Bana City
Su Tianyu sat in the command office, staring at the huge map of Manchester in front of him, and anxiously asked Lao Hei, "Did my second brother send a letter?"
"Everything over there has been evacuated according to the plan, and Tianbei has already boarded the ship." Lao Hei walked over with the phone.
Su Tianyu felt a little relieved when he heard this.
"Now the problem at the port has been solved, but the situation in the city is a bit difficult. The informants outside called, and Manchester City dispatched a large number of police forces to block the periphery of the conflict area as much as possible, including the canal, which is also in the main inspection area." Lao Hei reminded.
"Yes, I know."
Su Tianyu pondered for a moment. Although he had successfully rescued Wu Boxin, the crisis in Manchester City had not been resolved. If he wanted to leave Manchester City smoothly, relying on his own strength would definitely not be enough.
Thinking of this, Su Tianyu almost subconsciously looked at An Qiqi who was sitting on the other side of the conference room.
At this moment, she was lowering her head, holding a notebook in her hand, and constantly writing something on it, looking very serious.
"Qiqi, I need you to provide some information. Only in this way can the Chinese Workers and Brother Qiu get out smoothly." Su Tianyu took over the baton unknowingly, and even if Huang Peishan had any temporary decisions, he would communicate with him unconsciously.
"Shh, don't talk!"
An Qiqi made a gesture to keep quiet, then pointed to her ear, where she was wearing a Bluetooth headset. She seemed to be listening to something, and then kept writing and drawing on the notebook.
If you listen carefully, you can hear a burst of knocking sounds coming from her headphones from time to time. The sounds are long and short and very rhythmic.
"Da da, da da, da da..."
An Qiqi translated the Chinese characters, frowned and raised her head and shouted, "President Huang, the river channel that the Chinese workers will evacuate has been blocked. Let our people evacuate quickly!"
Although the entire Anxi military has built a very high platform for the general's daughter, her personal ability determines whether she can sit in this position.
The three years of systematic study in military intelligence were not in vain. When An Qiqi returned, she was already capable of competing for the position she was qualified for.
In this operation, the military intelligence of the An faction played a very important role. Without their insider, things would never have gone so smoothly.
…
Five headquarters.
Outside the gate, Gwen sat in the SUV with red eyes and shouted urgently: "Canal! Helicopters are flying along the Balkan River! As long as there are moving ships, keep an eye on them immediately. According to the operators who withdrew from the villa, they must have gone to that river. I don't care what means you use, you must stop them!"
A row of police helicopters flew over the city and began a rapid search along the city’s waterways.
At the same time, in a special forces command vehicle nearby, a man was sitting in the car, listening to Gwen's shouting on the walkie-talkie, while stretching out his fingers and lightly tapping on the screen of the mobile phone in his trouser pocket.
"Da da, da da, da da..."
…
Bana City
An Qiqi was taking notes seriously, and Su Tianyu was standing beside her, seeing everything clearly.
He immediately returned to the map, called Huang Peishan, pointed at the river on the map, and drew one cross after another with his baton.
"The Balkan River is blocked... The Tatu River is blocked... The Lucier River is blocked. Have your people avoid these places quickly. Do you understand?"
Huang Peishan was also very nervous. He wrote down these locations one by one and then informed the intelligence personnel of the Chinese Workers' Union.
Messages were sent out one after another, and Su Tianyu and Gwen were racing against time.
At this moment, An Qiqi suddenly raised his head: "The Chinese Workers' Union's ship has been discovered!"
…
Rolles River Road, Manchester.
A miniature sightseeing boat was sailing downstream towards the estuary.
At this moment, white searchlights suddenly lit up in the sky, and three police helicopters hovered over the canal. The lights shone on the miniature sightseeing boat, illuminating the entire boat and the surrounding canal, making it impossible to hide.
"The ships below, stop and dock immediately! The ships below, stop and dock immediately!"
A white sheriff sat in a helicopter, shouting down through a loud speaker.
Seeing that the boat below showed no sign of stopping, he waved his hand decisively, and the police officers in the helicopter immediately opened fire at the canal below.
“Da da da!”
Bullets swept the water to warn ships.
"Stop the boat! Pull to the shore!"
The sightseeing boat didn't dare to sail any further and turned around and docked at the shore.
The helicopter descended, and the sheriff and a dozen police officers quickly landed on the deck of the ship along the airborne rope.
"We have successfully controlled the ship!"
The sheriff pulled the walkie-talkie from his shoulder and reported to his superiors.
The two police officers behind him immediately stepped forward and broke open the cabin door. The remaining police officers rushed into the cabin with guns in hand and took control of the scene.
When I got in, I was dumbfounded because there was only one black man in the cabin. He was squatting on the ground and shivering with his hands raised.
"search!"
More than a dozen police officers turned the boat upside down but found nothing.
"Damn it, where are those Chinese?!"
The sheriff kicked the black crew member to the ground, pointed a gun at his head and questioned him harshly.
"Oh my god, what are you talking about?"
The black man was so scared that he nearly peed his pants.
"Chinese! Where are the Chinese who escaped?"
“There are no Chinese people, only me.”
The black man had a sad face, clamped his legs together, and kept shouting that it was unfair.
"Are you alone? There's so much gunfire outside, why are you sailing?"
The sheriff didn't believe the black people's lies at all.
"Yes... it's like this, let me explain... My boat is right where the shooting happened, sir, and I'm afraid it will be destroyed..." The black man raised his hands and responded tremblingly: "Please, don't point the gun at me... I... I feel like I can't breathe."
A sheriff rushed forward and shot the black man with the butt of his gun, knocking him down and shouting, "Take him away!"
…
At the same time, on the highway in Manchester.
A dirty and broken garbage truck was driving along the highway towards the outside of the city.
Manchester's helicopters were searching over the canal, and although the police outside had come closer, they were unable to instantly block the streets in the entire conflict area.
Inside the huge garbage truck, all kinds of filth and waste were piled up like a mountain, but at the bottom there was a one-meter-high dark box where Brother Qiu was lying.
Wu Taiyong was almost lying on the iron plate, using cotton balls, military sutures, hemostatic tape and other items to treat Qiu Ge's wound.
The handsome guy next to him took a tissue and wiped Wu Taiyong's sweat.
"The damn Chinese workers will..."
Brother Qiu had lost half of his face, and blood was oozing from his wound as he spoke: "How many of us died just because they had a traitor? Useless... useless!"
Hearing this, Wu Taiyong didn't say anything, but subconsciously looked at the people around him.
The people brought by Brother Qiu lost half of their number in less than ten minutes of fierce fighting on the two battlefields. These people were elite soldiers drawn from the lower-level units of the Anxi Military Intelligence Department. They had been training together for the past two years and had formed friendships.
Who can feel good about so many people dying at once
There were only four soldiers left who boarded the car with Brother Qiu. They were trembling, some were smoking, some had dull eyes, and no one was talking...
The entire darkroom was unusually quiet, with only the sound of breathing and the noise of the skin and flesh on Qiu Ge's face being sewn together.
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Five headquarters.
Gwen was sitting in the command car when she heard the news that the sheriff had failed.
"Damn it, they were able to get away with this?!" Gwen stood at the door of the Fifth Headquarters, jumped up and cursed, then put his hands on his hips and looked around with a confused look.
The walls were covered with bullets, the wounded were constantly being carried away, the residential buildings were destroyed, the ambulances came one after another, the people were accidentally injured, and the vehicles were burning...
The Wu father and son were missing, and the deputy director of the Bureau of Statistics, who had been caught in a big net, also disappeared. All that was left was the devastation of three battlefields and the number of deaths and wounded that had not yet been counted.
How the hell, how can I submit a transcript like this?!
Gwen was regretting his decision to the core. He knew that he was too greedy. He was not satisfied with having the Quantong Bureau under his control, and he had to get involved with the Chinese Workers' Union and the An Clan as well. In the end, he lost everything and didn't even get a single thing.
A very experienced gambler walks into a casino and his first bet is a perfect win, but 99% of people will not pay the bill and leave immediately... That's human nature, people always want to take a bigger chance.
Gwen put her hands on her hips, her chest aching, and leaned tiredly against the SUV, feeling a little out of breath.
There was a sound of footsteps, and Xu Nan ran over with a dusty face: "Director, there is an urgent matter! Liu Cong was taken away by the Qingyi Bureau, and they also ran away..."
“???!” Gwen was stunned for a while, then fell to the ground with a thud.
"Director, what's wrong with you? Director! Don't scare me, why are you foaming at the mouth...?!"