King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 612 - 586: Preparing for Attack

Musbauer’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he saw Joe Ga and his team appear.

Several members of the Goat Squad were carrying two bodies wrapped in blankets, tossing them into the police car.

Musbauer initially thought there had been a fatality. He hurried over to check and found that the woman had only suffered a large bump on her head, while Mosin’s assistant had his hands bound together with zip ties, his twisted fingers resembling wildly overgrown weeds.

Realizing both individuals were still breathing, Musbauer breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Joe Ga, asking, "Sir, what do we do next?"

Joe Ga reported the address obtained from the interrogation and then said, "My people are trying to locate Mosin’s position, to confirm whether he’s there. We’ll wait five minutes.

Before that, you arrange for some of my men to go to the train station. We need to monitor the freight train passing through Vienna at four in the morning."

As he spoke, Joe Ga looked at ’Duke’ and said, "The freight train takes six hours from Vienna to Frankfurt, Germany. According to the timetable Madeline provided, I don’t think it’s today’s train.

However, we can’t take any risks. Take your equipment and stake out the area around the train station. If you spot anything suspicious, don’t hesitate to attack."

’Duke’ knew what he might be up against, and he nodded gravely before turning to call the Goat Squad to gear up and prepare to use police vehicles to head to the train station.

Musbauer, still unaware of the specifics, looked at Joe Ga with concern and said, "Sir, what exactly are we trying to intercept?"

Joe Ga saw the worry on Musbauer’s face, hesitated for a moment, pointing to the gas masks in ’Duke’s’ hands, and the suits marked with chemical protection logos, and said, "What do you think we’re up against?"

Even someone as clueless as Musbauer understood then. He stared incredulously and exclaimed, "Biochemical... shit, why would such a thing appear in Austria?"

Joe Ga glanced sideways at Musbauer and said, "As far as I know, Austria is the largest black market in Europe. Your question is very strange."

After saying that, Joe Ga patted Musbauer on the arm and said, "I told you, you wouldn’t want to know our mission. Have your people hand over all external communication devices. From now on, we can only use radios to communicate."

At that moment, Joe Ga’s phone rang. Thompson’s voice came through clear and steady, "Boss, we can’t lock onto Mosin’s cell phone; he’s turned it off. But, we’ve obtained surveillance footage of the target location, and Mosin entered the target building yesterday afternoon and hasn’t left since.

The intelligence should be valid. I’ve cross-referenced Mosin’s records, and he has a shell company registered on the 4th floor of that building.

I’m currently accessing blueprints of the building’s interior and analyzing if there are other suspicious floors.

Boss, the building is quite old, and it has been renovated several times, I’m not sure if the blueprints are accurate..."

Having heard the update, Joe Ga shook his head, signaling everyone to move out, then nudged Musbauer to get the car ready. He spoke into the phone, "We’re short on manpower, thoroughly searching the building will take a long time.

The internal structure is not important; what’s important is to lock down the floors where Mosin could be."

Joe Ga knew it was unrealistic to expect a precise answer from Thompson in such a short time. He was looking to leverage Thompson’s experience to narrow down the search area as much as possible and save time.

Thompson, of course, understood Joe Ga’s intent and nodded in agreement with the boss’s orders before saying, "Boss, I suggest launching an attack from the roof and the ground at the same time.

There’s a building of equal height next to the target one, your team can cross over by rope..."

Joe Ga was taken aback by Thompson’s suggestion, then naturally his gaze fell on the ’Iron Hammer’ Squad, and he said, "I think that’s feasible!"

With that, Joe Ga got into the sedan. While urging Dorian to drive, he continued on the phone, "We’ll need about 20 minutes on the road; you still have some time to narrow down our target.

Mosin is so cautious; I don’t think he’d stay in a property under his own name."

After finishing his call, Joe Ga turned to look at ’Kitten’ in the back seat and said, "There’s a handheld thermal imager in my bag. Take it and find a suitable position later.

The detection range of that device is limited, but any information it provides will be helpful.

You’ll be alright on your own, won’t you?"

"Kitten" nodded decisively and said, "No problem, I can take care of myself."

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The convoy moved quickly, and in just fifteen minutes they arrived near the target building.

It was only then that Joe Ga realized that the so-called ’building’ had only eight floors, with two identical buildings standing there, separated by a two-way, two-lane road.

Thompson’s surveillance photos showed Mosin’s car parked right here.

It was not yet three in the morning, and logically there should have been no one working in the building at this hour, but the vehicles parked on both sides of the road suggested that there were quite a few people inside.

Joe Ga and his team parked their car a street away and then walked to the location.

Just as "Hammer Squad" was about to take action, Joe Ga looked up at the lights in the target building and suddenly felt something was off.

Mosin was preparing to help terrorists get a chemical bomb into Germany, so it made sense for him to be in a hidden location, but the scene looked exceptionally careless and frivolous.

Having been burned by "Messenger" in New York, Joe Ga was now particularly sensitive to "Touchstones."

Looking at the lights on the fourth floor of the target building, Joe Ga hesitated for a moment before saying to "Ginger Head" of "Hammer Squad," "I have a bad feeling about this. If it were me, I’d use the fourth floor as a touchstone and hide in the adjoining building."

"Ginger Head" was an absolute veteran. He gestured to launch a small drone. After obtaining an overhead view, he marked several points on it then said to Joe Ga, "Possible. This building has four exits and is close to a river. If I were him, I could use the underground drainage system to slip into the river."

While looking at the target building, "Ginger Head" said, "If that one is the touchstone, Mosin would spot us as soon as we attack.

My suggestion is that we give up a double-sided strike and advance normally upward from the first floor.

Leave some men to work with the police to block all exits of this building and the underground drainage channels."

Joe Ga, upon hearing this, decisively pressed his communicator and said, "Thompson, I need the blueprints of the building next to the target building, especially the location of the underground drainage exits."

As he spoke, Joe Ga looked at his comrades and said, "Pincers, Medic Bird, Kitten, you stay behind to lead the police into the building to establish a blockade.

Kitten, take the portable thermal imager, let Medic Bird protect you as you search the upper floors extensively, and immediately notify me if there’s an issue.

Pincers, set up the signal jammer...

Mosin is important, we don’t have much time, we can’t gamble!"

Thompson’s response was incredibly quick; there was simply no time for detailed assessment then.

Thompson swiftly provided guidance based on his experience and connected with the power company, ready to cut off the electricity to both buildings at any time to create an advantage for Joe Ga and his team.

"Boss, the exit locations of the building have been marked and sent to you, we’ll cut the power in three minutes."

After hearing this, Joe Ga patted Kitten on the helmet, patted Dorian on the shoulder, and then made a forward motion gesture to "Ginger Head"...

The two teams proceeded to the main entrance and back door of the target building...

Spurs followed behind Karman. When Dorian stopped at the side of the back door, he took a pair of hydraulic pincers off of Orange Cat’s back and went forward to quickly cut the iron chain on the door.

He gently leaned the hydraulic pincers against the wall, and Spurs grabbed the doorknob and looked at Dorian...

Dorian unlocked the safety on his G36C and put down his night vision device...

"Ready..."