I'll report this to the government and send all the main characters to jail.

Chapter 2: One phone call mobilizes the nation's sharpest weapon!

Beijing, National Security Center.

Li Wei, the young operative in charge of the call, took off his headphones, a strange look on his face.

He has been in the industry for three years and has received all sorts of phone calls.

Some people reported that their neighbors were spies, others claimed that aliens were about to invade...

But this one is definitely the most outrageous one yet.

"A reborn person?"

"An attempt at subversion?"

"Illegal arms dealing?"

It sounds like the opening of a web novel.

But the man's frighteningly calm tone, and the final, precise intelligence about the warehouse, made his heart pound.

"What's wrong, Xiao Li?"

A middle-aged leader dressed in a Zhongshan suit and with a refined appearance happened to pass by. Seeing Li Wei's expression, he casually asked a question.

This is Wang Qiang, the deputy director of their department.

"Director Wang."

Li Wei immediately stood up and briefly reported the contents of the call.

"...The other party did not leave any information, and the phone card was not registered under a real name, so it is now impossible to trace them."

Upon hearing this, Wang Qiang frowned slightly.

He took the call log, looked at the words "Reborn" on it, and fell into deep thought.

To ordinary people, this is simply a fantasy.

But being in their position, they encounter far more bizarre events than most people can imagine.

There are some things we must be wary of.

"It's better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't."

Wang Qiang pondered for a moment, then his eyes suddenly sharpened.

"This intelligence is so specific that we cannot ignore it."

"Notify the East China Sea branch immediately!"

He commanded decisively:

"Have them send people to secretly monitor Warehouse No. 7 at the port. If the intelligence is accurate, and while ensuring the safety of our personnel, capture all the criminals in one fell swoop!"

"yes!"

Li Wei felt a chill run down his spine and immediately turned around to relay the order.

An order was issued from the capital and arrived in Donghai City, a thousand miles away, at top speed.

A thunderous storm is quietly brewing against the "reborn".

-

Meanwhile, Su Chen had already returned to his dormitory.

In the dormitory, his roommate Liu Zhuang was wearing headphones, frantically typing on the keyboard while cursing.

"Damn! Does this jungler even know how to play?!"

Seeing Su Chen return from outside, Liu Zhuang took off one of his earphones and glanced at him.

"Hey, the top student's back?"

"Chenzi, what's the point of spending all your time in the study room? Finals are almost here, are you cramming at the last minute?"

Su Chen smiled but didn't say anything, continuing to tidy up his desk.

Seeing that he didn't react, Liu Zhuang came closer again, looking all mysterious.

"Hey, I have something to tell you, but don't tell anyone else."

"My cousin has been acting strangely lately, saying that the world is going to end and that I should stock up on food and drinks."

"Do you think he's read too many novels and lost his mind?"

Liu Zhuang laughed loudly, his face full of disdain.

Su Chen looked up at him.

In his previous life, after the apocalypse, Liu Zhuang got into a fight over half a bag of biscuits because he had nothing to eat, and was beaten to death.

His cousin, whom he described as "brain-damaged," had actually survived for a long time in a small shelter with his family because he had made preparations in advance.

"Maybe! Perhaps they're just being prepared!"

Su Chen replied casually.

He did not remind Liu Zhuang.

It wasn't that he was cold-blooded, but that he knew it was useless!

Before something happens, any warning will be taken as a joke.

Moreover, with him as the biggest variable in this life, ordinary hoarding of supplies is no longer very meaningful.

The real storm is elsewhere.

Su Chen sat down again, his gaze once more falling on the bullet comments that only he could see.

Where are the brothers from the East China Sea team? Start a live stream!

[What's the rush? It's still early until 10 o'clock! The boss said this shipment is enough to arm a regiment. We can take over a small city as a base, wouldn't that be wonderful?]

[Haha, I can already picture those ordinary people kneeling before us, begging for mercy after the apocalypse!]

[Is that "arms kingpin" who sells goods also a reincarnated person? He's really bold, daring to do this!]

[What are you afraid of? No one ever checked that warehouse in my past life, it's absolutely safe! That's the advantage of being a prophet!]

Seeing these comments, Su Chen's smile deepened.

Safety?

The advantage of prophecy?

He really wants to see how much your so-called "prophet" will be worth when the state's violent apparatus descends from the sky.

I opened my phone, clicked on a news app, and started reading leisurely.

It was as if the phone call that had stirred up national security concerns was not made by him at all.

Time passed, second by second.

The sky outside the window gradually darkened.

Downstairs in the dormitory, the sweet, intimate sounds of couples saying goodbye could be heard.

Liu Zhuang finished his game and went to wash up while grumbling.

The world remains as peaceful and serene as ever.

No one knew that a storm powerful enough to shake the entire Chinese leadership was about to unfold at the port of Donghai City.

Su Chen lay on the bed, put her phone aside, and closed her eyes.

He is waiting.

Waiting for a result.

One outcome that would allow him to fully board the giant ship of the nation and become a true chess player.

9:50 p.m.

Donghai Port.

The night was deep, and the sea breeze, carrying a salty and damp scent, made the cranes on the dock groan.

The remote Warehouse No. 7 was surrounded by silence.

But in the shadows hundreds of meters away, dozens of dark figures, like stalking cheetahs, had already silently completed their encirclement.

They are the most elite forces from the Donghai City National Security Bureau and the special police detachment that were urgently dispatched.

Everyone wears a miniature earphone in their ear.

"One group is in position."

"Group Two, in position."

"Snipers in position, all entrances and exits to the warehouse have been locked."

Calm reports came through the command channel.

The team leader was lying on top of a shipping container, observing the target warehouse with night vision binoculars, his palms already sweaty.

Tonight's actions were too sudden and too bizarre.

The higher-ups only said there were extremely dangerous illegal transactions and demanded that they do whatever it takes to catch the perpetrators red-handed.

He didn't know who was inside, or what kind of "big guy" it was.

But he knew this was absolutely the most important mission of his career.

"Attention all units, the target may be heavily armed. Once the operation begins, launch a swift and decisive assault, giving the enemy no time to react!"

"Repeat it, giving the other party no time to react!"

The commander's voice was cold and menacing.

In the darkness of night, everyone held their breath.

To them, the tightly closed warehouse door resembled the maw of a monstrous beast ready to devour its prey.

And they are the hunters who are about to rush into the jaws of the beasts.

Action is imminent!