Fatal Shot

“Emergency mission?” Feng Luo was dumbfounded but recovered immediately after.

In half a month since he changed his profession to Special Agent, the system had not given him a mission, and now, it has finally come.

The Special Agent warehouse had a lot of good items, even Legendary Grade items were in abundance. However, if he wanted to exchange for them, he needed points as well as a certain level of authorization.

Points were alright since Merit points could be used to exchange for SA points. However, authorization was only attainable by taking part in missions.

“The mission is a rescue operation, the target is a seven and a half year old girl. After rescuing her and reaching a location, someone will pick you up.” As the instructor, Haruko did not say much else but got straight to the point, the content of the mission.

On her side, a translucent screen appeared. On the screen was a blonde NPC girl with a very sweet smile, though her face seemed a little pale.

“The target’s name is Sulli Parkins, and she is currently inside Silvermoon City.” Haruko continued.

The name Sulli Parkins sounded familiar to Feng Luo. However, before he could activate his brain to try to recall the name, his attention was diverted to the mission location that Haruko mentioned. “Silvermoon City?”

“Yes, Silvermoon City. From trails of your movement from yesterday, you should know what has happened to Silvermoon City. That makes things easier, you’ll be in charge of the mission this time. Black Tortoise, Silver Cat, Undying Bird, and Shadow have all started moving. I have already sent the meeting point to your watch.”

“Four of them. Does this mean that all five agents have to take part in the operation? So, this is a team mission?” As Feng Luo heard Haruko’s words, he seemed a little shocked.

He did not expect his first mission to be a five-man team mission. Clearly, the mission was going to be quite difficult.

As for Black Tortoise, Silver Cat, and Undying Bird, these were all the codenames of the other four agents. Every player who became a Special Agent would have an internal codename.

Silver Cat was Digital Cat, Undying Bird was Phoenix, and Shadow was that Scout called Onishi.

Black Tortoise was Big Pineapple. His codename was given by Feng Luo. As for his codename, it was naturally a corresponding name…

However, Haruko’s answer surprised Feng Luo again. “That’s right, this is a team mission. However, you’re not the only five. The target is a bit unique. To ensure success, apart from your team, the other two Special Agent departments will also each send an experienced agent to take part in the operation.”

“This means that this is like a three-way competition mission!” Feng Luo raised his eyebrows slightly.

Among the three major Special Agent Departments, only the Federal Bureau of Investigations that they belonged to had five Special Agent players. This meant that the agents sent by the other two departments were NPC agents.

In the Special Agent examination around half a month ago, even Feng Luo was almost completely crushed by the three NPC Special Agent instructors.

It was only later that he knew that it was because these NPCs possessed the Force.

However, this time, he had also awakened the Force, and wondered if he had the strength to fight on par with these advanced combat NPCs.

“That’s right, can I…?” Feng Luo suddenly thought of something and asked Haruko on the screen, “I’ll take part in the mission. However, I am currently faced with a problem and am stuck inside an isolation zone. You should be aware of the situation in Silvermoon City yesterday night.” Feng Luo described his current predicament to Haruko.

“Alright, stay there for a while. I’ll deal with this. Also, I wish you all the best in the mission, Azure Dragon.”

(The author apologizes for the eighth-grader syndrome name…)

…

At the edge of the Federation, inside an old traditional mansion within a rural village.

William was walking towards the living room with two cups of iced juice that he got from the refrigerator in his hands.

Inside the living room, a muscular African NPC was standing beside the window. Another Caucasian NPC was seated on the sofa in the living room, browsing through a paper document in his hands.

This was the reason why he asked Wesker to give him two more days. He was being protected by two guards from the village.

He thought the decision he made yesterday after the disappearance of his daughter, was incredibly bad. He wanted to find his daughter very quickly. He used the G-virus and sought the help of the Federal Government.

Now that he had finally found some gaps to communicate with Wesker secretly and understood his conditions, the two guards who were initially sent to protect him had now become obstacles he needed to work around.

He was not going to tell the two guards about his deal with Wesker. After he found out the situation of Silvermoon City, he was worried that the Federal Government would refuse him using the G-virus to exchange for his daughter.

“Inspector Sam, drink some juice.” When the iced fruit juice was placed in the hands of the cool looking guard wearing sunglasses in front of the window, William’s hands seemed to shake slightly.

“Mr. William, thank you!” The African Guard smiled, received the juice from William, and drank it in one gulp.

“Sorry, Mr. William, I’d also like a cup.” The Caucasian NPC, who was looking through documents, raised his head and took the other cup of fruit juice from William. This made William, who was wondering how to ask the Caucasian guard, surprised and happy.

…

After a few minutes, William let out a breath of relief as he looked at the two NPC guards sleeping on the floor and sofa.

He quickly ran to his room on the second floor, grabbing a silver password-protected suitcase and quickly left his mansion.

The two cups of fruit juice weren’t lethal, and he only added sleeping agents that the biochip couldn’t recognize. For an expert like William, it wasn’t all that difficult to concoct a drug of that nature.

William carried the silver password-protected suitcase carrying the G-virus out of the house and started his energy SUV’s engine. As he did that, William did not notice a person sunbathing on top of a building over a dozen meters across from his mansion. The sides of the person’s sunglasses automatically extended as two earphones reached his ears. After that, the person said calmly, “The target has left the building. Proceed as planned!”

In an instant, two low-profile energy vehicles started secretly following William’s energy SUV.

As an ex-scientist of the Umbrella Company, William put all of his focus on researching the G-virus and creating drugs to help treat his daughter’s disease. Although he was amazing in virus research, in other aspects, he was definitely lacking.

For example, he did not know that for Chip experts, recovering the documents he destroyed was incredibly convenient and easy.

Similarly, he did not know that all his actions, including all the details of his secret conversation with Wesker, were all within the control of the Federation’s Special Agent Departments.

With regard to the G-virus, the Federal Government placed more emphasis on it than William imagined.

…

In a well-defended place, a building that belonged to the Central Intelligence Agency, inside the capital of the Federation of the game.

“My daughter, I really need you on this. If it’s someone else, I really won’t feel at ease. I’m not worried about the five new adventurers sent by the FBI, but I heard that the Security Agency is sending Nightingale. Although that guy has average combat strength, you should know that he is one of the best for something like this.” A fat and bald guy who looked at the person in charge was speaking through his communication device with a wretched laugh. He was a middle-aged fat man and had a Federation Senior Colonel military badge pinned on his chest.

“Yes, Nightingale! You should know, my intel has always been spot on.”

On the virtual interface inside the communication device, a woman wearing Special Agent goggles and a tight red leather suit could be seen. Her lean and long legs had a gun holster wrapped around it, and the wind was blowing at her neat and short hair. She was riding a silver heavy eight-cylinder energy motorcycle at maximum speed. She held a black revolver with a caliber larger than Feng Luo’s Tyrant with her slender right hand that did not seem fit to wield that revolver. She pressed on the trigger gently with her index finger.

“BOOM!”

A luxurious energy sportscar, in front of the heavy energy motorcycle, that was trying to escape flipped over after getting hit by the bullet. It rolled in the air before landing on the ground as a giant flaming fireball.

“Of course, you are my best agent, Ada.” The deafening gunshot and the loud explosion of the energy sportscar made the fat man shout in order to be heard.

The silver heavy energy motorcycle had already zipped past the burning zone.