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Directing everything from overhead, Tang Ziyi delivered vital information for the operators to respond.

All the targets, including civilians and gunmen, were clearly marked by the drones. Sophisticated computing technology, plus Athena's computation, provided real-time intelligence. No extra human work was needed. Tang Ziyi was enough to relay messages from Athena's conclusions. Many gunmen were neutralized before they could react by the Kilos, communications lost, disoriented from the Kilo teams' rapid advances, and utter violence with no mercy.

From above, through the tablet's screen, Tang Ziyi watched as several teams wreaked havoc and instilled chaos. Although the nighttime was the perfect moment to sleep, in a gambling city filled with debauchery, desire, and sin, night was the perfect cover to hide the evil inside humanity.

There was still some civilian activity. Fortunately, all Spirit Fox operators had honed their reaction skills to the maximum, making it very, very, extremely rare for them to mistakenly shoot an innocent person.

"Kilo 4, enemy technical ahead... *BANG!* ...eh... never mind. Scratch my advice." Tang Ziyi closed the call to warn Kilo 4 because a loud boom nearly shattered her eardrum.

It was Ling Qingyu who had opened fire, KSR-50, and ejected the yellow casing. Before she had time to speak, Ling Qingyu fired once again.

"Technical neutralized," said Ling Qingyu.

From the video feed, Tang Ziyi saw the technical plowing against the street wall, the driver's side window shattered. As for the enemy's machine gunner, his breath ceased to exist.

"Kilo 4 copied. Thanks for the assist," the Kilo 4 leader wiped her sweat and replied.

Although she trusted her turret gunner's marksmanship, she didn't think their group could eliminate the enemy gunner, especially when he had a metal sheet welded to the machine gun as cover.

As Kilo 4's pickup trucks approached the destroyed technical, the enemy's swinging DShK cannon drew gasps.

Of course, one of the operators took out her grenade, pulled the pin, and threw it onto the trunk of the technical while their vehicles kept moving.

The 'ball' bounced twice and exploded after a few seconds. The technical bounced a little, and all the windows shattered. The .50 caliber machine gun was blown to pieces.

The initial thunder run was a tremendous success, though the area of operation was on the periphery of the city.

"All Kilos commence another run. Let's shock our gigolos," Tang Ziyi sneered and gave the order.

The technicals made a turn and patrolled a different route in their allocated areas: A, B, C, D, E.

"Kilo 9 and 10?"

"Kilo 9."

"Kilo 10."

"Take over the nearest building and provide support for Kilo 4," said Tang Ziyi. "Athena, mark those transformers for me on the feed. We are going to cut their power."

"Understood, Aunt Tang." After Athena agreed, violet rectangles appeared on the video feed.

"Kirin, blow those transformers with your .50 caliber while our girls don't need our support yet."

"On it." Ling Qingyu chambered another round and began scanning for transformers she could see from her height.

Tang Ziyi guided several Kilos on their path according to her screen. The first transformer was blown to pieces by the turret gunner's relentless firing from Kilo 4.

The second was destroyed by two grenades thrown quickly from the speeding trucks. The third one followed by the fourth, and so on.

From afar, the first blackout happened in Kilo 4's zone. Blocks of buildings fell into darkness after flickering two or three times. Soon after, Tang Ziyi and Ling Qingyu saw similar results in other zones.

Like tides, the city succumbed to darkness, block by block. Of course, some places still retained electricity, but gradually, under the actions of all Kilos, darkness swallowed them.

Boom! Boom!

Ling Qingyu fired two rounds at a transformer she could see. Through her scope, sparks of fire glittered on the asphalt. She even imagined hearing the sizzling of electricity.

Naturally, these were her imaginations. But it was a stunning sight to see the brightest areas completely disappear, leaving only vague shapes under the starlight. Read chapters at My Virtual Library Empire

Any transformer she had in her sights, she kept shooting. Soon, the city lost its light, and even from satellite images, the light pollution dissipated.

"Kilos, we own the night. Going dark." Tang Ziyi declared the third phase: systematic assault and clearing operations. Her declaration met opposition from the enemy's generators.

She quickly forced Ling Qingyu to destroy these generators on the exteriors to preserve her dignity.

As a platoon leader, she wouldn't allow any disturbance that might ruin her prestige. Since she had said the darkness was theirs, no light was allowed.

However, the enemy dared to splash her face. Ling Qingyu smiled and obeyed. Though she wanted to see Tang Ziyi's jokes, she wasn't the one to ruin the bigger picture. However, some generators were indoors or unreachable from their current position.

Tang Ziyi continued commanding the operation, ignoring Ling Qingyu's grinning face.

After two thunder runs, the enemy began to react, particularly in the center, where security was extremely tight.

According to the original plan, each Kilo marched from the periphery. This time, no technicals rushed toward the enemies.

The storm had made visibility poor, with sheets of rain cascading down the streets, blurring the cityscape into a mess of muted colors and hazy outlines. The teams communicated via their encrypted radios.

Kilo 5, 6, 7, and 8 moved cautiously from the southern avenue, their vehicles advancing in a staggered formation, trying to minimize exposure as they entered the dense urban environment.

To avoid being overwhelmed, the convoy didn't separate as before. Two teams stuck together— Kilo 5 and 6; Kilo 7 and 8, though each team maintained some distance within the group.

Similarly, Kilo 4 marched in from the northern avenue. Same formation, but Kilo 9 and 10 were accompanying them this time.

As the vehicles slowly crawled, operators followed on foot on both sides, employing combined arms tactics with armored vehicles, heavy firepower, and infantry.

The formation projected might and power. A few individual tiny drones, like Country A's

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, whirled and scanned the building interiors. The pilots sat on the trucks, investigating from the video feeds.

This step expedited the room-clearing procedure to search and destroy enemies, saving time and energy. If hostiles were found, the pilots informed the team leader, who then ordered a clearance straight toward the target.

The progress of each team was swift, but Kilo 4 was faster since the military faction provided additional manpower. Nevertheless, the team slowed down as more openings appeared against them.

The eerie quiet of the urban sprawl was unsettling. They knew the enemy could be hiding anywhere—in windows, behind cars, in alleyways. Every shadow could conceal an armed threat. The real horror wasn't just the enemy's position, but the civilians trapped in their homes, living their regular lives amidst the chaos.

The previous thunder run was different since the weather and nighttime cleared civilians' presence. Speed and aggression shocked their opponents.

However, their fast-moving, hard-hitting actions alarmed everyone. Civilians might panic and make a daring run, entering crossfire. Everyone knew another thunder run was impossible—first, because the enemy was already prepared, and second, because civilians could jeopardize everything. Perhaps those bastards wouldn't care, but Spirit Fox Operators did.

Any collateral damage was a stain for them. As elites, every sister took pride in accurate shots. Slight mistakes weren't tolerated in their culture.

Well, the boss and Tang Ziyi didn't care much, but it was still their insistence or creed. Actually, any special operations unit obliged the same creed as warriors, which also included the military faction and wolf members.

For those who committed war crimes as a special force, claiming they merely followed orders, every other special unit looked down upon them.

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Tang Ziyi observed from her overwatch position, her finger tracing the screen of her tablet. The three drones circled high above, providing a bird's eye view of the city. She could see the four teams moving cautiously through the southern sector, their thermal signatures glowing against the cold, wet streets.

"Ziyi, you see anything?" Ling Qingyu asked, her eye still trained through her sniper scope. She could feel the tension, the storm masking the sounds of combat, the rain distorting visibility.

Tang Ziyi zoomed in on the feed from one of the drones, her eyes narrowing. "Hold up. Kilo 6, you've got movement at your 3 o'clock. Two civilians, unarmed, moving between buildings. Check your shots."

"Kilo 6, copy. Civilians spotted. Switching to non-lethal engagement mode."

The lead vehicle of Kilo 6 rolled to a stop, and the team inside braced themselves. One of the operators slid out, keeping his rifle trained on the two figures while another activated a laser pointer, marking them for non-lethal containment. The civilians, drenched from the rain, appeared panicked and disoriented, clearly caught in the crossfire of something far bigger than them. Being painted by a strong laser beam was the ultimate deterrent.

"Get down! Hands where I can see them!" the operator shouted in an international language. The civilians froze, eyes wide, before dropping to their knees in surrender. The operator quickly approached, zip-tying their wrists and checking them for weapons. Once cleared, the civilians were escorted behind the vehicle, safe from potential firefights.

Who knew whether the gunman pretended to be panicked civilians to retreat toward their strongholds.

Things shouldn't go on or else people might get hurt, Tang Ziyi narrowed her eyes.

"Athena, send SMS to everyone here. Stay inside and stay away from the windows. Don't go out no matter what happen or what they heard for their safety. Warn them several times." Ling Qingyu immediately commanded her daughter.

"On the way! Done, Mom."

Tang Ziyi also praised Ling Qingyu's remedy. Psychological warfare, a strategic move.

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Two shock and awe, thunder runs. Afterward, slow clearance routine