Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 278: The Clever Paris Police

At the roadside interception checkpoint, Wilder listened attentively to the gunshots in the distance, his face full of relief.

Sure enough, it was a very wise thing for me not to get involved in the struggle between the big guys, listening to the dense gunfire.

Wilder served in Africa for many years. As a special operations elite, he encountered terrorist attacks many times, but such large-scale scenes were rare.

You know, this is Paris, the capital of France, the political, economic and cultural center of France, and one of the super cities in the world known as the capital of romance.

However, now such an extremely fierce and brutal battle broke out in the prosperous business district of this city. Wilder could tell that something was wrong even with his dick thinking.

How did they transport so many armed men and heavy weapons in?
Wilder didn't know and didn't dare to think about this process.

The most serious thing is that the fight is intense at the Seyard Group right now, but the Paris police have not received any orders to go to their support.

The Paris Police Department's anti-terrorism special police did not appear at the scene. The ordinary Paris police officers at the scene fled in all directions and no one cared. The red-hatted sentries that appeared in various places in Paris were nowhere to be found.

When Wilder thought about this matter, he felt terrified. The water is so deep.

In fact, things are not that complicated. It’s just that the Paris officials are temporarily dissatisfied with the Seyard Group because the Group is unwilling to move the venue of the shareholders’ meeting.

Coupled with the mischief of other peers and bigwigs who wanted to short the shares of the Sealand Group and lobby senior officials of the Paris government, this led to the current situation where law enforcement officers have not arrived.

Since the Shiyad Group wants to play a "game" with the attackers, we will go with the flow and help you do it.

However, the Paris government did not expect that the incident of the Seade Group would become such a big deal, and the slow-witted Parisians still have not figured out what to do.

Those who know the situation on the scene do not know the actual situation, and those who know the situation on the scene do not dare to report the true situation to their superiors.

As a result of a series of coincidences, this led to the current dilemma for Wilder.

But to be honest, even if there was an order from above, Wilder and the dozen or so police officers in this checkpoint would not go to the battlefield.

It’s still the same old reason. How much is the salary? Is it worth dying for?

Being able to stay here is already a sign of Wilder and others' loyalty to their duty. Compared with other colleagues who sneaked away from the scene and disappeared, they can really be regarded as the good police officers in Paris.

At least Wilder remembered to stop ordinary people from going to dangerous places.

Just as the police at the checkpoint were working diligently, Wilder, who was smoking, turned back inadvertently and suddenly saw a large truck approaching from the end of the road.

The truck was of ordinary model, just a common European truck, but when it appeared here, combined with what happened before, Wilder realized that something was wrong.

Without thinking, Wilder rushed to the side of the road and stood in front of a fried chicken and hamburger fast food restaurant, waving and shouting to his colleagues on the road.

"It's lunch time, gentlemen, come and order your food and coffee, come quickly, quickly!"

Not everyone was aware of Wilder's abnormal reaction. Only two veteran policemen became alert. They first looked at Wilder, and then noticed the Oka slowly approaching in front of them based on the former's actions.

The two veterans immediately realized what was going on, and they quickly responded to Wilder's call. "Ah, yes, yes, gentlemen, it's lunch time now, let's go eat."

"I'm very thirsty and want some coffee."

While shouting this, the veteran policemen dragged the other policemen who were unaware of the situation towards the fast food restaurant.

Among them, a reporter and a photographer who did not have the courage to be a war correspondent and only wanted to interview the police in the rear were also forcibly dragged by the old policeman to the fast food restaurant.

The police's actions were effective. At least when the truck approached and stopped, the four Sea Lion commandos wearing heavy Interceptor armor who jumped out of the truck's cab had no interest in opening fire at the fast food restaurant.

The four men simply moved the iron barricades on the road to the side of the road as quickly as possible. After clearing a path, they ran in front with M4A1 assault rifles, acting as pioneers to clear the way for the trucks.

The dozen or so policemen in the fast food restaurant breathed a sigh of relief only after the large truck slowly passed the checkpoint. When the four heavily armed riflemen jumped off the truck, a gasp was heard in the fast food restaurant.

This was really scary. There were only a dozen of us and we only had small pistols, but we had no idea how many enemies there were, but they were armed to the teeth.

If Wilder had not been smart enough to ask them to come over for dinner, they would probably have been lying on the ground at this moment, getting in the way.

"Eat, gentlemen, let's eat first, drink some coffee and rest for a while."

"Ah, yes, yes, let's eat and drink coffee."

The police said this, completely ignoring the fact that the staff in the fast food restaurant were hiding and no one was serving them.

With no one in charge, the police had to fend for themselves. They found food in the restaurant kitchen, made their own coffee, and then put the money on the restaurant cash register according to the prices on the menu.

In any case, Wilder and others just want to eat, drink coffee and enjoy their normal rest time.

Because everyone was resting, no one "remembered" to call their immediate boss or the people from the Shiyad Group behind them to tell them that a large truck had just broken in.

Wilder secretly sent a text message to his partner inside, hinting him to run.

If they didn't run, they would die. Judging from the equipment and tactical movements of the four armed men in the truck leading the way, it was obvious that they were elite soldiers of the US military. Even if they were not in active service, they must have been discharged not long ago.

The spirit, skills and tactics are still there.

Wilder also took special care to observe the large truck and the air conditioner installed on the roof of the rear compartment.

He was very sure that the carriage must have been modified to carry at least two fully armed infantry squads, and could also carry some heavy weapons such as heavy machine guns and recoilless guns.

Once such armed forces are deployed on the battlefield, they are enough to change the situation.

Just as Wilder was thinking and weighing whether he should go home now, he noticed that the fast food restaurant was a little quiet.

So Wilder subconsciously looked up, and like the other policemen, he saw the second and third trucks slowly passing through the checkpoint.

Oh no, the Shiyad Group is finished today. There are more than one trucks filled with armed men!
(End of this chapter)