Principal Pu’s home.

Pu Xueli knocked out those audacious young men, informed the security bureau, and then directly threw them at the doorstep.

He shut the door, locked it, and walked back to the dining table, moving with fluid grace.

Sitting back in his seat, he laughed heartily, "Just a few youngsters, no big deal. Let’s continue eating, don’t let this spoil the mood."

After a pause, he added, "Tomorrow I’ll definitely file a complaint against our district’s security bureau. What is that director doing, allowing armed punks to come in and cause trouble?"

Lv Bai didn’t object, after all, he hadn’t been to the Central District before and didn’t really understand the local customs.

But just at that moment.

The dance and song program originally playing on the TV in the living room was suddenly interrupted by a signal switch.

The switched footage had no host, no voice-over narration, not even the usual yellow-text-on-black-background news titles.

All it showed was stomach-churning, brutal slaughter.

Gunfire and screams accompanied the footage, resonating from the TV.

The cameraman had chosen an excellent position: the clarity and stability of the footage almost captured the entirety of Bell Tower Square.

Moreover, the filming technique was outstanding, fully conveying the panic and despair among the crowd, as well as the cold, ruthless nature of the drone swarm.

Pu Xueli abruptly stood up, glaring at the TV screen.

His house was not too far from the administrative building, and he often passed by there, so he could identify the location at a glance.

Lü Ziyi instinctively reached out to cover Lv Qingyan’s eyes, not wanting the child to witness such a bloody scene.

Lv Bai raised an eyebrow, staring at Pu Xueli with a somewhat peculiar gaze, "Is this what you said we shouldn’t worry about? The protest gathering that happens several times a year?"

Pu Xueli’s lips twitched, followed by unusual anger.

As the principal of the Death Battle Campus, he was well-experienced and naturally suspected that this footage must be somewhat taken out of context.

However, the fact remained that the drones had cruelly massacred the populace.

With a grim face, he controlled his anger and said, "Lv Bai, you guys keep eating, I’m going to the City Council."

With that, he walked straight to the door.

Lv Bai unconsciously chuckled, "After seeing such footage, who could still eat?"

He casually responded and, without caring whether Pu Xueli agreed or not, followed after him.

Clearly, this footage was not just being shown on Pu Xueli’s TV.

If nothing unexpected happened, the entire shelter should be aware of this by now.

...

In front of Bell Tower Square.

The surviving and the fleeing protesting crowd were gradually being captured.

Under the intimidation of a large number of exoskeleton-armored soldiers, they dared not resist, only obediently putting on handcuffs, following the security personnel onto buses with barbed wire on the windows.

Besides, the square was mostly filled with long black body bags.

From the bulging appearance of the bags, at least one corpse was in each body bag.

"Move it, asshole,"

A security officer lifted a rubber baton, hitting a bruised middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man, likely scared out of his wits by the massacre, screamed in pain but did not resist, didn’t even show anger, only nodded compliantly.

But humans, as a species, will always have some who are fearless of death.

A handcuffed young man became more aggrieved as he thought about it and suddenly shoved the security personnel in front of him with his shoulder, angrily shouting.

"What exactly did we do wrong? This protest was legal! I don’t believe there’s no justice in this world!"

No one backed him up.

In response, there were only two sounds of firearms charging nearby.

A middle-aged officer glanced over coldly, "Execute on the spot."

Anyway, so many people had died already, one more wouldn’t make a difference.

But just as the exoskeleton-armored soldier lifted the energy gun and aimed at the young man, the charging light dimmed suddenly.

"What’s happening?"

The squad leader asked curiously, then waved a hand, "Switch to manual mode."

Before he finished speaking.

Buzz buzz buzz~

A dense buzzing sound suddenly erupted, and the drone swarm, parked on the ground, began to lift off.

"Is there another new combat mission?"

The squad leader hesitated for a moment, thinking there was no notice.

Fortunately, he wasn’t left wondering for long.

The drones ascending to mid-air gradually rotated and aimed their guns at the ground.

Seeing this, he immediately felt a strong sense of unease, instinctively pressing a button to raise the visor on his helmet.

The next second, countless small drones suddenly targeted these ground forces, unleashing a frenzy of firepower.

And this time, the drones, having received their instructions, had no firepower limitations.

In an instant, every drone deployed its only onboard small tactical nuclear missile.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!!

The terrifying explosions instantly blasted the ground forces into chaos.

Facing the blasts from all sides, the security personnel and protesting public without exoskeleton armor were instantly killed.

Of course, the exoskeleton-armored units didn’t fare much better. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Without any defense, half the forces were lost in the first wave of attacks.

Even without understanding what had occurred, the exoskeleton soldiers started to fight back spontaneously, gradually finding their comrades to form combat teams.

However, even if the soldiers maintained composure and took effective action, it wouldn’t significantly slow their casualty rate.

"Where is our air support!?"

"Fire the EMP grenades, it must be an override of the intelligent control systems."

There was a straightforward way to deal with these small drones.

Sadly, the entire unit lacked much weaponry in this regard.

They initially thought they were here to suppress a riot, dealing with some unruly citizens with makeshift cannons, who’d need such warfare equipment?

Because of this, the ground forces had no choice but to fight and retreat, awaiting backup.

It’s understandable; no one would willingly trade their life to perish with machines.

...

The successive massive explosions in Bell Tower Square left Pu Xueli, who arrived in a huff, dumbfounded.

They pushed through the crowd at the edges, securing the best vantage point.

After watching for a while, Lv Bai, standing next to Principal Pu, suddenly quipped, "Seems like there’s someone angrier than you, but this seems a bit too extreme."

Pu Xueli’s lips twitched again before he took a deep breath.

"This is rebellion, it’s war!"