CHAPTER 1541 WHERE DID THIS ARMY COME FROM
Gyrfalcon's right fist shot up on cue, and upon that signal, near two hundred black suits swarmed forth from the perimeters and surged towards the hotel.
Each and every one of these men bore the same set of characteristics. They sported similar crew cuts and towered above 1.8 meters in height. Their assured strides and intense demeanor left none in doubt of their discipline and rigor, and intimated what they were capable of.
In no time at all, they had the main hall completely surrounded. Their ferocious gazes were locked squarely upon Nathan Cross and his companions as they regarded them with certain hostility.
Nathan let out a smirk and mused, "Mr. Tucker, I presume that you are not intent on playing fair? Are you positive that you have enough numbers here to go around, though?"
A cold smile drew across Boris's lips, "I am well aware of the General's irrepressible talents, therefore I have also taken to other... precautionary measures."
Just as Boris' voice died down, Rohan to his flank had the intercoms raised, "Get yourselves over here!".
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Following that, police transports of various makes, numbering two hundred in all, roared unto the scene and invariably screeched to a halt in front of the hotel entrance.
As their doors were thrown open, the boots of close to a thousand armed troopers hit the ground running, and they, with great efficacy, had the premises locked down in short order.
More than a dozen amongst them then burst into the hotel, took their places by next to Boris, Rohan, and Gyrfalcon, and placed themselves at their command.
Nathan was momentarily taken aback by this unexpected show of force, but he managed to regain composure. "Huh, looks like Mr. Tucker has indeed come prepared today."
Boris matched Nathan's frostiness with that of his own, "Tomorrow, I will send my son off on his final journey. But before this day comes to pass, I shall see his killer brought to justice.”
"General, I understand that Ava Quinn is your subordinate and that it is your will to protect her, but that would not be on the cards today, I am afraid, as I must take her away.”
"I hope that you would not attempt to make this task more trying than it needs to be. As should it come to a head, I imagine things might get very unpleasant for you."
Nathan scoffed, "Unpleasant? Really? I'd say it is going to take more than this lot that you have with you to spoil my day”
Boris mockingly quipped, "The General's skills are quite formidable, but are they sufficient to enable you to stand against a thousand armed men? Dear General, I implore you not to seek the unfavorable. Cooperate with me and hand over Ava."
Nathan glanced between Gyrfalcon and Rohan, and then looked at the men in black suits and the armed troopers present. Original from .
He jested, "Mr. Tucker, you would genuinely have yourself believe that I would not have anticipated such trickery from you, you wily old fox."
Nathan's words briefly made Boris raise an eyebrow, but he recovered just as quickly and burst out chuckling, "General, who are you kidding?"
"You may be General of the North Army, but those are all the troops that are at your disposal, and they are thousands of miles away. Not to mention that it is against regulations for you to deploy them within Brimmopolis."
"Moreover, how do you expect them to be able to arrive at the capital to face off with me on such short notice? Can you parachute them in from the sky?"
Boris had strong suspicions that Nathan had some kind of contingency lined up, but had ultimately grown weary of bantering.
He went on to bark out instructions, "Men, take Ava Quinn into custody, and give no quarter to anyone who stands in your way. These are Boris Tucker's orders."
With that, a number of suited-up men and troopers, with live arms at the ready, started towards Ava Quinn.
But right at this moment, the sound of marching footsteps came chorusing from their rear.
To the astonishment of all, a massive army arrived at the broad streets before the hotel's entryway.
Columns upon columns of fearsome-looking armed soldiers, possibly numbering in the tens of thousands, descended upon the hotel with submachine guns in hand.
Boris, Gyrfalcon, Rohan, and everyone else present were slack-jawed.
They wondered where the army came from.
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