The Conspiracy of the Elites

Chapter 186: storming the pirates logistics ship

At the border of Vatican City that was closest to the shallow waters of the Mediterranean Sea, a large battalion of soldiers gathered together with various degrees of stern expression on their faces.

They formed a perfect unit whose uniforms color revealed their identities as soldiers of the Dragon military division.

Despite the current raging battle between the other Vatican soldiers and the terrorists, they stayed behind, as the military wanted to use them as the ace of the battle.

The Persian tigers' organization made such a big move this time, 4 towns of the City were directly attacked simultaneously.

The death count of innocent civilians alone was already in the thousands after the last count, and it was still progressively counting.

The terrorists swarmed across the 3 interconnected towns, spreading their soldiers across like the tentacles of an old hermit octopus. Their attack was well organized and extremely aggressive.

Blood was already flowing like a river across the towns, as the terrorists showed no mercy to the harmless and vulnerable civilians. They ruthlessly killed everyone on sight.

After fighting for so long, the Vatican higher-ups and high-grade soldiers already devised the proper plan to stop the terrorist attack.

After a lot of calculations and live surveys, they concluded that the sea was the pivotal place that helmed the terrorist operation. The terrorists cleverly used the sea as their support and logistics area.

They had 2 floating unarmed logistics ships on the sea, where terrorists continually swarmed out from to reinforce their brethren that were already wreaking havoc here.

The Commander who led the terrorist operation could not be easily restrained and stopped, as he was a 3rd rank high-grade soldier. No Vatican soldier could match up to him in strength.

Though the higher-ups wanted to start the decisive battle immediately, they held their frustration back and waited as they wanted their leader to arrive at the battlefield first.

The terrorists were prepared for such a move from them. If they, did it without any significant help from an abnormal soldier like their leader, the loss would be too much for them to bear.

Bullet shots continued ringing across the battlefield, as soldiers and terrorists unleashed hell at each other. The casualties on both sides were already stacking up to form astonishing figures, the battle was completely bloody.

As desperation slowly grew among the Vatican soldiers, and the terrorists grew more unbridled, signs of a new arrival finally emerged on the battlefield.

The signs first came like just a sea breeze blowing by, which the terrorists ignored. It did not take long before they finally started paying attention, as this wind did not relent, rather, it grew stronger and stronger.

Wooo!!! Echoing sounds that gradually grew louder like those of stampeding beasts slowly followed, blending with the howling of the wind to form an unsettling cacophony of noise.

The signs of something dangerous coming grew more clearer, as every soldier and terrorist on the battlefield started paying slight attention to what the hell was happening.

The next second, the silhouette of the one making so much commotion appeared.

They first thought it was a storm, as a large but narrow cluster of water bundled together before raging across the sea while coming directly to their direction.

They could not still see what was causing this, but the large trail of raging water sparkling over the sea surface and coming to them unsettled them greatly.

Is it an exobeast?

Seeing that the cluster of water was coming directly in the direction of their ships, the terrorists quickly got prepared and braced themselves to welcome whoever it was that came.

Whoosh!! Before they could react further, the clustered water suddenly scattered while at the same time rising like a tide as a figure launched out of the water with it.

What the hell?

Shockwaves started billowing above the first ship, blowing wildly like the descent of a wind elemental incarnation as the figure dropped down with mind-blowing speed while aiming his spear at the surface of the ship.

Boom!! Clarks spear dropped with a bang as the surface of the ship peeled away easily like it was just a tree bark facing cutlass.

His self-created technique, dragon breaks the ranks, ravaged across the surface of the ship before quickly digging inside into its internals and wreaking havoc.

His starting the battle with his self-created technique showed that he meant business. With one move, he directly breached the ships armor and got inside.

The terrorists were terrified. They never thought that the person who stirred the cluster of water waves was a human and that he could breach their ships armor with just one move.

Thud!! With smooth movements, he landed in the interior of the averagely designed ship. He paid no attention to these trivialities though, as he quickly stored his spear back in his bag.

Bringing his hand back, 2 other weapons followed, his 2-form gun and his sword. He intended to dual fight today.

The time it took for him to launch out of the water, breach the ships armor, and land inside was less than 10 seconds, so the terrorists were still disorganized and could barely react to the situation. He took perfect advantage of it.

Boom!! Tu! Tu! Tu! He suddenly erupted like an energetic bulldog, as his gun in its machine gun configuration shot out bullets rapidly like a chicken shooting out eggs while his right hand wreaked close-range havoc with his sword.

The surprised terrorists were caught unawares, as they quickly started falling dead to the precise actions of this daring enemy assassin.

They tried to retaliate, but Clarks boots gave him an outrageous edge over them as he moved around the large hall with immense speed like a pro-Olympic surfer.

His well-planned moves rendered all their counters ineffective; the only outcome was death, death, and death to them. His tyrannical combination of melee and ranged shooting swept them all away like they were mere dirt.

Any terrorist that tried to play clever, his 2-form gun was always more than ready to take him down. If they tried to storm forward and overwhelm him with numbers, his sword was ever ready to slice them like vegetables.

In less than 2 minutes since the battle began, he already silenced every terrorist that was in the hall. He did not pause though, as the rest of the ship already discovered his presence and were already planning countermeasures.

He stormed out of the room immediately to bring his destruction to another area of the ship. As he did this, he finally gave his soldiers that were outside command to initiate.

Outside the 2 ships, as the battle raged on, another change came over the battlefield again. After receiving the order, the originally docile ace soldiers from the Dragon military division finally acted.

They rushed out of their positions quickly, brushing every terrorist opposition aside with impunity as they set their gaze on the 2 terrorist ships that were causing all these problems to them.

The operation to curb the terrorists attacks and cripple them officially started, as they finally confirmed that their Major was present.

Boom!! Boom!! They were very generous and lavish with how they used their resources, as expensive exotic explosives were released by them without hesitation, further destabilizing the ranks of the terrorists.

Seeing the movements of their ace, all the Vatican soldiers also received a new order from their officers to change their priority target from the terrorist soldiers to the 2 terrorist ships.

The counterattack was lightning fast, leaving no time for the terrorists to understand and prepare alternative contingency plans.

Bam!! Bam!! Bam!! Ranged soldiers cocked and shot their guns across the battlefield at their opponents without restraint, while melee soldiers charged forward like they were injected with the super serum.

Chaos reigned across the battlefield in the sea, as the death rate of both sides increased exponentially at a frightening rate.

The Vatican soldiers hammered hard at the terrorists from the outside, as they were determined to help their Major as much as possible.

As all these happened, the ace soldiers of the Dragon military division finally entered the first breached terrorist ship successfully through the hole that their Major made.

Back in the ship, during the short time that all these happened outside, Clark already succeeded in wiping out 3 different groups of terrorist soldiers in the ship. His efficiency was completely out of the world.

They could not keep up with his speed, so he wreaked havoc with impunity. He was fast, but the 4th group that he met finally proved to be a tough nut to crack.

Five 1st rank high-grade soldiers led an overwhelming number of soldiers as they attacked him from every side and angle. Despite this intimidating opposition, he was not deterred.

He kept his sword back in his bag, brought out his second 2-form gun before focusing only on performing his battle art, the bullet encyclopedia.

Though the 5 high-grade soldiers led the terrorists well and he could not kill as efficiently as before, he was not anxious. He focused only on incapacitating them as much as possible, which they didnt care about as long as they remained alive.

This continued for a minute, as his armor slowly started being wearied to its limits. Despite this, he kept a focused expression without panic.

Its about time. He purposely said this out loud to distract the 5 high-grade soldiers, and it seems they fell for the bait.

You said what?

BOOM!! The elite squad of ace soldiers led by a 2nd rank high-grade soldier of the Dragon military division finally arrived at this moment, as they styled their entrance with a nice bloody theme.

Tu! Tu! Tu! Tu! The melee soldiers fell back while the ranged ones came forward. They took a deep breath before unleashing all their load at the surprised and already incapacitated terrorists.

The ones who were floating due to being shot by Clarks anti-gravity bullets received a free pass to the other world. The others who were affected and incapacitated with other different statuses suffered the same thing, as the tyrannical wave of bullets wiped them out of the face of the earth.

The energy convergence in the hall became too much as some of the facilities of the ship exploded immediately, tyrannically spreading fire across the hall like the covid-19 plague.

The terrorists that were originally half-dead from the shots of the Vatican soldiers could only cry, as the fire ended their life journey.

The 5 terrorist high-grade soldiers were so shocked by the sudden massacre that they paused for a moment. Despite how experienced and skilled they were in battle, seeing unreal things still shocks to the bone.

They paid for this short lapse in concentration in blood.

Clark threw his guns up, suspending them in the air as he swiftly brought out his spear again while rushing into their midst like a shark that just smelled fresh blood.

Facing 1st rank high-grade soldiers that lost concentration, even if it was just for a moment, it was a piece of cake for him to dispatch of them.

His spear stabbed forward like a phantom, tyrannically destroying the first ones armor and cutting deep into his flesh to sever his heart from his arteries and veins.

With a slight shake of his hand, his victim got severed in 2.

Bam!! After doing the deed, his spear quickly shifted to the side, bashing the next terrorist on the head with concussion-inducing force.

The terrorist lost consciousness immediately, but he didnt stop there, he severed his head from his body ruthlessly. Their low-grade armors were just paper to him.

Seeing this, the other high-grade soldier terrorists were shocked as they hastily adjusted their formation to defend against his attacks.

This proved to be ineffective, as with another blue energy pulse from his boot, he arrived before them immediately. They could only watch with wide eyes. The rest was history.

8 seconds later, he stood with his back facing his last beheaded opponent as blood spurted out like rain from the exposed neck.

He paid no attention to this again. His eyes remained ice-cold as blood dripped down from his outstretched spear, pitty pattering, one drop at a time.

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