Chapter 2107
Chapter 2107 - 73: A Sinister Ending
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4:30, on time.
The war ended.
In the two alleys, only a few gunshots could be heard, mingled with screams and the sounds of fists and kicks filling the air.
Flossie Wright fired only one shot.
That shot was aimed at the person holding the bomb.
Before she fired, that person didn’t even have the strength left to throw the bomb, intending to die together with Glenn Hutchinson, so Flossie fired first.
She hid there, almost just a spectator.
In half a minute, Glenn Hutchinson and Jude Marsh each took down two people but didn’t take their lives immediately, instead employing their own interrogation methods.
For the next three and a half minutes, Flossie had no idea what they were interrogating about, only watching the unbearable methods of torture.
She thought, the tricks Gavin used to deal with her were nothing compared to this.
The professionals truly were different.
Under normal circumstances, these methods couldn’t be used, but extraordinary times called for extraordinary measures, their main concern being the safety of the population, and what they did in between... as long as they weren’t caught, there would be no trouble.
For a full four minutes, Flossie did not participate any further beyond that one shot.
And it was her first time observing Glenn Hutchinson in combat, an exhilarating sight.
Though she had fought against Glenn Hutchinson before, observing was not the same as engaging, from this angle, she discovered—
How impressive Glenn Hutchinson was!
As she was still processing, the interrogation had ended.
As Flossie was putting away her gun, Glenn Hutchinson’s voice came through the earpiece, "Got the information."
Her hand paused slightly, and Flossie narrowed her eyes, looking distantly toward the alley.
The next moment, Glenn Hutchinson reported two addresses, simultaneously communicating them to the SWAT team captain.
The two ready groups headed straight to the two battlefields.
One was an amusement park, the other a factory.
Both were places with relatively large populations.
Flossie met up with Glenn Hutchinson at the alley entrance, and at that moment, Dylan Murray, intentionally leading others in circles, also unemotionally led those people towards the nearest target point.
"Which one is closer to us?"
Upon seeing Glenn Hutchinson, Flossie immediately asked.
"The amusement park."
Glenn Hutchinson walked toward the exit, replying to Flossie.
At this time, Jude Marsh was already waiting outside with a jeep.
"Why did they surround you?"
Once in the car, Flossie voiced her doubts.
Glenn Hutchinson certainly wouldn’t disclose all the information he gleaned over the channel.
However, there were many things Flossie wanted to know.
"What?" Glenn Hutchinson feigned ignorance.
Flossie gave him a slight sidelong glance.
Glenn Hutchinson chuckled softly and said, "Nothing else, my military rank is high, killing me would be a win."
Flossie’s eyebrows twitched slightly, rendered speechless.
This reason was quite reasonable.
After a while, Flossie furrowed her brows, "There are only five left of them."
"Four," Glenn Hutchinson emphasized, looking at her.
Flossie raised an eyebrow.
"We just caught another one, the fish you saw on the helicopter." Glenn Hutchinson spoke faintly, "To them, it was foolproof."
Four, with two overseeing each of the remaining spots, that was enough.
So, they had enough manpower to deal with the others.
Yet they never imagined, they would be completely wiped out.
"What about the others?" Turning her thoughts, Flossie continued to ask.
Glenn Hutchinson gave her a helpless look, knowing nothing could be hidden, so he explained everything to Flossie while they were on the road.
It was all very standard procedures, sending them to stir up panic, clear divisions of labor, planned actions, all just to achieve their purpose.
If they couldn’t achieve their purpose, then there was only the path of death.
Besides, there were also some rather sinister threats that Glenn Hutchinson didn’t detail to Flossie.
As for more information, even they didn’t know.
All their actions were merely following orders.
Glenn Hutchinson’s way of extracting information was somewhat unique, the information should be real, but the amount obtained wasn’t much either.
The existence of terrorists was naturally a problem they constantly needed to deal with, one couldn’t expect a brainwashed individual to have more information.
When Glenn Hutchinson and the two others arrived at the amusement park, it was about 5:30.
— End of Chapter 2107 —