Chapter 160

Chapter 160

Jack looked down at Jeremy, who knelt at his feet like a pile of mud. His deep eyes showed not a flicker of emotion.

Slowly, he raised his head, his gaze passing over Jeremy to coldly sweep across the dozens of SWAT officers positioned ahead, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Finally, Jack's eyes settled on their leader.

The senior police superintendent.

Jack said flatly, "Your chief is suspected of murder, and this matter involves military secrets, so I'm taking him with me."

"Considering you're just doing your duty, I won't hold you accountable. Now, clear the way."

With that.

Jack gave Joseph a nod.

Joseph immediately pulled out his credentials.

"I'm the commanding officer of the Marine Corps stationed in Viridis State. Here are my credentials."

"And this is the arrest warrant!"

This...

Looking at Joseph's arrest warrant and credentials.

The armed police instantly hesitated.

"Don't believe him..."

"Don't believe him! Those are fake! I'm the police chief—I order you to shoot! Take them down immediately!!!"

Jeremy was pinned to the ground by Joseph, half his face swollen, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Yet he still roared hysterically like a madman, trying to use his authority as chief to control the situation.

But this time, not a single person obeyed his command.

The senior superintendent stared hard at the gold-embossed credentials in Joseph's hand and the arrest warrant stamped with the seal of the Supreme Military Command. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

As a veteran cop who'd been in law enforcement for decades, how could he not recognize authentic credentials?

What was printed on them was unmistakably the classified insignia of the Joint Chiefs of Staff!

Credentials of this level were beyond the entire police system's clearance to even verify, let alone forge!

"Jeremy..." The senior superintendent swallowed hard, his voice dry as he said, "This... this is a military arrest warrant. We... we have no authority to interfere."

"What did you say?!" Jeremy's eyes went wide with disbelief. "I'm your chief! Are you defying orders?!"

Jeremy's shouting had barely faded when the main entrance of the police headquarters was violently breached from outside. The massive explosion shook the entire building.

Immediately after, the synchronized sound of military boots hitting the floor rolled through like thunder from below.

At the stairwell at the end of the corridor, dozens of elite guards in black tactical gear, wearing the Joint Chiefs of Staff insignia, filed in.

They carried the latest model assault rifles, their movements swift as lightning, instantly surrounding and isolating the police officers in the hallway.

The lead officer strode up to Jack, stood at attention, and saluted, his voice booming:

"Reporting, General! Third Special Operations Battalion arriving as ordered!"

Complete silence.

Everyone froze.

General?

The senior superintendent's face turned deathly pale, and his gun clattered to the floor.

Diana stood in the doorway of the office, her pupils contracting violently, her entire body frozen as if struck by lightning.

She looked at Jack—at this man who had taken her service weapon—her mind going blank.

General.

He was actually a general!

He looked so young...

Jack paid no attention to the shock around him. He simply gave a faint nod, then turned around, his gaze falling on Jeremy, who had completely collapsed on the floor.

"Jeremy."

Jack's voice was calm, without a trace of emotion. "Now, do you still think we can't walk out of this station?"

Jeremy's lips trembled, his face ashen. He couldn't say a word.

He knew that from the moment Jack's identity was revealed.

He no longer had any chance.

Jack crouched down, leaned close to Jeremy's ear, and said softly:

"Your struggle ends here."

"Come with me."

He stood up and gave Joseph a slight nod.

Joseph understood. He yanked Jeremy up from the floor and dragged him toward the stairs like a dead dog.

Jack, hands in his pockets, followed unhurriedly.

As he passed Diana, he tilted his head slightly, the corner of his mouth lifting in a barely-there smile.

"Diana." His voice was low and magnetic. "Your aim's not bad. Next time, remember—before you pull the trigger, make sure your hands won't shake."

With that, he walked away without looking back.

Diana stood rooted in place, watching Jack's retreating figure, unable to move for a long time.

The warmth of his grip still lingered on her wrist, and his casual remark still echoed in her ears.

In the corridor, the sound of military boots gradually faded.

The senior superintendent slumped to the floor, trembling all over.

And Diana slowly lowered her head, staring at her empty hands, a complex emotion she'd never felt before flickering in her eyes.

Just then, an even louder commotion erupted outside.

Diana, along with a group of officers, couldn't help but look out.

What they saw made everyone's scalp explode, a chill shooting from the soles of their feet straight to the top of their heads!

The plaza outside the police headquarters had transformed into a forest of steel.

More than a dozen heavy armored vehicles sat on the plaza, their black barrels gleaming with a cold, deadly metallic sheen in the sunlight.

And surrounding the armored vehicles stood hundreds of fully armed soldiers in dense formation.

All wore identical black tactical gear, their faces painted with combat camouflage, gripping the latest standard-issue rifles.

Perfect, orderly ranks formed an impenetrable black iron wall, surrounding the entire police building so tightly not even water could leak through.

In the sky, three black attack helicopters circled above the headquarters, their rotors whipping up winds that bent the trees below nearly horizontal, the deafening roar making eardrums ache.

Even more crushing: at the front of the plaza sat two heavy tanks. Their massive barrels pointed directly at the building's entrance.

One command, and this entire headquarters would be leveled to the ground in an instant!

"Dear God..."

The senior superintendent's legs gave out. He collapsed to the floor, his face white as paper, lips trembling, unable to form a complete sentence.

Diana stood by the window, looking at the terrifying display of force outside—enough to overthrow an entire city. Her pupils contracted violently, her whole body frozen in shock.

She finally understood exactly what kind of person she'd been facing down.

No wonder the two of them dared to walk into the station to make an arrest.

This was their confidence!

To mobilize this many troops in an instant.

Jack clearly wasn't just any ordinary general.

A memory suddenly surfaced in Diana's mind—a news report from recently. The Pentagon had announced the appointment of a new three-star general.

This person would become the newest Joint Chiefs Commander.

Immense power.

Supreme authority. But the general was mysterious—few had ever seen him.

Could it be...

Diana's eyes widened, staring at Jack's retreating figure in disbelief.

It's him...!!!