Hello, Mr. Major General (1)

Chapter 79: Mr. Shukla's Decision (6)

Warrior No. 2 turned to Jeetu. “Boss, what’re the cops and soldiers up to? It’s so quiet…”

Jeetu hugged his assault rifle close to him as he sneered, “Who cares? If they don’t give us what we want in the next 35 minutes, we’ll blow this place and swim away!”

This was it, the moment Rohit had been waiting for: the gangster had turned his head!

He quietly pulled the trigger. The high-explosive bullet, unique to sniper rifles, shot out from the silenced sniper rifle barrel. The bullet seemed to have eyes of its own; it cleaved through the heavy rain like a high-speed missile, and flew straight into the barrel of the Minigun!

The high-explosive bullet struck the ammunition inside the barrel of the Minigun. The effect was comparable to shooting a small grenade – the Minigun ammunition exploded with a violent bang!

The barrel of the Minigun was not built to withstand such a powerful explosion; it immediately blew apart. The exploding gunpowder ripped through Warrior No. 2’s chest.

Warrior No. 2 did not even have time to react; his head was still turned towards Jeetu when he collapsed onto the exploding barrel of the Minigun.

Jeetu could only watch helplessly as the Minigun exploded, blowing his second-in-command into smithereens.
He saw red.

“…Brotheeeeeer!” He gave a long shout, and was about to rush over when suddenly, he heard cheers coming from outside!

“Motherf*ckers! I’m still alive! You haven’t won yet!” Jeetu could no longer control his anger. He unloaded his clip on the managing director of Sahyadri Mountain Resort Villa, killing him, then used the body as a shield as he made his way towards the window. He shouted at the men outside who were making plans to storm the building. “Take one step inside, come on, I dare you! I’ll kill all the hostages in this house, just like this!” As he said that, he tossed the
managing director’s body out the window before activating the count-down for the time bomb. He quickly returned to the back wall and hid himself behind a group of unconscious college students.

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Rohit had destroyed the Minigun and killed the gangster manning it with a single shot. With that, he had effectively removed the biggest obstacle for the garrison troops and the police.

Sher felt as though a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He pulled Rohit up and said, with complete sincerity, “Lieutenant Colonel, thank you for your assistance! When we get back, I’ll be sure to submit a report to the higher-ups detailing everything you’ve done for us today!”

“No, that’s all right.” Rohit immediately shook his head. “Thanks, but that really won’t be necessary. Just remember you owe me one. We can’t take credit for this, we’d be stepping over the line.”

Sher realized what he was saying.
The 6th Military Region was not supposed to interfere in domestic affairs.

But Sher had not been competent enough to deal with this mess on his own, so his fellow soldiers had been forced to step in and clean up for him, even though they wouldn’t be able to take credit for it. He was so embarrassed by this he could not stop babbling: “No, no, this won’t do, this won’t do at all, I…”

“Enough chit-chat, it’s time to take out the last gangster. The last remaining thug is usually the most violent. Stay on guard.” Rohit reminded Sher.

Sher quickly said, “I know. I care about my soldiers. I will not send them on a suicide mission.”

“You got that right.” Rohit returned the sniper rifle to him. “Go see what’s going on over there.”

While they were talking, Deputy Commissioner Daya had ordered his men to storm left wing.

“Deputy Commissioner Daya! The gangster inside just killed a hostage!”

“Deputy Commissioner Daya! It looks like a trap!”

They had barely finished their report when a deafening blast sounded from the entrance to left wing. Several of the policemen who had just reached the grass lawn before the gate were blown sky-high before falling back to the ground.

“Who’s f*cking things up?” Sher was furious. He turned around, and glared at Deputy Commissioner Daya. “You! Why are you here?!”

Harsh had previously shoved Deputy Commissioner Daya to the back, and ordered him to shut up.

Sidharth and his men had restrained themselves from doing anything beyond that; he was still the deputy
commissioner of C City Police Headquarters, no matter what his shortcomings.

But they had underestimated Deputy Commissioner Daya’s ambitions. He was paranoid about the garrison taking all the credit, and had thoughtlessly disobeyed his orders by
sending his policemen into the courtyard to save the hostages.

The yard gate and half the walls surrounding left wing had been blown to pieces. There was now debris everywhere, complicating the situation.

Jeetu, hiding inside the main building of left wing, laughed heartily.

Prior to this, he and his men had already moved the bed and other large furniture over to the door to barricade it. Only the window facing the courtyard gate had been left open; they had set up a machine gun there to defend the building.

The Minigun had been a powerful weapon – and it had been blown apart with a single shot!

Jeetu was by no means a coward; nevertheless, he had witnessed the military’s formidable strength first-hand, and it sent a chill down his spine.

But he had run out of options. It was do or die, now.

“Listen up! You only have 20 minutes left! If I don’t get my plane and money in the next 20 minutes, I’m going to kill
every last one of these hostages and set them all on fire!”

Inside the room, Jeetu briefly lit his lighter with a click, before extinguishing it.

Rohit stared at what was left of the front yard of left wing. His eyes were wide with disbelief as he muttered, “…They buried mines, too? Go to hell already!”

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