CHAPTER 517: CHAPTER 517: FIND THE CHICAGO BRANCH’S AGENT, THE MOLE!

Florida, a hotel parking lot near the airport.

"9 hours ago, a few kilometers north of that abandoned port, someone called the police saying they found two suspicious individuals with gunshot wounds, still holding weapons."

Fingers dancing on the keyboard, Mona’s laptop screen quickly displayed the emergency call recording received by the Florida Police Center.

The caller was a young woman who suspected that those two individuals had just smuggled themselves into the country.

Chenier furrowed her brows:

"Did the police find those two individuals?"

"NO."

Mona shook her head, indicating that the local police just drove around the reported area casually before leaving. They did not find any trace of the two individuals or intended to search for them. Smuggling people into Florida is common.

"However, I found them."

Mona tapped on the keyboard again. It was surveillance footage from a supermarket near the reported area. The footage showed someone sneaking into the supermarket storeroom and quickly leaving after stealing some emergency supplies.

Mona zoomed in on the person’s face. It was Norberto, one of the seven members of the Chicago Special Investigation Team.

"Two hours after this surveillance footage was taken, a gun battle broke out on the southeast side of that supermarket.

According to descriptions from people who called the police, one party in the gunfight was a duo with only handguns and wounds, and the other party was a dozen fully armed individuals."

Mona continued tapping on the keyboard and then showed the computer screen to Luo An and her two companions, proudly saying:

"The road surveillance showed that those two individuals have been captured. They are currently in an abandoned industrial park ten kilometers west of the battle site!"

"Nicely done!"

Excited upon hearing this, Winslow and Chenier’s faces lit up. Luo An, with one sweeping gesture, declared loudly:

"Let’s move out, to the industrial park!"

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At two-thirty in the morning, in a region of Florida, outside an abandoned industrial park.

Before coming to this abandoned industrial park, Luo An, virtually weaponless, first brought Winslow with her NSA credentials to "borrow" a batch of tactical gear from the local law enforcement.

Of course, according to regulations, the transfer form for the equipment required an identity, and Luo An left the name Trick Kennedy.

Luo An, Winslow, and Chenier donned bulletproof vests and inspected their rifles, ammunition, and other equipment. They had already infiltrated another building in advance. In charge of logistics, Mona was also ready, tapping on her keyboard and saying coldly:

"Enemy situation confirmed. Infrared thermal imagery shows a total of 13 enemies, 4 on the second floor, 4 on the third floor, and 5 on the fourth floor.

Additionally, according to the thermal imaging, two individuals are tied to chairs in the center of the fourth floor, most likely the Chicago Special Investigation Team members we’re looking for!"

"Good."

Luo An pressed a few buttons on her communicator to ensure it was working properly, then started to formulate an action plan and instructed:

"Chenier, you take the second floor. Winslow, you’re responsible for the third floor. I’ll take the fourth floor.

Infiltrate from appropriate locations on my command, grenades first, prioritize your own safety, and decide whether or not to leave any survivors based on the situation!"

Luo An was confident in capturing survivors for interrogation, but because she was concerned about potential injuries to Winslow and Chenier, she prioritized their safety.

"Understood!"

Winslow and Chenier nodded firmly. With a gesture from Luo An, the three of them immediately crouched with their weapons raised and swiftly infiltrated the industrial park from different directions, heading straight for the target building.

Moving silently to the back of the building, Luo An pulled out a bottle of [Swift Potion] and a bottle of [Featherfall Potion] and downed them.

A sharp glint flashed in her eyes. Luo An slung the rifle behind her back and leaped upward from the ground with a powerful push, grabbing onto the concrete surface and then the iron railing, swiftly climbing up without anyone noticing, and soon moved from the first floor to the fourth.

"I have reached the designated location."

Amid the ruins of the fourth floor, Luo An hid behind a pillar, crouching with her rifle, carefully observing the enemy not far opposite through the scope, and spoke in a low, expressionless voice:

"I have located the positions of 5 enemies. I don’t see the hostages."

Mona’s position allowed her to see the hostages but not Luo An.

Hearing Luo An state her position, a hint of surprise flashed in Mona’s eyes. She did not understand how Luo An could move there so quickly but still swiftly responded:

"The two hostages are behind the wooden cabinet behind the second enemy to your right."

After observing closely for a moment, Mona’s voice suddenly turned cold:

"Hostage identity confirmed, one male and one female. The male is Norberto, who we found earlier, and the female is Agent Donita from the Chicago Special Investigation Team.

Both appear to have been injected with a truth serum and do not seem to be in good condition."

"I know."

Luo An’s gaze flickered before she asked:

"Winslow, Chenier, how are you guys doing?"

"Have reached the designated location."

Chenier on the second floor was the first to respond, and just a few seconds later, Winslow’s breathing came through the communicator:

"Have reached the designated location. Attention! The enemy on the third floor has an RPG, the enemies where you are might also have similar weapons, be extremely careful!"

"Understood."

Chenier, in a corner of a room on the second floor, narrowed her eyes and nodded firmly, Luo An reached behind to pull out two grenades from his lower back, and said in a deep voice:

"Start the countdown, act after three seconds!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

The moment the final count was reached, several identical grenades flew fiercely from different positions on the fourth floor, third floor, and second floor towards the areas where the enemies were stationed!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The deafening explosions suddenly erupted, and the glass within the factory was instantly shattered into shards. Several gunmen didn’t even have time to react before they were blown away and knocked to the ground by the grenades.

"Enemy attack!"

"Attention! Enemy presence!"

"Right side, right side!"

"Watch out for grenades!"

"Counterattack! Mother Fucker! Counterattack! Counterattack!"

Bang bang bang—

In an instant, the second floor, third floor, and fourth floor erupted with gunfire and successive explosions.

Winslow and Chenier, following Luo An’s earlier instructions, first cleared a path with grenades, killing two enemies. Then, in the moment when the enemies didn’t have time to react, they quickly raised their weapons and fired, easily killing the two remaining enemies.

On the fourth floor, the two grenades Luo An threw successfully blasted two enemies away, their bodies falling straight to the first floor through the gaping holes.

The moment the glass shattered, Luo An, like a cheetah, burst out with weapon in hand, rapidly charging towards the three remaining enemies.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Two shots to the chest and one to the head, just as the two enemies were lifting their muzzles, they were sent off to meet their maker by six bullets from Luo An.

"Son of a bitch!"

The last bald enemy’s eyes flashed with shock, but at the same time, his face was filled with fury as he raised the rifle in his hands to pull the trigger at Luo An.

Bang bang bang—

The next second, like a ghost, Luo An moved to the side of the bald man, grabbing and raising his rifle upwards so that all his bullets missed.

Then, Luo An kicked the man’s shin, causing him to uncontrollably bend over to kneel, and with that momentum, raised his right fist and punched the bald white man in the head under his astonished gaze.

Thump—

The next second, the bald white man’s eyes rolled back, his body went limp, his weapon dropped to the floor, and he passed out right there.

"Enemies on the second floor have been cleared!"

"Third floor cleared!"

"Enemies on the fourth floor are also dealt with, reload your guns and quickly come upstairs.

Mona, you come too."

Just saying a word through the communicator, Luo An crouched down and took out handcuffs to shackle the bald white man’s hands and feet together, then he walked past the cupboard towards the hostages behind it.

A man and a woman were tied to two chairs, their faces swollen and covered with wounds, eyes seemingly open and shut, mouths trembling and occasionally whispering something softly.

Luo An frowned slightly while untying the two people and gently patted their cheeks:

"I am Luo An Greenwood, your team leader should have mentioned me.

How are you? Can you hear me?"

The next second, Agent Norberto suddenly opened his eyes wide, grabbed Luo An’s arm, and shouted hoarsely:

"Mole! Report to headquarters! There’s a mole!"