The Weak Deserve Only Death!

After finishing with Shamira, Dun Shan finally looked toward Luca in the front passenger seat, his tone slightly hesitant.

"Young Master Luca... I still don't recommend you join us on this operation. I think you could provide us with significant support by staying here and assisting Wrench with technical operations."

Under normal circumstances, Dun Shan would never waste so many words on his team members, let alone adopt such a consultative tone.

However, Luca's status was different, and since he hadn't yet fully grasped the young master's temperament, he naturally had to be more cautious.

Yet, Luca had different thoughts regarding his suggestion.

Although Kingpin was nominally just a "fairly successful" gang leader, he was, after all, a well-known villain in the Marvel universe.

Luca did not want to see any losses to the only power currently under his complete control.

To put it arrogantly, Luca's choice to risk joining the operation was also a way to provide a safety net for the entire team.

Of course, out of respect for Dun Shan as the team leader and to build trust, Luca did not completely reject his command.

"Don't worry, I'll move with Thresh, who is staying with Baymax. I believe the two of them can keep me safe."

As he spoke, Luca turned his head to look at the bald, burly man who was still there gnawing on his fingers.

This caused Thresh to immediately hide his hand in embarrassment and sit up straight again.

"Alright, if you insist, Young Master."

Dun Shan patted the back of Wrench's seat in the front, returning to the serious, focused state required for the mission.

"Wrench, start preparing the surveillance override."

Wrench's fingers flew across the keyboard in the front seat, and he replied quickly without missing a beat.

"Security system is being breached! Surveillance override will be complete in thirty seconds!"

Hearing this, Dun Shan immediately turned back and scanned the group.

"Everyone, final equipment check! Ensure communications are clear!"

"Operation start!"

At the command, Thresh quickly pushed open the car door. Dun Shan, Shamira, and Green Bull all pulled down their tactical goggles and filed out of the vehicle.

Following closely, Thresh hoisted his M249 SAW light machine gun and quickly caught up.

Only Baymax, clad in carbon-fiber armor, lagged behind, lumbering out of the car at a leisurely pace before jogging to follow the four of them.

"I'm heading out too. Take care of yourself."

Luca first greeted Wrench, then pulled on his bulletproof vest, pushed open the side door, and followed after Baymax at the tail end of the team.

Wrench, busy hacking the system, didn't reply until he hit the final Enter key, at which point he reported over the comms.

"System breached. Surveillance override complete."

At the exact moment he spoke, the screens in the surveillance room of the luxury building ahead flickered briefly before returning to "normal."

After doing this, Wrench yanked a hidden lever in the corner of his seat.

Instantly, his driver's seat rotated 180 degrees to face the rear cabin.

Holding his laptop, Wrench reached up with one hand to press a switch on the roof; four scattered screens unfolded, and a square table rose from the previously flat floor of the vehicle.

Wrench's gaze swept across the four screens now connected to his computer.

"Surveillance feed acquired. No sign of the target. The third floor is a blind spot, I suspect..."

Wrench faltered slightly, suddenly realizing something. He looked back at the thermal imaging still displayed on the screen and continued.

"Thermal imaging shows five people in the third-floor room, three of them armed. Based on their builds, I confirm the target is in the east room."

To be honest, although Wrench was the youngest member of the team, he had carried out many missions before.

Yet, this experience was truly unique.

"Isn't this just like using a wall-hack?!"

In that instant, even he, a logistics member, felt an unprecedented rush of excitement.

Ignoring Wrench, who was secretly enjoying himself, Dun Shan—who had already stealthily approached the target location—raised his hand to signal the others to stop, whispering.

"Wolf Spider, Green Bull, move with me. Everyone else, maintain silence."

He then tapped his earpiece lightly.

"Longbow, confirm target. Sentry at 2 o'clock."

"Longbow, copy." Longbow's voice remained icy cold over the headset.

Dun Shan looked down, his eyes fixed on his tactical watch as he silently counted the time.

"Four patrol groups, 20 seconds of guard blind spot. Wait for my command."

After saying this, Dun Shan immediately signaled Shamira and Green Bull to follow, all while silently counting down the seconds.

5...4...3...2...1! (Image)

"Longbow!"

"Whoosh—"

A sniper bullet tore through the air, crossing the 300-meter distance in the blink of an eye.

The black-clad guard who had been leaning against the watchtower, bored and smoking just a moment ago, suddenly had a spray of blood erupt from between his brows before collapsing to the ground.

At the same time, Dun Shan and the other two immediately quickened their pace, rushing toward the perimeter wire fence.

The moment a pair of patrolling gangsters appeared, they raised their weapons and fired simultaneously.

"Rat-tat-tat—"

After a series of faint, typewriter-like gunshots, the two patrolling gangsters hadn't even realized what was happening before they were struck by multiple rounds, falling silent for good.

Seeing this, Dun Shan didn't bother with the slight noise caused by the two enemies falling; he immediately pulled out a long probe and touched it to the wire fence in front of him.

"No electricity. Green Bull, you and I will cut an opening. Wolf Spider, you're on watch!"

"Yes!" x2

Upon hearing this, Shamira immediately focused her attention, raising her gun to scan the surroundings.

Green Bull pulled a pair of iron cutters from his tactical pouch and tossed one to Dun Shan.

However, before starting, Dun Shan thought of Baymax waiting behind them and added helplessly, "Make the entrance a bit bigger this time."

At the same time, he didn't forget to order Longbow, who was stationed on the abandoned building in the distance.

"Longbow, watch the patrol intervals and take out all the enemies on the other three watchtowers."

"Longbow, copy that!"

Under the GG Sign atop the distant abandoned building.

Sitting on his folding stool, Longbow received the order and quickly shifted his scope, no longer focusing on the three people dismantling the wire fence.

Heh heh, the weak deserve only death!

Longbow recited his line internally as the muzzle mounted on his Nikon tripod aimed at a guard on another distant watchtower.

Looking through the scope at the enemy now locked in his sights—who was currently yawning and scratching an itch—Longbow's expression remained unchanged, though his inner disdain grew stronger.

Hmph, to die in such confusion and ignorance, how truly lucky you are, human!

His finger lightly squeezed the trigger, and a spray of blood erupted from the man's temple in the scope before he tumbled headfirst to the ground.

"Southwest watchtower, confirmed kill!"

His voice remained calm and cold.