Free Web NovelChapter 130: Chapter 100: An Unexpected Choice (Part 2)
The slightest noise could get them discovered.
And if that happened...
With the power of the "Berserker" machine gun, a random spray of bullets upward would leave them trapped, or even dead inside.
In an instant, the atmosphere grew tense. Everyone’s brows were furrowed in thought.
Neither the squad leaders nor the other officers felt confident enough; most were unwilling to take such a risk.
"Sigh."
Seeing this, Yu Yong sighed inwardly. He realized he’d been too optimistic.
The ventilation duct looked like a critical entry point, but the risk was just too high. One small mistake and it would cost them their lives.
The quiet was shattered by another burst of machine gun fire.
RATATATATATAT!
Muzzle flashes bloomed from the firing ports on the factory’s front wall, hammering against the officers’ riot shields with a deafening CLANG.
Two more grenades were thrown out, nearly sending the two closest officers flying.
"Hahaha, you sons of bitches from the Patrol Department! What’s the matter, stopped charging?!"
"Don’t tell me you’re scared of dying! Did we scare you little cowards?!"
The brazen taunts echoed from inside the factory again, punctuated by the sharp SLAP of hands hitting flesh and the cries of hostages. Veins pulsed on every officer’s temples; they were on the verge of losing control.
Yu Yong gritted his teeth. As much as he hated to admit it, he knew the mission now depended entirely on Ruan Hui’s team and their raid through the secret passage.
He hated it, but...
"I’ll do it."
A calm voice suddenly cut through the communications channel.
Yu Yong froze, and the other officers and squad leaders were stunned into silence.
The next instant, everyone on the slope turned or glanced toward the Third Squad, positioned at the rear of the right flank.
Their squad leader, Yang Wangtao, looked just as astonished, as if he was a half-beat behind everyone else.
When he snapped out of it, he followed their gaze to a spot two meters to his right.
A young man with a buzz cut, dressed in a bulletproof vest, was crouched on the ground. He wore a riot helmet and clutched a heavy, black metal riot shield. Sparks flew as machine gun rounds ricocheted off its surface.
As if sensing the attention, the man turned his head and met his gaze.
"Let me give it a try."
Lu Chao offered a small smile and said calmly, "I can’t guarantee it’ll work, but there’s at least a sliver of hope."
"Just give me a chance, Captain Yu. All of you."
As his words hung in the air, Yang Wangtao’s mouth fell open.
Many of the officers exchanged complicated looks. Even Yu Yong, who glanced back from the front line, had a shifting expression on his face.
"Are you sure?"
He hesitated, worried Lu Chao was acting on impulse. "Once you give yourself away, no one can help you," he warned.
"And even if you make it inside, Qiu Shan and his men will spot you easily. You’ll have to face all of them at once..."
A heavily wounded Elite Level fighter, plus three at the Professional Level. The danger was self-evident.
"I’ll be fine."
Lu Chao’s smile vanished, however. His gaze fixed on the factory up the slope.
"When it comes down to it, it’s either them or me."
He said calmly, fully aware of his own capabilities.
As long as he could get inside the factory, he had no reason to fear the heavily wounded Qiu Shan or his men.
This confidence came from his Adrenaline ability and the calm assurance he’d gained from mastering Stacked Force Fist.
Besides.
’A glint flashed in his eyes. How could he let Ruan Hui snatch all the credit for this?’
The comms channel fell silent. For a moment, all anyone could hear was gunfire.
Yu Yong’s expression was hesitant as he weighed his options.
Just then.
"I’ll go with him."
Yang Wangtao spoke up, his expression grim.
Having worked together for days, he immediately understood Lu Chao’s intentions.
’Others might be able to back down, but their Third Squad didn’t have that choice.’
’Anyone could see that if Ruan Hui took the credit for this, he’d inevitably become their direct superior in the near future.’
’And when that happened, he’d find even more ways to make their lives miserable. Even quitting the Patrol Department wouldn’t save them.’
"Captain Yang..."
Lu Chao looked at him, slightly surprised, and met his gaze.
Yang Wangtao gave a firm nod. He said nothing more, but the silent understanding in his eyes said everything.
’As their captain, how could he let one of his own men walk into danger alone?’
After a few moments of silence.
"Alright!"
Yu Yong gritted his teeth and made his decision.
’Vice Director Liu had repeatedly reminded him before this operation: it wasn’t just the Third Squad on the line. He didn’t have much of a path for retreat, either.’
He quickly relayed a series of orders.
"Move up with me!!"
Yu Yong roared, raising his riot shield and charging up the latter half of the slope once more.
Amidst the CLANG-CLANG-CLANG of machine gun fire, the black shield bore the brunt of the bulletstorm, a shower of sparks erupting from its surface as he pushed forward.
"Fuck it, get them!"
"Everyone, charge!"
Several squad leaders roared and followed suit, their black riot shields forming a mobile iron wall that absorbed the brunt of the sniper and machine gun fire.
Even when grenades landed nearby, they braced themselves, gritting their teeth and enduring the blasts.
HISS!!
Soon, a series of smoke grenades were thrown, spewing thick white fog that obscured the advance and confused Qiu Shan and his men inside the factory.
Dozens of officers followed their captains’ lead, charging headlong into the fray.
"Captain."
"Let’s go."
Lu Chao and Yang Wangtao exchanged a look. After the brief exchange, they both nodded. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
Without another moment’s delay.
The two used the cover of the smoke and their charging teammates to sprint toward the rear wall on the factory’s right side.
Meanwhile, other officers were yelling taunts, deliberately provoking Qiu Shan and his men to draw their fire and attention.
Instantly, the RAT-TAT-TAT of continuous gunfire was joined by the thunderous BOOM of exploding grenades.
