Chapter 587

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Sun Ruihe was ordered to form a Martial Arts Hall sub-team; its structure basically followed the temple model, with three or so Combat Knights leading fifteen or so Body Technique Warriors to form a mission group.

On a small-scale battlefield, such a group can often halt the advance of a thousand-man unit; if the terrain is relatively open or extremely confined, and there is sufficient time, such a sub-team can even kill thirty to seventy percent of the enemy army, creating absolute instances of the few defeating the many.

Compared to teams composed of ordinary people, three Combat Knights are equivalent to a hybrid of an armored vehicle, a sniper, and a mortar squad; unless met with equal or superior martial force, the most one can achieve is dispersal.

Of course, the ordinary warriors in the sub-team often suffer attrition, and sometimes Combat Knights also die; this is an unavoidable risk on the battlefield.

Unlike officers trained by modern military doctrine, Sun Ruihe has experience commanding High-grade Combat Knights; likewise unlike native officers of the West Continent, Sun Ruihe has undergone systematic modern military education.

Only by being familiar with both at the same time can the strength of the Wuguan System students be exerted to the maximum extent.

On the day the integration was completed, Chen Yi immediately departed for the Netherlands; Mo Shaoqiu personally went to the airport to see him off reluctantly: "Remember to bring back some cannabis cake, and cannabis chewing gum, and cannabis incense……"

Chen Yi looked back and saw his serious expression, and suddenly felt that he should form an anti-drug squad on the West Continent; otherwise, with the beautiful tropical environment, the matter of planting drugs would too easily fall into the heads of some bottomless scoundrels.

And transportation is convenient!

Chen Yi shook his head vigorously; he isn't very short of money now, so he'd better not engage in overly shady business — printing banknotes shouldn't count as too shady a business, right! He was thinking wildly to himself.

After several hours of turbid air pollution, Chen Yi smoothly arrived in Amsterdam. This place was once the birthplace of world capitalist freedom; modern accounting systems and modern banking can both be traced back to here. To speak of it, the Amsterdam bank accountants of five hundred years ago were far more excellent than most Chinese accountants. Different life goals and life struggles destined some people to be pioneering, and some people to be idle loafers.

Using a fake passport to rent a 7-seat box truck, Chen Yi drove it into the Polara Bank parking lot, then pretended to be a foreigner handling business and walked inside.

The bank staff enthusiastically received the wealthy "Asian", while Chen Yi used abundant Shenjia to envelop the entire building inside the bank.

After casually completing the account opening business, Chen Yi directly left the bank, then found a nearby civilian house, changed into a work uniform and gloves, bent down to the ground, and began excavation work.

The bank's vault is 50 meters underground, which counts as extremely secure; unfortunately, Divine Art Knights are not categorized among thieves, so when Chen Yi lowered himself to dig like a dog, all equipment served only ornamental purposes.

At his Shenjia level, unless it is a self-destructing vault, there isn't the slightest bit of difficulty.

Four hours later, the "beep beep beep" alarm bells rang loudly; that was the vault's anti-vibration system.

Chen Yi paid it no heed, waved his hand twice in the air, and released a Level 5 Scroll "Earthquake Technique"; this is a castrated version of "Earthquake Technique", its power reduced from roughly Richter 7.5 to 5.5, the benefit of a 900-fold weakening is that the release difficulty is greatly lowered, requiring neither too much Magic support nor various gestures and incantations; of course, the body still has to endure the ravaging of a large amount of Source Energy passing through.

The earthquake's power was accurately directed at 20 meters above the vault; the operating elevator immediately jammed, and the safety passage also teetered on the verge of collapse under the threat of the near-source quake, tilting to reveal the inner building materials, scaring the foreign guards into halting their steps.

"Hurry, hurry, don't stop." Amid the shaking, the Bank Guard Captain seemed to be in Amsterdam's red-light district, his mind full of advancing and more advancing, actually disregarding his life.

He is one of the core members of the Research Society; his main mission is to protect the safety of the bank vault; whether earthquake or hail, there is absolutely no halting.

The Captain urged repeatedly; the guards ahead had no choice but to clutch their pistols and rifles and press forward blindly. Although in normal seismic monitoring, magnitude 5.5 is almost an extremely weak and safe quake intensity, normal quakes often occur 10 kilometers or even deeper underground, unlike now, erupting directly at a depth of 20 meters below the surface, almost equivalent to an arsenal explosion; the fact that the stairs weren't completely destroyed can only be thanked to Polara Bank's no-expense-spared construction investment.

The shaking lasted about 8 seconds, but in the guards' eyes, it was almost as long as 8 minutes.

Stumbling to the vault door, the red warning lights flickered and shrieked with all their might; the lead guard inspected the facilities and smiled reassuringly: "Probably an alarm triggered by the earthquake."

"The alarm came earlier than the earthquake."

"That's because it sensed it first."

"Nonsense." The Guard Captain gripped his submachine gun, wrinkled his big nose, and ordered: "Prepare to enter and inspect."

The guards all yielded their positions, then assumed a standard defensive formation.

The Guard Captain took a good half day before he managed to open the seemingly intact vault door.

A dozen or so people swarmed in.

Then, they were dumbstruck!

At the other end of the special-alloy vault, a man-sized hole had been opened, like an upright toad's mouth, full of mocking intent.

"Truly inconceivable!" A guard exclaimed with eyes narrowed in admiration.

The Guard Captain shuddered, hurriedly went to check the secret storage room at the deepest part of the vault; what met his eyes was yet another large hole.

"It's over!"

"Captain?" A guard poked his head in, whispered: "A traffic accident happened at the intersection ahead; police are coming on foot."

"Coming is useless too; you stay here and guard, I'll go out for a bit." The Guard Captain didn't know the details of the items stored in the secret storage room, but he was quite clear about the hardness of that storage room; in just a few minutes, the other party not only stole the items but also gouged a large hole in the abnormally solid metal shell — this was completely beyond his imagination.

About half a minute later, Ming Ke received the news; subsequently, except for Ye Hua who was not at home, all Senior Management within the Organization received the warning.

However, to have all Middle Management receive the warning would absolutely require a day and a night's time.

This time happened to be Sun Ruihe's turn to deploy.

The Martial Arts Hall members forming the sub-teams, following the data Chen Yi obtained, swept through target by target; first they purged the Domestic Human Development Research Society, then the Asian and European regions.

In the Martial Arts Hall's Archive Room, an entire wall was covered in red and green light dots. The green dots were moving, while the red dots kept disappearing.

Liu Xinyu felt a pang of unbearableness, walked a few steps toward Chen Yi, and said in a low voice: "There are not a few elite members inside the Research Society; have you not considered accepting their surrender?"

Chen Yi was reading the data with great relish; hearing her words, he thought for a moment, then said with determined eyes: "If it were a year ago, the Chen Family might have needed these elites; as for now, there is no longer any necessity. Even if we accept surrender, we'd have to wait until all matters are settled."

Jin Douna blinked and said: "Even Cao Cao needed the heroes of the world to submit……"

"You look at this." Chen Yi handed a red-numbered file to Liu Xinyu.

The latter took it suspiciously.

The file looked simple and plain, just a perfectly ordinary resume; a photo was pasted in the upper left corner, basic information like name and age on the right, and below was a row of employment history, spanning about 10 years.

Liu Xinyu read it through and found no problem in the text, so she quickly focused her gaze on that photograph.

About 20 seconds later, Liu Xinyu suddenly let out a "Ya" sound.

Jin Douna asked repeatedly: "What's wrong?"

Liu Xinyu read it two more times, recalled: "This is…… Committee Member Liu?"

"Mm-hm."

"How is that possible?"

"Why impossible. In his early years he was just a technician at a state-owned machinery factory, and in the southern coastal region at that, just happening to run into the Human Development Research Society expanding its territory." Chen Yi carefully put the resume away and said: "This was written in his own hand when he first entered the organization, ending right at the period of rapid position advancement; the remaining part was probably written and archived by them themselves, with no actual meaning."

"You want to make it public?" Liu Xinyu thought for a moment, propping her chin, and said, "He lives in Hai Zi now; he may have already severed ties with the Organization. Would it still be useful?"

"He wants to sever ties with the Organization, but would the Organization be willing to sever ties with him? No matter what his identity was back then, by now it's probably already a mutually beneficial relationship." Chen Yi curled his lip, turned his hand, and handed the resume to Luo Xiaoshan, saying, "You personally deliver it to Grandpa. Also, Yin Senjin, Yin Sen Guan, you two protect Luo Xiaoshan."

The formation of the two Divine Art Knights made it clear they were there to make Committee Member Liu look bad.

A document like this, casually thrown out, might only cause some embarrassment; but if operated well, it could produce a miraculous effect.

The best outcome, naturally, would be Committee Member Liu retiring and a pro-Chen Clan person taking the position.

Even Chen Zhongguo with his seniority back then could retire; Committee Member Liu's position isn't unshakable either.

The surging undercurrents lasted about one month.

Besides Chen Yi, the one who gained the maximum benefits was Zhu Guangliang.

Sun Ruihe's small squad was limited in quantity after all; they were fine for infiltration and assault, but hard to pull out time to handle prisoner processing and such work. Zhu Guangliang was thereby forcibly pushed to the forefront, and dragging a whole troop, he rolled through every corner of the Domestic territory.

An organization like the Human Development Research Society — bad deeds they might not necessarily do, but illegal and disorderly acts they certainly would do. As battle achievements grew increasingly brilliant, cases shaken out from local branches multiplied. By the time Safety Headquarters personnel realized what was happening, Zhu Guangliang had invisibly already led the largest series of cases in the Domestic territory in nearly ten years.

Plus Chen Yi's support, promotion and fortune were naturally a done deal.

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