The Urban Dao Child. Chapter 93
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Yang Dao messaged Laohu Bai, "General, Target diffused."
Laohu Bai got back to him, "Do not relax, stay alert until the final sweep." her voice was calm. The degree of vigilance she radiated was also very high.
Yang Dao replied, "Roger."
The boy took out a mini binocular from his utility belt and set his gaze to observe the restaurant for any changes. He did spot the three children lying on the floor in a corner, drowned in their own blood. He took a deep breath to calm himself. Yang Dao understood this fact very well that at this moment he is a soldier and rather than revenge, the safety of these hostages mattered most.
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On the ground, Laohu Bai told the police chief, "The three terrorists are dead, I will now go inside for a final sweep. You tell your men to stay alert until I say so and do not move the hostages. There is a chance that some terrorists may have disguised themselves as the hostage and hid among them." her commanding tone did not leave any grounds for the police chief.
The poor man could only reply, "Yes, Sir."
Laohu Bai nodded, turned around, and spectated the restaurant. Yang Dao spoke to her, "General, there is a blind spot at my side. Should I go in?"
The general hesitated for a moment then she said, "You can go in, act with caution. If you find anyone being sneaky, shoot first, talk later. I will take the responsibility." her voice was firm. She gave him this command because she was afraid that something might happen to Yang Dao.
The boy replied, "Affirmative." in a stable voice and walked down the scaffolding without making any sound. He crouched down as he approached the restaurant door. From his waist, he took out a sleek dagger. Yang Dao was trained to check for traps on the doors before entering a closed enemy zone.
Closed doors, corners, curtains are classified as three critical Cs while raiding and sweeping the grounds. They all can be glazed with a variety of traps and bombs. So, to check the door for any traps, Yang Dao wedged his dagger in the space between the door and the frame, moved it along, suddenly he felt that the dagger cut something. The door was unlocked, so if anyone even accidentally pushed it open, the trap will be triggered.
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Yang Dao put the dagger back in his utility belt and took out the gun as he gently pushed the door open. The inside the all dark because of the power cut. The police force did this to make things difficult for the terrorists. When Yang Doa took the shot he had the sniper rifle scope equipped with night vision. Otherwise, that shot was almost impossible. Well, it is still unimaginable that the boy killed those three people with one shot.
Since it was dark, he can move inside with ease and support his wind bending skills. The boy held his gun with both hands and moved at a slow pace. His footsteps were silent, wind flow inside the restaurant became his scouter. After five minutes, he stood near the counter where the three terrorists lay dead.
His gazes scanned the hostages leaning against the glass windows. He did not say anything. Suddenly felt a moment from his left side. A hostage suddenly came at him holding a dagger. A muzzle spark flashed.
Puff...
The person fell on the ground with a dull thud, the guy was dead. Yang Dao sighed and walked up to the main door which was also planted with a bomb but this one was 5 times bigger than the one on the back door.
He pushed open the door and walked out. Suddenly the policeman shouted, "STOP, DON'T MOVE."
Yang Dao stopped and raised his hands as he replied, "I AM CAPTAIN YANG DAO. SPECIAL FORCES."
The policeman was shocked, they did not know the special forces sending a guy inside. They hurriedly contacted their senior officer with the walkie-talkie. Only then they allowed Yang Dao to move. The situation was diffused so the police immediately took charge. They found that the hostages were all tapped to the glass windows with their mouths covered as well. That is also the reason that they did not make any ruckus when Yang Dao shot the terrorist.
Laohu Bai walked over with the police chief. The old man was about to express his gratitude when Yang Dao rushed to the side of the road and puked his guts out. The police chief asked, "Is he fine? We have an ambulance on standby."
The general said, "Nothing just the sequela of first blood."
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The police chief was shocked, he did not expect this special force officer to have never killed before, but when he recalled the handsome face with some childishness lacing over it. He asked, "Is he one of those Special recruits?"
Given his rank, as a city police chief, being aware of a special recruiter was something no surprise. Laohu Bai nodded as she said, "The situation is solved please clean up soon. The three children who died belong to the same orphanage as the special recruit is. I hope you understand."
The police chief understood and said, "I will personally see the handover. Other than removing the bullet I will not let the doctors operate the corpses."
Laohu Bai nodded with a sigh and said, "Keep our appearance a secret, just say that a team of special forces dealt with it with your help."
The police chief nodded, he turned and started to instruct his people to clean up quickly. He also had the media blocked, they had jammers installed so that no camera or recording and broadcasting equipment can be used. Of course, Military-grade equipment was not included.
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After dealing with the police chief, Laohu Bai first went back to her car, picked up a water bottle, and came to Yang Dao who was still puking. The boy held his belly, no matter how strong you are the constant contraptions happening to the body during vomitings are painful. The beauty held onto his shoulder as she patted his back gently. Yang Dao had tears in his eyes.
Laohu Bai said in a soft voice, "It is okay, to cry sometimes, Young Master."
She was at this moment trying to console him for both the loss of the kids and the first kills. She was impressed that he held onto his emotions until now. A true soldier was a machine that could not malfunction and must stay calm at all times. After Yang Dao was done vomiting, she held his shivering body and made him sit down on the sidewalk.
Yang Dao was vulnerable at this moment, he took the water bottle the beauty gave him, in his shivering hands. He rinsed his mouth and spat it out before taking two sips. He said, "Sis... Sister Bai, I killed a... a human being."
Laohu Bai said, "Young Master, these people we killed are not humans. They are beasts, let loose to cause harm to the innocent for petty gains."
Yang Dao could not hold up and hugged her. The Dao Child was a child after all. He let out all his grief and fear in the form of a muffled wail. Laohu Bai patted his back with one hand while she wiped the corner of her eyes with another hand. The pain Yang Dao felt was too much. As his familiar spirit, she felt it too.
She said in a heavy voice, "Young Master, sometimes, we have to do things that we don't want to. Just like today to save 20 innocents you fought and prevailed against these terrorists. You need to stay strong Young master. How would you support the people in the orphanage? Those children are all waiting for you to go back."
Yang Dao calmed himself down a little, he asked, "What can I do there? How do I tell them everything will be right when it is not?" his voice was aggrieved.
Laohu Bai said, "Only by accepting the truth can they move forward. The rest is up to the gods."
She spent some time consoling him. Only after half an hour was Yang Dao able to stop shivering and accept that what he has done was an absolute requirement. They walked back to the place where the jeep was parked. At this moment the horizon was lit up with early morning sun. Yang Dao had some drops of blood on his camo shirt so he took it off and wore a green t-shirt.
Laohu Bai drove the car back to the orphanage. Before leaving the police chief told them that the city administration will pay for the funeral costs but Yang Dao rejected him. He was upset and said, "You should pay to increase the security of the city, rather than funerals."
The car stopped in front of the orphanage and the two people got down. Laohu Bai sent off the two guards and walked inside with Yang Dao.
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