nor a death-seeking fanatic, nor did he have a sense of mission to record everything on the battlefield.

The reason he went to the front line five times in a row was simply to make a living.

The unemployment caused by the three consecutive relocations of the capital affected almost the entire Kame Country. Apart from a few beneficiaries in the new capital, most people became losers.

However, this was the same for everyone, and he didn't complain much. He kept adjusting the angle of the head-mounted camera while pressing the shutter button, taking photos that should be worth some money.

"Photos of mechs being physically beaten can be sold to Bailin Country, photos of attacks on Residential Area can be sold to Ideal Country, and, well, some less sensitive photos can also be left for the Newspaper Agency to publish..."

As he mentally calculated how much the photos he had taken during his small-scale attack would be worth, the man couldn't help but shake his head.

"Anyone can take this kind of photo; we need to find something big-news..."

Just as he was pondering, a somewhat unfamiliar loud noise suddenly came from afar.

"Missiles? Has the Bailin Country gone mad?"

Although he rarely heard it, with the professional skills of a war correspondent, he immediately identified the nature of the sound and got up to run. However, as he ran, he suddenly raised his hand and adjusted the camera on his head.

A streak of platinum light ripped across the sky as a large number of interceptor missiles were launched from buildings surrounding the Industrial Zone, exploding into spectacular fireworks in the air.

The reporter, who had already run about a hundred meters, heard a loud bang behind him and knew that his life or death no longer depended on whether he could run a few more meters. He immediately turned around, picked up his camera, and started taking a series of blind shots.

Then, to his astonishment, he saw a "giant" about twelve or thirteen meters tall slowly emerging from the flames.

The reporter's instincts immediately told him that a big story was about to unfold. He frantically adjusted his head-mounted camera, then grabbed his own camera and started snapping away at the unfamiliar device.

"It's about twelve meters tall, only half the size of the military model used by the Ideal Country, but this size couldn't possibly be an exoskeleton. Could it be a third-party force? Hmm, the design does have a bit of the mystical style of Budali, but it's much more aesthetically pleasing! It doesn't look like a weapon at all, but rather a work of art!"

Gazing at the white aircraft he had never seen before, the reporter slowly retreated while taking pictures. Although the negatives were undoubtedly valuable, he knew that with a third party involved, the battle was likely to escalate further.

Rather than staying to film more, making a quick getaway is the better option.

"These negatives are enough for the family to use for five or six years. We can't be greedy! We can't be greedy!"

The reporter was struggling with his journalistic spirit, which was driven by the pursuit of big news, while on the battlefield, the five-meter-tall exoskeleton and the twenty-meter-tall mecha had both focused their attention on the intruder.

It's not that the two sides shook hands and made peace so quickly, but Bai Lin and Ideal Country have been fighting for so many years, and they know each other's methods. But this mecha is designed with a completely different philosophy, and it's impossible to imagine what kind of dirty tricks it might use.

"This is the territory occupied by the Ideal Country. State your identity, or you will be considered an intruder and expelled."

A clear and resonant voice emanated from the speaker of the leading mecha of Ideal Country. Feng Xue, seated in the cockpit of the World, simultaneously controlled the Live Broadcast Drone to give her impressive mecha a close-up shot, while opening the Wide Area Communication Channel and speaking in a very serious tone:

"We hereby report to all humanity born on this planet that we are [Heavenly Court], a private armed organization possessing advanced modern warfare technology. Our [Heavenly Court] goal is to eradicate war from this world. We do not act according to personal desires, but strive for the great and far-reaching cause of world peace. From this moment forward, we declare to all humankind—"

"We will intervene Martial Force in any war, regardless of the cause!"

"We are [Heavenly Court], a private armed organization that exists for world peace!"