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Tonight's night was destined to be unrestful.

The northwest city gate had been breached from the inside, and the leaderless defenders fell into chaos. Soon after, a blinding golden light ignited outside the city!

Two pitch-black cannons were aimed directly at the city gate, with an air suggesting they were ready to bombard it if their demands were not met.

The continuous glow emanating from the soldiers of the opposing army indicated that with their strength, it was indeed possible they could blast through District 13's iron walls!

The walls of District 13 were impregnable, except to the Radiant Corps!

However, District 13 would not surrender so easily, and a battle broke out both inside and outside the city.

The aide had just finished dealing with the large hole in his chest when he saw the city gate was still under attack and the enemy forces had not entered the city—even with the Green Mist Corps infiltrating to assist in breaching the walls, the ferocity of District 13's military was not unfounded.

They were betting that the Radiant Corps wouldn't actually use the cannons!

It was indeed a difficult position for the Radiant Corps. The Legion Commander thought several times about ordering the bombardment, but then remembered that afterward, it would be his own city walls he'd have to repair with his own money and resources.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The walls of District 13 were not easy to build.

Any invader willing to destroy them couldn't bear to do so.

The sounds of battle roared to the heavens, intertwining with golden flashes and fire, turning the night sky into a splendid display of rosy hues.

At that moment, the aide pulled out the bombs from his pocket and began to hurl them one by one at the enemy.

"Boom!"

A series of explosions erupted at the city gate.

The imposing, unyielding iron gates were finally breached by outside forces, and the dazzling Radiant Corps, unstoppable as a bamboo splitter, charged into the district!

From then on, no one could stop them!

...

[Congratulations to the players for completing over 50% of the main storyline tasks. The scenario will end in an hour, please get ready.]

The cold system prompt sounded in the minds of all players.

"I say, you, did you attack just to snatch a kill from me? If you wanted it, just say so, did you have to attack me!"

In the silent ruins of the city district, the Male Waiter was grumbling about someone. Hearing the system prompt, he abruptly paused and quickly checked his own mission list.

Xu Shuo, who was treating his own injuries, heard the announcement and slightly sped up his movements.

The Male Waiter remained hidden behind a broken wall, cautiously not coming too close, perhaps worried that this person might lash out in a desperate act like the wounded Capital Commandant.

After all, it's said that those who are critically injured are the most vigilant.

At that time, even though he had a bullet hole through his head, the Capital Commandant's attack still left Xu Shuo critically injured.

The sight had someone spying from a distance utterly terrified, even more thankful that they had the foresight not to attempt finishing off the Capital Commandant.

See, the one who went for the kill is now severely injured.

If they had confronted the dying Capital Commandant with their own prior injuries, they likely would have ended up like Manager Zhang.

It was a truly frightening thought.

Xu Shuo paid no attention to the Male Waiter's incessant chatter. After bandaging his wound, he stood up, glanced at the Capital Commandant on the ground, then turned and headed towards the Central City District.

Seeing this, the Male Waiter hesitated, then remembered this person was a lapdog of the Radiant Corps and hurriedly followed.

"Why are you following?" Xu Shuo gave him an odd look.

"Because I've now also joined the Radiant Corps, from now on, I will fervently strive for the glory of our side!" the Male Waiter declared solemnly, affirming his stance.

Xu Shuo was unimpressed, narrowing his eyes slightly. Though the kid was as timid as could be, he was not to be underestimated.

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When necessary, he could be ruthless.

Feeling Xu Shuo's gaze, the Male Waiter halted his following steps, muttering, "It's true, or why do you think I wanted to kill the Capital Commandant..."

If not for that mission, he would've run long ago.

Xu Shuo offered no comment but just looked at him flatly, "You walk in front."

Male Waiter: "..."

After a silence, just as the Male Waiter thought the other was ready to attack, he bit the bullet and moved ahead.

"To the Central City District, to the parliament building," Xu Shuo said leisurely.

The Male Waiter led the way resentfully, remaining vigilant against a sudden attack from the person behind him, his entire body tensed.

Fortunately, neither of them started a fight, even when they ran into the Radiant Corps on the way.

The first to wreak havoc in the city district was the head of the District 13 outpost. As the battle at the city gates erupted, he quickly took the opportunity to seal off the Central City District.

How the tables have turned, previously it was the District 13 military that sealed off the civilian districts, now the Radiant Corps had sealed off the Central City District.

"Yao, are you alright—Are you injured?" The head saw Xu Shuo and was somewhat surprised.

"The Capital Commandant is dead," Xu Shuo said, waving his hand, "Before their general returns, let's take down the Parliament."

At these words, the head went from surprised to scared.

Actually, in a previous secret message, "Yao" had indicated he would kill the Capital Commandant, but at that time they were only thinking of delaying that man, buying time for the Radiant Corps to quickly take down Parliament and District 13.

They had never expected the Capital Commandant could actually be killed.

Immediately, the head looked odd.

He seemed to be questioning whether the person in front of him had been switched, because although "Yao's" espionage skills were outstanding, he was not a combatant but was better suited to intelligence operations.