Order Of Choas

He has slept for 4 consecutive days, the guards after the assassination of Sir Robert have locked all exits for 2 weeks to investigate, but the amount of money left in his pocket is increasingly exhausted. He gets out the bed and says with a angry voice.

"The damn assassination!"

He had to pick up his body and gets leave the room. Outside the atmosphere had become tenser, and the guards were patrolling continuously. All with suits and armaments ready to slay any shady guy.

...

Should I leave here to erase my tracks or continue to stay? Anyway, my reporting is done. Even that acid rain, after 2 days, probably won't dissipate. Maybe just to be sure, I should consult Mr. Seleva, after all, he is a smart and well-mannered person. So I better do it, but where is he? Asking the guard is obviously not good, but now I don't know where Kevin is. Is there any way? Maybe he's in some building of-

"Hey there!" - It's a tall guard, just looking at it, you know it's not funny.

"Yes sir? what's wrong with me?"

"Give me your ID, I need to check on you."

"Oh, here it is..."

It's been there ever since, in the bag... Shit!

"Sorry I forgot."

"Sorry we don't accept that, ask for your identification!"

"I told you, I forgot it at home. If you don't believe me, you can follow me."

"I don't have that obligation, now you give it or get 'discharged', you can't change it."

Damn, is this guy psychotic? What should I do... Just-

...

Suddenly from beyond the wall there was a huge explosion. Everyone walking on the street had to turn toward the explosion, the shockwaves sending shattered glass windows crashing down. The screams had begun to scream in pain as the falling glass shards had injured them. The wall that acted as a blower had been disabled, the winds were carrying layers of radioactive dust. The guards were all deployed towards the hole, taking the opportunity that the soldier was receiving the message, he ran away. He knew but couldn't do anything, so he had to destroy the invaders.

In the mist, silhouettes of strange people wriggled through the city's nooks and crannies, scenes fervently firing bullets into the smoke. But the return fire is still not bad at all, the machine railgun cannons are continuously firing, it seems they have divided into groups of 1 to 3 people to break in, not as a single team together as usual. The intruders slowly slipped behind the guards, they sneaked behind buildings and landed grenades in that direction. The guards were startled when suddenly dozens of grenades flew in. The guard's shelter had exploded and was only a pile of flesh and blood mixed with layers of dust, sand, and soil.'

The military police's weapons had been stolen, the situation was getting worse as the normal people were now unable to evacuate as the terrorists had interjected among the chaotic crowd to bomb the gates. The city's sky was tinged with smoke from the city's fires, frightened mobs were running around the city, but in the central area, nothing had changed. . Their expressions did not change in the slightest. There is the residence of the special forces, so the terrorists who come here are just worms flying into the sparrow's mouth. Helicopters were sent to the suburbs to suppress them, from the helicopters the soldiers landed explosives and tear gas bombs on enemy positions but their forces were still trying to find their way in and destroyed the central tower, that tug-of-war turned the whole suburbs into a conflagration. Meanwhile...