Chapter 656
The battle was exceptionally fierce.
“Okay, I’ll arrange it right away.” Jason nodded and turned to leave the office.
In the interrogation room, Black Wolf remained seated in the interrogation chair, his eyes weary, but he immediately sat up straight when he saw Lynn enter. "Mr. Lynn, is something the matter?" Black Wolf's voice was still hoarse, tinged with unease.
“I have a few more questions for you,” Lynn said calmly, pulling up a chair and sitting down. “Where exactly is Verus’s private villa located? How many bodyguards does he have? What kind of weapons are they equipped with? Also, besides heroin, are there any other contraband items in his cold storage warehouse?”
Black Wolf thought carefully for a moment, then slowly said, "Varus's private villa is in a wealthy area of Long Island, specifically at 128 Bay Avenue. The villa has very tight security, with four bodyguards at the entrance and six more inside, all equipped with pistols and submachine guns. In his cold chain warehouse, besides heroin, there are also some illegal weapons, which he uses to protect himself and ensure the safety of his transactions. I don't know the exact quantity, but it should be quite a lot. In addition, he has a private driver who is responsible for picking him up and dropping him off every day. That driver is also very capable in combat and is one of his personal bodyguards."
As Lynn listened, she quickly took notes. After confirming that nothing was missed, she nodded and said, "Thank you for your cooperation. As long as you continue to cooperate with us, we will definitely protect your family and apply to the prosecutor for leniency."
Black Wolf nodded, a hint of gratitude on his face: "Thank you, Mr. Lynn. I will definitely cooperate with you and tell you everything I know."
Lynn walked out of the interrogation room, a perfect plan already in his mind. He returned to his office; Jason had already drawn up a detailed action plan, and the emergency response team was ready, waiting for the final assault at dawn the next day. Lynn reviewed the action plan, carefully checking it to ensure there were no loopholes, then nodded: "Excellent, execute this plan. Inform all team members to get a good rest tonight, conserve their energy, and tomorrow morning, we'll wipe out Verus's gang and arrest all those involved!"
“Understood!” Jason said firmly.
Night fell as darkness as ink, and the hustle and bustle of New York City gradually faded, leaving only a few streetlights flickering in the streets, blurring the city's outline and making it appear long and indistinct. Inside the FBI branch office conference room, bright lights shone. Lynn, Jason, and the emergency response team leader sat around the conference table, detailed operation plans and Verus's information spread across the room. A tense and serious atmosphere permeated the air. The clock on the wall ticked, pointing to two in the morning—the scheduled operation time drawing ever closer.
"All teams are in position and ready to launch operations at any time." The emergency response team leader reported into the walkie-talkie in a deep voice, his tone carrying a hint of seriousness. "Team One has arrived at the perimeter of the cold chain warehouse in Manhattan and confirmed that there are four bodyguards guarding the entrance, with no unusual activity. Team Two has surrounded the transaction sites in Brooklyn and Queens, and all locations have been secured. Team Three has infiltrated the vicinity of Verus's private villa and restaurant, closely monitoring his movements. Currently, the lights in the villa are still on, and there is no indication that Verus has left."
Lynn nodded, tapping his fingertips lightly on the conference table. His sharp gaze swept over the map on the table, and he reiterated, "Remember, the core of the operation is 'speed, stealth, and precision.' Avoid direct confrontation as much as possible, prioritize controlling the suspects and contraband, and prevent evidence from being destroyed. Especially Verus, he's very cunning, and he has mutant bodyguards with him—Black Wolf instructed us that these mutants have special abilities and are extremely dangerous. If you encounter them, be extremely careful and don't attack rashly. Call for backup immediately."
"Understood!" All team members responded in unison through the walkie-talkies, their voices firm and powerful, piercing the silence of the conference room.
Jason looked at Lynn with a determined gaze: "Lynn, I'll take one team to raid the cold chain warehouse in Manhattan. That's Verus's main hideout for storing contraband, so we have to make sure it's foolproof. You take three teams to capture Verus. Be careful; we've never dealt with those mutant bodyguards before, so be extra cautious."
“Okay,” Lynn nodded, picked up the tactical gear on the table, and quickly put it on. “Notify me immediately once you’ve succeeded, and we’ll move in sync. Remember, if you find any illegal weapons or drugs, seal them up immediately and don’t miss any evidence.”
At 2:30 a.m., the operation was officially launched. With Lynn's command, three teams moved simultaneously, silently advancing towards their respective targets. The entire city of New York was enveloped in a silent storm as a raid targeting the Verus drug cartel officially began.
Lynn led three teams in unmarked SUVs, quietly arriving at Verus's private villa in Long Island's affluent neighborhood. The villa, located at 128 Bay Drive, nestled against the bay and surrounded by a high wall topped with barbed wire. Four bodyguards patrolled the entrance, and six more stood guard inside the villa, making it as secure as a fortress. According to Black Wolf's report, three of these bodyguards were mutants with unknown abilities, posing a significant threat.
Lynn signaled his team to hide in the woods surrounding the villa, while he took out binoculars and carefully observed the activity inside. The main building of the villa was brightly lit, and in the study on the second floor, a tall figure could be vaguely seen pacing back and forth—it was Verus. He seemed unaware of the impending danger, still busy in the study, occasionally picking up documents from the table, his brow furrowed, seemingly deep in thought.
"Captain, there are six bodyguards in the villa compound, positioned around the main building. Three of them are standing on the open ground outside the study window. They are unusually tall and have sharp eyes, quite different from the other bodyguards. We suspect they are the mutant bodyguards." A team member reported into the walkie-talkie in a low voice, his sniper rifle already aimed at the bodyguards at the villa entrance.
Lynn nodded, his gaze fixed on the three unusual bodyguards. They were dressed in black suits, their posture impeccable, standing ramrod straight even in the dead of night, their eyes scanning their surroundings warily, radiating a chilling aura of oppression. Lynn knew that these mutant bodyguards were Verus's last line of defense, and the biggest obstacle in their capture operation.
"Action," Lynn whispered into the walkie-talkie, "Take care of the bodyguards at the door first. Be quick and don't make a sound, so as not to alert the mutants inside the compound."
After the order was given, two team members quietly circled around to the side of the villa's wall, took out hydraulic shears, quickly cut through the barbed wire, and silently climbed over. They moved with the agility of cheetahs, approaching the bodyguards at the gate. The four bodyguards at the gate, though highly vigilant, were mostly focused on the street surrounding the villa and were unaware of the danger behind them. Two team members swiftly stepped forward, covered the mouths of two bodyguards, and precisely injected tranquilizer darts into their necks. The two bodyguards collapsed before they could utter a sound. The other two bodyguards, sensing something amiss, tried to turn around but were subdued by team members already lying in wait, injected with tranquilizer darts as well, and quickly dragged to a corner of the wall for concealment. The entire process took less than a minute, clean and efficient, without making a sound.
"The bodyguards at the gate have been dealt with. Requesting entry into the compound," the team member reported into the walkie-talkie.
"Enter, be careful to avoid the mutant bodyguards inside the compound. Prioritize securing the main building entrance and await my instructions," Lynn said, then led the other team members quietly into the villa compound through the cut barbed wire.
Inside the villa's courtyard, lush vegetation, artificial hills, and fountains were arranged in a pleasing manner, and the dim lighting provided excellent cover. Lynn and his team kept their bodies low and quietly approached the main building along the edge of the wall. At this time, the six bodyguards inside the courtyard were still patrolling at their respective posts. Among them, three mutant bodyguards were still standing outside the study window, their eyes scanning the surroundings warily. They seemed to have sensed something unusual, and their eyes became even sharper.
"Damn it, they seem to have spotted us." One of the team members whispered, a hint of tension in his voice. Suddenly, one of the mutant bodyguards looked up, his gaze fixed on the direction where Lynn and his group were hiding. His eyes were cold and penetrating, as if they could see through the darkness.
Lynn's heart tightened; he knew he could no longer remain hidden. He immediately gave the order into the walkie-talkie: "Move out! Secure the main building entrance! Be wary of the mutant bodyguards!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lynn and his team rushed out of their hiding place and headed towards the main building entrance. The bodyguards inside the courtyard reacted instantly, shouting and charging towards them. A fierce battle ensued, with gunshots, shouts, and screams shattering the tranquility of the night.
The ordinary bodyguards, though tall and agile, were no match for the well-trained emergency response team members and were quickly subdued, falling to the ground. However, the three mutant bodyguards displayed astonishing strength; their agility and incredible power far exceeded that of ordinary people.
One of the mutant bodyguards, tall and with bluish-gray skin and arms as thick as tree trunks, grabbed one of the team members' arms and twisted it lightly. A crisp "crack" was heard as the team member's arm snapped, accompanied by a piercing scream. The other mutant bodyguard, with icy eyes and hands that emitted chilling energy, swung his hand at the charging team member. A burst of cold energy shot out, striking the team member's leg, instantly freezing it and rendering him immobile. The team member collapsed heavily to the ground.
The third mutant bodyguard was incredibly fast, moving like a ghost among the team members. Every strike he made accurately hit their vital points, and several team members were knocked to the ground and rendered incapable of fighting before they could even react.
"Watch out! These mutants have unique abilities, don't fight them head-on!" Lynn shouted, drawing his pistol and firing at the mutant bodyguard who could unleash chilling energy. The bullet whistled through the air, heading straight for the mutant's chest, but the mutant reacted incredibly quickly, dodging to the side. The bullet grazed his shoulder, striking the artificial hill behind him and sending up a spray of rubble.
The mutant sneered and flicked his wrist, sending a blast of icy energy towards Lynn. Lynn quickly dodged, the energy striking the ground beside him and instantly freezing it into a thick layer of ice. Lynn seized the opportunity to charge forward, firing his pistol again. This time, the bullet struck the mutant's arm precisely. The mutant let out a muffled groan, black blood flowing from his arm, but he seemed unaffected by the pain, continuing his charge towards Lynn, unleashing even more intense icy energy from his hands.
Meanwhile, Jason and his team had arrived at a cold chain warehouse in Manhattan. The warehouse was located in a remote area of Manhattan, with no residents around. The warehouse doors were tightly closed, guarded by four bodyguards, and two more bodyguards patrolled around the warehouse, making security extremely tight.
"Action," Jason ordered in a low voice. "One group, break through the front door; two groups, go around to the back door of the warehouse and seal off all exits. Don't let anyone inside escape!"
The team members immediately sprang into action. One group, armed with hydraulic pry bars, rushed to the warehouse's main entrance and forcefully pried open the door. The four bodyguards at the door noticed the commotion and immediately charged, engaging the team members in a fierce struggle. These bodyguards were all carefully selected men by Verus; they were highly skilled and armed with pistols, making the fight exceptionally intense.
Jason drew his pistol and fired at one of the bodyguards. The bullet struck him precisely in the leg, and the bodyguard fell to the ground, unable to move. The other team members also opened fire, engaging the bodyguards in a gunfight. Gunshots rang out intermittently, particularly jarring in the quiet of the night. After more than ten minutes of fighting, all the bodyguards at the door were subdued, and the team members quickly rushed into the warehouse.
Inside the warehouse, it was pitch black, with only the faint glow of the emergency lights overhead. The team members turned on their flashlights and carefully searched every corner of the warehouse. The warehouse was large, filled with a large number of frozen food boxes, neatly stacked on the shelves. The team members inspected the boxes one by one and quickly discovered something unusual—some of the boxes were significantly heavier than those containing ordinary frozen food.
"Captain, something's wrong here!" a team member shouted, opening a package. Inside, besides a small amount of frozen food, was mostly white powder—heroin. The team continued searching and quickly found large quantities of heroin, illegal weapons, transaction records, and stacks of cash piled up like mountains in various corners of the warehouse.
"Seal all evidence immediately," Jason told his team. "Leave some men to guard the warehouse, the rest of you, immediately support Lynn and the others. Varus has mutant bodyguards; they might be in trouble!" (End of Chapter)