ca-book Chapter 251 Lin Zhou completely goes berserk and mobilizes global forces
Chapter 251 Lin Zhou completely goes berserk and mobilizes global forces
Lin Zhou stared intently at the scattered metal fragments on the ground. His eyes, now completely crimson, churned with a destructive storm. With a violent heave of his chest, this ancient beast, its fury finally unleashed a terrifying roar. The roar, filled with boundless ferocity and killing intent, shook the bulletproof glass of the entire command center, causing it to vibrate and rattle.
The intelligence operator and the Shadow Squad Leader beside them were all trembling with fear. They had trained in this fortress for so many years, weathering countless storms, yet they had never felt such terrifying pressure from anyone. This had surpassed the limits of human anger; it was a pure destructive urge to drag the entire world down with them to hell.
Lin Zhou completely ignored the horrified looks from those around him. He strode over the scrap metal on the ground and grabbed the highest-level red encrypted communicator from the command platform. His slender fingers flew across the keyboard, typing in an extremely complex, 32-digit string of random keys.
The moment the communicator connected, a series of extremely violent coughs and the beeping of medical equipment came from the other end. Old Chen had just been dug out of the nerve gas-filled underground tunnel by the rescue team. This loyal head butler of the Lin family was lying on an emergency bed, breathing oxygen.
"Young Master... this old servant deserves to die!" Old Chen's voice was extremely weak, filled with endless regret and despair. He never expected that the enemy would use a military-grade electromagnetic pulse bomb to snatch the little princess away right under his nose.
"Shut up. This is not the time to hear your apologies." Lin Zhou's voice was cold and hard as iron, without any inflection, yet it carried a chilling sense of oppression. "You immediately pull out your oxygen tube and sit in front of the highest command platform of Xishan Fortress. I want you to use the ultimate authority of the Lin family head to fully activate the 'Space-Based' network."
Upon hearing the words "Tianji," Old Chen, lying on the emergency bed, suddenly widened his cloudy old eyes. Ignoring the nurses' attempts to stop him, he ripped off his oxygen mask. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but he remained oblivious.
"Young Master! You must reconsider!" Old Chen roared desperately into the communicator. "That's the global underground network that Master Lin poured the Lin family's billions into, a network he'd been building for ten years overseas! For the past seven years, to protect your safety, we've kept it completely silent. Once fully activated, the entire world's underworld will know you're still alive!"
Old Chen's heart was bleeding. He knew all too well the consequences of this network being awakened. The Black Bishop had been searching for the carrier of the "source code," and once the terrifying power of the Lin family, which had been dormant for seven years, was exposed to the light of day, it would be tantamount to directly announcing to the K organization and even all the greedy capitalists around the world: that living treasure trove was in Beijing!
"I don't care about anything else." Lin Zhou raised his head, a cruel and savage glint in his crimson eyes. "Since they dared to touch my daughter, since they dared to touch the only sore spot I, Lin Zhou, have ever crossed, then even if I completely shatter the heavens of this capital, even if I drag all the oligarchs in the world down with me, I won't hesitate!"
Lin Zhou gripped the communicator tightly, issuing the ultimate, all-or-nothing order, word by word: "No more hiding, no more maneuvering. I will use the most ruthless, unreasonable, and absolute force to turn the entire capital upside down! Execute immediately!"
Old Chen remained silent for a full two seconds on the other end of the phone. Then he abruptly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashing with an extremely crazed determination. Since the master was going mad, then this old man would go mad with him!
"Yes, Your Majesty! Lin Family Global Network, immediately lift the silence!"
With Old Chen's do-or-die order, a super storm, worthy of being recorded in the history of the underworld, swept wildly from the capital city to the world.
In a secret mercenary base far away in the Middle East, the mercenary kingpin codenamed "Bloodhound" was wiping his heavy sniper rifle. Suddenly, the specially made tactical computer on his wrist emitted an extremely piercing beep. A black and gold dragon emblem that had disappeared for seven years lit up on the screen.
Bloodhound abruptly stood up and, with frenzied fervor, kicked over the ammunition box in front of him. "All assemble! Board immediately! Our king has returned!"
Meanwhile, on the top floor of a skyscraper on Wall Street, across the ocean, several mysterious financial tycoons who controlled hundreds of billions of dollars in global capital gasped in shock as they watched the trading terminal suddenly flash a red command. It was a top-level capital mobilization order issued by the head of the Lin family.
Inside the West Mountain Fortress, Lin Zhou strode into the quantum computer room at the deepest part of the fortress. He sat down at the main control console, his hands moving like countless afterimages as he frantically typed on the keyboard. He completely abandoned all pretense, unleashing the cutting-edge hacking techniques from his mind without reservation.
"Master, the space-based network is fully online! We've forcibly taken control of twelve covert commercial satellites worldwide!" The intelligence operator's voice trembled with extreme excitement. "The satellite cameras are changing orbits and have all locked onto the skies above the capital!"
"Hack into every single traffic light in Beijing, every surveillance camera at every intersection, and even the dashcam footage of every single private car!" Lin Zhou stared intently at the tens of thousands of surveillance images before him, his eyes like those of a reaper hunting its prey. "Any car with four wheels, even if it's stuck in a sewer, dig it out!"
With Lin Zhou's extremely reckless actions, Beijing's network defense system instantly collapsed. Countless traffic police command center screens simultaneously displayed static before being forcibly switched to a top-secret feed tracking the black van.
Lin Zhou intended to use this absolute power to crush the Black Bishop hiding in the shadows and show him what a true dimensional reduction attack really was.
In less than a minute, the global underground cyberspace suddenly experienced an extremely bizarre freeze. Immediately afterwards, a blood-red bounty poster, exuding a strong sense of morbid aggression, was forcibly displayed at the top of the screens of all assassins, intelligence brokers, and hackers.
The bounty notice didn't specify the exact amount of money. It only contained a single, incredibly simple line of text that sent chills down your spine: "A reward of one billion US dollars will be given to anyone who provides the exact location of the unlicensed black van. A reward of ten billion US dollars will be given to anyone who brings the kidnapper's head, plus a favor from the Lin family conglomerate."
In a highly secretive underground bar in Europe, a top assassin, fresh from a mission, stared at the blood-red bounty poster that popped up on his phone screen. His whiskey glass slipped from his hand and shattered on the floor. He swallowed hard, turning to look at his equally stunned companion beside him.
"My God! Which fool dared to mess with this guy?"