Chapter 1673 - 841: Rear Assault (Part 2)

Chapter 1673: Chapter 841: Rear Assault (Part 2)

"You must conduct a thorough investigation into how these weapons and equipment were smuggled into the country. And this is an island—how did they manage to breach our territorial waters? Get to the bottom of it and find out who’s responsible."

The person in charge was truly outraged this time.

These people were audaciously transporting such things on their land; it was utterly unbelievable.

"Let’s focus on the present first and figure out how to solve the problem. Currently, internal and external communications have been established."

Lin Beichen knew that those matters would come later.

"I have a suggestion. We need to first clarify the layout of this resort, at least find a breakthrough point, and see where we can directly infiltrate. I think we need to understand the situation from the inside."

Lin Beichen contacted Chen Lin again.

"Layout? The current situation is indeed quite difficult. I must quickly establish contact with my team members. Alright, I’ll dictate it to you immediately, and you record it on your end."

Given the circumstances, everyone immediately prepared to start recording the layout through dictation.

Soon, a rough layout was presented before them. Although it wasn’t entirely accurate, it could basically be used.

"So now, the key is to break through from the kitchen area, right? Look, beneath the kitchen is a stretch of sea, and we can climb directly from there."

Lin Beichen looked at Yu Feng.

"How’s your team?"

"Ready!"

Yu Feng had been prepared for combat long ago.

Since the situation changed, he had to be on the front lines to ensure everyone’s safety.

However, things inside became more complicated, mainly due to the interference of a so-called "coach."

"What are you trying to do?"

The resort owner finally couldn’t bear it anymore.

"I’ve made it very clear. I only need my things. You provide me with the data, then launch these things, and my task is complete. As for how to get out, that’s not your concern. I also know there are definitely many people outside watching me now."

"I’ve told you so much, but you can’t solve the problem. Besides, you know who I am—a resort owner. What kind of skills could I possibly have? Furthermore, I truly don’t know what’s going on."

After the resort owner’s pleading words, the surrounding employees all panicked.

"Haha!"

The terrorist suddenly smiled grimly, a fierce expression appearing on his face.

"Let me tell you, I don’t care about this, nor do I want to find out what kind of tricks you’re up to.

We’re now searching room by room; when we find the target, we’ll gather more information.

At that time, I’ll naturally know what to do. But truly, I rather like your hotel. If you don’t adhere to my demands, this bomb will explode, launching me—and flattening this lovely place."

The owner never imagined that running a resort to make some money would lead to such a deadly situation.

He understood that from now on, the resort would be famous, with media journalists outside frantically reporting.

Sure enough, a large number of media journalists gathered there, all waiting for a definitive message.

Yu Feng led his team to set off, quickly arriving at the edge of the sea.

"Listen to me, from now on we must unite.

Our female team members are still inside the resort; our mission is not only to rescue them but also to ensure the safety of civilians, while eliminating the terrorists—this is our duty."

"Yes!"

Under his leadership, the team members immediately began to arm themselves for a swim.

This was a brand-new start, and they didn’t know what dangers lay ahead, as crises were everywhere inside the resort.

The situation in the hotel remained complex, though the special forces members were scattered across various locations, unwavering efforts had eventually established a defense line.

At this moment, a terrorist henchman approached the leader.

"Oh? It seems the situation has changed.

You stay here and don’t move unless someone is injured and needs medical treatment."

The terrorist leader temporarily left the lobby, giving everyone a momentary sigh of relief but still carrying some anxiety.

Meanwhile, a target appeared in a room—another owner, surnamed Zhang.

"Boss Zhang, what a surprise that we meet again.

I remember the last time was abroad, when we discussed things in another way.

Back then, you said the research results wouldn’t be disclosed, so I didn’t say anything further."

"What exactly do you want?"

The situation gradually changed, and clearly, the harm caused by this matter was immense.

"I don’t want anything, just want you to understand that in our field, collaborating with us is the only path to success, do you understand?

If you dare play tricks with me, I will not spare you."

"Don’t kid yourself; since I sealed away that research, there’s never been a thought of publicizing it.

Moreover, it’s an inhuman thing—how could I bring it out to harm people?

I originally intended only to conduct research, but unexpectedly ended up creating something harmful—a true sin."

"Pretend!"

The leader just smiled disdainfully at Zhang.

"It’s mainly because the money wasn’t enough. Here’s the deal: as long as you need money, no matter how much, we’ll buy this technology.

Name your price—even an astronomical figure, we can afford it."

Clearly, this time the leader was determined to pay handsomely, but Zhang only smiled slightly.

"I would rather die than give you my work."

"Die?"

The leader chuckled contemptuously on the side.

"We folks live with our heads on the line every day; death means nothing to us anymore.

Don’t threaten me with death; besides, don’t I understand the specifics?

Do you think dying solves everything?

There’s another kind of pain called living hell—want to experience it?"

"You!"

Boss Zhang had never suffered such humiliation.

Faced with the impending hurdles, he felt a bit afraid but still stood firm.

"Do you know an ancient punishment in Huaxia called slow slicing? It’s done by gradually cutting with a small knife, letting the body bleed continuously."

Upon hearing this, Zhang couldn’t help but feel a surge of fear. He had heard of the torture of slow slicing long ago, and he was especially sensitive to pain.

Since childhood, he has been exceptionally sensitive to pain, terrified even of injections, and often ridiculed despite being a man.

The organization’s leader drew out a knife from his waist, smirked coldly, and even licked the blade.

"This knife is sharp. The taste of licking blood off the blade is probably like this. Boss Zhang, want to try? Didn’t you say you wouldn’t tell us, even if you die? Then let’s have you experience the sensation of death first."

"You..."

Zhang was instantly tense. He knew that if he suffered such physical torment, the consequences would be unimaginable. But if he revealed the technology to the terrorists, it would cause a global catastrophe, and he would still be doomed.

"Give me time to think."

"One hour! But, this hour won’t be easy. Every ten minutes, a life will vanish. I’ll turn on the TV now, so you can see firsthand how people’s brains burst before you."

The leader immediately ordered the people in the lobby to prepare.

"You..."

Zhang couldn’t fathom how he would bear such guilt if people were indeed harmed.

At that moment, Yu Feng led the team, finally infiltrating quietly from behind.

"Are you at the kitchen?"

Several female special forces members awaited orders in the back of the kitchen, never making a rash move without specific commands.

"Rest assured, we’re prepared. Now, we need a commander; who’s going to take charge?"

"Me! Now tell me, roughly how many terrorists are in the kitchen?"