Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!-Chapter 731 - 424: Offense and Defense Switch Forms

Los Angeles, night!

The sun slowly sets, and this second-largest city in the Beautiful Country grows increasingly chaotic. The natural camouflage of the black skin makes them even more hidden at night, happily calling friends to join in zero-dollar purchases.

At this time, the police and the National Guard in Los Angeles have no energy to control the situation because their forces are concentrated near the Olympic Village.

Compared to the blacks, those twenty Genetic Warriors are the real threat.

The evacuation work is still in full swing. Since the Genetic Warriors did not stop it, most of the residents near the Olympic Village streets have successfully fled.

This greatly boosts the confidence of the National Guard, as long as there are no hostages, their heavy weapons will have no restrictions.

They plan to launch an assault in half an hour to completely take down these damned thugs.

However, the Genetic Warriors did not sit idle.

At 8:15 in the evening, under Miao Lun's leadership, the Genetic Warriors gathered and moved towards the outskirts of the Olympic Village street.

Everyone was disguised, and the night was the best camouflage. They did not attack along the way but instead reached a manhole cover.

When Miao Lun lifted the cover and climbed inside, someone was already waiting there.

That person was a member of Tijuana, and this was one of the underground smuggling tunnels of the Jieke Group.

The group twisted and turned underground, and when they re-emerged, Miao Lun and his men were already outside Los Angeles.

They got into a car that was prepared in advance. As the vehicle started, Miao Lun and his men sped towards Mexico.

The Mexican border is only over an hour's drive from Los Angeles, which is why Miao Lun and his men chose to cause trouble here.

Not even half an hour after Miao Lun and his men left, inside the Olympic Village in Los Angeles.

A large number of National Guard tanks and armored vehicles drove into the encirclement, and armed helicopters in the sky were fully focused, ready to tear the enemy apart with machine guns and rocket launchers.

But when the National Guard turned the place upside down, they did not see any traces of the Genetic Warriors.

Only then did they finally realize that the Genetic Warriors had escaped the encirclement.

The omnipotent media quickly broadcasted the news, and viewers who saw the news cursed loudly.

Killing people in Los Angeles and then escaping, the Los Angeles police and the 40th Mechanized Infantry Division were called incompetent, useless, and idiots.

Inside the temporary command center of the 40th Mechanized Infantry Division.

The commander of the 40th Mechanized Infantry Division, Kulin, had an extremely ugly expression as he listened to the report from his staff.

"How did they escape? With such tight lockdown, find them immediately!"

Kulin roared. So many National Guard soldiers had died. If he could have killed or captured those Genetic Warriors and reported the achievement to his superiors, he might still have had some wiggle room to keep his position.

But the fact that they escaped has cost him his face. He had no way to explain, and his position as division commander was certainly at its end.

Therefore, hearing this news, Kulin could not help but fly into a rage.

The staff officer nodded and said: "Commander, we are tracking the whereabouts of those Genetic Warriors. The soldiers have found the underground tunnel leading out of the city, but it will take time to locate their position. We are working with the police for the investigation, but it would be best to have satellite assistance for reconnaissance."

"I will help you coordinate the satellites; we have connections."

At that moment, a voice came through.

The Governor of California, Turte, walked in. He had been rescued by the 40th Mechanized Infantry Division's armed helicopter, worried that the CIA guys would make a move, so he stayed directly at the command center.

"Governor!"

Kulin felt ashamed when he saw Turte. The Genetic Warriors had slipped from their grasp and successfully escaped.

"Those Genetic Warriors must be dealt with, at any cost."

Turte's face was grim, his voice resolute, and his attitude firm.

"You all leave."

After clearing the other staff from the command room, Turte sat down, glaring at Kulin, and said through gritted teeth: "How could you let twenty men escape with tens of thousands of soldiers surrounding them? How am I supposed to explain this to our backers?"

Kulin lowered his head. He knew exactly who Turte was referring to as the backers - the California Consortium and the Democratic Party they supported.

Due to the upcoming election, the National Party and the Republican Party were fighting intensely, overtly and covertly.

The California Consortium needed to start a war to sell arms, and the war would also lower the support rate of the current President, Lawrence.

But all of this depended on their ability to deal with the Genetic Warriors.

Otherwise, they would be utterly embarrassed. Though their goal might be achieved, they would certainly lose their positions and be forced to resign to appease the public.

"Those Genetic Warriors used the tunnel. They had a premeditated plan, bypassing our lockdown."

Kulin defended himself while secretly thinking that if Turte had not been so concerned about casualties, they might have already killed those Genetic Warriors with heavy firepower.

Turte glared at Kulin, knowing it was not the time for blame-shifting. He picked up the phone to call his contacts, using satellite resources for reconnaissance, waiting for updates from the investigation below.

Half an hour passed by while they waited.

Efforts paid off when the staff officer rushed back in.

"Commander, we have traced the Genetic Warriors. They are escaping towards the Mexican border. Fifteen minutes ago, they refueled at the border and entered Mexico. Satellite tracking shows they are now resting in Camp Town, across the border."