Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

But it wasn't until the girl snapped her fingers and all the Sarkaz drew their weapons and fired shots into the air that everyone understood why this group had come here.

They eliminated the resistance of the security guards, whose security system had already been rendered useless before they arrived, and simply fired shots upon entering.

Even a professional team wouldn't be this good.

"Now! Cover your heads and squat down!!"

The Sarkaz mercenaries shouted loudly, each brandishing knives and crossbow bolts of various sizes.

Panic spread through the crowd in an instant.

Screams, falls, and children's cries mingled together.

However, all the noise was completely silenced by the next gunshot.

That's the beauty of power. Whenever I need it, I say "quiet," and everything falls silent.

It's that simple, all you need to do is move your fingers.

"Boss, Kosichek's men have already made their move."

They saw that the group of guys they had seen earlier had just taken advantage of the chaos in the crowd to enter the upper floors of the building and were preparing to take over the remote signal room.

That's not their business.

But speaking of which...

"Those people are quite skilled; they might be mercenaries from Ursus."

A group of professional thugs disguised as robbers, how interesting.

As she spoke, the girl's crimson eyes slowly turned to the bank clerk squatting in the crowd.

"My dear lady, could you... do me a favor?"

The girl smiled elegantly, holding the woman's chin with one hand and forcing her to look at her, while the girl extended her other hand.

It was just a cell phone.

"Could you please call the police?"

ps: First update!

Section 91, Chapter 88: [Since ancient times, CT scans have never looked up]

"This is the Third Mobile Squadron. Please respond."

The captain of the Rapid Mobility Division of the Lungmen Guard Bureau is leading his team on patrol on the streets.

Suddenly, a noisy sound came from the walkie-talkie.

"Robbery?"

The captain, standing on the street, was somewhat bewildered.

Where was the robbery located?

In the central business district?

The captain even thought he might have misheard.

Lungmen's security is not perfect; fertile ground for crime still exists, but not here. In the central area, security is 100% perfect.

There is no fertile ground for crime here, especially since this is the commercial district of the Swire Group. Throughout history, there have been many criminals who have set their sights on the Swire Group, but they have all quickly disappeared into history, and no one knows where they went.

Only in the outer ring area can crime thrive.

Even the Imperial Guard Bureau has limited reach there, so the security there is not as good as in the central area.

Even so, the commands from the dispatch center on the walkie-talkie were indeed true.

Taikoo Place in the central area.

Those thugs must be out of their minds. That's the most heavily guarded place. There are probably more thugs from the Swire Group than police officers from the Royal Guard. Why would they rob there?

I'm afraid those people have completely lost their minds.

However, a task is a task, and once an order is given, it must be carried out.

He called his team members to get on the vehicle and then started the engine.

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At Pacific Place, ten minutes after the hostage situation began, the first rapid response team had already arrived at the scene.

A large number of people have already gathered at the scene.

Meanwhile, other mobile teams that arrived at the scene had already set up cordons.

The area was completely surrounded, and the bandits had released some hostages in batches. This place was of utmost importance to Lungmen, right under the noses of the entire Lungmen Guard Bureau. There was practically no way to escape. These people probably had no choice but to release all the hostages and surrender in the end. There was absolutely no way they could run away. Everyone was full of confidence in this situation. This was not a kidnapping at all, but a performance evaluation.

Wanting a promotion but struggling with poor performance is no longer an option; now it's like banging your head against a wall with impressive results.

Even before the riot police from the Guard Bureau arrived, the dispatch center had already begun organizing the mobile unit, planning to directly tighten the encirclement, drive the robbers inside the building into the core area, and remove them from the outermost part of the building.

I don't know what got into this group of people, they hijacked the Swire Group building. Now there are more guards surrounding it and setting up a cordon than the Guard Bureau has. Those are all Swire's thugs.

The security company under the Swire Group consists of skilled fighters. Although their weapons are relatively limited, consisting only of non-lethal melee weapons such as batons, they have a clear numerical advantage. This group of robbers has really messed up.

"Ahem, listen up inside! You are now surrounded! Lay down your weapons and release the hostages immediately!!!"

The police captain held the car door with one hand and used a megaphone in the other to shout several times into the car.

However, there was no reaction inside, and there was no one in the glass corridor outside. The entire building was as silent as if no one was there.

Generally speaking, robbers will definitely make certain demands. At this point, according to the proper procedure, shouldn't they come out and negotiate the terms?

Generally speaking, they either need money or people, or both, and they also need the Guards to back off and send a car for them to leave.

After all, he was a squad leader, and he had seen this kind of thing many times, so he was naturally very familiar with the procedures, except that this was the first time he had seen robbers in such a place.

After all, previous missions were all in slums, where evil was rampant.

This is the first time I've encountered a situation like this in the city center.

"Team A is preparing to enter."

The other party showed no intention of negotiating, and dragging it out like this is definitely not going to work, especially since this is the city center, and if we keep going, it will be rush hour soon, which is not conducive to effective action.

Soon, the assault mission fell to the arriving bomb disposal team.

The Special Handling Section of the Imperial Guard Bureau deals with all emergencies.

Black shields and a squad of guards clad in heavy black armor were slowly entering the building.

The heavy combat boots stomped on the polished marble floor. The building was dark inside, with only the incandescent light from the team members.

no one?

The assault team leader signaled the squad to halt. All that could be seen in the light was a messy floor and a dark room; there was nothing else.

This is the first floor of the building, where the bank is located, but it's clear there's no one here.

?

Did it shrink to the upper level?

"Report to the dispatch center..."

The sound of the walkie-talkie echoed slowly in the hall.

However, the saying "CT scans never look up" is not wrong.

On the ceiling directly above the assault team, a pair of crimson eyes were staring at them.

Just as she was suspended in mid-air, a girl with a mantis-shaped blade stuck in the ceiling for leverage was eyeing her prey intently below.

The commando team would never have imagined that all their illogical actions were a ploy to lure them in.

How can you create big news without bloodshed?

Then I'll make an example of you. Who told you not to look up?

Some mistakes... can cost you your life.

The next moment, like a leaping cheetah, the girl suddenly fell from above!

"Dispatch center... Oh no!!!"

Before the words were even finished, the Mantis Blade, its blade glowing with heat, had already sliced ​​into the captain's shoulders as easily as cutting butter!

"Do it!"

Behind the surrounding pillars, several dark figures suddenly emerged, brandishing their Sarkaz longswords!

The captain stared in disbelief through his goggles at the woman before him, and then at the things lying on the ground...

My own arms.

"Good night~"

The beautiful girl, who seemed like a dream lover, spoke softly.

With both hands pointing inward, the two mantis knives, like scissors, instantly decapitated the man.

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"The commando team has lost contact?"

Nine is in the dispatch center. This matter is not her responsibility to handle yet. She has other official duties to attend to. After all, she is only the head of the police force's mobile unit, not the assault team. The bomb disposal unit and the special handling unit are not under her jurisdiction.

But as things unfolded, Jiu began to frown.

Something's not right...

This doesn't seem like a normal robbery.

It's more like... deliberately summoning the Imperial Guard to attract everyone's attention...

ps: Second update!

Section 92, Chapter 89: [New Police Story]

The captain is dead.

Death is only a matter of a moment.

In the chaos of battle, the commando members fell one after another.

I can't see it... I can't see it at all!!!

"Shoot! Shoot quickly!"

The vice-captain roared in despair, but even with a volley of crossbow bolts fired at top speed, the arrows just barely landed elsewhere. The red figure was like a ghost, impossible to aim accurately!

The crimson streaks of light darted back and forth through the crowd, as elusive as a crimson comet.

Within a few breaths, the deputy captain, who was still shooting, heard the woman's warm breath beside his ear.

Where are you aiming?

However, at this moment, Piana had completely unleashed all the restrictions on his output.

The dark red mechanical hand was stained with viscous blood, and the mantis knife that had been ejected was held against the man's neck.

His bloodshot eyes were filled with a crimson killing intent, like a flowing river of blood!

"Get away!!"

Seeing that the vice-captain was in imminent danger, the surrounding team members raised their long knives and stabbed him.

However, he could not save his vice-captain.

Because the girl's other hand had already caught the blade that was swinging through the air.

The left hand, which looked like flesh and blood, was completely unharmed!