Abyss Solo-Chapter 495 - 222 Yaha Riot

Six minutes before the explosion.

Below the Poisoned Stinger Ship, Catherine was fully armed, leading a seven-member team aboard a high-speed airship, descending toward the ground city.

The airship was shaped like a teardrop, the fastest craft to pass through the atmosphere.

"Commander, I suggest suspending the celebrations for the next two days. We’ve already caught several terrorists carrying cell bombs below. These bombs can’t be detected by our current instruments."

"I’ve reported it, Catherine."

The middle-aged woman shook her head, explaining, "Rushing me won’t help. I’m only responsible for coordinating and dispatching you. The Fire Suppression Festival on Yaha Star is a major celebration and a symbol of the Empire’s strength. The higher-ups must carefully consider the consequences of every action."

"What’s there to consider?"

Catherine frowned.

"If an extreme terrorist attack occurs, causing mass casualties, isn’t that the worst impact?"

"The streets and alleys below are so crowded. Even if a human bomb attack occurs, limited by the direct damage power of cell bombs, the casualties won’t be too high, but panic will become the grim reaper’s scythe."

"Isn’t this part of the safety course you taught me?"

"Catherine, we’ve repeatedly confirmed the intel," her superior said. "The New Federation CIA’s operation is Ghost Flame. They’re planning to provoke a massive demonstration, creating a political incident. The bombs might just be a ruse."

Catherine said, "Any complacency could brew disaster."

"I’ve already reported your opinions upward at the first moment. The higher authorities need time to make a decision!"

"I’ll go to the ground first to prevent chaos from hindering support. Command is temporarily handed over to Bryant and Griss," Catherine said. "I request the Poisoned Stinger Ship to enter the outer atmosphere just in case."

"Approved."

Catherine terminated the video call, her lips twitching slightly behind the mask, as she looked out the window. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

The teardrop airship was descending vertically to the ground. The pressure from the high acceleration rendered the seven Transformed on her team speechless, only Catherine was completely unaffected.

She pondered for a moment and sent a message to Hui Saka, but received no reply for over two minutes.

What was the detective doing?

Ding ding!

A projection screen popped up on the golden shell, showing a picture of an old man in the park, accompanied by a lengthy note.

Catherine barely hesitated, immediately connecting to the Poisoned Stinger Ship and, using her field command authority, sent orders to the ground’s quick response team on standby.

"How can he accurately find so many human bombs?"

Catherine couldn’t help but mutter, as the projection screen in front of her relayed real-time footage.

This was the perspective recorded by the military police:

An elderly man in his twilight years sat on a park bench, dressed in an ordinary shirt and trousers, tall and slender, speaking with a young man beside him.

Quickly, the old man patted the young man’s hand and got up, walking slowly toward the cluster of military police.

The team independently decided to open fire, throwing out the protective shields.

Emerging from life-and-death battles, Catherine experienced a slight emotional fluctuation, somewhat nervously watching those rapidly deploying safety shields.

The brilliant red firelight erupted, energy gushing upwards from the compressed shields as the young man on the bench remained unharmed.

The young man got up and walked in the opposite direction, his expression somewhat gloomy, immediately locked on by the military police behind him...

"That’s ally! Can’t you tell?"

Catherine immediately spoke, her tone slightly severe.

The solider targeting Yang Ming trembled, hurriedly removing the sight.

Catherine was inexplicably irritable.

When you see one cockroach, it means there are already ten thousand in the house.

With several terrorists carrying cell bombs caught in a short time, it indicated a shocking number of human bombs were already mixed into the city below...

"Captain... at your feet!"

A team member next to her shouted laboriously.

Catherine looked down, her eyelid twitching slightly.

Crimson clouds were blooming on the ground as if prepared for this grand event’s daylight fireworks.

But beneath the clouds, the explosive shockwaves were rampant. Each explosion represented at least dozens of casualties, with the fragile structures shattering and crashing into the crowd below.

The dull thundering sounds penetrated the airship’s hull and protective shield.

Catherine took a deep breath, grabbing the communicator, and started calling incessantly.

Over 130 explosive attacks erupted simultaneously on the ground within seconds, causing chaos in the temporary command center aboard the Poisoned Stinger Ship.

...

Chaos, screams, a panicked crowd.

Yang Ming stepped out of the park and witnessed this scene.

The terrified crowd surged forward like headless flies, and the few who could remain calm were swept along by the human tide.

Half of the city was in turmoil, with cries of war breaking out everywhere.

Yang Ming looked around.

Facing the Insect Swarm, he was not bewildered, but in the face of the crowd, he was caught in helplessness.

"Enter the park!"

Yang Ming shouted hoarsely, "Move into the open space! No pushing or shoving!"

Lines of code flickered lightly across his glasses, the devices inside and outside the park capable of playing audio and video already activated by Lyu, and Yang Ming’s image appeared on the roadside screens.

"Take shelter in the park! Take care of the elderly and children around you!"

He kept shouting, repeating it five or six times before the chaotic crowd finally turned, surging into the park from all directions.

This chapt𝙚r is updated by fr(e)ew𝒆bnov(e)l.com