The Hunter's Path: Starting as a constable, ascend to the Old Ones.

Chapter 124 Defeat (Part 1)

"Damn it, who told you to retreat?!"

Peter Lee was furious when he saw the G4 troops retreat.

"Sir, the terrorists have snipers and heavy weapons such as submachine guns. Behind the school gate is a square, an open and unobstructed area. If we go in, we'll be sitting ducks and won't be able to get to the teaching building at all."

The captain directly pointed out some of the offensive difficulties he had just discovered.

It wasn't that they were afraid of death, but that they genuinely couldn't break through.

We cannot let our subordinates sacrifice themselves in vain.

Peter Lee shouted, "I don't want to hear about the difficulties, I just want to know how to solve it! Understand!"

"We can have someone draw the terrorists' attention in front, while we send others to launch a surprise attack from another location—"

The captain gritted his teeth and submitted a suggestion.

"Execute it immediately!"

Without wasting a word, Peter Lee ordered the captain to immediately implement the new tactics. He had already made a pledge to Paul that he must race against time to rescue the hostages, otherwise, if the rescue failed, not only would his political career be over, but he would also be abandoned by the British.

As the head of the political department, he knew all too well the department's age.

Once Hong Kong Island returns to China, his lackeys will inevitably be purged, so he must seize the opportunity to immigrate to Britain before the handover and obtain a decent job.

"Dear viewers, we are currently at the entrance of Adam Smith International School. As you can see, the entire faculty and students of the school have been taken hostage by terrorists, and the Hong Kong Island Police are actively carrying out a rescue operation—"

Hong Kong Island is a small place, so when such a big thing happens, the media gets the news immediately, and then very professional reporters and paparazzi swarm in like sharks smelling blood.

"The police just launched an attack, intending to rush in and rescue the hostages, but unfortunately the enemy's firepower was too strong, causing the rescue plan to fail."

In front of the camera lens, the G4 unit under the Political Department was dragging out their fallen comrade. The medical personnel who had been called in earlier diligently stepped forward to examine him and then covered him with a white sheet.

This tragic scene filled viewers watching the news broadcast on television with sadness.

"Attention viewers! The police have reorganized their offensive. Stay tuned!"

Immediately afterwards, all the spectators saw the G4 unit, which had just suffered a setback, reorganizing. They each sent out a small squad to secretly circle around to the back of the school, while the main force drew fire from the front.

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The tactics are simple, but often the simpler they are, the more effective they are.

"Why won't you let me go to the scene to report?"

In the news production department of Asia Television, Lok Wai-ching was very dissatisfied. When she learned that a terrorist attack had occurred at Adam Smith International School, she was about to pack her things and call a cameraman to rush to the scene for a live broadcast.

Just as they were about to leave, a document stopped them from leaving.

She could ignore the words of ordinary leaders, but this time it was her father who called a halt.

Le Te-chang, chairman of Far Eastern Group and Asia Television.

At Asia Television, her father held absolute power. If he gave the order not to go on missions, no one else, no matter how bold, would dare to disobey.

"Miss Zhen, this is the chairman's order, and we have no choice."

Li, the idiot, looked distressed. Such big news was something their news department was also envious of, but with their boss speaking up, how could they, as subordinates, dare to act recklessly?

Moreover, he knew why the chairman had given this order.

The main reason is that during the last kidnapping incident at the Grand Hotel, Lok Wai-ching almost got herself killed, which gave the chairman a real fright.

The chairman only has this one precious daughter. If something were to happen to her, he would be heartbroken to see his child die before him.

Therefore, instructions had already been given behind the scenes, forbidding Lok Wai-ching from taking any more risks.

Now that he has learned of the kidnapping incident at Adam Smith International School, he has directly ordered that Lok Wai-ching not be allowed to go on any missions.

"Why is that old fogey interfering with my reporting trips?"

Lok Wai-ching was very dissatisfied.

The fat man whispered, "Because he's the chairman." Asia Television is basically Le Dechang's personal fiefdom; whatever he says goes.

"————"

Lok Wai-ching paused, opened her mouth, but could not refute.

"Connect me to other channels' live broadcasts."

"Ms. Zhen, don't worry. Although the chairman doesn't want you to go on missions, our station's other broadcast vans have arrived at the scene and are broadcasting live—"

"This old fogey is clearly targeting me."

When Yue Huizhen heard that her colleagues were allowed to go on missions while she was the only one confined to her home, she immediately felt indignant.

"Are the political department really allowing reporters to openly broadcast their tactical deployments live?"

At St. Yu-Chiang Middle School, Lu Ming and Chen Jia-Ju sat in front of the television, watching the live news broadcast. They were completely dumbfounded when the G4 unit pulled out a small squad to sneak around behind them, as if they were burying their heads in the sand.

You didn't even try to hide your sneak attack?

"G4 is the VIP protection group. They are not usually responsible for counter-terrorism and have relatively little training in this kind of thing. Now that the political department is short-staffed, they were suddenly sent out, which is why this kind of oversight occurred."

Chen Jiaju racked his brains to find a way to compensate for the G4 unit.

Lu Ming shrugged. "Well, we should now pray that the terrorists don't watch TV at this crucial moment—"

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"Nothing should happen, right?"

Chen Jiaju hesitated.

"I'll call the director and ask him to inform the political department to avoid unnecessary losses."

Lu Ming shook his head, took out his phone, and dialed the director's number.

"This group of terrorists dared to kidnap teachers and students in schools on Hong Kong Island. This is a blatant provocation against our Hong Kong Island police. We must adopt a zero-tolerance attitude towards such terrorists and resolutely crack down on their arrogance."

In the conference room at the police headquarters, all senior police officers were present, including Secretary for Security Paul, the head of the Public Relations Branch, the Commander-in-Chief of the Hong Kong Island Police Department, and Raymond Lam, the Commissioner of the Central Police Station who was about to take office as the Deputy Commander-in-Chief of the Police Department.

The Commissioner of Police, with a serious expression, stood tall and expounded on the principles of the Police Force.

The terrorists' aim was to coerce the British government into releasing their organization's leader.

But it's obvious that the British government will never compromise.

Although the British Empire is in its twilight years and has lost its former glory, the ever-proud John Bull would never bow down to terrorists.

Under these circumstances, the Hong Kong Island police can only try their own methods to rescue the hostages, and will never agree to the terrorists' demands.

Jingle Bell!

Just as the leader was giving a passionate speech on stage, a phone suddenly rang in the conference room, silencing the entire room.

They looked at a corner of the conference table with strange expressions.

The director's expression changed, and he cursed inwardly, "How dare that bastard call me at this time?"

He usually turns off his phone when attending meetings.

This meeting was special because, fearing that there might be important intelligence to be reported from the front lines, the participants were required to keep their phones on at all times, ready to receive important intelligence.

However, it was a bit awkward that the call came during the leader's speech, even though the meeting required the phone to be switched on.

Fortunately, at this moment, the boss stepped forward, saying with a friendly face, "Raymond, if you're calling at this hour, it's probably something important. Answer it quickly!"

"Yes, sir!"

The director, like a rookie, jumped to his feet and saluted the top officer before taking out his phone to check. Seeing it was Lu Ming calling, his eyes lit up, and he quickly answered, "Ming, is there any important intelligence to report?"

"Director, are you free now? If you are, you can watch the live news on TV."