"President Tanaka, are you... are you sure?"
Chongtian Xingping breathed hurriedly, his hand clutching the telephone tightened repeatedly, the knuckles whitening with immense psychological pressure.
Without the two police officers as hostages,
he would naturally be beyond reproach for mounting an assault.
But knowing full well there were two hostages and still ordering an assault meant he would certainly be held accountable afterward.
He was unsure whether the situation was really as grave as Tanaka Guikuma said it was, necessitating the sacrifice of his career to ensure the preservation of his life, freedom, and riches.
"Chongtian-kun, please!" Tanaka Guikuma took a deep breath, saying almost word for word.
"Yes!" Chongtian Xingping heard the necessity in those words, took a deep breath, hung up the phone, and declared decisively, "Attack."
"Huh?" His subordinates around him collectively froze in confusion.
Chongtian Xingping repeated, "Go on the offensive."
