At thirty, I started my comeback from the intelligence system.

Just as Carlos was about to take action, he suddenly frowned. It seemed like someone was saying something to him through his earpiece, which made him tense up immediately.

Just then—

"Waaaaa—waaaaa—waaaaaa—!"

The piercing sirens, growing louder as they approached, suddenly rose from all the entrances to the dock like a tidal wave!

The sheer number and scale of the operation far exceeded that of a typical police response!

Immediately afterwards, a huge roar came, and two police helicopters appeared like giant birds in the low sky above the dock. The bright beams of searchlights pierced the twilight sky, sweeping across the warehouse area and container yard!

The announcements from the loudspeaker echoed through the helicopter, reverberating in the open air above the dock:

"Listen up, you inside! You are surrounded! Drop your weapons immediately, put your hands behind your heads, and get out of the warehouse! I repeat, drop your weapons immediately, put your hands behind your heads..."

Outside the dock, a dense array of flashing red and blue police lights could be faintly seen. Countless special police officers dressed in black combat uniforms and carrying riot shields and automatic weapons were advancing and deploying rapidly and in an orderly manner, forming a tight encirclement!

After receiving the photos of Yang Yongchao's tragic condition and the warehouse location from Mu Xueke, Director Wang of the Municipal Public Security Bureau did not hesitate at all. He immediately activated the highest-level emergency plan, mobilizing the most elite anti-terrorism special police force to surround the entire Shenjiang No. 3 Wharf with overwhelming force!

At this moment, in a command vehicle parked not far from the dock, Director Wang had already seen Mu Xueke rushing over.

"Uncle Wang! We can't force our way in! Officer Yang hasn't come out yet! Chen Geng temporarily placed him in a safe place, but I can't contact Chen Geng now. He's likely been caught!"

"Don't rush! Ake, who is this Chen Geng you're talking about?" Director Wang had never seen the eldest daughter of the Mu family so out of control, and his expression immediately turned serious.

"Chen Geng... Chen Geng is one of my trusted subordinates; he's the one who found Officer Yang!"

"I understand. You mean Chen Geng might be a hostage? Are there other people inside?"

"And... there's another one named Zhao Longsheng, who also came to help rescue people. If I'm not mistaken, he should be the third son of the Zhao family."

"The Zhao family? Which Zhao family?... " Director Wang's eyes were filled with doubt and uncertainty.

"That's right, it's the Zhao family from the capital!" Mu Xueke nodded emphatically.

Director Wang's heart tightened, and he immediately shouted, "The criminals have taken hostages! No one is allowed to fire without my order! Send someone to fetch the negotiation expert, Chang Le, and ensure the safety of the hostages!"

In the open space in front of the warehouse, Lu Jiahao's face was ashen, Li Yilong's eyes were filled with despair, Carlos and the other two's expressions changed drastically, Zhao Longsheng let out a long sigh of relief, and Chen Geng's tense nerves finally relaxed a little, but he knew that the real chaos and crisis might have just begun.

The initially tense situation eased somewhat because the police ultimately refrained from a direct assault and instead sent in negotiation experts.

But these are all superficial phenomena; everyone is secretly plotting their own agenda.

Chang Le's baby face looked somewhat immature under the searchlight, but his eyes were unusually calm.

He was actually over thirty, but thanks to his baby face, he had successfully lowered the guard of many criminals.

Chang Le's gaze swept quickly across the tense group of people in front of the warehouse: Lu Jiahao and his remaining troops, the wounded but fierce Li Yilong, Zhao Longsheng leaning against the container panting and on guard, and three fully armed foreign mercenaries on top of the container, looking as if facing a formidable enemy.

Finally, his gaze lingered for half a second on Chen Geng, who was being subtly pointed at by Carlos with a gun a little further away, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Fully armed foreign mercenaries?" This wasn't mentioned in the previous intelligence, and it seems they have a hostage in their hands, which makes things difficult.

"Listen up, you people inside! I'm Chang Le, a negotiation expert from the Shenzhen Police Department!"

The sound, amplified by loudspeakers, echoed clearly across the dock where the gunfire had temporarily ceased.

"You are surrounded! Lay down your weapons and release the hostages; this is your only way out! We can guarantee your safety and provide you with a fair trial within the framework of the law!"

"A fair trial?" Lu Jiahao sneered inwardly, but put on an excited and "aggrieved" expression on his face, and winked at a trusted confidant beside him.

"Li Yilong! You bastard, you dared to collude with foreign mercenaries, smuggle weapons, and even tried to kill me to silence me! I'll fight you to the death!"

As he spoke, he fired a shot at Li Yilong with a "bang"! The shot was swift and sudden, filled with the resolute determination to silence him!

Li Yilong, already hampered by a severe thigh injury and filled with suspicion towards Lu Jiahao, was horrified at the sight and desperately lunged to the side! A bullet grazed his shoulder, leaving a trail of blood!

This action was like the sound of a starting gun! Lu Jiahao's men also opened fire, but due to a lack of coordination, some fired at Li Yilong, some at Carlos and others, and some even at Chang Le!

"Lu Jiahao! You've crossed the river and burned the bridge!" Li Yilong roared, his eyes bloodshot. Ignoring his leg injury, he rolled on the ground with one hand to support himself, but he was still shot twice more!

Carlos's team, already on edge and walking on thin ice, saw the sudden infighting below and heard Lu Jiahao shout "foreign mercenaries." They immediately assumed that the other side was going to join forces with the police to eliminate them, the "foreign threat."

"Fire!" Carlos shouted in Spanish, his M4 short-barreled rifle spitting fire as bullets accurately sprayed towards Lu Jiahao's location!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Da da da—!"

Gunshots rang out instantly, tearing apart the tranquility of dusk! On the open ground in front of the warehouse, bullets flew, flashes of light appeared, and screams and curses mingled together!

Lu Jiahao's men hastily retaliated, but they were already shaken and faced the well-trained Carlos squad from a superior position. Two or three of them were instantly knocked down.

Although Li Yilong was seriously injured, he was in good physical condition and could still move for the time being. He picked up a pistol left behind by a dead man and fired at Lu Jiahao while desperately rolling towards the shadows at the edge of the dock, trying to find cover and an escape route.

The moment the gun fired, Zhao Longsheng darted out like a cheetah, rolling several times to hide behind a pile of heavy tires. The bullets struck the tires with a dull thud.

He checked his injuries; the wound on his arm was bleeding, but it wasn't fatal.

He calmly observed the battlefield, his gaze fixed on the direction of Carlos and Chen Geng.

Negotiation expert Chang Le dropped to the ground the moment the gun went off and quickly rolled behind an abandoned forklift.

He urgently reported into his headset: "The situation is out of control! Intense fighting has broken out! There are multiple armed groups, including at least three foreign militants! Requesting immediate support for a frontal assault!"