Chapter 23 "Windfall" (23) Highwaymen

"I'm just a poor guy, a worker working hard on the production line. Where do I get the money?"

"Fuck you! You're pretending to be sexy! Can a poor man afford real leather shoes? Can a poor man afford a wireless phone?"

"If you want a phone, I'll give it to you."

"Asshole! Don't think I don't understand. The phone itself is not valuable. What's more expensive is the wireless communication service fee!"

"Don't be nervous, buddy, you can get whatever you want. Just leave a pair of underwear for me to cover up my shame."

At the same time, the underground hangar of Norton Security Company's York City branch was opened.

A tilt-rotor aircraft painted in blue and white climbed to a low altitude. In addition to the pilot and co-pilot, there were six fully armed special operations team members in the cockpit.

They are captain, sniper, scorer, attacker, scout, and medic.

A message from the company headquarters came from the helicopter communicator. The person speaking was a woman with a magnetic voice, calm and rational, and as cold as ice:

"Norton Satellite No. 21 is authorized. The 0242 encrypted channel has been connected. I am Colonel Alexandra, the commander of this operation. Please reply after receiving it."

"Roger, Colonel, your voice is very clear, please speak."

"In an emergency situation, Mr. Roy, a senior black gold member of our company, has sent a distress signal and is ordering the elite Alpha special weapons tactics team to go to the scene in the No. 193 armed aircraft. Please be sure to arrive within three minutes."

"I am Second Lieutenant Hal, the leader of Alpha Team. I have received the order and have led the team to attack. The equipment is in good condition and I am on the way. Please share the mission information."

"The content of your mission is to protect the personal and property safety of Mr. Roy, the black gold VIP customer, and his companions.

According to the current life monitoring data readings, the customer has not been traumatized, but his heartbeat has increased due to nervousness. It is speculated that he has been attacked by an armed attack. Given the financial strength of black gold VIP customers, the possibility of being robbed or kidnapped is extremely high."

"Thanks for sharing the information. The client is located in a low-security and high-risk neighborhood. My team members and I believe that rubber bullets and stun guns cannot act as a deterrent, and we request the headquarters to unlock more advanced weapons permissions."

"Your request does not comply with company regulations and has been rejected. Lieutenant, please scan the mission location, confirm the status and apply for permission again."

"receive."

There was a lot of noise in the communicator, as if it had been forgotten to turn it off, and the chatter of several people came out:

"Ouch! I talked to this girl when I went to the headquarters!"

"Who?"

"The commander who speaks at the headquarters has a very energetic voice!"

"Oh! That plump tall hottie Miss Alexandra! She has a pair of sapphire eyes, short platinum hair, she is sexy, and her voice is even sexier. It makes me so horny!"

"Hehe, you're right, I can't fucking stand just hearing her voice! Those old men at the headquarters are really good at seeing things!"

"A bunch of perverts! What's so good about that woman? She's just good at sucking up to the top of the company. She only keeps climbing up the corporate ladder when she feels comfortable doing it to the company's senior executives."

"Ouch... I'm so sour! Lemon Essence is talking! You are just jealous of my good looks and magnetic voice. It sounds much better than your broken voice."

"Sam! Shut your stinky mouth! You dare to offend even the medic? I think you are tired of living. I won't care about you when you get shot one day."

"This unfortunate bitch dares to curse me to be shot...Captain, you are upholding justice!"

The communicator was silent for a few seconds, and Colonel Alexandra's voice sounded a little embarrassed:

"Everyone, please do not post non-work related content in the channel."

There was another moment of silence...

"Damn! The communicator is still on! Headquarters has heard everything, shut the fuck up! Stop talking nonsense!"

There was another noisy sound, and someone screamed "Ouch!"

"I'm sorry, it was my team members who violated the company's regulations. I have already taught them a lesson."

"Please take care of your men and stop making strange noises."

"Again, I'm so sorry, Colonel Alexandra."

"It doesn't matter."

"Hey hey hey..." A burst of snickering came from the communicator. It was the captain and co-pilot who were amused and couldn't help it.

"Call headquarters. I am the captain of armed aircraft No. 193. There is a large-scale violent conflict near the mission site."

"Please wait a moment, I will contact my colleagues to verify...Captain No. 193, the workers' demonstration near you has turned into a violent conflict. The York City Police Department has dispatched a large number of personnel to suppress it. Don't worry, continue to perform the task."

"clear."

"Call the headquarters. Armed aircraft No. 193 has arrived at the mission site. After scanning, it was found that seven neighborhood thugs with criminal records surrounded our black gold client. The other party illegally possesses fully automatic firearms. The unlimited right of self-defense has been triggered. We are requesting the use of lethal force again.

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"Authorized, airborne weapons and personal weapons have been unlocked. The customer's heartbeat is racing and his life may be threatened. Please take decisive action immediately."

"Understood, Team Alpha is preparing for rappelling. It has switched to the throat communicator to communicate secretly and is ready for instructions from the headquarters at any time."

"Copy that, good luck."

In the narrow, damp dark alley, Roy was raising his hands and letting the gangsters search him.

A flash shock bomb fell from the sky, and everyone in the dark alley lost the ability to resist. Roy was briefly blinded by the bright light, and his eardrums were buzzing, but he could still hear the gunfire.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that five special operations team members wearing high-tech tactical uniforms were on guard with guns, and six of the seven gangsters had fallen to the ground.

Four people were apparently stunned by high-voltage stun guns. Their pants were soaked in urine and their whole bodies were twitching. One person had his bones broken by a rubber bullet and was lying on the ground wailing.

One of the most vicious gangsters raised his gun and aimed it. His head was blown open by a large-caliber sniper rifle, and blood, brains and broken bones flowed all over the floor.

Roy's crisis was still not over. The leading gangster put a dagger on his neck. The man's fear could be heard in his tone:

"Don't shoot! Otherwise, I'll kill this kid!"

A special operations team member lifted off his bulletproof mask, revealing a weather-beaten face of a middle-aged tough guy:

"You are surrounded by professionals. Stop making unnecessary resistance. Throw away your weapons and let go of our VIP customers. We will transfer you to the York City Police Station!"

"Fart! As soon as I let go of the hostage... I will be beaten into a sieve!"

The gangster kept retreating, and the blade of the dagger cut the skin of Roy's neck, and he had to retreat with him.

"Your snipers are still targeting me on the plane...right!" the gangster shouted tremblingly.

"Sir, we are employees of a regular security company and have no intention of harming your life. We only want to protect the safety of our VIP customers."

A special operations team member wearing a full-face helmet took a step forward, put down the large-caliber shotgun in his hand as a sign of friendship, and advised softly:

"Put down the knife and don't seek death."
Chapter completed!