That night, the stars shone without a moon, only the tall floodlights in the distance.

The lights emitted a faint glow, illuminating two three-story buildings.

The main building of the Prudo Hotel was where Yang Fei and others stayed.

Behind the main building was an open area serving as a parking lot.

Beyond the parking lot, there was another three-story building.

Surrounding both buildings were some low-rise subsidiary structures.

A wire fence with armed militants on guard encircled the perimeter.

The guns in the militants' hands provided the guests with a great sense of security.

There weren't many guests at the hotel, as few could afford three gold bars.

The deep night engulfed the entire Prudo Hotel in silence.

In the darkness, sporadic gunshots and screams of agony echoed from afar.

This had almost become the norm in Yasako.

Since Yang Fei and others arrived in this chaotic city, small-scale skirmishes, murders, and sniping had become commonplace.

The patrol squads responsible for maintaining urban security acted like firefighters, rushing to stabilize and secure the area constantly.

However, tonight, Prudo Hotel, heralded as the safest place in Yasako, encountered its most chaotic night.

At this moment, countless militants were lurking just outside the hotel's wire fence.

In the darkness, numerous eyes stared at Prudo Hotel.

A man with flax-colored curly hair hid behind a fortification.

He kept his infrared binoculars fixed on the dim hotel.

With his left hand, he held a lit cigarette, the red tip conspicuous in the dark.

At this moment, a slim figure stealthily approached from the front.

As it came closer, the guard beside the man immediately raised his gun and asked in a low voice, "Who?"

The person was startled and hurriedly raised his hands, "Don't shoot, it's me, Aka."

In the shadowy night, Aka wore a set of black sportswear.

The poor-quality black acrylic clothes blended seamlessly into the darkness.

The man with flax-colored curls gently gestured for the guard to let Aka through.

Aka walked up to the man and saluted him clumsily.

"Colonel, all targets are asleep. The extermination plan can begin anytime."

The Colonel nodded, eyeing Aka appreciatively.

"Well done, once this operation succeeds, follow me from now on, there will be benefits for you."

Aka's gaunt face broke into a servile smile as he bowed deeply.

"Thank you, Colonel. However, my boss Mosika must agree to this. Otherwise, he'll skin me alive."

The Colonel snorted and his face darkened.

"Your boss Mosika is useless, his men are trained to be as docile as dogs."

"Before tonight's operation, he argued with me in front of General Hart Shaman."

"Mosika said this group was powerful and could only be outsmarted, not defeated. Nonsense!"

At this point, the Colonel seemed extremely angry.

"That coward exaggerates the enemy to cover his own incompetence."

"What future do you have following such a boss?"

As he spoke, the Colonel grew angrier, his expression twisted.

"Once I retrieve the arms he lost and bring back the heads of these guys, let's see if he still dares to talk to me?"

Yesterday's battle was witnessed by Aka, who had seen Yang Fei and his team's prowess.

He hesitated, wanting to say something.

But, facing the domineering Colonel, he wisely swallowed his words.

The Colonel checked his watch and waved for the messenger.

His voice carried a chilling coldness.

"The time is up. Order the First Elite Squad to act."

"Try not to shoot, and avoid damaging the hotel's facilities."

The messenger saluted the Colonel and vanished into the night.

In the darkness, a thirty-man squad crossed the wire fence and sneaked into the hotel.

The entire process was silent; their formation resembled a long, hungry snake.

The Colonel lit another cigarette.

The red tip appeared conspicuously in the night, like a small torch.

Smoking the cigarette could easily reveal his position and make him vulnerable to a sniper's attack, but the Colonel didn't care.

The reason was simple: this was General Hart Shaman's territory.

And this hotel was also Hart Shaman's property.

The entire area of nearly a kilometer had been controlled by the soldiers the Colonel brought.

Every crossroads had fortifications, and every corner could hide snipers.

Aka served as the enemies' guide.

Initially, he planned to lead the intruders into Hart Shaman's pre-arranged traps.

However, neither Aka nor the Colonel expected Yang Fei's group to specifically request Prudo Hotel.

Prudo Hotel had always been Hart Shaman's property.

Yang Fei's group staying here was like entering the wolf's den.

The Colonel smoked another cigarette and picked up the binoculars to look at Prudo Hotel.

In the darkness, Prudo Hotel remained quiet.

The anticipated screams and commotion didn't occur, nor were there any gunshots.

The Colonel was very satisfied.

His soldiers, called the elite Imperial Guards of Hart Legion, had risen from the chaos.

They started as new recruits who couldn't even handle guns and became vicious like jackals and venomous like vipers.

During this period, they endured three years of war.

Over two thousand men, after brutal battlefield selection, turned into current battlefield elites.

Surviving thousands of battles proved their strength and power.

The Colonel yawned, glancing at Aka sideways.

"Our First Squad has already taken over the hotel; the battle will likely end soon. Is this your powerful enemy?"

He spat disdainfully, "A bunch of losers!"

Cold fear crept into Aka's heart.

"Colonel, something seems off. The hotel is too quiet."

"Moreover, the time taken by the First Squad is a bit too long."

The Colonel paused, feeling uneasy after Aka's reminder.

Aka's voice trembled.

"Colonel, listen to me. Boss Mosika was ambushed silently. I worry the First Squad might..."

Aka stopped himself, seeing the Colonel's unhappy face.

The Colonel sneered, "Don't compare my Imperial Guards with Mosika's rabble; we're a regular army, understand?"

Aka lowered his head silently, afraid to speak.

Despite his confidence, the Colonel couldn't help but doubt as he looked at the quiet hotel.

If everything went smoothly, the intruders should have been captured long ago.

The squad leader should have reported the battle situation to him by now.

Even if it wasn't smooth, there should have been gunfire from both sides.

But, this eerie silence made no sense at all.

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