Chapter 151: A Web of Intricate Circumstances

More than two hundred kilometers from the Hama region lies the Tanf military base, situated at the tri-border area of Syria, Jordan, and Iraq.

This base holds immense strategic importance for the U.S. military, as it controls the critical route for transporting personnel and supplies from Jordan into Syria.

The United States has deployed a substantial armored ground force here, primarily to ensure the smooth entry of American troops and large quantities of materiel from Jordan into Syrian territory. It also provides continuous arms support and combat training to pro-American forces such as the Syrian Democratic Forces.

"Team One has engaged the target; the operation has been hindered..."

Mei let out a silent sigh. The long-standing feud between the Tian Palace and the Jinling clan had dragged on for far too long. Even if the Sovereign truly wished to reconcile, it was not something that could be resolved in a short span.

Lo Chenxi’s gaze dimmed momentarily. The red wine in his grasp shimmered with ripples, much like the inscrutable heart of a person—forever trembling for reasons unknown.

The crowd burst into curses, realizing they were completely trapped. The great hall was riddled with a chain of deadly traps, and soon they would be overwhelmed by the swarm of corpse bees. At the critical moment, Jiang Lan suddenly produced a candy. The sweet fragrance immediately permeated the entire hall. With a sharp toss, it was thrown far away.

Saigon Boy tried to speak, but Brother Sha had already stepped forward, wrapping an arm around Saigon Boy’s neck and using his other hand to firmly seize the gun-holding arm.

Zhou Jun had been waiting at the doorway since early morning, accompanied by his fierce Ford Raptor. Both man and machine exuded power and intimidation.

A faint melancholy swept across his blurred thoughts. His hand gently rested on the palace gate, still and silent.

From the age of five to fourteen, he had remained with his father’s internationally based scientific research group in Denmark. The Natsuki International Research Group was a comprehensive culinary institute conducting cutting-edge research in molecular gastronomy.

The crowd was stunned beyond belief. They could hardly imagine that a man as formidable as Colonel Richard had fallen under the control of the black ether device. The black ether device—Gospel—possessed such overwhelming power?

Once again came the maternal voice of the Master God’s prompt, but this time without restrictive rules, making things considerably easier. Simply put, one could run through the streets loudly proclaiming, “I am from the Master God’s realm!” without being wiped out—provided, of course, that one had such a frivolous desire.

Though this could indeed apply greater pressure on Xuchang, or on Cao Cao himself, it also placed higher demands on Yan Baihu. Not only did he need to prepare significantly more supplies, but he also had to ensure that the forces along both his routes reached at least elite levels.

Of course, this was because Yan Baihu judged that the situation in Yong and Liang provinces was unlikely to shift drastically anytime soon, giving him the confidence to act thus.

Yan Baihu’s surprise attack on Guandu Port signified a fracture in their agreement. His offensive against Lü Bu was merely a show, not a true life-or-death battle. If so, why not withdraw troops from Puyang altogether?

“You all go ahead. I’ll wait here at the hotel for news from President Ueno,” Zhang Yi said, pushing away Banako who was clinging to him, then settling onto the sofa.

This was a gamble for him as well. If invisibility had no effect on Leng Yunjian, or even if he managed to become invisible near him, Leng Yunjian was not the type to be easily disarmed. The moment invisibility faded, death would be certain.

Seeing the silver-haired, single-horned man’s face gradually flush, clearly the alcohol was taking effect—likely the Erguotou starting to work—Zhang Fan spoke calmly.

To ensure Cao Cao’s successful breakout, Xun Yu ordered a fierce counterattack, disregarding casualties to carve out a passage.

But now, as Zhao Yazhi spoke, Li Guohao was about to respond when they suddenly heard a tumult of voices inside the room.

His identity represented the largest military faction in the northern lands—the Liaodong Army. Under his command were the White Horse Volunteers from Liaodong, totaling five hundred riders. All were elite cavalry, skilled in both mounted combat and archery. Two hundred were white horse elite riders, while the remaining three hundred were the best chosen from tens of thousands of White Horse Volunteers.