The Age of the Wolf Pack Tyrant

"Hello, this is the Municipal Public Security Bureau..."

The other party answered the phone and introduced themselves, explaining how they contacted Xing Tian, ​​the current situation, and why they were looking for them.

Hearing that it was his uncle, the official, calling, Xing Tian felt no joy whatsoever.

Instead, he was internally ranting: "Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai, I took such good care of you in the dorm, and this is how you repay your old classmate?"

"With things so chaotic outside, why would you expose me? What if they ask me to go out and cooperate with the operation, to fulfill my obligations to the people? What am I supposed to do then?"

Chen Jun, who was standing nearby, overheard the gist of it and immediately thought of the police and gangster movies he used to watch.

It was both laughable and lamentable.

As a citizen of the Great Eastern Kingdom, I do have an obligation to cooperate with my uncle's actions.

Now that their uncle has pinned the responsibility on them, it's as if the burden of saving everyone has been placed on their shoulders as well. Morally, the two of them can no longer refuse.

Not to mention that they were the only two in the entire mall who hadn't been taken hostage by the criminals, and could provide the police with crucial intelligence to launch the next rescue operation.

Chen Jun really couldn't bring himself to refuse his uncles' request under these circumstances.

Not knowing is one thing.

Knowing something but not doing it is a different matter altogether.

The reason why Xing Tian and Chen Jun were afraid of death and only wanted to find a place to hide and survive, rather than go out and fight the criminals, was simply due to the survival instinct of ordinary college students, and did not mean that they were really afraid of death.

Most Chinese men are reserved and quiet in ordinary times, but when faced with matters of principle, none of them will back down.

This is a soul etched into one's very bones!!

Therefore, when faced with Uncle Big Hat coming to his door, Xing Tian did not immediately agree to cooperate with his uncle's actions, but he also did not hang up the phone to refuse.

It's like implying to the other party:

I can cooperate with you, but my abilities are limited. I can only do what I can. It's impossible for us to fight the bandits to the death.

The bureau chief on the other end of the phone was a seasoned veteran, and naturally understood what Xing Tian meant.

In fact, he never really intended for Xing Tian to risk his life for them.

After all, in his view, even though Xing Tian had killed two bandits, he was still an ordinary citizen, and his uncle would never let ordinary people risk their lives.

This is Uncle Big Hat's bottom line!

Therefore, from the very beginning, when Director Da Mao contacted Xing Tian, ​​he only wanted to obtain the current situation inside the building through an inside source.

The more information we have about the criminals inside the building, the higher the success rate of the rescue operation.

"Xingtian, don't be nervous. We just want to get some information from you. You need to tell me how many bandits are inside? What kind of weapons and equipment do they have? Where exactly are they located?"

Hearing that the bureau chief was only asking about the bandits, Xing Tian breathed a sigh of relief.

"If it's just a question, then that's easy to answer."

After thinking for a moment, Xing Tian said, "I saw about twenty of them, and each of them had a weapon, mostly AKMs and AK47s."

There should be about ten bandits on the first floor guarding the hostages, plus those preventing you from coming in to rescue them.

From the second to the sixth floor, there were two thugs on each floor, acting as mobile sentries searching for people. My classmate and I took down the two on the fourth floor.

There should be more snipers on the sixth floor, but I didn't see them, so I'm not sure how many there are.

Xing Tian recounted what he knew, which seemed very useful to Uncle Da Mao. Immediately, someone nearby spoke up, asking with a hint of urgency, "Is what you're saying reliable? Did you see it, or did you make a judgment?"

"And who are you?" Xing Tian was puzzled; how could anyone dare to interrupt the bureau chief?

"I am Qin Zhong, the captain of the Special Sight Team." The other person's voice was deep and imposing.

"You've finally arrived. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought you were all on holiday," Xing Tian said sarcastically, showing no mercy.

With so many armed robbers appearing in the World Trade Center, Captain Qin Zhong bears the primary responsibility for dereliction of duty.

"Things aren't as simple as you think. We have a big mission today. The vice-captain has taken the main force away, and I'm the only one here now. I hope you can answer my question; it's very important to us."

Qin Zhong was not angered by Xing Tian's mockery; his tone remained calm and composed.

"You're the only one with special features? What's the point of that?"

Xing Tian immediately became anxious, but still cooperated and said, "I saw some of these situations myself, and I guessed some of them from the accents over the walkie-talkie, so they should be about the same."

"You have their walkie-talkies? That's great! Tell me their frequency," Qin Zhong said excitedly.

"I really don't know what he's so happy about. You're just a lone commander; even if he tells you all the information, are you going to wipe them all out?"

Xing Tian complained inwardly, but didn't hide it and cooperated by telling him the frequency.

The walkie-talkie immediately rang.

"I am the director of the Sanbao City Public Security Bureau. Listen up, you thugs inside! You are surrounded. Don't resist any longer, surrender immediately..."

Even though the volume on Chen Jun's walkie-talkie was turned down, the speaker's strong and clear voice could still be heard.

Chen Jun and Xing Tian, ​​who had been looking forward to seeing what sophisticated tactics Captain Qin would pull off once he got the frequency, looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh and cry.

I've only ever heard of the chance of survival through robbery.

I've never heard of someone robbing someone with a gun, killing someone, and still having a chance to survive.

Since there was absolutely no chance of survival, whether they stuck their necks out or not, they would all be chopped off. Even a fool could guess that the bandits would never surrender.

In fact, from the moment the bandits opened fire, the word "surrender" ceased to exist.

They are true outlaws!

Fortunately, not all the uncles were such rigid dogmatists; at least some of them were still intelligent enough not to resort to corporate-style shoddy work and showed a little sincerity.

"I am the captain of the Special Operations Team. We can talk. Please remain calm and stop harming the hostages. You can make any demands you have."

Qin Zhong's shout was much more sophisticated, clearly aimed at the desperados organization.

"We don't have many demands, we just want the money in the vault. Once we have the money, arrange a few cars for us, and then we'll release the people."

A dry, hoarse voice, as if the throat were stuck together, came from the walkie-talkie.

After saying that, he specifically threatened, "And you two little guys who are hiding, you killed two of my people, don't think you can get away with it."

"It's no use who comes today. Everyone else can live, but you two must die. I'll find you both. Just wait to die."

I go!

That bastard must be that Mr. Yang, still plotting to kill us both?

Chen Jun and Xing Tian looked at each other helplessly, their hearts clenching as they felt the sword tip hanging above their heads getting even closer.