I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

“Will he go?” Sitting across from Cham, Gasol, the deputy captain of the team, asked in a deep voice.

“The probability is fifty percent, but it’s worth a bet.” Cham glanced at the machine gun placed on the window. “After all, we have no better choice.”

The embassy was surrounded by the SWAT. The muzzles mounted on the armored vehicles could be seen from the outside door, and even armed soldiers had shown up at the scene. If it was not for the fact that Jiang Chen and Xin diplomats weren’t in the embassy, forcing the Capital to remain extra cautious, the nature of never-compromising terrorists meant they would’ve already stormed in otherwise.

“If he went…” Gasol grinned. He seemed to be laughing, but there was a difference.

Cham laughed and leaned his rifle against the side of the chair.

“Steven will wipe our butt for us.”

As if he had already decided on his fate, the two men smiled, except they hadn’t given their own destiny the slightest consideration.

From the moment they came to Los Santos, they hadn’t planned on going back alive. For the gatekeeper, killing Jiang Chen meant he fulfilled his mission. He was worthy of the Rothschild’s last name and worthy of the significance that the Freemasonry gave him.

For Poison Arrow… they fought for faith and revenge.

“What about this person?” Gasol pointed his chin at Zhu Yu, who was lying in a pool of blood.

Because she wasn’t bandaged, the agent with excessive blood loss was barely alive. Without any medical attention, she might die soon.

Cham tapped on the railing with his finger, thought for a moment, and opened the headset.

The phone soon switched on, and Cham said slowly, “You have 30 minutes left. Maybe I need to remind you that our patience is limited.”

After the Peerless ability was activated, emotions were stripped from the body and Jiang Chen said expressionlessly, “Oh.”

Cham raised his eyebrows because Jiang Chen’s tone was unpredictable.

“In thirty minutes, if you haven’t appeared yet—”

“Five minutes is enough.”

The communication ended, and Cham paused and looked at Gasol.

“What’s wrong?” Gasol asked.

“I feel something is wrong,” Cham frowned.

…

Aurora-20, soaring above the clouds, didn’t attract the attention of the radar. After ending communication, Jiang Chen pulled up the throttle valve. Under his operation, the vortex engine began to decelerate, and the Aurora-20 also switched from flight mode to a vertical suspension mode.

The horizontal speed dropped to zero.

Jiang Chen reached out and unlocked the nylon buckle on his body, liberating himself from the shackles of the pilot’s seat.

The crimson red faded from his pupil, and his Peerless state was deactivated in an instant. Jiang Chen reached out to the control and threw the fighter plane into the storage dimension.

The cold air turbulence covered his body and he didn’t stay in the air for too long. In the next moment, he traveled to the apocalypse, and he touched the soft bed behind him.

The T-3 power armor was placed on the side of the bed. It was equipped with an anti-radar coating and exuded a touch of bright silver. The legs and feet were equipped with anti-impact modules, with a propulsion jetpack on the back. After he put on the power armor, he took a deep breath and disappeared from the room.

On Venice Street, the reporters’ cameras were all pointed at the occupied embassy far away and they were discussing the situation in front of the cameras. Los Santos police stood behind the police cars, clueless about what to do and they watched the SWAT, FBA and CIB agents who were equally at a loss.

Not far away, the UA military was holding a combat conference, but half an hour already passed since they first stepped out from the Osprey transport plane. There was still no action.

The Colombian TV reporter, Baine, kneeled on the side of the road and finished the hot dog in his hand swiftly. He wiped the grease from his hands and was just about to return to the camera when he heard a humming sound in the air.

Baine looked up into the clear night sky and thought for a moment.

He didn’t remember how many times this happened. The UA military’s F35 screeched past Los Santos, but it often returned to the nearby air base after only a brief hover. Maybe they thought this could pressure the terrorists? Or maybe this would let the people know that the federal government wasn’t just doing nothing.

But the truth was that they were doing nothing.

According to the Vienna Convention on Diplomatic Relations, embassy enjoyed a high degree of diplomatic immunity. In the absence of Xin’s authorization, breaking into the embassy wasn’t permitted, even if it was for rescue and attacking terrorists.

Yes, for some odd reasons, Xin rejected the UA’s request for authorization to enter the embassy. If the UA military entered the embassy at this time, the only way was to recuperate Xin’s right to use the Los Santos embassy lease. In short, the diplomats would’ve been expelled… The UA certainly couldn’t do that. Hill was actually relieved because Xin rejected the request for authorization.

They were up against fully armed mercenaries and rescue hostages. She really didn’t have confidence. However, if something were to happen to Jiang Chen, it would be difficult to ensure that those intercontinental missiles that stayed under the sea would still remain there.

The Capital spokesperson expressed “regret” to the domestic and foreign reporters for Xin’s refusal to authorize the UA military to enter Xin’s embassy. At the same time, it once again emphasized that any form of terrorism was the common enemy of all mankind, and the UA would absolutely not compromise to terrorism…

You see, it wasn’t that they didn’t act. It was Xin that prevented them from entering.

Shaking his head, Baine was ready to return his focus to his camera. However, at that moment, his eyes staring into the air were stuck in the sky and fixed above the embassy…

The flame engulfed the lower part of the power armor and looked like a striking meteor. Turbulence under the bowl-shaped anti-impact modules formed a burning cyclone, accompanied by a roar that broke the sound barrier and fell vertically through the roof of the embassy.

It was the blind spot of the militants within the embassy.

Jiang Chen’s eyes were locked onto the sloped roof. The heat source information of the enemy units had been marked in his field of vision. As for how he did it, it was through the chip implanted in the back of the Ghost Agent and the cameras in the embassy…

Without the slightest buffer, the power armor smashed into the roof directly with a hard landing. The three mercenaries in the hostage’s room were smashed into pieces, along with the bricks on the second floor ceiling and floor.

Outside Venice Street, reporters, policemen, SWAT, the Army in the meeting, and the crowd had only one expression. It was blank. They didn’t know what that thing was. When they managed to react, the thing had already penetrated through the Xin Embassy.

The entire embassy looked like it was bombarded and one corner was directly cut off.

The hostages curled up in the corner were equally as stunned. Because they were in the corner, the collapse that occurred didn’t cause too much damage to them, but the mercenaries who stood in the middle of the room weren’t so lucky…

The bloody mercenaries barely lifted their pistols and pointed at the steel monster standing up from the dust.

Jiang Chen pulled away the reinforced concrete in front of him, ignoring the spewed flames and bullets coming at him. He slapped away the pistol in a mercenary’s hand and grabbed his neck.

Blood splattered onto the surface of the steel armor, and the already fearsome armor was even more bloodthirsty..

Jiang Chen looked out the window and saw the soldiers and SWAT at the doorway about to make a move, but it was clear they hadn’t yet received authorization to enter the embassy… or rather, Jiang Chen, who contacted the Xin Presidential Palace, didn’t approve the authorization.

Turning around, Jiang Chen saw the horrified but calm eyes behind the ruins. Other than a few bruises on the forehead and being covered in dust, Xia Shiyu was uninjured.

Not only Xia Shiyu, but all diplomats were safe and sound.

After confirming the safety of the hostages, Jiang Chen was relieved.

He finally made it. Penny should also be in position.

Just at that time, the communication request was sent to Jiang Chen’s watch.

“Reached the target location.”

“You can start the execution,” Jiang Chen ordered.

“Roger.”

After receiving the order, Penny ended the communication.

A cruel smile appeared, and a deathly fierceness pierced out from his eyes. The triangular prismatic barrel emerged from his steel right arm and unleashed the roar of death in rotation. Jiang Chen crossed the rubble and threw out the ammunition-loaded Hummingbird drones from the storage dimension. After setting an order to protect the hostages, he followed the hallway forward.

A strong wind came from the side and the mercenary hiding behind the door slammed toward the steel helmet with a tactical short axe. This aggressive attack appeared to be flawless, but he apparently didn’t consider the hardness of Grade A steel. The axe blade didn’t even dent the helmet before his right arm was chopped off by a waving dagger.

Jiang Chen ignored the howling mercenary with blood gushing out from his arm. He continued to walk forward.

The mercenary crouching behind cover vented his fear with unleashed bullets and tried to use firepower to repel the slaughter armor. However, only jumping sparks reflected in their pupils. Even if the bullets were strengthened to counter against Celestial Trade’s kinetic skeletons, they couldn’t penetrate through the armor of the machine.

A grenade was thrown at Jiang Chen.

The exploding hot air scrapped the armor’s surface. Except for a series of slamming sounds, it didn’t give the scared mercenaries any comfort.

Fear didn’t last too long, including the pain that was about to arrive.

Jiang Chen lifted the minigun and pressed the trigger.

With orange trajectories, blood and fire ended their lives…