Yang Wangtao's steady voice rang out again, his words pointed as he gestured to the surrounding crowd.
Lu Chao turned his head to look and saw many people rubbing their hands together in anticipation. Even though they knew the operation was extremely dangerous, their faces were full of expectation.
Even knowing that the final credit would most likely go to that Elite Level Captain Wang and Ruan Hui, they still wanted to fight for their chance.
"There's one thing about the Patrol Department that the higher-ups can't block. As long as everyone sees you do it, the credit is yours."
"And..."
The emotion in his eyes gradually calmed as Yang Wangtao looked toward a medical vehicle on the side.
There were wounded men having their gunshot wounds bandaged, and there were cold bodies on stretchers, their faces covered by white cloths.
"Our brothers shouldn't have died for nothing."
"At the very least, we should be the ones to reclaim their dignity."
...
THUD, THUD, THUD!
