Chapter 670: Extra 21

"It's...it's divine retribution! It really is divine retribution!!!"
"That demon is taking our souls!!!"
"Run! Run!"
The remaining cadres completely collapsed.
Their worldview shattered before this utterly bizarre scene.
Their scalps tingled, they let out bloodcurdling screams, scrambling and pushing aside their chairs, frantically rushing out of the room, trying to escape this invisible ghoul of death.
Bang!
The door was smashed open with all their might.
However, just as they pushed open the door and rushed out as if seeing a ray of hope,
"...!"
Everyone's frantic running came to an abrupt halt.
They were all frozen in place, as if struck by lightning, their throats emitting hissing sounds.
What greeted their eyes was a scene of deathly silence, like a scene from a hellish abyss.
Inside this underground facility, equipped with an independent life support system and capable of withstanding a nuclear attack...
Hundreds of fully armed brothers and sisters, who had been hiding together, lay scattered haphazardly, like discarded rag dolls.
No blood, no wounds, no signs of struggle.
Everyone was frozen in the position they had been in before they died; some were still in the posture of eating, some still clutched their freshly cleaned guns.
They lay there quietly, as if participating in a bizarre mass sleep party.
Silence.
Deathly silence!
"What...what the hell happened..."
An officer's legs went weak, a desperate murmur stuck in his throat.
But this was destined to be an unanswerable question, for this doubt did not linger in his mind for long.
"Ugh!"
A muffled groan followed.
They quickly followed in the footsteps of those before them, their eyes rolling back, before crashing heavily to the ground, becoming part of the corpses scattered everywhere.
***
Fang Huan Headquarters Building, Top Floor Cloud Dome.
“Chairman. ‘Mountain Fire’ has just sent a top-secret report:
In the past week alone, they have precisely located 75 strongholds of the terrorist organization ‘Reverse World Society’ and have completely wiped them out, leaving none behind.”
“A full 75?” Su Hao raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly a little surprised by the number.
"Yes, Chairman.
These rats are extremely cunning. They primarily operate using an ancient, single-line communication model.
Some hide in abandoned air-raid shelters buried deep underground;
Others operate discreetly in seemingly normal commercial buildings, secretly manufacturing various high-frequency electromagnetic weapons.
They are ubiquitous and infiltrate everywhere!"
The subordinate reported respectfully, head bowed, his words flowing rapidly.
"Through reverse data tracing, we even discovered that many high-ranking figures in the political and business circles of various countries are secretly providing cover for them!"
Therefore, it is said that before this, these rats were like cancer cells clinging to the deepest layers of human society...
Even the heavily armed 'Wildfire' force found it difficult to uproot this vast and secretive terrorist organization.
"But now it seems that 'Wildfire' has finally come to its senses and found a way."
“Yes, Chairman. While we can't say we've completely wiped out the remaining forces, we've clearly made decisive and significant progress at the strategic level.”
“But…” Su Hao paused for a moment, a subtle, almost imperceptible unease in his voice.
“Since the battle report says ‘annihilation,’ that means… they were all killed, not a single one spared, right?”
The subordinate lowered his eyes and replied:
“The report didn't specify the exact methods in black and white. But judging from ‘Wildfire’s’ consistent style and methods, I suppose…”
Su Hao sighed briefly.
Although the opposing force was defined as a terrorist organization putting up a last-ditch resistance, this was still a bloody massacre that claimed countless lives.
His slightly compassionate heart could never remain unmoved or at peace with it.
"During the operation... were there any collateral damages to innocent civilians?"
"Regarding that, due to the speed of the operation, there isn't a detailed report yet."
The subordinate swallowed hard, cautiously suggesting,
"How about... I call Anthony Watson over and ask him?
If the chairman summons him, he'll come immediately, even if he's on the other side of the world.
Or, we could go through the proper channels and establish a special audit team from headquarters to conduct a separate investigation on-site?"
Su Hao didn't answer immediately, but quietly closed his eyes.
Not long after, on some level beyond reason, a very faint yet incredibly clear signal came from the depths of his intuition.
He reopened his eyes, his expression regaining its enigmatic calm:
“There’s no need for that. It seems they’ve handled the cleanup perfectly themselves.”
“Yes, Chairman.”
“Next agenda.”
“Yes, to celebrate the peaceful reunification of North and South Korea, overcoming the historical divide into one nation, the heads of state plan to hold a historic high-level meeting in our country.”
Hearing this news, Su Hao felt a pang of disorientation.
In the models of traditional geopolitical scholars, he had always believed that these two countries could never achieve unification.
In those past years, the geopolitical situation was so tense that the blood pressure of everyone in the know was constantly on the verge of exploding.
Every night before closing their eyes, people around the world lived in fear, dreading that they would be woken not by an alarm clock, but by a rising mushroom cloud.
But the invisible hand of time eventually calmed the frenzy.
As time passed, the extreme threat of war miraculously gradually subsided.
Instead, a powerful call for reunification arose from the harsh economic and survival pressures.
Ultimately, after a miraculous national referendum and the abrupt, unspoken compromise reached behind the scenes by leaders who had previously been at odds, the two countries were united once again!
The Asian continent, long shrouded in the threat of war and the shadow of death, finally regained its long-awaited peace!