Night Raid

Michael had also seen the drone footage and knew that over a hundred gang members armed with all kinds of weapons were heading toward Mark's home.

With a calm expression, he issued a battle plan to his men over the radio.

Faith's team, which should have been rotating out for rest, also joined the fight at his command.

"Michael, should we call the police?"

Mark asked.

There were too many enemies this time, and he was worried that their side might suffer casualties.

"It won't help! Calling the police will at most disrupt this one operation; it won't solve the problem for good. These gangs have always bullied the weak and feared the strong. If you don't beat them into submission, they'll keep coming back to cause trouble. That would be truly disgusting."

Michael shook his head.

He had dealt with gangs many times and knew their nature well.

Besides, although there were many enemies this time, they were merely a disorganized rabble and posed no great threat.

"All right. Be careful."

Since Michael and the others were confident, Mark naturally said no more.

An hour later, more than a hundred Iron Blood Gang members stormed into Clem District in dozens of vehicles of various colors.

"What's going on? Why are there so many cars?"

The district residents were all jolted awake, unsure what was happening.

They did not dare go outside to look, and could only hurriedly call the police.

The Iron Blood Gang convoy eventually stopped in front of Mark's house.

"We don't have much time. Before the police arrive, we have to take out the Payne Family and all their bodyguards, and make them pay their blood debt with blood!"

While still in the vehicle, Wyatt had viciously instructed the gang leaders under him.

But when he got out and saw Mark's three-meter-high concrete wall and heavy blast-resistant alloy gate, the ferocity on his face instantly froze.

He glared at Chris, who was in charge of intelligence, beside him. "This is the 'slightly modified' wall you told me about? This is practically a fucking military fortress!"

"I was only reporting what my men told me..."

Chris gave an awkward laugh, feeling helpless as well. What normal person would build their home into a fortress like this?

Perhaps only a transmigrator like Mark, who knew how many crises the future held, would spare no expense to make his home so impregnable.

Although he felt that the obstacle before them would be a tough one to crack, Wyatt had come this far. He could not just leave with his men in disgrace without firing a single shot, could he?

"Demolition team, take the explosives up there and blow that gate open for me!"

Wyatt issued the order over the radio.

"Yes, boss!"

The doors of a van at the rear opened, and two hooded gang members emerged carrying a heavy suitcase.

The suitcase contained homemade detonator explosives. Normally, one case of explosives like this was enough to blow a small car sky-high.

After setting the explosives in front of the blast-resistant gate, the two retreated dozens of meters and pressed the remote control.

Boom!

As the explosion rang out, the heavy blast-resistant gate shook violently.

But after the blast subsided, the gate had not been damaged at all. Only a patch on its surface had been blackened by the explosion.

"Damn it! This gate is really that sturdy? Looks like we'll have to use Plan B!"

Wyatt's expression darkened as he gave another order over the radio. "Assault team, prepare to climb over the wall!"

Soon, several people carried over telescopic ladders and set them against the wall.

Then others climbed up with tools and began destroying the anti-climbing spikes and electronic pulse coils atop the wall.

Torres, who was handling the sniper position, could clearly see every movement the enemy made through his scope.

"Captain, should we fire?"

He lowered his voice as he asked Michael for instructions.

"No. Let some of them climb over first, then open fire!"

Michael said coldly.

Since they were making a move, they would cripple the enemy in one go.

The anti-climbing spikes and coils on the wall were quickly destroyed. One by one, gang members climbed through the damaged section and descended into the yard using the ladders.

"Why is the yard so quiet?"

Wyatt also found it strange. They had caused such a huge commotion, so why was there no response from the people inside?

But relying on their numerical advantage, Wyatt did not give it much thought and ordered his men to keep entering the yard.

Someone had surely called the police by now, so they did not have much time left.

"Open fire!"

After more than thirty Iron Blood Gang members had climbed into the yard, Michael decisively gave the order to fire.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The four snipers from the two bodyguard teams fired at once, and four gang members were hit and dropped to the ground in an instant.

Rat-tat-tat! Rat-tat-tat...

The other bodyguards hid inside the house and continuously sprayed the gang members with MP7 submachine guns customized by Global Security Company.

These Iron Blood Gang members had just climbed over the wall and had no cover whatsoever in front of them.

Caught in the sudden attack, they suffered devastating losses. More than a dozen were killed or wounded on the spot.

The others fled in all directions in terror, desperately searching for cover.

Rat-tat-tat-tat...

Some gang members also pulled their triggers at the house ahead, trying to return fire.

Bang!

A sniper bullet soon struck one of them in the chest, killing him on the spot.

"Not good! Everyone else, get inside and support them!"

Hearing the intense gunfire within, Wyatt's expression changed. He hurriedly ordered the gang members who had not yet entered the yard.

But getting into the yard was no longer so easy.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

As sniper shots rang out one after another, the gang members trying to climb the wall were hit the moment they showed their heads, their bodies tumbling back down.

That wall had become an impassable line of death.

"Damn it!"

Only now did Wyatt realize they had fallen into a trap. The other side had clearly let those people in because they wanted to shut the door and beat the dog.

It was obviously too late now to pull those people back out.

At that moment, the dozen or so gang members still alive in the yard were frantically dodging in every direction.

But under the drones' surveillance, they had nowhere to hide.

Michael, who was directing the operation, pointed out where they were hiding and had the bodyguards eliminate them one by one.

At that moment, Rosalie, Mark, Li Qianhuan, and Li Qianle were hiding in a room at the very back of the house.

Seeing the nervous expressions on the Li sisters' faces, Rosalie comforted them. "Don't worry. This room is in a concealed location, and no one will find us..."

Crash!

Before she could finish speaking, the window behind the room was smashed. Then a gang member covered in blood and carrying a rifle climbed inside.

The man had clearly barged into the room in a panic while trying to escape, never expecting anyone to be inside.

When he saw the four of them, he froze for a moment, then hurriedly reached for his gun.

But Mark had been holding an electric stun gun the whole time, staying alert for danger outside.

The moment the gang member burst in, he had already raised the stun gun and aimed it at him, pulling the trigger without hesitation!