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

Chapter 134 Rescue, Rescue, Rescue (Part 1)

Basement, safe!

First floor, safe!

Lu Ming sneaked in through the air-raid shelter, using his eagle-eye view to survey the surrounding area. He successfully made his way from the basement to the second-floor stairwell, then paused. In his field of vision, he saw a terrorist observing him with a gun.

He crouched at the top of the stairs, listening carefully to the surroundings. Once he confirmed that there was only one terrorist on lookout, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's likely that the terrorists didn't know someone would sneak in from the basement, so they were completely unprepared in this regard.

Despite this, Lu Ming waited patiently.

"Headquarters calling Falcon! Headquarters calling Falcon! Our negotiations with the bandits have broken down. They demand the release of their leader within one hour, or they will indiscriminately slaughter the hostages. So you only have one hour to rescue the hostages—"

No, to be precise, you only have thirty minutes. We need to reserve those thirty minutes for a strong attack.

Just then, Lu Ming heard Uncle Biao's voice through his earpiece walkie-talkie.

He exhaled a long breath and whispered into the walkie-talkie, "Falcon received."

Half an hour?

If everything goes smoothly, that will be enough.

His gaze sharpened as he examined the neck of the terrorist patrolling the second floor, pondering how to snap it later.

"Buzz buzz—Monkey, monkey, please reply. Is there any anomaly at point D?"

Soon, the walkie-talkies on the patrolling terrorists crackled with static, and Ross's voice came through. Clearly, this group of terrorists called each other every so often to check for any unusual activity.

Fortunately, Lu Ming did not act impulsively, but waited patiently until now to confirm the communication between the terrorists.

"Everything is normal at point D. Everything is normal at point D."

The terrorist, nicknamed "tumor monkey," glanced around, picked up his walkie-talkie to reply, and then continued his patrol with his gun at the ready.

Meanwhile, Lu Ming had already memorized the sick monkey's voiceprint. Without wasting any more time, he used his mimicry and stealth skills to pounce out of the stairwell like a cheetah and reach the monkey's back in an instant.

The rapid speed created a whistling sound, alerting the sick monkey. Just as he was about to turn around, a hand suddenly reached out from behind him and covered his mouth. Before he could react, his head began to spin like a top.

With a snap, Lu Ming twisted his neck and broke it.

Hehe!

The sick monkey's eyes widened, and it made a hoarse sound that was hard to understand. Its body quickly went limp, and Lu Ming gently placed it on the ground.

Lu Ming glanced around to make sure no one had noticed before he searched the sick monkey for its equipment, especially the walkie-talkie, in case someone called again later and he could respond immediately.

He hung the walkie-talkie on his body and then continued along the planned route.

With the terrorists hijacking the television station's broadcast signal and guided by a school map, the location of the hostages' abduction became crystal clear.

Lu Ming had already planned the best route before infiltrating.

He made his way smoothly and soon arrived at the fourth floor, where the cafeteria where the hostages were being held was located.

Sharp eyes peer out to investigate.

Two terrorists stood guard at the entrance of the cafeteria, keeping a constant watch.

"What are Raymond and the others doing? They just finished one round of negotiations, and then immediately backed down. I wonder what they're doing now?"

The police officers at the rear, seeing the sudden silence on the scene, were extremely anxious.

They had received the terrorists' ultimatum: if their leader was not released within an hour, they would immediately launch an indiscriminate killing spree.

The hostages will then face a massacre.

The leader said with a grim face, "Since we have appointed Raymond as the on-site commander, we have no choice but to trust him now." He was anxious inside, but he couldn't show it.

Paul's fingers tapped incessantly on the table, the rapid "thump-thump" sound revealing his anxious state of mind.

It is impossible for the British government to release the terrorist leader, but if the terrorists find out that their leader cannot be released, the hostages they have kidnapped will be in great danger.

The fact that so many people have died at the hands of terrorists will likely ignite public opinion and cause an uproar around the world.

As the person in charge of social order, immigration control, and other related responsibilities, he would inevitably have to resign afterward.

It can be said that this kidnapping case is related to the careers of many of them.

"Raymond, do you think A-Ming can succeed?"

Looking at the quiet teaching building, Uncle Biao couldn't help but feel anxious. As time passed, his unease grew stronger.

"We can only trust him now."

The commissioner, his expression serious, looked at Chen Jiaju pacing anxiously and said in a deep voice, "Tell Jiaju to be ready to storm in at any time. When the time comes, regardless of whether Ah Ming has successfully rescued the hostages, we must attempt a full-scale assault—"

"I understand. I've already told Ka-Kui this. Now we're just waiting for Ah-Ming's news."

Uncle Biao sighed, for waiting was the longest and most agonizing ordeal.

"Falcon calling headquarters, Falcon calling headquarters, I have infiltrated the canteen where the hostages are being held. Please help me confirm how many terrorists are guarding the hostages inside the canteen."

Just then, Lu Ming's steady voice came through the walkie-talkie, making the two of them's eyes light up.

The infiltrators are in position; all that's left is to rescue the hostages.

"Please wait a moment, we will confirm immediately."

After Uncle Biao finished speaking, he looked directly at the television screen that had just been delivered. In the live news broadcast, it was clear that five terrorists were holding hostages in the cafeteria.

He immediately relayed this information to Lu Ming: "There are five people inside the room, but it's unclear who's outside."

"Falcon received!"

"Raymond, A-Ming has infiltrated and is about to begin the rescue."

Uncle Biao couldn't wait to tell the director the good news. The director was overjoyed and stared intently at the TV screen, eager to know the outcome of the rescue.

"Uncle Biao, immediately send Ka-Kui to meet up with the riot squad. As soon as you hear the order, launch a full-scale attack."

For some reason, he had great confidence in Lu Ming and believed that Lu Ming could successfully rescue the hostages, so he had to be prepared to launch a strong attack at any time.

"clear."

Uncle Biao didn't say anything more and hurriedly went to give instructions to Chen Jiaju.

"Jiaju, whether Aming succeeds or not, the air defense tunnel is the best route for our attack. You must make the most of it."

Uncle Biao earnestly instructed Chen Jiaju.

If Lu Ming's rescue attempt fails, then the air-raid shelter will be their best route to storm in.

Landmines were buried in the front square, and terrorist snipers were closely monitoring it. A direct assault through the main gate would be too costly, so other methods had to be chosen.