In the name of supernatural powers

Chapter 67 Entering the Bang District
Foreign territory.

On the main traffic artery, a squad set up a temporary checkpoint, where heavily armed soldiers intercepted and inspected all passing vehicles.

On the right-hand side, at the highest point of the tall building, there is a fire support team deployed, and observers constantly patrol the surroundings with binoculars.

Along the main roads, a squad or company of soldiers were deployed every 3 kilometers, directly extending 30 kilometers and effectively controlling an area with a population of hundreds of thousands.

There was some resistance during the period, but it was quickly suppressed.

In the outer regions, the soldiers had no scruples; as long as someone showed a clear intention to attack, such as pulling out sticks, guns, or throwing objects, they could open fire.

Most of the gang members' weapons are pistols, with a small number of rifles, but these pose little threat to them.

With the development of modern weaponry, the greatest threat is not to superhumans, but to ordinary people who are powerless to even kill a chicken. Large-scale uprisings of ancient times will no longer be possible.

Mortal bodies cannot withstand the torrent of steel, and numbers cannot stop a hail of bullets.

The Federation's professional army is now very experienced in suppressing foreign states. Since the Great Cataclysm ended eight years ago and the Federation's Martial Virtue Hall was reorganized, the uprisings of the people have never stopped.

Every qualified Chinese soldier can only demonstrate loyalty by striking six times in one second.

In Chinatown, it's a different story. They have to count the bullets and report when they fire because it puts pressure on the public.

A convoy drove in from outside, and a new batch of soldiers got off the vehicles.

The lead jeep rolled down its window, and the squad leader stood at attention, saluted Lu Zhao, and said, "Reporting, sir, we have initially secured the main traffic arteries and Kabuki district, and successfully apprehended the target."

"Thank you for your hard work." Lu Zhao instructed, "Continue to control traffic. If any other units arrive, inform me first before proceeding to the next step."

"Yes!"

The class monitor of Class One salutes.

As a reinforced platoon soldier, he would absolutely carry out Lu Zhao's orders.

The vehicle continued forward, and through the car window, one could see a dark mass of citizens all around, buildings that had been neglected for years, and shacks that looked like eczema.

The vast majority of labor-intensive goods are produced in these densely packed shacks.

Lin Zhiyan said, "Senior, I have a way to identify the inclinations of local interest groups."

Lu Zhao asked, "What method?"

“An elder of mine once said that the outer region is the underlying characteristic of all local groups.”

Lin Zhiyan looked outside.

“Huaqu is a combination of a limited planned economy and a market economy. A large number of high-quality jobs are concentrated in state-owned enterprises. People no longer live in villages or towns based on their surnames, but in state-owned factory areas with schools, hospitals, supermarkets, and commercial streets.”

"The outer regions are under a system of tributary rule. The Federation only requires a certain amount of industrial products to be delivered. As for the ecosystem inside, it doesn't care at all, at least not on the surface."

Lu Zhao understood.

The system of tributary rule allowed local powers to freely create foreign territories without any legal risks.

So what are the interests and demands of the local groups in Fangcheng District?
He recalled that a while ago Lin Zhiyan had taken him to Kabukicho, where there were many prohibited items and even the food sold in the restaurants was beef.

Some things only need to be partially revealed to be clear.

Lu Zhao slowly uttered two words: "Smuggling."

“That’s right.” Lin Zhiyan nodded. “You can investigate this aspect further.”

Lu Zhao nodded, but he already knew the answer in his heart.

Lin Zhiyan was looking for bullets when she went shopping, while Lu Zhao was looking for a gun to fire those bullets.
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Kabuki district.

When Lu Zhao and his group arrived, the place had already been cleared out; the once bustling bars, brothels, billiard halls, and casinos were now completely silent.

A group of people were forced to squat in the middle of the road, surrounded by armed soldiers. Even the burly gangsters became docile in the face of steel guns.

Not being obedient is not an option; anyone who dares to be stubborn will immediately have their head smashed open with a gun butt.

Injuries and maiming are not considered. When faced with resistance from the people, the federal soldiers react like they're seeing a dog baring its teeth, instinctively wanting to kick it.

As Lu Zhao stepped out of the car, all eyes were immediately drawn to him. Accompanied by the 'tap-tap' sound of his military boots hitting the ground, the thousands of people pressed down on the road lowered their heads.

Whether it's a notorious gang leader, a powerful gang leader with a certain level of life development, or a fiercely competitive child gang, they all need to grovel before the authority of the Federation.

The squad leaders of the 11th and 12th squads jogged over, stood at attention, saluted, and said, "Reporting, sir! The border defense company has completed the suppression operation in the foreign territory."

Then came the routine briefing.

In this operation, the first border defense company suffered three minor injuries, killed fifteen enemy soldiers, and took control of approximately four thousand people.

The death toll is low, which is typical for most riot crackdowns.

The number of casualties in the riots fluctuated between tens and thousands. The exact number of deaths depended on whether there was a stampede. The army usually shot and killed a few dozen people, and then the rioters scattered like birds.

Moreover, this time the border patrol launched a surprise attack, and these gangsters were so frightened that they didn't even have time to react. A single command, "Hands up," was enough to make them all crouch down with their hands on their heads.

Lu Zhao asked, "What is the mission objective?"

"Inside the West Street bar, we also arrested 331 people. They all had ID cards, and some of them were quite influential."

Lu Zhao raised an eyebrow. Anyone with an ID card is a citizen, and the citizens who can come here to spend money are naturally not ordinary people.

"Take me to see it."

West Street Bar.

The ground was a mess, with spilled bottles everywhere, and two fully armed soldiers guarded the entrance.

As Lu Zhao walked inside, the crowd on the dance floor immediately stirred.

Unlike the fear shown by the people outside, several of them rushed toward him, pushing and shoving even after being stopped by soldiers.

A rich young man shouted, "My dad is Zhao De! My dad is Zhao De!"

Lu Zhao was about to leave when he heard this and immediately stopped.

He turned to Lin Zhiyan and said, "Even when you're dozing off, someone brings you a pillow. If he doesn't say anything, I'll just take him to the police station and let him pass through easily."

Citizens are subject to federal law, so they cannot be detained or held for too long.

The hundreds of people present will be handed over to the police later, so they will be separated from the people outside and placed in different locations.

Lin Zhiyan said, "Most second-generation rich kids are like this; they've been arrogant since childhood. Education is a very demanding thing; otherwise, why are there so many cases of the first generation going into politics and the second generation going into business?"

Families like the Lin family number no more than thirty in the entire Federation, averaging no more than three per county.

Lu Zhao instructed that a private room be given to the rich young man, then ignored the other man's shouting and went upstairs.
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A private office on the second floor.

Lu Bowen sat on the sofa, completely disoriented. Three soldiers watched him, preventing him from making any rash moves.

His entire body was thoroughly searched; no weapons or suicide tools were found.

"Sir!"

The soldier watching him suddenly stood at attention and saluted. Lu Bowen looked up and saw a man and a woman walk in.

The man was so handsome that he completely ignored the women.

"Lü Bowen?"

The man looked down at him, and Lü Bowen nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I will confess to anything!"

Lu Zhao pursed his lips.

He hasn't even said a word yet.

(End of this chapter)