The enemy knew we were coming; how/why didn't matter. Gordon led the raid on on the next most dangerous target. Word was the enemy was using human shields, mostly those of local blacks. This would not stop or hinder what had to be done. The shields could also be under enemy magical control and thus be turned against us anyway. We would save all possible but drop anyone that couldn't be determined a non threat.

I for one wasn't being too picky at this point. The goal was to stop the threat by any means necessary. In fact the moment I landed at the head of the cop raid I hit the enemy with a directed bracelet shock wave blast. It obliterated a group of them and a few of their structures came tumbling down upon those inside. Some of the enemy fled in panic but the cop snipers were on their A game as usual and nailing them before they could flee. This was warfare for them now. In many ways it always had been. In some ways I didn't mind seeing this at all; the war on cops had been strong in recent years; it was time for honest payback. And fire had to be fought with fire.

A black jihadist yelled god was greater and detonated his bomb vest close to me but it did nothing to me. Even as the bomb fire cleared the enemy was stunned. Their astonishment didn't last long; my sword and fist sent most of them to Tartarus not long thereafter. I sent another shock wave into another abandoned building they were using as a base. This blast was directed at the building's long decayed foundation. It only took a moderately directed blast to send the structure to come down atop the inside enemy to crush them. I could hear their screams as the falling building smashed them to bits.

The cop raiders advanced, but I as their avenging angel led the way. I severed heads with my blade and cut others in half. They fired constantly but my armor made me an Olympian juggernaut to them. Five came at me at once and I did a super jumping spin kick that killed them all in one blow. The cops didn't hate the sight. For too long they'd seen their enemies get away with everything. It was only now for the first time that true justice had sided with them. It wouldn't be the endless BS of the past. It was going to be a new era like it or not. Brother had started it; I would finish it.

The cop snipers nailed the last few on the AO edges that had realized the true suicide of fighting the forces of good here; the squad that had gone forward with me had sustained minor injuries only. There were still a few defiant baddies there; I let the cops have them. They were downed in short order.

This had indeed been more like combat than police work; most had been killed; some had been arrested. News crews at the perimeter had been able to report on what they could; they'd given viewers a solid idea of what had happened/why. Lex would spin this and other raids to his design and this would take things yet to the next level. The scales were tipping ever more in our favor for the mass relocation agenda; but both the wonder plane and I were sure it would happen eventually - and much faster due to my direct and other godly involvement.