I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

It was the first serious terrorist attack in the nation since 9/11.

The FBA and the CIB were in a complete meltdown. No one knew how those fully armored fighters appeared, how they crossed the borders, nor how they cleared custom. Not to mention, how they transported the heavy firepowers to Los Santos.

Fifteen minutes passed since those terrorists entered the embassy and SWAT reinforcement finally arrived to surround the embassy with armored vehicles. The Los Santos Police Department never faced such an embarrassing defeat. The founder of the modern SWAT team, the LSPD SWAT team, was terrorized by the firepower of the terrorists.

After the terrorists secured the embassy, ​​they mounted light machine guns at the windows and used the hostages at hand to threaten the special forces from approaching. These people neither submitted their requests nor expressed their intention to negotiate.

For a while the situation was in a stalemate.

Under the influence of the Internet, the impact of the attack spread across the country and around the globe through social media platforms.

The countless cameras and phones made Lawrence sweat profusely.

Two hundred meters away, his partner Brad was lying next to the car in front of the embassy. Although his brain was shattered by a sniper bullet, he could still recognize that the body belonged to his partner Brad.

He still could not imagine that after just stepping away for a few moments, a horrific incident unfolded.

[Terrorists sat in a truck and drove onto Venice Street openly. Did the CIB all become blind that they didn’t see that modified vehicle hidden inside the underground parking lot?]

At this time, Sheriff Michael William of the Los Santos Police Department got out of the car and came over to him.

“We can’t wait any longer, we should rush in immediately to save the hostages! The reporters are watching. The longer we delay this, the worse the situation will be for us. If the Army is not going to be here, get the SWAT team to do it—”

“Twenty embassy staff members, as well as Jiang Chen and his CEO. Even the Capitol doesn’t dare to take the risk with the hostages on their hands, do you understand what I mean Sheriff William?” Lawrence said with a stern look

“So we are just going to wait?” Michael looked to the embassy with disdain on his face.

“That’s all we can do.” Lawrence looked towards the embassy. Even from his position, he could only see a rough outline.

Just then, the phone rang.

Lawrence glanced at Sheriff William, and finally, William took the call.

Unsurprisingly, it was from the Capitol, and it was a call from the president. As soon as the phone was connected, she asked immediately.

“How is the situation over there?”

“It’s awful, we must plan for the worst—”

“Mr. William.” Hill interrupted him.

…

“Yes…?”

“I don’t care what method you use, I only care about one thing. Jiang Chen must be alive. Do you understand?”

Sheriff William held his breath. His throat moved, but no words could come out. It took him a while before he could articulate to the president.

“I understand.”

After hanging up, Hill rubbed her sore eyes and immediately phoned the Xin Presidential Palace at the far away Coro Island. With an incident of this scale, it was impossible to hide it. Being proactive would show more sincerity than waiting for the other party to call.

…

Even now, the UA side was still unaware that their most feared bargaining chip was now in the building.

Cham Rothschild also did not expect this. He searched through all possible hiding spots inside the embassy and still did not found Jiang Chen’s whereabouts. So the only possibility was that Jiang Chen deceived the FBA and did not stay in the embassy, instead, he sneaked elsewhere.

With optical illusion for cover, it should not be difficult to escape under the watch of the FBA.

Jiang Chen was absent. From this point of view, this operation already failed.

But luckily, Xia Shiyu was there, and they could use their backup plan.

According to Freemasonry intelligence, this woman named Xia Shiyu was not only the CEO of Future Group but also the lover of Future Group’s owner. However, Cham was uncertain whether or not she could be used as a bargaining chip to lure Jiang Chen out since there were many women that have relationships beyond friendship with Jiang Chen.

As for the title of CEO of the group, he didn’t think it would be useful. After all, for a behemoth like Future Group, they could get as many senior wage earners as they wish.

He was betting that Jiang Chen would go retrieve the phone and not go to the UA government and demand the immediate elimination of the terrorists in the embassy.

“The identity of the other party has been ascertained. Cham Rothschild is a member of the Rothschild family. He went missing with a total of 16 mercenaries led by him when he participated in a European mountaineering club event in 2009. He was previously a member of the Poison Arrow Special Forces…”

In the desert between Nevada and Cali, Jiang Chen was sitting in the cockpit of the Aurora-20. He was testing the aircraft’s instruments while listening to the report of the Ghost Agent deployed in Los Santos.

“Got it.”

“Is there anything else?” Penny asked.

“Go to a place for me. Someone might be waiting for me, so keep an eye on him. However, don’t make a move.” Jiang Chen reached out and clicked on the watch, and sent the coordinates that Cham had given him to Penny.

After receiving the coordinates, Penny bit her lip and was hesitant to speak.

“What’s the problem?” Jiang Chen asked.

“No, nothing…” Although she did not have the right to ask, she asked after a moment of hesitation, “…are, are you planning on giving up the people in the embassy?”

Her best friend and closest comrade-in-arms were in the embassy at the moment. If it were not for her superior’s order, she would be already trying to rescue her.

“Did I say that?” After checking the weapon system, Jiang Chen said expressionlessly.

“Sorry.”

“It’s okay, go to the coordinates now.”

Jiang Chen closed the communication channel, took a deep breath, and put his hand on the center stick.

Fifteen minutes ago, he slipped out of Area 51, rolled to across a sand dune with his quested speed, and reached the desert two kilometers away from the military base. Then, he returned to the apocalypse.

Half an hour later, Jiang Chen returned to the desert, and along with him, was a fully-loaded Aurora-20.

“In my opinion, you only have two hours of virtual flight time, and I’m afraid it’s not a good idea to directly operate the real machine.” Jean’s emotionless voice fluctuated in Jiang Chen’s ears but did not change his decision.

“I know.” After confirming that no steps were missed, Jiang Chen slowly closed his eyes. “Even for a talented pilot, one has to train for at least half a year.”

“This is my opinion,” Jean said.

“But it doesn’t apply to me.” When Jiang Chen said this as he opened his eyes.

His dark pupils were covered by a layer of crimson red.

In his field of vision, the previously strange instrument became familiar in his head.

Hidden genetic code – Peerless!

“It’s been a long time.” Muttering to himself, Jiang Chen pushed the throttle forward with his left hand, and skillfully adjusted the engine direction with his right hand.

Dust was blown away by the jet propulsion, and under the effect of the lift, the Aurora-20 bounced 20 meters vertically. After a short pause, the engine adjusted its direction and propelled forward. Like a stream of light, the Aurora-20 disappeared into the night sky…