Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 280 Who is the price?

Is it over?
Wilder wasn't sure, but he personally thought that this matter had nothing to do with him.

There were a lot of people in the Shiyad Square, both dead and alive, filling up this originally large space.

Paris police, red-hat sentries, emergency personnel from the military, and pretentious leaders were all concentrated in this area.

There were no reporters in the way.

When something this big happens, reporters are indispensable, but because the matter is so huge, everyone except the reporters is afraid to come.

Except for the dead, all the living reporters who were at the Place du Midi have been taken into custody by the Paris police.

The reason is easy to find. We suspect that you participated in the attack and acted as an insider. We need to control you and find evidence?

What, you say you are not, then show me the evidence?

No, just go to the police station and stay there for a while.

At this moment, who would still talk to journalists about press freedom and democracy?

In such an environment, it is not easy for Wilder, who wants to be lazy or has nothing to do, to find a quiet place to hide.

"We're in big trouble now..."

Wilder, smoking a cigarette, sat on the edge of a broken public chair, patting the tattered wooden board on the right and talking to himself.

I am worried about the staff in the square and the Paris government, but also about my own future.

How many people died in today's incident?
Based on Wilder's current observations, apart from the raiders, there were at least one or two hundred people including mercenaries, security personnel of the Shiyad Group, and ordinary employees who were accidentally injured in the building.

And that number will only be higher because there are many things Wilder doesn't know and is not sure about.

The matter has become so serious that ordinary people, or even a few people, definitely cannot afford to take the blame.

Wilder's immediate boss must be screwed.

As one of the persons in charge of Paris's public security and responsible for tracking down the poker organization, he must have an unshirkable responsibility for letting so many of the former members slip in.

Secondly, those heads of police departments and government security agencies responsible for dangerous goods must also step down.

He estimated that even frontline police officers like Wilder would not be able to stay and would all lose their jobs.

It's still the same reason: too many people died, the incident area was too sensitive, and the weapons used by the attackers were too troublesome, resulting in a huge blame.

Even the big shots can't take the blame for this, and the little guys below have to take it.

Moreover, in this incident, the performance of the Paris police near the Place de la Seine was indeed very poor, which Wilder admitted.

But if the incident happened again, Wilder wouldn't think the police on the scene would have performed any better.

Apart from equipment and psychological factors, the main reasons are still the same old ones and there is no need to repeat them.

Not to mention anything else, Wilder himself still remembered those Eastern Europeans who had charged at anti-terrorist police and sentries like crazy not long ago.

They shouted incoherent slogans and poured bullets from their AK assault rifles at the police and sentries, only to be shot dead by the latter on their way.

Wilder suspected that these Eastern Europeans had taken drugs beforehand because there was something wrong with their fighting to the death.

When serving in Africa, some special units of the Foreign Legion would, at certain times, have commanders choose to have their soldiers take special medications.

This will allow the soldiers, who are not very loyal to France, to gain high morale and fight to the death in difficult battles, thereby defeating the enemy.

Or it could be to get a group of brave rearguards when the main force is retreating.

Of course, this is just Wilder's personal speculation. The specific situation needs to wait for official investigation. This farce, or terrorist attack, has too many unsolved mysteries.

Wilder was very curious. He could understand why crazy Eastern Europeans appeared in Paris, because there were too many poor Eastern European veterans in the city of Paris who had no food or clothing and were willing to risk their lives for their families for a little money.

As long as someone pays, adds an illusory promise and a little bit of illegal drugs, it is easy to make these desperate criminals work for you.

If Wilder wanted to, he could use his personal connections to find a few Eastern European gunmen who would dare to assassinate the president.

What was really rare was the second wave of professionals who came in large trucks.

Without their entry, and relying solely on Eastern European gunmen, this group would have no way of breaking into the World Academy Building.

So, they are the key.

While he was daydreaming like this, Wilder felt someone standing in front of him. He looked up and saw two men in national gendarmerie uniforms.

"Mr. Wilder, are you free now?"

"When I'm free...wait for me, put out the cigarette."

Wilder knew that someone would have to pay the price for such a big thing, but unfortunately, he was that price.

……

The Poker Organization's fighters did not have a smooth retreat. The red-hat sentinels in Paris were completely irritated and they pursued them relentlessly like hounds that had received orders.

Under the cover of the rogue gunman's life, the first two of the three retreating trucks successfully entered the underground parking lot of a nearby shopping mall.

After temporarily disappearing from the sight of others, the truck was left behind and the Sea Lion Commandos on the truck disappeared without a trace.

Only the third truck never got such an opportunity because it was closely followed by the red-hatted sentries behind it.

As more and more sentries gathered nearby, a police helicopter was about to arrive over the city.

As a last resort, the truck had to park on the side of the road. The Sea Lion commandos got off the truck and engaged in a gunfight on the street with the sentries who had caught up with them.

The battle lasted only a minute, but resulted in the deaths of thirteen Paris Sentinels and three Sea Lion Commandos.

After this battle, the Sea Lion Commandos were able to temporarily repel the Sentinels' pursuit. They immediately split into small groups and entered nearby residential areas and commercial buildings to carry out the retreat process.

The disappearance of the sea lions left Paris law enforcement officers puzzled. They searched the area but found no clues.

In the end, they could only attribute it to the fact that when the poker organization retreated, there were professionals providing cover and cleaning up the traces.

Many bigwigs obviously cannot accept such an explanation.

……

“Great job!!!”

Bellamy laughed loudly and danced his own dance in the living room. Today's action killed two major shareholders of the World Asia Group in one fell swoop. This was a success no matter how you looked at it, and a great success at that.

However, perhaps too much joy leads to sorrow, just as he was dancing.

Outside the safe house, a large group of police officers surrounded the house. Five special police officers wearing heavy bulletproof vests stood on both sides of the gate and nodded to each other. One of them pointed the muzzle of the shotgun at the door lock.

"boom!"

"Hands up, police!"

(End of this chapter)