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

Chapter 125 Defeat (Part 2)

"Is Peter Lee a pig? Deploying tactics in front of terrorists—is he afraid they won't see through his ridiculous tactics?"

When the director hung up the phone and told the top leader about Lu Ming's information, the top leader immediately had someone turn on the TV in the conference room and switch the channel to the news broadcast. What happened next was a scene that made people's blood pressure soar.

The leader slammed his fist on the table in a fit of rage.

Other high-ranking police officers were equally astonished as they watched the news report on television.

Those bastards in the Political Department, they're obsessed with arresting spies all day long. How could they make such a serious mistake in counterterrorism? This could kill people.

Paul's face darkened. This Peter Lee was a complete waste, messing things up time and time again. He was like a pig. If he was so stupid, why didn't he just buy a block of tofu and smash his head against it?

"Boss, should we call the front lines and tell Commander Li about this situation?"

"Attack! Attack immediately!"

The top leader immediately gave the order.

As the head of the police force, he couldn't gamble on whether the terrorists had discovered the Special Branch's legitimate tactics; that would be irresponsible towards the lives of his subordinates.

"Woodfa, do these idiots think we're fools?"

At the temporary command center of Adam Smith International School, Ross watched the live news broadcast on television, paused for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Could this be some kind of deception tactic?"

Would anyone be so stupid as to broadcast their tactical plans openly and honestly?

"Rose, no matter what, we have to take this seriously."

"You're right. Immediately call Ted and have him take a team to ambush at point D. If this group of political police dares to flank us, wipe them out."

OK!

"Sir, we are ready and can proceed with the next step at any time!"

At the school gate, the team leader assigned the personnel to their posts and then reported to Peter Li.

"In that case, let's act immediately!"

Peter was overjoyed and urged the captain to hurry up and rescue the person.

"yes!"

Upon receiving the order, the captain immediately set to work. He sent the elite squad he had already selected to flank the enemy from behind, while they were responsible for drawing the terrorists' fire from the front.

Da da da!

Seeing that the elite squad had already set off, he immediately led the remaining men, carrying shields, to the school gate, where they set up guns on the railings and opened fire on the teaching building.

However, the terrorists inside the teaching building, upon seeing this action, did not retaliate but instead cautiously searched their surroundings to prevent the political department from playing any dirty tricks.

Who would have thought that the Political Department would be so straightforward, actually carrying out tactical deployments according to the live broadcast content.

Peter Lee, seeing the G4 forces completely suppressing the terrorists from the rear, was elated, seeing hope for rescuing the hostages.

Jingle Bell!

Just then, the phone in the command vehicle rang. The operator picked it up and quickly notified Peter Lee, "Sir, it's the boss calling. He wants us to stop the operation immediately."

"What? Cease operations?"

Upon hearing this order, Peter Lee was momentarily stunned, but then realized that his previous rescue efforts had not gone smoothly and had displeased his superiors.

After all, the students at Adam Smith International School are all "aristocratic" children with amazing backgrounds. The boss must have received all sorts of calls and is under tremendous political pressure.

That's why he stops as soon as he encounters a setback.

This means they're preparing to change commanders.

Peter Lee's heart sank. He was now relying on this battle to turn his life around. If he was removed from his command position, his life would be completely over.

No, I can't agree to that.

A resolute glint flashed in his eyes, and he coldly snorted, "A general in the field may disobey orders. Just say I'm not here."

"this----"

The operator looked troubled.

Peter Lee's face darkened. "This is an order. Execute it immediately." He had nowhere left to retreat and had to cling to this last straw.

"Yes, sir!"

The operator saw Peter Li's grim face and his heart skipped a beat. He dared not delay any longer. He took a deep breath, picked up the phone, and said loudly, "Sir, Commander Li says he's not here."

You want me to take the blame? No way!

"Peter Lee, you son of a bitch, answer the phone right now!"

As soon as the operator finished speaking, a furious roar came from the other end of the phone.

Peter Lee stared at the rambling operator, his mouth opening and closing, silently uttering the three words "fuck you" with each lip movement.

The operator pretended not to understand and said, "Sir, I have answered truthfully, but the boss insists that you take the call."

"You just wait."

Peter was furious; he never expected to be outmaneuvered by a mere police officer.

He took the phone and said loudly, "Boss, it's me. Don't worry, I've made a meticulous plan. The situation is very good now, and we'll be able to rescue the hostages soon."

"You're trying to save your mother, you big idiot! The tactics set up on site have already been broadcast live on the news. You need to bring the team that went to flank back right now to prevent them from falling into the terrorists' ambush."

The voice of the guy on the other end of the phone was irritable.

He, who used to be extremely concerned about his image, was now so angry with Peter Lee that he kept swearing.

"What?"

Peter Lee was taken aback. "Our tactics have been broadcast live?"

"Stop talking nonsense and stop immediately. Wait for us to take over."

"I'll stop it immediately."

Peter Lee felt a chill run down his spine and was forced to agree.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a burst of intense gunfire suddenly rang out from the direction behind the school, which made him feel a chill. The fact that a gunfight broke out so quickly proved that the elite squad that their political department had sent out had most likely been exposed.

In other words, their tactical deployment had indeed been leaked through the live news broadcast.

"Buzz—Sir, we've been ambushed, our men have suffered heavy casualties—requesting reinforcements, requesting reinforcements—"

ah!"

An urgent voice came through the walkie-talkie, followed by a scream, and then the sound abruptly disappeared.

Peter Lee's hands and feet went cold. He picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted, "Hey, hey, can you hear me? Retreat immediately! Retreat immediately!"

"Zzz~"

Unfortunately, there was only a static response on the other end of the walkie-talkie.

It's completely over!

Peter Lee slumped onto the bench in the command vehicle, completely distraught. Not only had his rescue failed, but he had also lost an elite squad from the G4 unit.

He can say goodbye to the police force and the British government for the rest of his life.

"Sir, sir, the squad has lost contact; they've been ambushed."

Just then, the captain rushed over in a panic, reporting that the elite squad had lost contact. His eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "I request permission to go and provide support and search and rescue."

"You will personally lead the team to provide support—do your best to rescue them."

"Yes, sir!"