The Conspiracy of the Elites

Boom!! The organization finally started revealing trump cards, as the commander was launched from his car like a rocket.

Clark was shocked, as he knew that this was a result of high-grade air compression technology being used. The commander was launched straight at the giant erected shield, they quickly collided with a loud sound.

Bang!! Bang!! Bang!! He started the battle immediately, as he wreaked havoc on the shield. The part where he landed, shattered on contact with his swords. His response to the police blockade was fast and decisive.

The sight quickly fired up his soldiers, as they felt their blood pressure gradually going up. He worked on expanding the shield crack, while he ignored the heavy firepower raining down on him. He meant it when he said he was going to spearhead their escape.

A lot of soldiers jumped down in a frenzied state, including the 3 executioners, as they charged into the battle. The policemen retaliated with as much aggression as their opponents, they reaped lives every second.

This status quo only stayed for about ten seconds, before the ranged specialist, executioner Dave finally showed his worth as the second in command in the base.

Clark was astonished as the man started executing a battle art, “The bullet encyclopedia”. His heart changed gears in shock, due to the abruptness at which the situation was changing.

He couldn’t think deeper, as bullets were released randomly on the battlefield. Anti-gravity bullets, shield weakening bullets, stun bullets and a myriad of other bullets flew out in rapid succession.

After cadets graduate and become soldiers, any high-grade soldier that emerges is eligible to learn a battle art. Lower-grade soldiers didn’t have the strength, endurance, and mental capacity to perform a battle art.

Battle arts was first created by Helix the conqueror, which later became a very essential gauge for a high-grade soldier’s capability. There is a very high probability, that high-grade soldiers with a battle art can completely crush the same graded soldiers without one.

Complete mastery of a battle art is very useful, as to normal soldiers, it’s just like a superpower. Most battle arts were created, via the study of some martial art maneuvers and techniques.

Now, Clark finally knew why this guy had an extra exotic weapon. It's because he mastered a battle art.

The police didn’t expect this, as anti-gravity bullets landed on dozens of policemen. The unlucky policemen were disoriented, as the law of gravity became inverted for them. They rose from the ground, floating in the air against their will, as they became floating targets to the soldiers.

Zap!! Zap!! Zap!! Dozens of other policemen were electrocuted, as they all stiffened, becoming static targets to the soldiers.

Clark was frozen in fright and shock, as the executioner expertly rotated between the bullets, directly changing the momentum of the battle.

The bullet encyclopedia was a very famous, and hard-to-learn battle art, as it could directly change the trajectory of a battle if paired with high-grade bullets.

The bullets the executioner used were of the lowest quality, as high-grade anti-gravity bullets could make the police cars float and high-grade stun bullets could electrocute a very wide area.

The policemen’s offensive faltered, as the ranged high-grade soldier coordinated with the other 3 executioners impeccably.

Despite this advantage, they still needed a miracle to escape, as the sheer scale of the policemen from all the nearby towns gathering was simply mind-blowing. Clark didn’t have to wait long, as the commander finally decided to execute his battle art.

“The frenzied maneuver,” he thought in recognition while watching the commander keenly.

Boom!! Boom!! The commander activated his sword’s force field, as he cut the remaining 2 police vehicles obstructing him in two, clearing a path forward.

With the force field, his sword was far sharper and carried more impact force. He fought in a frenzy, as his attacks became more precise, stronger, and faster through channeling his battle art.

Whoosh!! Whoosh!! Heads flew everywhere he went, as he beheaded every policeman obstructing him, with them being unable to resist.

His advancing figure seemed like an asura here to take lives, as his sword grew dark red from the blood of the policemen. He left a trail of blood behind, as the first terrorist vehicle finally crossed the blockade.

Every minute of the battle, policemen died, as the battle became a war of attrition. A battle art drains a lot of energy and endurance. After over an hour of executing it, the commander finally stopped, as he helped his soldiers cross the blockade.

The ranged executioner already stopped his battle art long ago, as he was still just a soldier with only one breakthrough. His endurance was far lower than that of the commander.

But despite that, he was still undoubtedly the man of the battle, as his battle art was simply a game-changer. The perfect scenarios he set up for their soldiers, helped a lot in them being able to create an opening. The attrition continued for over 4 hours, as both sides lost a lot of men.

Due to how chaotic the battle was, Clark spent most of his time watching the fight of the high-grade soldiers and dodging to reduce the damage his armor received as much as possible.

Well, the commander was busy, so what prevents him from taking advantage of them? After a lot of ups and downs, the last intact terrorist vehicle finally passed the blockade, as they quickly went on the run, despite their extremely hot engines from all the explosions.

They fled quickly, while still shooting back from their vehicles to disrupt the police's pursuit. The policemen pursued them relentlessly, as they still exchanged fire for 2 hours before they finally lost their pursuers.

Despite the flashy displays by the commander and the executioners, the atmosphere among the terrorists was very sad, as the losses today were simply too much.

They continued traveling for hours, as the police aggression frightened the hell out of them. They tried to travel very far away from this area, meeting another police ambush was a nightmare they didn't want to encounter again.

Night finally came as darkness covered their fleet of vehicles, but they were still on the run as the commander refused the executioner’s requests to rest.

The only thing illuminating the night was the headlights of the fleet of vehicles, they traveled in the darkness like a clan of immigrants.

After being on the run for about another 2 hours, they finally decided to stop and camp in the nearby forest. The towns were now becoming too dangerous to enter.

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