My American magical life
Chapter 97 - 97 24 The First Battle of Red Street!

97: Chapter 24: The First Battle of Red Street!

(Two in One, 4400 words)_2 97: Chapter 24: The First Battle of Red Street!

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“Team One will assault from the front; Team Two will breach from above.”

“Team Three will blow the first floor; Team Four will blow the second floor, understand?”

Action was about to be initiated, and Klauer was confirming the assault plan with the SWAT elite for the last time.

“Understood, but what about the safety of the hostages?” a SWAT officer asked.

American police are not ruthless killing machines; they are also concerned about the safety of hostages.

“Listen, your safety comes first.

Just cooperate well and advance slowly.”

Klauer could only respond this way, unsure if the SWAT officers grasped the implication of his words, but some things couldn’t be said outright.

Time ticked by seconds, and more and more different media outlets were gathering around.

The members of the four operation teams had also reached their designated positions to launch the attack, just waiting for the go signal to start the assault.

Because Klauer had cut off the nearby internet, the suspects inside the Red Street Library had no idea that the police’s first assault was about to begin.

“Boss, can they handle it?”

Jax paced back and forth anxiously before he couldn’t help but ask Gru.

He worried whether the SWAT could take down the robbers in one go, yet also feared that the robbers were so formidable they might become a huge problem for the brothers at Niangniang Temple precinct.

“Them?

Four teams combined have just over twenty people, impossible!”

Gru wasn’t underestimating SWAT; his conclusion came from knowing just how professional the robbers were.

The robbers had killed and injured four officers during their escape in the truck.

Moving and aiming to shoot is already challenging, let alone from a high-speed moving vehicle.

Issues with speed, swaying, and the angle of shooting from a higher to lower position.

Gru clearly recognized the robbers’ capabilities.

“Boss, you say that, and I’m even more afraid…”

Big brother, it’s SWAT going in now, but in the end, it’s us who will have to go in.

Not only go in but also take them down at all ‘costs.’

“What’s there to be afraid of?

We have gone through so much danger; why are you afraid to die now?”

Instead of comforting Jax, Gru teased him.

“Boss, as long as you give the order, I won’t be afraid, but our brothers’ lives shouldn’t be sacrificed for those people’s ‘dignity’.”

Jax had a clear understanding of the robbers’ demands, as the news from America’s television stations spread incredibly fast.

Knowing his employees’ ethical standards, even when he hadn’t completely fallen out with Dracula, Robert didn’t bother issuing a gag order.

Gru patted his beloved subordinate on the shoulder with a smile, not responding to Jax’s comments.

“Jax, look, SWAT is moving.”

Riot control armored vehicles one after another stopped in front of the Red Street Library, with police officers hiding behind different vehicles, peeking their heads out to observe the SWAT assault squad.

Through the intercom, the commander of the assault squad was arranging specific assault tasks.

‘Team One, you go from the front first, don’t directly assault, take cover behind ballistic shields, and use throwables to buy time.

Teams Two and Three report to me after setting up the explosives, and wait for my command to assault simultaneously.

Team Four, you’re only three people, but you’re the most important, safety first, make sure to wait for the other three teams to start their actions before airdropping.

Understood?’

‘Team One, understood!’

‘Team Two, understood!’

‘Team Three, understood!’

‘Team Four, understood, but we’d like to attack first, is that possible?’

‘No, Team One can go up first!

Good luck, boys!’

‘GO!

GO!

GO!’

Contrary to the anticipation of the police officers, Hulk only felt excitement.

Even before the SWAT assault team was in position, he had already noticed some special movements among the police.

Now, through a small mirror, he could clearly see a team of SWAT officers approaching the main entrance of the library.

But the Hulk robber did not have any intention of alerting his teammates immediately.

He wanted to have a moment of enjoyment first, this old boy had his own big toy.

“Sweetheart, come a little closer, yes~ just a little closer, hahaha, what can your flimsy shields protect against!”

‘One, two, three, four, let’s start with three grenades, that should be enough.’

He took grenades from his tactical vest and, despite being busy, reconfirmed their quality once again.

Snap-ignition grenades could also be used in real life, though without the progress display from games, it depended on one’s mental countdown.

This practice of holding a grenade for a few seconds and then throwing it is also known as “cooking” a grenade.

Extremely dangerous!

Ordinary people should never attempt it!

To achieve this, the quality of the grenades is of paramount importance.

Even someone as daring and skilled as Hulk had to be cautious.

He had only a dozen completely ‘reliable’ grenades, each meticulously modified to have a nearly identical fuse time of around four seconds.

With three grenades, controlled correctly, not a single member of the team in front of the library would survive.

“People are coming from the front, but I can handle it.

Be careful of the police coming in from the second floor!”

Hulk only briefly cautioned, without much worry.

The booby traps they had set were no joke, and there were also infrared alarms in the corridors of the second floor, which would go off if someone passed.

In addition, even if the police really broke through, his teammates were skilled enough to hold them off.

“Received, don’t show off.

If there’s too much pressure from the front, fall back.

We still have hostages!” Father Andrei stated, utterly unruffled.

Professional robbers, displaying composure.

“Miss Reporter, the police are about to attack, please aim your live broadcast camera at the stairs of the second floor.

Don’t reveal our arrangements, don’t film where we are, understood?”

After reminding the reporter, the priest also began to check his equipment.