When Petevich received Andrei's call, he was reading documents in the office. At first he thought his boss had returned from abroad, but instead he received the news that Vladimir was assassinated by a group of killers in the suburbs of Moscow.
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Petjevich was very angry. He didn't expect that someone would dare to take action in Moscow. Isn't this equivalent to disturbing the situation?
His ability to rise from the mayor of a border city to the mayor of an important city was inseparable from Vladimir's help.
Petjevich knew very well that Vladimir was only in his twenties, and based on his abilities, he didn’t know what big things he would do in the future. Therefore, he had firmly placed Vladimir in his mind.
Think of it as your own backstage.
"Mr. Andre, don't worry, I will immediately order all the police in the city to arrest you."
After Petjevich came to power, some important positions were gradually replaced by his people. Naturally, the police chief was also his person.
After receiving the call from the mayor, the police chief did not dare to neglect at all, and immediately organized police forces to chase the group of gunmen in the direction in which they fled.
Two helicopters were even dispatched.
However, the group of gunmen were very experienced. After they drove into the downtown area, they got out of the car and immediately ran away, quickly disappearing into the sea of people.
The Moscow police were dumbfounded and had no idea how to pursue him.
"Seal down the entire two-kilometer radius." Petjevich ordered without hesitation. "All police will be dispatched tonight to conduct a carpet search. The criminals must be caught."
Tens of thousands of Moscow police officers surrounded the two square kilometers of territory from all directions, and thousands of professionally trained police dogs were constantly searching every corner of this place.
As the manhunt progressed, the hiding area of the gunmen became smaller and smaller, from two square kilometers at first to 1.5 square kilometers and then to one square kilometer. Until three o'clock in the morning, only a shopping center was left.
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Petevich came to the scene.
The police chief reported: "Mayor Peter, we have locked the gunman's hiding place in this super shopping mall, but according to our investigators, there are probably more than 130 civilians inside."
"How many gunmen are there?"
"About a dozen, they divided up more than a hundred civilians, and have sent people to talk to us."
"The boss already knew about this matter just now. I heard that the boss wants to capture them all alive." Petjevich conveyed the boss's instructions with a complicated mood.
"This is not realistic." The police chief said with a confused look on his face.
Petjevich smiled bitterly and said: "Man, I know this is unrealistic, but now we don't even know the identity of the killers inside, so we must catch them alive."
The boss's instructions were like a mountain that weighed the police chief out of breath. He knew that if he could handle this matter by himself, he would have no problem getting promoted and getting a salary increase. On the contrary, if he failed to handle this matter, he would be desperate.
There is a possibility of being kicked out of class.
At the same time, he also knew better that the probability of doing this kind of thing successfully was extremely low.
"Mayor Peter, does the boss have any bottom line?" the police chief asked after thinking for a while.
Petjevich was silent for a while, and then slowly said, "If there is a bottom line, it would be civilian casualties, but this is just my personal guess."
"Okay, I understand."
"What are you going to do?"
"Release anesthetic gas."
"The usage of that thing must be calculated, otherwise..." Petjevich is also very clear about the consequences of using anesthetic gas. If the usage is calculated, it will not be difficult to complete the task, and vice versa.
However, before he finished speaking, he suddenly changed his tune: "No, man, there are many reporters on the scene, as well as many foreign media. If you use anesthetic gas rashly at this time, I'm afraid it will leave people with excuses.
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The raging fire that had been burning in the heart of the police chief just now was immediately poured out by his words...
Without the use of anesthetic gas, this task is difficult to complete, mainly because we don't know what weapons those guys have.
If they also carry explosives, if they are not handled properly, the news effect will definitely be no less than using anesthetic gas.
"Would you like to ask for permission? Chief." The police chief was still unwilling to give up the idea of using anesthetic gas.
Petjevich had a wry smile on his face. Previously, he felt more about the huge power brought by the position of mayor, but now he also feels huge pressure.
If it wasn't for Vladimir, he probably wouldn't have made such a fuss about this matter.
However, if Petevich's backer Vladimir is killed, it is foreseeable that he will probably end up as mayor.
"Think of another way." Petevich felt that he did not dare to order the police to use anesthetic gas unless it was a last resort.
"How about I take the responsibility, boss." The police chief also saw his difficulty. As a chief, his rank is far lower than that of the mayor. Therefore, it is not bad to sacrifice himself at this time to save the mayor.
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Police Chief Maryav was brought to Moscow from the border city by Petevich against all objections, so he was also Petevich's true confidant.
"Let's think of a way to hold back those militants for now," Petjevich said after careful consideration.
At the moment, he can only place his hope on the big boss's decision to change.
Otherwise, it would be a fantasy to keep the number of civilian casualties within single digits while still catching the gunman alive.
Under his orders, Moscow police surrounded the gunmen in the building but did not eliminate them.
The minister also hurriedly came to the scene after convening the meeting.
The minister was very angry when he saw that the police were surrounding them but could not fight them off. He immediately gave Petevich and Maryav a bloody scolding.
"If it is not difficult for you two to be in your position, then two dogs can be used for your position. Now the boss has issued a death order. The tragedy of the Grand Theater more than ten years ago cannot be repeated again, and civilians can have
Some are injured, but they must not die. Some terrorists can die, but not all of them can die."
Undoubtedly, the minister's order is the boss's bottom line for this incident.
"I'm waiting for your results in the command vehicle, and you have one hour to do so." After saying this, the minister got into the command vehicle accompanied by his subordinates.
After being reprimanded by the minister, both Petjevich and Maryav remained silent, thinking in their hearts how to break the situation.
At this moment, Vladimir also rushed over with his bodyguards.
When Petevich saw Vladimir, he seemed to see a light of hope.