Cryptomining Supervillain Chapter 129: 129 THE FAILED HEIST

129 THE FAILED HEIST

Kail opened the holographic panels and brought up the live cara feeds from the district — all eyes trained on where the heist was unfolding.

The crates were stamped with Snow Industry's emblem.

"Those are the ta artifacts I sold to Snow," Zairgid said, his voice tight with surprise.

"Who would dare steal from Snow Industry?" Dorin muttered.

Dan watched the screens with a slow, interested smile. Kail's tracking was cleaner and faster than anything the city police or the SIA could manage.

He was following the thieves in real ti.

"Who do you think they work for?" Zairgid asked.

"It's hard to tell," Dan said. "There are a lot of hands on every shipnt these days. Even our runs to Fortress Myrone aren't safe unless the fortress ta-soldiers escort them personally."

The thieves finally reached a warehouse.

Kail zood in until a single figure filled the screen. "Garius Zetheris as expected," he said.

"What do we do now?" Zairgid asked.

"Send these clips to Quest Snow," Dan replied. "See how he likes being robbed by the Zetheris."

"And after that?" Kail asked.

Dan's answer ca flat. "Then we take from Zetheris Industry."

Dorin stared at him. "You want to commit a cri?"

"It isn't a cri," Dan said. "It's justice. Anything we pull from Zetheris will go to the soldiers at Fortress Myrone. That saves lives."

Dorin said nothing.

Old loyalties and her understanding of morality tugged at her from years of SIA training, but Lander's framing and her resignation had sharpened her view: this world often isn't frad in black or white.

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The ard convoy rolled silently into the Zetheris Industry's chemical complex under the cover of night.

Drones and robotic hounds usually prowled the periter—but tonight, the grounds were eerily still. Kail's powers lured every patrol drone unit away.

"Are you sure we can just walk into Zetheris Industry like this?" Captain Green asked, lowering his voice as he scanned the empty yard through his visor.

"Yes," Dan replied calmly. "Kail has the entire building under our control."

Captain Green wasn't convinced.

He had been deployed to lrose City with a hundred n to oversee logistics for Fortress Myrone—not to commit industrial theft.

But this mission ca from Dan himself, and he was given the ultimate authority for their mission here.

Without warning, the warehouse's rear door clicked open—it was unlocked remotely.

A burst of gunfire was heard echoing from inside.

Green flinched. "What the hell was that?"

"Autocannons," Dan said. "Keep moving."

The soldiers advanced through the opened gates, their rifles raised to fight. But inside, the scene froze them in their tracks—there were bodies of Zetheris logistics staff lay sprawled across the floor, shredded by their own automated defenses.

"What in hell happened here? Did the drones kill their own people?" Green asked in shock.

Kail's remote hack had turned the entire security system against its masters.

Dan's voice broke the silence. "What are you waiting for? Load the crates!"

Green snapped back into motion, barking orders. "Move it! Get those containers on the trucks!"

The n worked fast, stacking crates marked with the Zetheris insignia. These were dical supplies now bound for Fortress Myrone.

"We've got enough dicine for three months," Green said, satisfied.

"Good. Let's move out." Dan's tone was clipped, already uneasy.

Then the alarms wailed.

"Kail!" Dan shouted into his comm. "Didn't you disable the alarms?"

"I did! Soone's countering my commands. They are hacking from inside the facility," Kail's voice crackled with static.

Kail's power could control any system operated by programs, but his power becos weaker the further he was away from the system. Kail ran this mission from the safety of GenSyn's secret base which was a long way from the warehouse.

"Damn it." Dan turned to Green. "We have to leave. Now."

"Where to? If we head back to SynGen or Aukouma, Garius Zetheris will track us down and make a big deal," Green warned.

Dan's mind raced.

They couldn't risk exposure.

The Myrone soldiers weren't authorized to operate in lrose, and if the SIA learned about this theft, it would start a major diplomatic firestorm. That wasn't sothing he would want right now.

"Find a nearby drop point," Dan asked Kail.

Kail's voice returned, quick and analytical. "There are several options—Dexto Industry, West Industry, Veyran Industry…"

Dan's eyes narrowed. "Veyran."

Within minutes, the trucks roared to life and sped toward Veyran Industry's compound.

"Will the Veyrans even receive us? We'll be completely exposed," Green asked over the comm, tension edging his voice.

"Don't worry about exposure," Dan replied calmly. "Once you're clear, jump out and let the trucks drive themselves."

The soldiers followed orders without hesitation. The trucks—still loaded with goods—rolled forward. When the convoy entered a narrow stretch of road where thick tree canopies swallowed the sky, their window opened.

One by one, the soldiers leapt from the moving vehicles, vanishing into the shadows without a single cara catching them.

The trucks continued on, unmanned and obedient, their engines never faltering.

But the soldiers didn't abandon them.

They followed at a distance.

Soon, Zetheris rcenaries appeared, their vehicles roaring as they gave chase.

Hidden from sight, Dan and Captain Green trailed the pursuit, watching as Zetheris locked onto the convoy.

Monts later, the trucks reached the gates of Veyran Industry.

Kail's voice buzzed again. "What now?"

"Open the gates," Dan ordered.

A mont later, the massive security doors of Veyran Industry swung open by itself.

"Hey, these trucks are not authorized….", The guards on duty barely had ti to react as a dozen trucks thundered inside.

Then chaos erupted.

The Zetheris rcenaries arrived seconds later, demanding entry—and were t by a hail of gunfire from Veyran's drones.

A shooting match ensued.

Within monts, the compound descended into a firefight between two corporate armies.

From a distant rooftop, Captain Green watched the explosions and tracer fire light up the skyline.

"Whew," he muttered. "Quick thinking, lad. I thought we'd have to fight our way out."

Dan exhaled, his eyes fixed on the burning horizon. "I underestimated Zetheris' counterasures," he admitted. "But it worked out. For now."

"No more heists from now on, okay? That scared more than the Annunakin horde." Captain Green rubbed his temples, voice raw.

"Understood," Dan said, but his mind was already three steps ahead.

The raid had technically failed.

Dan had misjudged Zetheris' defenses, but the fallout had been useful.

Where his plan faltered, sothing unexpected resulted: Zetheris and Veyran were now shooting at each other.

He tapped his comm. "Zairgid, did you send your manager to Veyran to inquire about machinery earlier?"

"Yeah. We tried, but Veyran turned us away. Flat out," Zairgid answered.

Dan flattened his palm on the table. "Kail, pull the footage of that visit and compile it."

"What for? What value is in those clips?" he asked.