Chapter 93

The gunfire at the main gate was brief but intense, lasting only a couple of seconds before it stopped. However, this was enough to wake up everyone inside the Huang Mansion.

Zhang Xinghai quickly led his soldiers to the main gate. There was no time to ask why they had been exposed; he simply nodded to a tall and strong soldier.

Everyone quickly dispersed to take cover, except for that soldier, who stood at the main gate and pulled out military explosives from his backpack.

Setting, adjusting, igniting, and retreating, nine seconds later, a massive explosion echoed, and a huge flame rose, shining brightly in the dark night.

The main gate of the Huang Mansion, as if bitten by an unknown monster, was shattered into a pile of burning debris. The steps, pillars, and lintels were all gone, leaving a large pit nearly half a meter deep.

The nearby walls were also partially blown down! The residents of the Huang Mansion and the surrounding houses with glass windows suffered as well, with the shockwave shattering all the glass!

Zhang Xinghai did not choose to climb over the wall because it was equipped with barbed wire and guarded by trained dogs, with occasional patrols. It would be almost impossible to sneak in quietly.

Moreover, no one knew what the terrain was like beyond the wall! If there were traps or ambushes, it would only cause trouble.

On the contrary, the main gate, which was the most difficult to breach in his mind, turned out to be the weakest point in the defense. According to the simple map provided by Hu Conglu, the road behind the main gate led directly to the main house. It would take only a few seconds to charge through the gate and storm in!

As for the iron gate, which was over two meters high, several dozen centimeters thick, and never opened before dawn, ordinary assassins or enemies would be helpless. However, to an army armed to the teeth, it was nothing!

In the face of the immense power of military explosives, no iron gate could stand!

Crouching, hands covering his ears, and mouth wide open, Zhang Xinghai lowered his hands and shook his head fiercely after the explosion subsided. Regaining his senses, he quickly led his men into the Huang Mansion.

The gatehouse was destroyed, and the people inside were likely unable to escape. On the ground inside the main gate, there were over a dozen bodies, all with straightened bodies and blood flowing from their seven orifices. These were the bodyguards of Mr. Huang, who had hidden behind the gate to prepare for a firefight upon hearing the gunfire. They had not expected to encounter such powerful military explosives and died from the shockwave, which shattered their internal organs.

After leaving some men to provide support, Zhang Xinghai led his men over the bodies and rushed into the Huang Mansion.

Mr. Huang was sleeping soundly, and the gunfire at the main gate did not wake him up. It was only when the butler desperately knocked on the door that he woke up.

With a start, Mr. Huang shouted in anger and got out of bed to open the door. At that moment, a massive explosion sounded, followed by the shattering of glass! Mr. Huang quickly threw himself to the ground, now fully awake!

Mr. Huang, a ruthless and powerful figure who had risen from the bloodshed, had never experienced such an attack in all his years in the city!

Most importantly, the attackers were not friendly. Knowing his identity and still daring to attack, and using explosives! Mr. Huang, a man of the world, knew from the power of the explosion that this was not some homemade explosive but definitely military-grade! This was a serious problem.

As he quickly descended the stairs, Mr. Huang suddenly heard the sound of intense gunfire from the front hall. From the density of the gunfire, he immediately judged that there were at least ten or more submachine guns!

"Damn it!" Mr. Huang cursed, turning sharply in another direction. "We can't hold them off!" He knew this very well, completely surprised by the speed of the attack. They were already at the front hall!

The attackers had strong firepower, and the bodyguards of the Huang Mansion could not resist. The most important thing now was to escape and then gather forces to take revenge!

Mr. Huang, who had dominated the city for decades, was filled with rage! He was being humiliated! This grudge must be avenged! With bloodshot eyes, he panted heavily as he ran towards the back door.

In the front hall, the battle was still intense. Zhang Xinghai's on-the-spot command was lacking. After charging into the front hall without hesitation, several soldiers were hit by the ambush of the bodyguards.

"Damn it!" Zhang Xinghai's eyes turned even redder as he saw his comrades die on the ground. He charged out of cover, firing his MP18 at the bodyguards, and the other soldiers followed, unleashing a fierce barrage!

The bodyguards of the Huang Mansion, armed with short guns, were initially effective in an ambush. However, in a direct firefight, the disparity in firepower became apparent.

The MP18, though inaccurate, was a formidable weapon in the narrow front hall, which was no more than thirty meters wide. The firefight ended quickly, as one magazine could only last so long.

While changing magazines, Zhang Xinghai finally calmed down. Seeing several more soldiers fall, his eyes almost spitting fire, he suppressed his urge to charge and signaled to the soldiers hiding behind cover.

Soon, several smoke grenades landed beside the bodyguards. The experienced and bold bodyguards of Mr. Huang, instead of being frightened, quickly grabbed the grenades to throw them back!

They knew that grenades had a delay, and as long as they were brave and quick, they could throw them back without any harm!

This was a correct thought and action, but they were facing soldiers who had received strict German training and were battle-hardened veterans!

Controlling the delay of the grenade was a mandatory training subject! This was also due to Zhang Xinghai's poor command; he had completely underestimated the bodyguards and was too proud!

He should have thrown grenades before charging in! Realizing this now was not too late. Zhang Xinghai was now focused on capturing Mr. Huang and avenging his comrades, with no time for reflection or punishment.

The bodyguards had just grabbed the grenades when they exploded! Several loud explosions and piercing screams followed. Tables, chairs, and even limbs were flying everywhere.

The firepower of the bodyguards immediately weakened, and the massive shockwave destroyed the defense line! Before the smoke cleared, Zhang Xinghai led his soldiers to charge in.

Firing at anything on the ground, whether alive or dead, the soldiers were completely enraged. Apart from the target, Mr. Huang, everyone else was doomed!

After clearing the front hall, the soldiers split into several groups to clear each room. They first fired a burst at the door, then kicked it open and threw a smoke grenade inside. After the explosion, they charged in and fired a burst.

Zhang Xinghai led several soldiers straight to the second floor, where Mr. Huang's bedroom was. After kicking the door open and searching, they found no trace of Mr. Huang. Zhang Xinghai punched the wall in frustration, his lips bleeding! Several soldiers had already died, and these were his comrades!

There was no time to waste; he quickly pursued towards the back of the main house. "I must not let Mr. Huang escape!" This was the only thought in Zhang Xinghai's mind!

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Where was Mr. Huang? When the battle in the front hall was still intense, Mr. Huang first ran towards the back door. Just as he was about to reach it, he suddenly stopped, and the butler, who was following him, crashed into him!

Turning around, Mr. Huang slapped the butler and calmed down. He thought, "The back door is too obvious! Anyone with a brain would set up an ambush there. If I go out, I'll be walking into a trap!"

In a moment, Mr. Huang turned to the few bodyguards behind him and said, "To the side door!"

The Huang Mansion had a hidden side door on the wall near the alley, which was rarely opened and not easily noticeable from the outside. Few people knew about its existence.

Mr. Huang led his men quickly to the side door, running faster than the butler, which was hard to believe! Indeed, in a life-or-death situation, human potential is limitless.

After a short while, passing through a small forest and a garden, they reached the side door. Two bodyguards turned the winch, slowly opening the door.

Mr. Huang grabbed the butler and kicked him out. After waiting a moment and seeing no movement, he quickly crouched and rushed out of the side door.

Zhang Zhonglin was a very intelligent student, always ranking at the top of his class at the military academy. However, he was not a bookworm; his strength was in observation and thinking.

After receiving the task to guard the back door, he began to think. Normally, if Mr. Huang escaped the first wave of attack, he would run to the back.

However, if Mr. Huang was calm and experienced, he would quickly realize that if the attackers could breach the front, there would certainly be an ambush at the back!

Zhang Zhonglin felt that even if Mr. Huang chose to escape through the back door, there would not be many people. A few submachine guns would be enough to pin them down.

Therefore, he decided to leave only four soldiers to guard the back door, while the rest were positioned along the wall at intervals of about a hundred meters to prevent Mr. Huang from escaping through any hidden areas. He did not expect that his strategy would actually work!