King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 1379 - Capítulo 1379: 1168: Unexpected Incident

Capítulo 1379: Chapter 1168: Unexpected Incident

When Joe Ga and his large group of ard personnel appeared on the street, a small commotion arose nearby.

Six Golden Eagle Soldiers, led by a policeman, headed to the hotel’s back entrance, while the remaining fourteen took control of the lobby amid gasps from hotel staff and guests.

The police chief rushed over to negotiate with the hotel manager. After pointing in the direction of Boss Joe and saying sothing, the hotel cald down.

However, the hotel guests appeared sowhat panicked in the face of this situation.

A middle-aged white man sitting in the café on the side of the lobby glanced at Boss Joe, tapped lightly on his ear, and whispered in an almost undetectable voice, “This is Hound. Target acquired. Attempt attack?”

“Hound, stay put. It’s too dangerous to act alone. Gather intel on-site, and if possible, delay them from going upstairs.

The Ghoul’s people are capturing those two old n. Once they succeed, we will evacuate…

Don’t move indiscriminately; Hu Lang has skilled personnel around…”

The middle-aged white man touched his temple, cut off communications, and with a plain face, hurriedly put down his coffee cup and walked out of the café into the hotel lobby…

“What’s going on here?”

Ignoring a Golden Eagle Soldier’s gaze, the middle-aged white man caught hold of a waiter and asked a question, then rushed to a seemingly frightened woman clutching her chest, looking out of breath, and said to the man beside her, “Give her so space, I’m a doctor…

Does she have asthma? Where is her dication?”

Saying this, the middle-aged white man helped the woman to a sofa, and as he passed her armpit, his index finger bent and pressed a knuckle against it…

The gasping woman, as if electrocuted, opened her mouth to call out but couldn’t make a sound, panic holding her breath in her chest…

The middle-aged man seed exceedingly anxious. He swept away the decorations on the coffee table, creating a loud noise, then lifted the woman onto the table, pried open her mouth to insert a small object while pretending to examine her, then shouted, “Call an ambulance, her airway is blocked…”

He then circled to the back of the woman, threading his arms through her armpits and pulling upward, but after a few attempts, he still failed…

Seeing the woman’s face begin to turn purple, dical Bird proactively went over to check, then shouted to Joe Ga, “Boss, I need to perform an ergency tracheotomy on her, you…”

The middle-aged white man shouted loudly before dical Bird finished, “Get two people to hold her down…”

After the woman’s partner took over, the middle-aged white man stood up and said, “There’s a drugstore across the street. I’ll get so dication…”

The woman’s sudden episode threw the hotel lobby into chaos again. The proactive middle-aged white man ignored the Golden Eagle Soldiers’ stares and darted out of the hotel, sprinting across the street to a pharmacy.

Just a minute after the middle-aged man left, dical Bird finished cutting open the woman’s trachea and completed intubation, allowing her to breathe from her neck.

dical Bird was about to apply a breathing aid when the woman’s body began to twist, and her neck visibly reddened and swelled…

“FUCK…”

dical Bird asked amid the woman’s partner’s questioning, “Is she allergic to anything?”

The man’s English was not good, and he waved his hand, saying, “NO, no, NO…”

“Call an ambulance…”

As dical Bird seed a bit at a loss, Joe Ga ca over, glanced at them, frowned, and injected a shot into the woman’s body…

Seeing the woman’s neck emit a relieving whistle sound after a few seconds, Joe Ga seed to confirm sothing…

“Ronnie, check where that man went just now?”

As Ronnie tried to cross the street to the opposite pharmacy, a series of gunshots and chaotic screams suddenly ca from upstairs.

Minutes later, the Golden Eagle Soldiers guarding the back entrance loudly called on the radio…

“Two n jumped with two old n onto a truck from the second floor. Attack, attack or not?”

As Joe Ga was about to order an attack, Garci suddenly said, “Don’t shoot, let them go…”

In this chaotic mont, Joe Ga could only trust Garci’s judgnt, as those kidnapped should be his companions.

Seeing the old guy’s calm deanor, Joe Ga glanced at Ronnie, who walked in through the hotel door and shrugged to indicate the man was gone. He patted Dorian’s arm and said, “Golden Eagle, control the situation, dical Bird stays, the rest follow upstairs to check on things…

Elephant, contact the base control room, don’t let those people get away…”

Joe Ga then briskly dashed into the fire exit, quickly climbing to the fourth floor, where he saw several unconscious Iraq patrol officers in the hallway.

Hearing the police chief behind him gasp, Joe Ga reached out and checked the necks of the patrol officers, saying, “They’re not dead, just unconscious…”

Sergey, who had followed, approached one of the downed officers, squatted to inspect him closely, then pointed to the officer’s old revolver and said, “It was probably him who fired the gun earlier…

He spotted the enemy, then soone ambushed them from behind.”

Sergey then looked at the steps, walked up to the corner landing, squeezed into the corner, then sprinted to the edge of the corner, leapt, and brandished a gun by its barrel like a hamr…

“These guys are lucky, the other side was in a hurry, so they didn’t have ti to silence them. But they probably have concussions they can’t escape.”

Joe Ga listened, reached out and patted the police chief on the arm, then stuffed a roll of banknotes into his pocket. After comforting him with a few words, he said, “Is the room where Chris was kidnapped on the fourth floor?”

Seeing the police nod, Joe Ga pushed open the door to the ergency exit and went out. He soon found the room where Chris was kidnapped…

The entrance to a presidential suite had been sealed with tape. Inside, there was supposed to be no one, but when Dorian tore off the tape and broke in, he discovered two male corpses in the living room.

Their throats were slit, and a large amount of blood had flowed onto the carpet on the floor. At the sa ti, soone had deliberately sprayed sothing on the walls that slled sowhat like paint, polluting a lot of the cri scene traces.

Joe Ga didn’t quite understand what these people went to so much trouble for?

Frowning, he looked at Garci and said, “These two people are wearing hotel uniforms. It looks like they were silenced.

But what’s the point of deliberately destroying the scene?

Is there sothing special about the trace evidence?

Why did those people do this?”

Garci slightly shook his head and said, “They should be internal hotel staff cooperating with the kidnappers…

They were able to get the door to Chris’s room open, giving soone the chance to quickly kill Chris’s two bodyguards and then kidnap Chris.”

As he spoke, Garci looked at the slightly stinky paint on the wall and shook his head, “This is a paint made by mixing animal urine with a special pastel. Its original purpose is likely for making marks.

Sticking that sll on soone makes them constantly pursued by specific hunting dogs.”

Joe Ga, sowhat perplexed, said, “What’s the point of covering the blood stains on the wall with this stuff?

Is it because one of the kidnappers was also injured, so they’re afraid soone will identify him through the blood’s DNA?”

Garci gave Joe Ga a strange look, shook his head, and said, “No, they’re trying to divert our focus and distract us, making us waste ti on unnecessary matters.”

“How do you know?”

Just as Joe Ga finished speaking, he saw Garci walk to the balcony in the living room and take out a small cara from a flower pot with blooming flowers…

Joe Ga realized the prowess of these old veterans from the Cold War…

Those two old n, when noticing sothing wrong, left a clue for Garci right away, and Joe Ga is particularly sure now that those two old n must have sothing trackable on their bodies.

This attack wasn’t targeting Boss Joe, it was aid at these old n.

Joe Ga walked over to Garci’s side, curiously looking at the small cara in his hand, and asked, “Did you discover sothing wrong and intentionally lure the opponent to reveal themselves, or did you have to respond after encountering problems?”

Garci adjusted the recording ti on the cara to when the attack happened, and while watching the playback, he said, “Does it make any difference?

The training we received makes all our actions seem preditated.

The most important lesson we learned in our careers is to always stay vigilant and prepare thoroughly.

We’re too old now, or else Ann Hu and Ramos wouldn’t have been kidnapped…”

Sergey, standing beside them, chuckled and said, “Boss, don’t listen to him. These wretches are top-notch at making excuses, but their combat abilities are lacking.

If you look at their records, you’ll find that in every failed mission summary, the most important conclusion is that it was unrelated to them personally.”

Garci glanced at Sergey and slightly shook his head, “You can’t stand to pee without sitting on the toilet, or you’ll wet your feet…

In that case, how does being better than matter?

I have a 45-year-old girlfriend, an excellent son, and what do you have?

A failed career, an empty bank account, maybe even a lonely old age…”

Hearing this, Sergey’s nose reddened with anger. He kicked aside the foot of one of the corpses, pulled open the TV cabinet, and then kicked a foot on the smooth wall…

A cracking sound followed as a plasterboard piece, fifteen centiters wide and forty centiters high, fell to the ground…

“They sprayed those things to cover the items they took away from here. I bet there’s a similar place beside the liquor cabinet.

Chris had been under surveillance for a long ti, and these people ca to erase traces!”

Joe Ga saw on the small monitor of the cara that a person pressed the two old n onto the sofa and tied them up, then dragged two unconscious hotel staff to the center of the carpet and slit their throats with a knife.

Another person, just as Sergey said, took sothing from the wall, then patched the hole with plasterboard, and carefully repaired the seams with putty and paint.

If not observed intentionally, it likely wouldn’t be noticeable even up close.

Joe Ga gave a wink to Dorian, and the two moved to the side of the liquor cabinet, pushed it aside, and carefully searched the wall…

Sure enough, they found a similar repair spot. Although it was empty inside after prying it open, Joe Ga couldn’t help but give Sergey a thumbs-up and say, “How did you figure it out?”