Chapter 918 - 856: Cleanup
Slap, slap.
The sound of waves hitting the rocks, painfully disrupting the peace of mind.
Members of the Bald Strike Team, having just completed a surprise operation, hadn’t the time to celebrate before they were thrust into the grueling process of searching.
As the saying goes, hiding something is no easy task even for a divine being, and when it comes to drug dealers who hide their stash, there’s a level of professionalism involved. Searching through such a large guesthouse for drugs concealed by professional drug traffickers is certainly no simple feat.
And for the members of the Bald Strike Team, who had just experienced a surge of adrenaline, this task of searching was, frankly, quite annoying. In the past, when faced with similar tasks, they would find ways to outsource it, but who could they turn to for help on Su Island?
They couldn’t trust anyone else to handle it.
Everyone had no choice but to keep their heads down and search tirelessly, cursing under their breath as they went.
"Where’s the dog? Is the dog here yet?" Wu Junhao couldn’t contain his impatience any longer. Three drug dealers had been killed, two more wounded, and a hefty load of firearms had been seized, including an AK47 with desert camo paint—of unknown origin. Had it not been for Wu Junhao firing first and taking out the shooter hiding behind the wall from dozens of meters away, it would have been a dire situation.
But now, without a trace of the drugs in sight, who could stand it?
Naturally, when people can’t find what they’re looking for, it’s time to let the dogs sniff it out.