The reborn policewoman's dog solves numerous major cases, shocking the nation.

Chapter 161 The Wailing Inside the Five Star Building

Inside the East Union Border Command Center.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

On the main screen, the awe-inspiring grand scene of ten thousand beasts attacking the city was still playing, continuously and relentlessly slapping the face of the United States.

On a small screen in front of Qi Gaowei, the most crucial and essential footage of this operation was being played.

That was real-time footage of Chu Sheng's team infiltrating, transmitted back by a miniature bionic drone disguised as a bat.

They watched helplessly as Chu Sheng easily opened the sturdy prison door in a manner that was almost "magical".

"What...what's the principle behind this?" A combat staff officer stared in disbelief and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Don't ask," Qi Gaowei said without turning his head. "Asking is metaphysics, asking is the end of science: 'Don't dismantle.' You'll get used to it."

Su Yueling's palms were sweating with nervousness. She stared intently at the black and white figure on the screen, feeling an overwhelming heartache.

She knew that by not dismantling it, she was stepping into the most dangerous place.

Although the beast tide on the ground was impressive, it was still a mass brawl.

In this narrow, dangerous underground dungeon, a desperate criminal armed with a weapon could lurk around any corner.

This is the real dance on the edge of a knife.

"It...it'll be alright, right?" She couldn't help but tug at Qi Gaowei's sleeve, as if seeking some comfort.

"Do not worry."

Qi Gaowei patted her hand, his eyes filled with unprecedented determination and trust.

“Look at the way it looks, look at the eyes of the pack of dogs behind it.”

"They are not going to war; they are going to patrol their territory. In the face of absolute power, any resistance is meaningless."

He didn't know why he was so certain.

Perhaps it was the miracles that this husky had created time and time again that had instilled in him an almost blind, yet incredibly reassuring sense of trust.

He believed that there would be no surprises tonight.

……

The Five Star Building, General Smith's office, has become a massive accountability site.

On the video conference screen, more than a dozen avatars were lit up, each representing a top figure in the U.S. military and intelligence community.

At this moment, these usually imposing bigwigs were all staring coldly at Smith with the look of someone looking at a dead man.

The office echoed with Minister GF's furious roar.

"Smith! Do you have anything else to say?!"

"Tell me, why did our most advanced military satellite become the 'best photographer' for Donglian's global live broadcast?!"

"Tell me, why did your meticulously planned propaganda war turn into the biggest and most foolish public relations disaster in our history?!"

"Tell me, should we send a fleet over now to capture that husky, along with its tens of thousands of wild dogs, and form our 'orc legion'?!"

Every question was like a resounding slap across Smith's face.

His face was ashen, his lips moved a few times, but he couldn't utter a single word.

What could he say?
To say he underestimated his opponent? To say he never imagined a dog could command all beasts? To say it was all beyond his comprehension?
These words are nothing but pale and powerless excuses in the face of cold reality and painful failure.

"Useless! You utterly useless piece of trash!"

Minister GF was so angry that he started swearing, "You not only made us lose face, but you also exposed our most fatal weakness to the whole world!"

"That is to say, how powerless and ridiculous our high-tech weapons are when faced with this completely illogical, almost 'magical' power!" "You have shown our adversaries that we are not invincible! You have shaken the foundations of our global military hegemony that has lasted for nearly a century!"

"From this moment forward, you are dismissed! Smith! Get to the military court immediately, where you will face the harshest trial!"

"beep--"

The video call was abruptly cut off, and the avatars of the dozen or so big shots on the screen went dark one by one.

The entire office fell into a deathly silence.

General Smith, no, he should be called Smith now.

He sat blankly in the chair, feeling as if all the strength had been drained from his body.

His glory, his future, everything he had, was crushed to pieces in just a few short hours by a husky from the East.

He couldn't figure it out.

He really couldn't figure it out.

Why is this happening?

He slowly raised his head, his gaze falling once again on the screen that was still broadcasting live globally.

In the scene, the beast horde had completely engulfed the entire manor, and the sporadic gunshots gradually subsided.

This war is over.

The husky, the instigator of all this, never showed its face even once in the live stream.

It's like a true god hidden behind the scenes.

With a few words, he stirred up the winds of change, destroyed an armed empire, and ended a general's career.

"puff--"

Smith could no longer suppress his humiliation and resentment. He spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered onto the clean desk.

As he stared at the glaring crimson, the high-resolution photo of the husky he had previously used to mock the other man uncontrollably surfaced in his mind.

Those clear, all-seeing blue eyes were now quietly "watching" him.

As if to say:

"Surprise?"

"what--!!!"

Smith let out a shrill howl, like a wounded beast, and grabbed everything he could from the table, smashing it wildly at the screen!

"You devil! You devil!!!"

……

The light yet oppressive footsteps of Chu Sheng's team echoed through the underground dungeon corridor.

The sounds of battle on the ground had become very faint, which made the silence underground seem even more eerie.

Chu Sheng knew that most of the guard force had been deployed to the ground to deal with the beast tide.

But it is precisely at times like these that we must not let our guard down.

Those who dare to stay here are either desperate fugitives with nowhere else to turn, or tough guys with absolute confidence in their own strength.

"Woof. (Around the corner, there are two people, their hearts are racing, they are nervous, and they are armed.)"

Chu Sheng used his [God-level Sense of Smell] to detect pheromones and his extremely keen hearing to instantly construct a tactical situation in his mind.

(End of this chapter)