Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

His voice suddenly turned serious. "'You are already qualified soldiers!'"

Is this really something to be proud of?

Lu Mingfei swallowed his saliva. These guys exuded a suffocating sense of oppression just by standing there. If they started fighting...

"Well...you guys just take care of yourselves, don't worry about me." Lu Mingfei smiled dryly and waved his hands.

Qin Ming patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder and said, "Mingfei, come and watch with me. Leave the armed operations to the professionals."

Without waiting for Lu Mingfei to answer, Qin Ming had already pressed a button on his watch.

A dizzy feeling hit Lu Mingfei, and his vision went dark. When he opened his eyes again, he was standing in a desolate valley.

The night wind howled, and lights were bright in the distance - it was a magnificent casino, which formed a sharp contrast with the desolate surroundings.

Luxury cars came in and out like flowing water, and men and women in gorgeous clothes were chatting and laughing at the door.

"A 'Golden Palace' on the outskirts of Las Vegas."

Qin Ming's voice rang in his ears: "On the surface, it's a wealthy man's den of debauchery, but in reality, it's the base of a transnational criminal group. The third underground floor holds the people we want to rescue, and at the same time..."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes. "This is also a transit point for human trafficking."

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath. He should have thought that Ye Fan's "Heaven" would not target a casino for no reason.

Chapter 247: He’s really a Space Marine!

"Mr. Lu, let's go."

Rogerson nodded to Lu Mingfei and turned to face his teammates:

"Operation codename: 'Purification'. Objective A: Rescue the hostages in the basement. Objective B: Destroy all transaction records. Objective C..." A cruel smile played at the corner of his mouth. "Leave no one alive."

The nine members simultaneously struck their breastplates, creating a dull thud of metal clashing. The next second, they began running.

It was just an ordinary sprint at first, but as the speed increased, an incredible scene happened -

The silver brooches on Rogerson and others' windbreakers suddenly lit up with dazzling light, and liquid metal gushed out like a living thing, interweaving and solidifying in the air, and finally covering the entire body, forming a complete set of power armor!

"Fuck!" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but swear.

Those armors are as thick as medieval knights' armor, but have a streamlined design like future technology.

The bulging power backpack on the back spurted out a light white mist, and the joints flashed with a faint blue energy light.

The most terrifying thing is that after putting on the armor, these already tall soldiers expanded even more in size, becoming like human tanks!

The security guard at the casino entrance was the first to notice something was wrong.

When ten two-meter-three steel giants rushed towards them at a speed of seventy kilometers per hour, these well-trained bodyguards were scared out of their wits.

The ground was shaking and a metallic humming sound could be heard in the distance.

When I looked up, I saw a group of steel giants who were more than two meters tall, with golden light in their eyes, rushing towards me at an incredible speed.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" A hysterical roar came from the intercom. "Ten fucking Ironclads are coming! No kidding! I repeat, not on—"

The sound stopped suddenly.

"Praise the Emperor of Heaven, for the Emperor of Heaven!"

The giant sword in Rogerson's hand flashed with a cold light, and the security guard and the walkie-talkie were split in half.

The smooth internal organs flowed out of the abdominal cavity, and the bright red blood covered the ground.

Blood splattered on the silver-gray armor and was instantly evaporated into a pungent red mist by the high temperature.

"Fire! Fire!"

The security captain shouted at the top of his lungs.

Dozens of automatic rifles spewed out flames at the same time, and bullets poured down on the armor like a rainstorm, but only splashed a series of sparks.

Rogerson didn't even bother to dodge. The armor plate on his chest suddenly split open, revealing six black holes in the muzzles of guns.

"Clear the obstacles." He ordered coldly.

Six crimson beams swept across.

The security guard at the door didn't even have time to scream before his upper body was instantly vaporized by the intense heat. The remaining half of his body swayed a few times before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

"Go in!" Rogerson took the lead and rushed directly to the casino door.

The three-inch-thick bulletproof glass shattered like thin paper in front of him. Screams suddenly broke out in the casino, and the well-dressed gamblers fled in all directions.

Lu Mingfei was stunned. How could this be a special operation? It was clearly a massacre!

But what shocked him even more was that Qin Ming stood aside with no expression on his face, as if all this was normal.

"They...they just charged in like that?" Lu Mingfei stammered, "Don't they need to sneak in or disguise?"

Qin Ming pushed his glasses up: "Ming Fei, do you know why Mr. Ye chose these former mercenaries as the first batch of heavenly soldiers?"

Without waiting for Lu Mingfei's response, he continued, "Because they're accustomed to killing and aren't bound by moral principles. For the Heavenly Court, efficiency is more important than means."

"Although from my point of view, they are all good people, and even have the noble sentiment of kindness in their hearts. But in the final analysis, their kindness is only extended to those weak children who are homeless in the war."

"Without Mr. Ye's restraint on these wealthy people who exploit the working people day and night, they would probably just slaughter everyone."

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and said, "Team 001, aren't there many teams like this?"

"Although I also find it incredible." Qin Ming looked up at the sky, boredly counting the stars: "But as far as I know, such teams have now expanded to 20."

"My Space Marine Legion..." Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that his A-grade bloodline was nothing to be proud of.

No matter how strong he is, he can't tear steel bars with his bare hands.

Inside the casino, the massacre continued.

One of the team members—Lu Mingfei remembered his name was Maxon—had his arm armor suddenly deformed, extending two miniature cannons.

There were three muffled "bang bang bang" sounds, and the three snipers in the corner of the casino shot people in the head at the same time.

"The thermal sensor is working properly," Maxson reported calmly. As an engineer, he was in charge of the team's technical support. "We've detected a large amount of heat underground. We think we're armed."

"Proceed as planned," Rogerson ordered. "Belig, clear the second floor."

The team member named Belig grinned, and blue flames suddenly burst out of his leg armor.

He leaped into the air, leaping directly onto the five-meter-high second-floor stands. A hunting knife flickered from his arm armor, and with a flash of cold light, two gunmen hiding behind the railings collapsed, blood spurting from their throats.

"The dynamic vision enhancer is working well." Belig licked the blood on the blade. "All moving targets within the field of view have been marked and can be eliminated based on the markings."

Lu Mingfei was horrified by what he saw.

Each of these transformed warriors is equipped with a different prosthetic body, with complementary abilities and tacit cooperation.

Although the casino security guards were numerous and powerful, they were like primitive men holding wooden sticks in front of the heavenly soldiers who combined technology and dragon blood.

"Twenty armed men approaching in the left corridor." Duke suddenly spoke.

This burly former miner possesses the most powerful sonic detection prosthesis, which can determine the enemy's position through ground vibrations.

Rogerson grinned and raised his greatsword: "Let them come."

Twenty heavily armed security guards rushed into the hall, firing wildly with their submachine guns. The bullets clanged against the armor but didn't even leave a scratch.

"boring."

Rogerson suddenly accelerated, the Sian Westin prosthesis started up, and time seemed to slow down in his eyes.

At 10 times the speed, the giant sword turned into a silver storm, and wherever it passed, broken limbs and arms flew everywhere.

Three seconds later, twenty bodies were neatly lined up in a straight line, each one precisely split in half.

"Cleared." Rogerson shook the blood from his sword. "Prepare to blast the basement."

The team quickly assembled. Duke pulled plastic explosives from his backpack and expertly placed them on the floor in the center of the casino.

"Three, two, one—"

With a resounding bang, a three-meter-diameter hole was blown out of the marble floor. Before the smoke and dust had even cleared, ten Iron Warriors had already leaped down.

Only then did Lu Mingfei realize that his back was soaked with cold sweat.

In just five minutes, 500 armed security guards were wiped out, while the Heavenly Squad didn't even get a scratch on their halberds.

This group of security guards died in a very tragic way. They didn't even see how they died. All that echoed in their ears was the constant roaring of a group of two-meter-tall strong men, praising the Emperor of Heaven and other words.

Security personnel: Who the hell is the Emperor of Heaven?

"Let's go," Qin Ming pulled Lu Mingfei's sleeve, "It's our turn to go on stage."

"We? What are we going to do?"

Qin Ming's glasses reflected the flickering lights of the casino: "Witness the justice of heaven."

Chapter 248 A Judgment in Heaven

The air in the underground prison was filled with a mixture of excrement and blood.

Lu Mingfei covered his nose and watched Team 001 tear open the prison doors one by one like they were taking apart toys.

The imprisoned gamblers huddled in the corner in fear, and only fled to the exit after confirming that the steel giants were not there to kill them.

"They...don't want to save people?" Lu Mingfei pointed at several dying prisoners.

Qin Ming, who was trying to appease a group of Slavic-looking gamblers in some Eastern European language, turned and said, "Saving people is the job of the police."

He pushed his glasses up. "We're only interested in the innermost VIP cells."

Only then did Lu Mingfei notice that the cells were divided into different levels.

There is an iron fence on the outside, and the rooms become more luxurious as you go in. The last few rooms are even covered with carpets, like suites in a star-rated hotel - if you ignore the torture instruments.

"Don't be fooled by the decorations here. Those imprisoned inside can't enjoy these fine facilities at all. All they can enjoy are torture instruments."

"The reason these luxury goods are installed is just to make it easier for the abuser." Qin Ming explained with a smile.

"Is this a place dedicated to torturing people?" Lu Mingfei said with disgust.

"Strictly speaking, this is a place where gamblers in debt are tortured. The luxurious rooms at the innermost part are occupied by the world's upper class."

"However, some children of the upper class are born with brain problems. Instead of cherishing their wealth, they spend it and end up in debt. The people living in these luxury suites are at least $1000 million in debt."