give it all to miss machima

Balalaika's loyal men immediately stepped forward to protect her, raising their guns at Machima as if facing a formidable enemy. However, the weapons in their hands could no longer give them even the slightest sense of security when facing this young girl.

In the distance, the snipers re-aligned their sights on the target, but the sweat on their foreheads and hands betrayed their fear and unease.

"Even now, you won't willingly submit to me, because you still have reservations, you still feel you have a way out... Perfect!"

Machima jumped onto the rooftop railing and looked back at Balalaika.

"I want to play for big stakes. I want to see if the wolves will obediently lower their heads and submit to me when they lose their hunting grounds."

Balalaika seemed to realize what the other party wanted to do, and she looked at Machima with some horror:

"Wait a minute... what exactly are you..."

The latter smiled slightly and jumped off the roof:

"Now, let me burn this city to ashes!"

Chapter 143 The Nun is Really Not Bad

On the street, a car was speeding along. Inside were two gunslingers from the Black Lagoon Company, Revy and Locke, a young boy, and a small maid carrying a gun.

The former is none other than the current head of the Labras family—Grucia Fernando Labras.

A year ago, when he was kidnapped to Roanapura, he was a little boy who was very dependent on the head maid and could only cry. But a year later, after witnessing Miss Hound's battle and his father's death, although he is not yet fully mature, he has slowly begun to show some signs of being a little adult.

In order to find his head maid Roberta, he brought another of his battle maids back to Roanapur and asked the Black Lagoon Merchant Guild to find her whereabouts.

Having witnessed the horrific massacre at the Sankahn Palace Hotel and discovering that the head maid was not there, the group left and headed towards the location of the gunshots on the other side of the city.

However, they were still too late.

The scene resembled a high-intensity war, with battle scars stretching across several blocks, and corpses and bloodstains everywhere, mostly from Triad members in black suits.

When Levi and her party arrived, the two real leaders of Roanapur, Balaleka of the Moscow Hotel and Zhang Weixin of the Triads, were already there, surrounded by their respective subordinates, and seemed to be talking.

The Black Lagoon group and both sides were old acquaintances. Levi frowned slightly as she looked around at the large pile of corpses that looked like they had been cut up by the Cleaners with a chainsaw.

"Oh, boss lady, and Brother Ma, this was all done by our head maid all by herself?"

Balalaika and Zhang Weixin looked serious. The Slavic woman looked at her and shook her head.

"No... a new force has entered the fray. That guy... he definitely didn't come alone."

She looked at Zhang Weixin:

"I have already explained the situation to you. This time, our enemy is more dangerous than ever before, and we must work together to overcome this difficulty."

Zhang Weixin nodded with a dark expression:

"I know without you emphasizing it, my men have suffered heavy casualties."

"and many more……"

Locke couldn't help but interrupt their conversation.

"What exactly is going on? Where are the Grey Fox Squad soldiers and the head maid? Where are they?"

"Disappeared, it must have been... taken away by the third party we mentioned..."

"A third party!? To take them away!?"

Locke was momentarily incredulous.

“That was a whole green beret! Not to mention Roberta…”

"Roberta is mentally unstable."

Balalaika took a irritated puff of his cigar.

"She was likely being manipulated by that woman, or at least used. Otherwise, my men wouldn't have been unable to handle her alone—even using the most rudimentary methods, they could have kept her pinned down..."

"According to what my men shouted before they died, another group suddenly attacked and wiped them all out..."

Zhang Weixin took over the conversation.

"The speed was so fast that even the people at the Moscow hotel couldn't keep up with the support..."

"Who exactly are they?" Revy asked impatiently.

Zhang Weixin glanced at Balalaika with some resentment: "Look, the trouble she brought back from Japan."

The latter said irritably, "Don't forget that when she first arrived, it was your people who provoked her first, not to mention that the CIA, which you support, is also looking for her."

The two explained a few more words to Locke, who finally understood the general situation and immediately felt a headache coming on—how did this involve a new group of people? And...

"What does she mean by burning the city to ashes? Even if it's about destroying a city, that's just too outrageous..."

Double-gunner Revy, already overwhelmed by the increasingly complicated developments, couldn't help but shout:

"So...where are those guys now? Wouldn't finding them and taking them out solve the problem?"

Balalaika looked at Zhang Weixin—the Moscow Hotel had the strongest military force in Roanapur, but in terms of control over the city, the Triads were clearly superior.

The latter also said with some helplessness: "I've already sent my men to search all over the city. The Gray Fox Squad has so many people; theoretically, as long as they're still in the city, they should be..."

Just then, Zhang Weixin's phone rang, and Father Ricard's terrified voice quickly came through:

"Zhang! You must bring your men to the church right now! Immediately!!"

"what happened?"

"The church has been attacked! Ida and Sister Yolandan have been captured!"

"What!?"

Upon hearing that his best friend Ada had been arrested, Levi couldn't hold back any longer and grabbed the phone.

"That bitch Ada! How could someone with her abilities have been caught! What's going on here!?"

Inside the solemn and quiet church, beneath the crucifix.

Several silk threads tightly bound a slender and tall body in mid-air.

Her posture resembled that of a deity behind her, with her arms forced open. Her nun's habit was tattered, and a tear had been made in the fabric at her chest, causing her collar, which should have been fully covered, to now resemble a deep V-neck, with a string of gleaming silver crosses peeking out from among the towering peaks.

The nun's gown, which should have been wide and covered her legs, was now cut even shorter than the gowns worn by streetwalkers in Roanapur, resembling a mini-skirt that hugged her hips. Her long, slender, white legs were forcibly covered with white stockings and leg rings, making them extremely conspicuous.

In short, the originally solemn nun's habit now looked unusually lewd, and coupled with the nun's furrowed brows and pained, angry expression, it created a huge contrast between the inviolable sacred thing and the fact that it had been cruelly defiled.

Machima stood before the nun, clasped her hands together, and sincerely thanked God for allowing her to witness such a beautiful scene.

"Wow, this is awesome! Now we have a nun too... The XP collection plan is a great success!"

She poked the other person's long legs, which were wrapped in white and looked a bit too tight.

"Sister, may I ask if you will accept my confession?"

Ada glared at the guy in front of her with resentment.

"You...you better know who you've messed with! You bastard!"

"Oh dear, how can a nun use foul language?"

Machima beckoned with her finger, and Ida was immediately released—but the threads didn't loosen; instead, they began to contract and adjust anew.

Ida struggled desperately, but the threads remained motionless, gradually binding her hands together and arranging them in a kneeling, praying position.

Machima came up behind her and licked her lips:

"There's still some time before our show begins, Sister. Besides praying, what else do you do when you kneel down?"

"You son of a bitch! You ****?!"

"Oh? You don't know how? Then I'll teach you!"

Chapter 144 Completely Out of Control

Levi already knew that the local church had close ties with the CIA, but she was still surprised when she learned from Father Rickard that her best friend Ida, who was usually carefree, dressed casually, drank all day, and had no nun-like demeanor, was actually the highest-ranking CIA officer in the area.

The Triads, the Moscow Hotel, and the Black Reef convoy drove in a grand procession toward the church on the outskirts of the city and immediately surrounded it.

When a large group of people arrived at the church and saw the scene before them, they were still stunned.

"OMG……"

"This is……"

On the eaves of the Gothic church, figures were hanging—judging from their clothing, they were members of the Gray Fox Squad who had recently disappeared. Apart from a few who were motionless and whose fate was unknown, most of the rest appeared to be alive.

To make matters worse, each of them was wearing a name tag with their name and rank written in large letters.

“How…cruel!” the Labres family exclaimed.

"Damn!" Revy grinned.

“…Madman!” Balalaika’s face darkened, and she couldn’t help but curse.

"Oh no, oh no... this is really bad..." Little Ma was covered in sweat, and his usual calm and collected demeanor was gone.

A group of NSA soldiers were humiliated and paraded in broad daylight. The last time active-duty U.S. military personnel were treated like this after being captured was probably in Somalia in 1993.

"We must organize a strong attack immediately!"

Zhang Weixin said to Balalaika.

"We have to rescue those damn NSA agents! And that CIA nun too! Otherwise, this whole thing will be a disaster!"

"You think I don't know?!"

Balalaika was so angry that she cursed loudly. Just as she was about to order her men to move, the sound of propellers suddenly came from the distant sky.

Everyone looked up and saw several helicopters, but they didn't appear to belong to the police; rather...

"Holy crap! That's a TV station helicopter!?"

Balalaika snatched the AK from her subordinate and fired a burst in the direction of the helicopter—not to shoot it down, but to scare it away.

As expected, after the shooting was detected, the helicopter immediately moved away, but did not leave completely.

"Boris! You immediately lead a team to probe the area! If you can launch a strong attack, then do so!"

"Understood, Captain."

With time running out, the people at the Moscow Hotel sprang into action, attempting a strong attack from the rear of the church, but were quickly driven back by fierce firepower.

Boris reported to the Balalaika meeting:

"The enemy has heavy firepower, incredibly accurate marksmanship, and the terrain is advantageous. It will be very difficult to break through without paying a price..."

The Moscow Hotel was out of the question, and the remaining Triads were even less likely to be involved. Meanwhile, a large number of police sirens could be heard in the distance.

Zhang Weixin's face turned pale, but he still shouted to his subordinates:

"Go and stop those cops! This isn't something those useless cowards who only know how to mess things up should be involved in! And get rid of everyone else who isn't involved, especially the media! Don't let them get in here!"

Locke, standing to the side, held a pessimistic view: "By stopping them and making things worse, that's exactly what they want..."

"We still have to stop them!"

Father Ricard pushed his way through the crowd at the back. His hand was bandaged, and he appeared to be injured. He looked anxiously at Zhang Weixin and Balalaika.

"If you can't break through now, focus on controlling the situation! I've already reported what's happening here to my superiors! Reinforcements will be here soon!"

Zhang Weixin and Balalaika exchanged another glance, quickly understanding the situation.

The local churches served as the CIA's base in Roanapur. From here, the CIA sold weapons, drugs, and various contraband to designated clients throughout Southeast Asia. In short, Roanapur was a transit point for the CIA's money laundering, drug trafficking, and arms dealing.

The city appears to be a battleground between the Triads and the Moscow Hotel, but the true power behind the scenes lies with the CIA. No matter which faction—Latin American, Russian, Italian, or even the Triads—they all have to pay homage to them to survive.

As is well known, almost every organization supported by the CIA has a deep connection with Du Ping, and after becoming CIA assets, they have all become major players in the global supply and sale of Du Ping.

The drug lord and warlord, whom the NSA dispatched the Grey Fox team to the Golden Triangle to capture, was actually one of the agents in the Dupin War launched by the CIA.

This is undoubtedly intolerable for the CIA—to cover up the truth, the CIA even dared to kill DEA (Deputy Directorate of Security) agents. The NSA's sneaky operation this time has undoubtedly overstepped its bounds and overstepped its bounds...

But... the NSA is backed by the U.S. Department of Defense. The Department of Defense and the CIA are like two heads in a hydra empire called the United States, and they need to be careful with their distance.

The CIA's original instruction to the Triads was to escort the Grey Fox team out of the country—as long as they didn't die in Roanapur. Ideally, they should lure the Hound Girl into the more chaotic Golden Triangle area and eliminate the Grey Fox team, so that the NSA mission would fail and they would have no excuse to attack the CIA.

But now the situation is completely out of control—an elite NSA operations team was humiliated and displayed in front of a CIA outpost. No matter how the CIA explains to Congress and the Department of Defense afterward, it will be difficult to give a satisfactory explanation—was it intentional or accidental?

If it was intentional, then that's serious. Your CIA knew that the Grey Fox team were soldiers of the United States, yet you still did this. Are you trying to rebel?

If it was accidental, does that mean the CIA's control over Southeast Asia has failed? Shouldn't someone else take over this territory?

Therefore, the CIA's most pressing task right now is undoubtedly to rescue the NSA personnel as alive as possible. As long as they are alive, there is always room for maneuver, but if they just hang there and die in front of the church...

"Try negotiating with them."