My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back - Chapter 495

Chapter 495: Bloody Fight At Dark Skull Headquarters (1)
Reid nodded and began giving orders to the entire team. He briefed them again before they disappeared into the darkness.

Owen stayed behind with Tristan and Geoffrey. He would remain in the control room to lead the operation from there.

After the team separated and headed in different directions as ordered, Tristan turned to see Geoffrey as he received a gun from him.

Tristan casually checked the bullets while glancing at Owen. “How many soldiers do you have today?” he asked.

“Fifty, but there are backup teams near and surrounding the two main roads a few miles from here. Our backups have plenty of soldiers to envelop the area if anyone manages to escape our assault.”

“I see. You made a good decision,” Tristan said briefly. Then he looked at Geoffrey again, surprised to see he was ready but had not brought any weapon. “You didn’t bring a gun?” he asked, confused.

“Tristan, Geoffrey doesn’t need a gun. He’s a martial arts master, and his mind is his deadliest weapon,” Owen said, tapping Tristan’s shoulder casually as he stood beside him. Then he looked at Geoffrey. “Don’t underestimate my former leader; just with his gaze, he could send someone to nothingness.”

Geoffrey rolled his eyes. Ignoring Owen’s excessive praise, he asked Tristan, “Master, shall we go to that place?”

“What place?” Owen asked curiously. But Tristan and Geoffrey didn’t answer him.

They walked and vanished into the dark, leaving Owen to shake his head and chuckle.

Owen didn’t rush to leave his place. Still, he scanned his surroundings to ensure everyone was already moving before he walked a few meters toward a black van—their mobile control room—with two heavily armed men guarding the car.

He entered the van after responding to their formal greeting with slight nods. Two men were inside the temporary control room: his subordinate and Max.

Owen approached his man while looking at almost a hundred small videos on the flat screen—they controlled the CCTV from the villa.

Max didn’t focus on the military camera. Instead, he focused on his three laptops in front of him, each equipped with multiple-screen cameras embedded in Reid and the others’ bodies, including Tristan and Geoffrey.

He saw more than forty small screens, all showing live recordings with sound from the microphones. He could choose whose microphone he wanted to listen to.

For a moment, Max observed Tristan and Geoffrey. Still, when he saw them casually walking away from the villa, the view turning to darkness, he ignored them. He then shifted his attention to a few men who had arrived at the entrance.

Without any difficulty, the five guards at the three main gates lost consciousness after being hit by sleeping bullets. No Shepherd Dog was present; Max could see a few of them now sleeping, having been given anesthesia.

Everything happened so quickly; within a matter of minutes, the three entrances were smoothly locked down and secured without alerting anyone inside the villa.

Everyone in the house was now sound asleep, and only a few people in certain places were still awake or even making love to their loved one or maybe a whore.

“I will head to the main target on the third floor, and the others will follow the plan.” Reid’s commanding voice suddenly reached everyone on the team when he used a public channel to communicate with everyone.

Max focused his attention on Reid. He saw him in his black tactical suit, with his gun, entering the house through the main door. Five men followed him.

He felt tense and worried that something was not right with this mission. While waiting for Reid to approach the third floor, he looked at Tristan and Geoffrey’s camera, which showed a path toward the mountain. The place had limited light, so that he couldn’t see much.

Max couldn’t even hear what they were discussing as he noticed the mic turned off.

‘What are they doing there? Why did they move away from the house?’ Max wondered, then went back to look at Reid’s live video.

***

Inside the building,

As Reid entered the building and advanced toward his target, he began to receive reports from the teams about their successful efforts in capturing their targets. Instead of killing the gangsters, they used drugs to make them sleep.

Walking through the large living room, which had dim lighting and no occupants in sight, they proceeded to climb the stairs.

Reid whispered, “Status?” as he activated his mic to communicate with the control room and waited in the shadows.

“The third floor is clear. You may proceed,” Owen’s voice came through.

Reid swiftly moved to the third floor, now accompanied by five of his men, and two soldiers joined him.

They reached the middle of the long corridor on the third floor effortlessly.

However, they did not move right away to check the room.

Reid scanned his surroundings.

The only light in the corridor came from small yellow lamps in several spots above the high ceiling. Only this floor had no CCTV installed. There are a total of eight doors; four doors are on the left and right.

A few seconds later, Reid made a hand signal asking the others to split up and ensure they didn’t make a fuss to alert whoever was inside the room.

He knew this third floor as the resting place for the Dark Skull leaders and also their women. This was his main target: to capture Mad Dog!

Reid moved to the door at the end of the corridor. Some of his team members had already disappeared as they entered the other rooms to ambush.

However, before Reid could open the door before him, gunshots were suddenly heard from downstairs.

“What the heck! Who’s shooting?” Reid silently cursed.

He instantly pressed his back against the wall near his target door and tried to listen for any movement inside the room.

But all he could hear was the increasing sound of gunshots from downstairs. And from the sound of it, he knows it’s the enemy shooting.

They must’ve been exposed.