My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 662

Frank was set with unease. He was worried that those from the Northern Territory would bombard the base. There were more than 3,000 elite soldiers stationed here!

"Hold them off for now. I'll be there soon,” Bobby said before ending the call.

Frank sighed helplessly. Elder Olsen’s behavior had always been shrouded in mystery. He never informed him of anything about the captives or the crimes they committed. Now, trouble had erupted.

"Mr. Gomez, what did Elder Olsen say?" Tadeus Holm, Peggy’s squad leader, asked anxiously.

"He asked us to hold them off. Hopefully, it's not that hot-headed Old Meyer we’re dealing with. Otherwise, we won't be able to restrain him!" Frank said with a wry smile.

He already had a bold guess in his mind. The person who fired the shot earlier might indeed be Old Meyer, the helmsman of the Northern Territory’s Eighth Ace Force. Only he dared to open fire on the National Martial Bureau without any hesitation.

Tadeus sighed. "Should we just release the prisoner? If a fight breaks out, the casualties will be our people. It'll no doubt attract the attention of the capital!"

No wonder he found that person somewhat familiar. It turned out he was the savior of the Northern Territory’s Warden. He had seen this person's photo in a friend's group chat that was made of Northern Territory comrades.

Frank glanced at Tadeus and said calmly, "We're working for the National Martial Bureau. If the National Martial Bureau doesn't give us the green light, we can't release him."

At that moment, Peggy strode over and asked, "Mr. Gomez, what was the explosion sound just now?"

...

Half an hour later, dozens of tanks had come to a stop outside the base while the lights of numerous helicopters in the sky boldly illuminated the interior of the base.

Several helicopters rose from within the base itself. A large number of armored vehicles had also blocked the entrance, creating an instantly tense atmosphere.

"I remember you liked to eat fish. You even took me to the ice cave to catch fish that time."

Xylon was slightly stunned. He then picked up the binoculars hanging around his neck and glanced through it.

"So, you are an old acquaintance,” the man muttered to himself before picking up the megaphone.

"Since we're old acquaintances, that makes things even better. Let me tell you this, my boss sees Nash Calcraft as his second lease on life. If you touch even a single hair on his head, you won't be getting away!”

So what if they were old acquaintances? The North Army would not tolerate them hurting a single hair on the head of the warden’s son.

Just then, the buzzing of helicopter blades sounded from the distance as three white helicopters landed on the base's helipad.