The system is four years ahead of schedule, but Weird is still a cub.

As night fell, the sky over the western suburbs of the capital was shrouded in a layer of pale gray, eerie mist.

This place seems to have become a necrotic tumor on the city map, eerily silent, with only the sound of the wind passing through the empty streets.

According to intelligence provided by the Dajing Special Operations Department, a month ago they discovered signs of "polluters" activity here and sent a team to deal with it, but they were attacked by the monster organization.

Although the strange unit was dealt with, their flesh and blood turned into disgusting creep that covered the neighborhood. The Special Operations Department sent another special handling unit in, originally intending to destroy the creep, but they encountered the "Contaminated Ones". Not only did that unit disappear, but the "psychic contamination" here also became more and more serious.

Soon, several modified, unremarkable heavy transport vehicles came to a stop outside the quarantine zone under the cover of night.

Inside the train carriage, the atmosphere was completely different from the deathly silence outside.

Shen Ge selected genuine warriors from that ragtag army, like the "one-armed warriors" before, who had truly experienced the baptism of anti-terrorist warfare and still had a strong desire to go to the battlefield. With the help of the [Living Alloy Activator], he equipped them with brand-new "Qilin Type I" power armor.

After being modified with the "cell activator," the body fits perfectly with the mecha, and the numbness and dejection of the past are swept away, replaced by a long-suppressed fervent fighting spirit.

They never dreamed that, having been abandoned by the Dajing Special Operations Department, they would be able to return to the battlefield of anti-espionage because of the "Number One Anti-Espionage Agent of the Great Celestial Empire" who had disappeared for three years!
Shen Ge chose these people because they were true soldiers, but because they had no background or were unwilling to change positions, they only wanted to dedicate their lives to the front line. Instead, they were disliked by those "leaders" who found them troublesome. These "troublemakers" in the ragtag army were different.

However, what puzzled these soldiers was that Shen Ge, as the commander, did not carry out any routine tactical deployments or mobilizations.

There was no map analysis, no firepower allocation, and not even a single word to boost morale.

He sat calmly in front of the control panel and gave everyone a single instruction.

"Put on your tactical helmet and connect to the 'Hive' network."

The moment all team members followed the instructions and activated the new mental link network, a slight buzzing sound rang in their ears.

The next second, an unprecedented shared battlefield suddenly unfolded before their eyes.

They could not only hear Shen Ge's commands, but also see the status of their teammates' super armor, their distance from them, and so on.

"What...what is this?" The veteran, whose arm had been regrown, stared in shock at the battlefield analysis diagram and information sharing system before him.

This is not a simple communication channel like a "voice communication" channel, but a battlefield network connected by artificial intelligence.

Shen Ge's instructions will be accurately sent to the team member who is best suited to complete the current instruction, and the team members' real-time communication will also be processed by artificial intelligence and adapted to the most suitable team member.

In other words, when one hundred people communicate together, each person can "clearly" hear their own instructions and the communication they are having with themselves.

"Welcome to the future war." Shen Ge's voice rang calmly in everyone's ears.

Meanwhile, the "Strange Energy Detector" motherboard on his wrist had already finished scanning the data of the entire contaminated area.

In his field of vision, among the faint specks of eerie energy that wandered aimlessly in the area, representing ordinary parasites, dozens of "polluter" offspring, as filthy as ink and radiating distorted, eroding energy fluctuations, were nowhere to hide.

Through "information sharing," he directly marked the precise three-dimensional coordinates of these targets within the tactical field of vision of all team members.

"The mission begins."

"Ignore all unmarked common parasites. Once inside, form combat teams of three, freely search for enemies, and eliminate all red-marked targets."

There was no unnecessary talk, and the instructions were concise.

The car door opened, and a "special forces" unit disappeared into the darkness of the western suburbs of the city.

What was originally a plan by higher-ups to pressure Shen Ge and find an opportunity to keep him in Dajing to cooperate with the Dajing Special Operations Department in forming a "Special Response Force" turned into a one-sided, highly efficient "targeted elimination" performance.

"Group 3, 30 meters to the left front, second floor window, the target is disguised as a fungal carpet."

"Seventh group, watch your step, the target is under the manhole cover."

The voice of artificial intelligence guides each team on the chaotic battlefield, and the team members, enhanced by the [Living Alloy Activator], have far surpassed their previous strength, speed, and reaction capabilities.

Not to mention they were also wearing manipulator armor, and under the shared vision of the "Hive" network, their teamwork was incredibly seamless.

As soon as one team member raised his gun and aimed, his teammate next to him had already blasted open the target's cover with an explosive round; one team member was responsible for drawing fire from the front, while another team member could launch a fatal blow from behind through his perspective.

Those "polluters" sub-beings lurking in the shadows, waiting to ambush their prey, could never understand, even in death, why these intruders could ignore all their disguises and traps, as if they had a cheat code, precisely unleashing deadly firepower on their fragile, psychic cores.

A battle? No, it was a massacre.

The underground "nest" is located at the heart of the contaminated area.

As the last red marker disappeared from the map, the source of pollution in this area, a powerful "polluter" with a rank of "Bishop" within the organization, was finally awakened from his slumber.

He was furious to discover that his carefully prepared "mushroom bed" was being rapidly destroyed by a swarm of uncontrolled "pests".

He slowly emerged from the shadows of the church, unleashing a terrifying shockwave of supernatural energy capable of instantly turning an ordinary person into a pulp and causing their mental collapse!

However, the anticipated scene of the enemy clutching their heads and screaming in agony, undergoing a collective transformation, did not occur.

The soldiers wearing the strange, magical armor only paused slightly when the shockwave of the magical energy swept over them, before returning to normal.

The bishop was stunned.

Unbeknownst to him, Shen Ge smiled the instant the erosion attack was launched.

He didn't actually try to defend himself; instead, he activated a pre-prepared program through the dragon-scale-shaped earring.

The next second, a "purifying information flow," which had undergone massive computation by "Imitation Xiaoqi" and was specifically designed to interfere with and cover the information structure of the "mental plague," was played in the minds of all team members through the "Honeycomb" network in the form of audio that directly affected the level of consciousness.

The bizarre energy attack of the "Bishop," capable of polluting the entire block, was instantly analyzed, neutralized, and ultimately collapsed and disintegrated upon contact with this "noise." He discovered in horror that the "faith" he relied on for survival and combat, the distorted meme from the "whispers," was being forcibly covered and erased by a "logic" he could not comprehend at all!
"No...no way! What is this? Ah—!"

The "bishop" clutched his hair and screamed in agony. The "monstrous heart" constructed from pure bizarre energy appeared as if it had been injected with strong acid, revealing fine cracks.

In the instant that he suffered a mental breakdown and fell into a brief state of paralysis.

"boom--!"

With a deafening roar, the thick, fleshy fungal carpet of the "nest" was shattered by an unparalleled force. Yu Tiexiong's figure charged in like a cannonball, his iron fist, burning with rage, slamming solidly into the "Bishop's" face.

Immediately following behind, Yoona appeared silently behind him like a ghost, firmly fastening a specially made restraint device, crackling with electric arcs and designed to suppress the erosion of supernatural energy, around his neck.

From entering the contaminated zone to the end of the battle, the entire process took less than half an hour.

On the remote command center screen, which was filled with shock and disbelief for Long Zhenguo and the others, Shen Ge's calm and composed voice rang out clearly through the public channel: "Dajing Headquarters, this is the Special Response Force. The source of pollution in the western suburbs of the city has been cleared, and a 'Bishop'-level target has been captured alive."

"Our unit suffered zero casualties."

"Mission complete."

The calm tone made it sound like he was saying "what to eat tonight," rather than reporting a tricky task that had been giving headquarters a headache for a month.

The key point is that Shen Ge, who was being "made difficult" by them, didn't even have to lift a finger. He simply gave a few orders, which allowed the "ragtag army" to easily clear a path to the "nest," and then Shen Ge's "bodyguards" carried out the decapitation operation.

The moment the message reached the command center at the Dajing headquarters, the huge operations room, which could accommodate hundreds of people, fell silent for a full minute.

Those "high-ranking officials" were frozen in place as if under a spell, staring at the extremely brief battle report on the screen.

Zero casualties?
Capture the "bishop" alive?
Less than half an hour?

Long Zhenguo's cigar fell to the ground with a "thud," scattering hot ash everywhere without him noticing. The nightmare site where his proud elite troops had suffered a crushing defeat was now as vulnerable as paper before that ragtag army composed of "trash."

This is no longer a simple tactical victory; it is a technological crushing defeat that he cannot comprehend or resist!
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Shen Ge had been missing for three years, and during those three years, the Dajing Special Operations Department had regained control of the situation from the Rongshi Special Operations Department through a series of means.

In fact, in order to surpass Rongshi's anti-trick technology, Dajing invested a lot of money, while Rongshi's research funding chain was almost cut off by them.

They have the Deceptive Armor, and so do we;

They are secretly conducting research on strange beings, and they are also making progress here;
They deployed artificial intelligence on the battlefield, and the "Nuwa Type I" here also joined the anti-trick-and-switch operations;
them……

why?
Why is it that when this man came back, it seemed like nothing had changed?

Long Zhenguo didn't understand, and neither did the officials from the Dajing Special Strategy Headquarters in the conference room.

That evening, a heartfelt invitation to a top-level meeting was urgently sent to "Warehouse No. 13" in the west of the city.

Under pressure from a group of high-ranking officials, Long Zhenguo had no choice but to humble himself and almost "request" that Shen Ge come to headquarters immediately to discuss the next steps.

However, the reply he received made him so angry that he almost smashed the communicator on the spot.

After the communicator connected, Shen Ge's reply was concise: "The troops have just finished a high-intensity operation and are exhausted both physically and mentally; they need rest. The team members also need post-battle psychological counseling and evaluation. Let's talk about the meeting tomorrow."

After saying that, he unilaterally cut off the communication.

This blatant display of superiority infuriated Long Zhenguo, leaving him livid but utterly helpless. The initiative was completely out of his hands.

Shen Ge ignored the Da Jing Special Operations Department for several days, but Da Jing finally couldn't sit still any longer. Early that morning, a convoy led by Long Zhenguo and including most of the powerful senior executives of Da Jing headquarters drove into the "garbage dump" that they had once scorned.

They didn't come to interrogate or accuse, but to "humbly seek advice."

However, what awaited them was not a serious military briefing, but a "results presentation" personally arranged by Shen Ge in a strange atmosphere.

In the only decent briefing room in "Warehouse No. 13," Shen Ge sat leisurely in the main seat. He smiled and said to the restless group of important figures in front of him, "Welcome, everyone. I know what your purpose is. Let's talk about the price."

Before anyone could react, Yoona and Yu Tiexiong "escorted" the first "item" into the room.

“Item No. 1: ‘Bishop’ level polluter, living.”

The once arrogant "bishop" was now bound like a dumpling by a specially made magical restraint device, his spirit listless and powerless to resist.

Shen Ge's voice rang out leisurely: "I'm sure you all know how important a live sample from a 'Bishop'-level target is to our research on the mental structure of the 'Contaminated Ones' and to analyze the source of their 'Whispers'. The intelligence contained within is enough to give us a significant advantage in future anti-terrorist operations."

Immediately afterwards, Shen Ge took out "Item No. 2".

Thirty tubes of [living alloy activator], sealed in an explosion-proof box, emit a strange life-like activity.

"As for the effects of this thing... you've all seen them. Although the current version still has some side effects, its value in strengthening core elites... I don't need to say more, right?"

Seeing this, everyone understood that Shen Ge wasn't there to "sell" anything, but to "collect debts"—to collect the research funding that headquarters owed them over the past three years.

Finally, "Item Number Three".

Shen Ge picked up the wristband-shaped motherboard on the table and activated its wide-area scanning mode: "Oh, right, there's also this little gadget, Li Xiang and his team's new invention. It can initially detect signs of 'mental plague' infection. But it seems a bit unstable; sometimes it gives false alarms..."

On the portable "psychic energy detector" screen, in addition to the green dots representing normal humans, two of the senior secretaries standing behind Long Zhenguo, who were among the dozen or so high-ranking officials from headquarters and their entourage, had red dots indicating "mild infection" lit up!

Long Zhenguo turned around abruptly in shock, staring at his two trusted confidants whose faces had turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with disbelief and chilling coldness.

Other high-ranking officials subconsciously distanced themselves from them, and at that moment, suspicion and fear spread faster than any "spiritual plague"!
The interior... has already been infiltrated to this extent? (End of Chapter)