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Xu Shuo didn't know if it was because he had been bombed previously, but when it came time to retaliate against the enemy, the Capital Commandant didn't hesitate to throw several grenades in.

However, the grenades in their world were crudely made. Although they exploded with earth-shattering force, they also released a lot of black ash and smoke into the air, causing some degree of environmental pollution.

There was no greenery in this civilian area, and the whole of District 13 could be called a city of steel.

After helping to throw the bombs, Xu Shuo stood aside, watching the rolling smoke and sparks inside, while the troops rigorously defended the area outside the smog, encircling it layer by layer.

Perhaps the military patrol alone might not have discovered this stronghold so quickly, but... don't forget there was a spy from the Radiant Corps amongst them.

If one's temporary stronghold was dragged into the battle, it was certain to attract extra attention.

Additionally, after Xu Shuo had settled Manager Zhang, he left a message on the wall before he left.

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Xu Shuo looked up at the sky; the early morning darkness was blacker than at any other time, with rain resembling snowflakes dancing in the air, bringing the chill of early winter.

The explosion's smoke suddenly tumbled, as if being blown and scattered by something, leaving behind erratic trails.

A figure suddenly rushed out from within, and as Xu Shuo turned to look and was about to greet them, they dove back in, all in less than half a second.

Xu Shuo: "...".

No need for that much effort.

He stood under an eave some distance away from that building, surrounded by other houses. The dust here was blocked off.

The soldiers had sealed the alleyway tight, and there were guards on the rooftops; but since he was also within the encirclement, there were actually no people nearby.

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Because the soldiers were all ambushing from behind walls.

Xu Shuo had initially planned to show the way for his opponent, with the good intention of indicating where the Capital Commandant was located.

Almost an hour had passed since the Radiant Corps took action—if the Capital Commandant hadn't found these two by now, he might have chosen to leave for the military district.

But now that he had found the enemy, he was very likely to opt for capturing them first.

Even if he didn't have that in mind, Xu Shuo was going to make sure he did.

But how on earth had that kid run so fast?

Xu Shuo shook his head with a sigh, then turned and walked into the bungalow behind him, spotting a group of soldiers close to the wall, on alert.

Their positioning was very strict; if one were to attack any of them, their comrades would instantly notice anything amiss. The soldiers on the rooftops would also realize that something was wrong, unless one could directly take out this whole piece of the military force.

But that sounded very unrealistic, unless they started to chaos within their ranks.

So Xu Shuo simply walked out of the encirclement brazenly and stood at the outermost boundary to watch the spectacle.

The Capital Commandant was actually not far from him, standing on the edge of another rooftop, overlooking the entire battlefield, unafraid of being sniped.

Even, he himself was holding a sniper rifle.

The crosshair was originally aimed at Doctor Kong, who was showing half of his head from under an eave, but as soon as he noticed the abnormal fluctuation of smoke, the muzzle quickly shifted away.

"Bang!"

The Capital Commandant fired a shot in that direction.

The bullet pierced through the smoke drifting in the air, and ultimately, whether it hit anything was unknown as no movement resulted.

"Capital Commandant."

At that moment, Xu Shuo looked up and said to him, "Just now, it seemed like someone was trying to break out from where I was. By waiting like this, could we inadvertently be giving the enemy a chance to escape?"

The Capital Commandant, who had just missed a shot, set down the sniper rifle, his eyes dark and unreadable.

...

...

In the rubble following the explosion, the Male Waiter hid behind a barrier, nervously touching his left shoulder.

Although he had turned to run in time, suddenly, a bullet came flying from somewhere, aiming straight for his heart!

In that instant—

Feeling a chilling terror, the Male Waiter got nervous and accidently tripped over a brick on the ground, then at the last critical moment, he plummeted to the street!

Although falling over while escaping sounded somewhat embarrassing, he narrowly dodged the bullet.

This misadventure made him hesitant to try breaking out again; instead of taking a chance while the dust settled, it might be better to quickly dig a tunnel.

No sooner thought than done, the Male Waiter began to look through his props.

In this world, props that surpass the world's base capabilities could not be used, but ordinary ones, such as healing items or unremarkable grenades, could.

Although the memory of the plot would be blurred, the props players prepared specially before entering wouldn't be blocked.

This is why even though reading walkthroughs would lead to memory blocking, forums still held many playthrough strategies; they were all for preparing the right tools for the scenario.

Moreover, he had been specially assigned to this scenario for a golden opportunity—how could he not be prepared?

The Male Waiter opened his system backpack and saw all kinds of spy props, from monitors, bugs, scanners to disguise makeup, voice changers, and bombs—all that one could possibly need.

But in fact, he barely used any of them.

The Male Waiter took out several grenades, planning to throw them out when the dust settled a bit, and the soldiers outside began to tighten the encirclement again. That way, more people would be hit by the blast.