That evening, in Lancelot's private room, the four members of the team sat together, discussing the details of the special operation.
"According to the information released by the chief instructor, the target of this operation is the Revival Society." Lancelot interlaced his fingers, leaned back on the sofa, and glanced at the faces of his three companions.
"I never imagined I'd have this day, to be able to fight against a terrorist organization so famous on TV." Burke grinned, clapping his fists together, his eyes gleaming with a wild light.
Ability Energy's personality is influenced by their Ability Energy. Burke's Ability Energy is Savage Physique. As his development level gradually increases, his personality becomes more and more violent and warlike.
"The Revival Society, we can't be careless. These guys even tried to assassinate the president. Although they failed, the fact that they're still alive proves that this organization is not to be trifled with," Rui said cautiously.
Cole picked up the conversation, saying coldly, "Hmph, no matter how formidable they are, they're just rats in the gutter, unable to stand the light. It's said that this is a joint operation by the entire Alliance, a large-scale purge of the Revival Society's strongholds. Maybe this time we can uproot this cancer completely."
"I 'Revival Society, but this bounty is really tempting. It even includes rare items like Bloodline Potions, which are Alliance- controlled resources that money can't buy," Burke said, his eyes gleaming.
Cole scoffed, "Don't you even know who put up the bounty? It's the Locke Family, one of the wealthiest conglomerates in the Alliance. They'd be crazy to be stingy with their money."
"That's true. The Fax People really went all out this time. It seems the Revival Society truly touched a raw nerve with them."
"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. You should be aware of the special status of the Fax People in the Alliance. Let's refine the team's battle plan further."
Lancelot spoke up, interrupting their discussion and bringing the topic back on track.
"Our team ranked first in the special training camp, so we can choose our weapons and equipment first."
"An electromagnetic sniper rifle is a must, along with specially made armor-piercing bullets and special ammunition. I won't be the sniper this time. Rui, you take over, how about it?" Lancelot turned his head to look at Rui, who was sitting upright.
"Okay!" Rui nodded slightly. His role was more supportive, not suitable for the front line, let alone an assassin. He was perfect as a ranged damage dealer.
In terms of marksmanship within the squad, aside from Lancelot, Rui is the best.
"Burke and I will hold the line. Cole, you find opportunities for mid-range attacks, preferably with plenty of energy control."
"Clear!"
Under Lancelot's leadership, a series of combat plans were developed, sufficient for the squad to handle various situations.
Time passed slowly, and soon it was the eve of the mission.
At 8 p. m., more than 200 members of the special training camp, fully armed, boarded the transport plane with their instructors.
With the roar of its engines, the transport plane took off smoothly and slowly disappeared into the vast night sky.
The Revival Society's stronghold is located in the suburbs of Calais City, disguised as a food processing plant that produces various dipping sauces. According to intelligence from their inside source, there are many interconnected Earth Dao beneath the processing plant, and if one is not careful, these rats can easily slip away.
Fortunately, this mission involved not only the members and instructors of the special training camp, but also a large number of police officers from Calais City, who surrounded the area within a ten-kilometer radius.
The operation was scheduled for 2 a. m., a time when people are in deep sleep and the guards are most relaxed.
Under the cover of Nightfall, teams silently surrounded them, led by five squads composed of instructors.
Once they entered combat mode, the previously harmless instructors seemed like completely different people, each with a cold, murderous glint in their eyes. However, under the cover of darkness, few could detect this.
"According to the plan, we'll catch the big fish and let the small fish and shrimp go to these newbies," Kaladona said into the walkie-talkie.
"Understood!" the other instructors responded in unison.
"Now, let's move!"
At Kaladona's command, the instructors pounced out like hungry tigers, moving with incredible speed and maintaining a constant distance, their movements perfectly coordinated and silent, like shadows in the night.
Lancelot and his rookie squad had already dispersed after entering the three-kilometer radius of the processing plant, with each squad responsible for a fan-shaped area.
As the instructors began their operation, Rui had already selected a high vantage point, set up his electromagnetic sniper rifle, adjusted the scope's focus, switched to night vision mode, and activated the high-energy battery pack to begin charging.
Directly in front of Rui, Lancelot and Burke were positioned on the east and west sides, while Cole was in the middle, towards the east. This position made it easier to support Burke. Lancelot was strong enough that he didn't need much care, but Burke was a different story. This reckless fellow was prone to impulsiveness and his strength was only average, so he needed more attention.
Overall, the team's formation resembled a lobster with its pincers open, allowing for both offense and defense.
Time passed slowly, and a cold wind blew, carrying a faint, almost imperceptible smell of blood. Lancelot, with his keen senses, knew that the instructors had made their move.
"Be on guard, someone's coming soon!" Lancelot said into the walkie-talkie.
Although the other three were puzzled, they were already used to obeying Lancelot's orders and immediately entered battle mode, ready to activate their Ability Energy at any time.
Sure enough, not long after, flames shot into the sky above the distant factory, and a deafening explosion resounded through the heavens, echoing far and wide.
Through his night-vision goggles, Rui quickly spotted a group of Revival Society members fleeing in panic. Most of them were dressed lightly, with shorts and vests being the norm, and some hadn't even had time to put on shoes, looking flustered.
However, not all of them were like this. Some people behaved quite differently. Despite being on the run, Old God, mostly armed, observing their surroundings as they ran, their eyes alert and cold, always on guard.
"Rui, fire! Take out the ones who are dressed neatly and carrying guns first; they're the factory's backbone!" Lancelot's voice came through. Rui took a deep breath and replied, "Understood!"
He then fixed his gaze on the sniper scope, locking his crosshairs on a middle-aged man wearing blue overalls and holding a submachine gun.
When his finger touched the trigger, Rui trembled slightly, a stark contrast to his pre-battle expectations. The feeling of actually taking the life of one of his own kind was excruciating.
But Rui was a rational man after all. After such a long period of mental preparation and half a month of practical training, he quickly overcame his doubts and anxiety and pulled the trigger.
Puff!!
The electromagnetic gun is very quiet. Under the action of high-energy current, the Electromagnetic Acceleration generates electromagnetic coils. The slender, yellowish-brown bullet is accelerated by these electromagnetic coils, directly penetrating the air and bringing up imperceptible air waves as it shoots toward the target 800 meters away.
Bang!
The bullet struck him squarely in the left chest, splattering a vivid and tragic spray of blood. The middle-aged man stared wide-eyed in disbelief, his throat bobbing a few times, but he couldn't utter a word. Finally, with a thud, he fell straight to the ground, dead!