Chapter 1 Gu Baisun

It was a little after nine at night at the Dragon City General Bureau.

Gu Baisun sat in his office, sorting through the summary reports from the day's interrogations.

Under the control of the Anti-Terrorism Bureau, the sounds of protest outside the window had diminished, but the crowd had not dispersed, instead holding banners and continuing to linger at the entrance.

The General Bureau's arrest operation was still ongoing, with people constantly being escorted back to the interrogation rooms by the action teams for strict screening. An increasing amount of intelligence and data was being sent to Gu Baisun.

"Pa, pa!"

After tidying up the documents and putting them into a file bag, Gu Baisun turned to Da Xiong, who was waiting beside him, and said, "Arrange a team to come with me. We'll go out through the back door and head to the administrative building."

Da Xiong nodded. "Okay, I'll arrange it."

With that, he picked up the walkie-talkie and began to deploy personnel.

Gu Baisun was meticulous. He knew the situation in Dragon City, and he understood the situation he would face under such iron-fisted methods, as well as the situations faced by Li Mingsheng and Su Tianyu above him.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, he decided to report to Li Mingsheng once a day, reporting the results of the day's interrogations and work content face-to-face, making the necessary parts transparent.

Ten minutes later, Da Xiong arranged the vehicles and personally escorted Gu Baisun out of the back door of the General Bureau with a group of guards.

Soon, a line of vehicles slowly drove away from the General Bureau. The vehicles maintained a certain distance from each other, with military vehicles from the Anti-Terrorism Bureau leading the way, heading towards the administrative building along a predetermined route.

…

About seven or eight minutes later, the convoy arrived at a street corner. A large number of vehicles were parked ahead, blocking the road in a haphazard manner.

There were also many police cars from the police department parked at the scene, with ear-piercing sirens blaring. Many people were watching from the sidelines, taking pictures and enjoying the spectacle.

With the road blocked, they could not follow their planned route. The convoy had to stop temporarily and pull over to the side of the road.

Gu Baisun sat in the car, glanced outside, and turned to instruct Da Xiong, "Go see what's going on."

"Okay."

Da Xiong pushed open the car door and walked over with a dozen guards, quickly making contact with some people in police uniforms.

During this time, many guards stood by Gu Baisun's car, protecting his safety.

After waiting for a few minutes, Da Xiong returned to the car and said to Gu Baisun, "A shooting… a shooting occurred near the Longkou Police Department. People died at the scene, and there was a series of collisions involving the cars behind. It's temporarily impassable."

Dragon City was very chaotic, and it was easy for such incidents of looting and robbery to occur.

Hearing Da Xiong's explanation, Gu Baisun frowned and pondered.

Da Xiong thought for a moment and proactively suggested, "The police department is handling it. Our relationship with them has been tense lately. Should we take another route?"

Gu Baisun thought for a moment and nodded. "Okay."

Everyone returned to the cars, and the convoy slowly turned around and left in another direction.

…

Hua District, Yanbei, Qin Mansion.

In the study of the mansion, Qin Yu sat at a spacious table, looking down at the intelligence sent back from the front lines by Wang Dingyuan. Around him were many elderly men in unmarked military uniforms and plain clothes, discussing something in low voices.

In addition to a large pile of documents, there were tea and refreshments on the table, and Butler Feng was busy serving the elderly men.

While Dragon City was in turmoil internally, it was also under heavy pressure externally. The armies of the First District continued to advance, and various disturbances occurred in the Old Mo region.

The group was discussing these matters.

After a while, Qin Yu put down the document in his hand, looked at everyone, and said slowly, "I've read the on-site information. Our mercenary group has successfully landed along the coast of Old Mo and is cooperating with the Old Mo government forces to carry out a certain degree of blockade internally. The effect is okay."

The group nodded slowly upon hearing this.

Qin Yu paused and added, "However, I think the confrontation between the Dragon City garrison and the An family's legions is a bit weak. It's still not enough to go head-to-head with the First District. They've already begun to shrink back."

Hearing this, an elderly man with a thin frame and a cold expression, surnamed Gu, crossed his legs and said, "In recent years, the First District has been involved in many wars, openly and secretly, but none have threatened the security of their mainland. And Dragon City's location relative to the First District is like the distance from the toilet to the front door. If Dragon City changes, their mainland may suffer war, which is something they cannot tolerate. The reason for this large-scale troop mobilization so close to the front is here."

Several people nodded in agreement and began to discuss this. Everyone had their own opinions on the war, and various ideas collided, quickly leading to a consensus.

While these old men were discussing, Qin Yu interlocked his fingers and said after a long moment of contemplation, "How about this…"

The group turned to look at him.

Qin Yu cleared his throat and continued, "At this stage, we should first stabilize the situation in Dragon City and resolve the internal problems of Old Mo as soon as possible. We…"

"Dilingling!"

In the middle of his sentence, the telephone beside him suddenly rang, interrupting Qin Yu.

Butler Feng walked over, picked up the phone, and said in a gentle tone, "Hello, this is Commander Qin's residence."

A series of urgent voices came from the phone. After listening, Butler Feng's expression changed drastically!

"Dang!"

The handset slipped from his hand and slammed heavily on the table.

The group was startled and turned to look at Butler Feng. They found that his face was pale and his eyes were flustered.

Qin Yu frowned and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Butler Feng slowly turned his head and said after a long while, "A call from South Shanghai City. General Wu Tianyin, General Chen Jun… have passed away, with less than five minutes between their deaths…"

Hearing this, Qin Yu's mind went blank, and he was instantly stunned.

The old men around him were also silent, and the atmosphere in the study instantly became a little oppressive.

That night, a shooting star flew across the sky over Hua District...

The fall of two veteran generals who had dominated the Asia-Pacific Alliance for decades also signified the end of an era.

…

Dragon City, a certain street.

There were not many people on the street. Under the dim streetlights, Gu Baisun's convoy was driving quickly, heading towards the administrative building.

At this moment, in a residential building next to the street.

A young man stood by the window, his forehead covered in sweat, nervously pulling back the curtains and looking down at the convoy below.