Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don’t Mess Around!

All pedestrians were denied access into this area, even the surrounding residents were evacuated by the police. The small seven-floor building was completely surrounded by the police force and helicopters hovering above.

The International Police was determined to capture the targeted person inside the building during this operation.

Following Nick’s laughter, several explosions suddenly erupted from nearby. Boom! Boom! A police car was pushed into the air by the heat waves and slammed on top of another car. Countless explosions instantly filled up the surroundings.

“This is my territory,” said Nick, as he sneered at the firelights. “Although I won’t be coming back here again, I have to admit I just love this exciting and decadent place.”

“If we take everyone hostage, we can get out of here faster.” Red Scorpion mocked

“No, no. Using hostages is my least favorite approach. Hahaha. I prefer to go straight up against those self-righteous idiots.” Unlike Red Scorpion, Nick preferred to go solo. He had invested in a lot of people and resources just to tease the International Police, who, in his eyes, was not much different from rats.

Though full of confidence at first, the International Police soon tensed up as four explosions went off in their surroundings. The commander began to roar loudly and the sound of ambulances rang all over Sydney. The city’s police force blocked all the entries to Kings Cross Street. It was time for a Class A Emergency.

“Damn it. Where is the demolition expert? Tell them to come here right away!”

“God! There is another bomb here… hurry…” One police sought for help through the intercom, but before he could finish his sentence, the bomb was manually detonated. Another police immediately took cover under the car door. As he saw the rocks exploding into mid-air, his voice came out distorted. “Manually controlled detonation… can not gain access!”

Like the International police, Nick also had speakers. Nick scoffed through the KTV stereo, “I hope you lovely rats enjoyed my gifts. If you had a good time, I don’t mind presenting my gifts again.”

The police officers who hid behind cars, trees and buildings shivered upon hearing Nick’s cold, brutal and demon-like voice. It was pure humiliation. They were humiliated by a criminal.

Surprisingly, Ye Jian found it rather gratifying.

K7’s cold voice came through the earpieces, directly speaking to Ye Jian. “Classmate Ye Jian, your body is petite. Throw a few smoke bombs at them through the ventilation tunnel.”

Without waiting for Ye Jian’s reply, he pointed out the location of the ventilation tunnel which would take her from fourth to sixth floor.

Then, he said to Xia Jinyuan, “This is a good arrangement, does Q Wang have any thoughts?”

“K7, you are talking too much now. Just do your job and don’t expose your identity.” J5’s voice no longer sounded casual as he interrupted K7 abruptly. “Also, you have no right to assign a student to complete our task. No matter how capable she is, she is still a student and a citizen whom we must protect!”

Having been a political instructor once, J5 stood out and stopped any misbehavior he saw in his comrades.