Incredible Insight: Toy Factory Discovers Swarm Drones

Chapter 510 The hidden lines have all exploded, and the higher-ups are all looking rather sullen.Imperial Capital. In the conference room.

The water on the table has already gone cold.

There are no live feeds on the screen.

There are only sporadic intelligence reports just transmitted back.

A few street names.

A few vehicle trajectories.

A few suddenly interrupted pursuit routes.

And brief reports pieced together from the perimeter.

The more this happened, the uglier the faces of the people in the room became, because they all knew.

Every time another piece of such intelligence was transmitted back, it wasn’t just a lightweight summary behind it; it meant someone in the shadows had stepped up, someone who had voluntarily revealed a corner of an identity that should have remained hidden.

What is a covert line? Hiding in the shadows, undiscovered—that is what a covert line is.

But now, every time intelligence about a perimeter explosion is transmitted back, it means one line has been forced to stand from the shadows into the light.

To put it more bluntly: every time they move, they lose a line.

No one in the conference room spoke.

Elder Zhao, sitting in the main seat, had his fingers pressed against the tabletop, his gaze fixed on those few lines of brief reports on the screen.

After a moment, the leader in charge of intelligence, holding the materials just summarized, continued his report.

”Right now, this is all we can do on our end.”

After these words fell, the entire conference room became even quieter.

Everyone understood the meaning of this sentence.

Every covert line that could be mobilized had already been mobilized; in the true sense of the word, all of them.

To pull out any more would not be a rescue; it would be sending even more unexposed people into the fire.

An old comrade sitting on the side twitched the corner of his mouth upon hearing this and tapped his cup lid unconsciously, but in the end, he said nothing, because at this moment, anything said would feel dry and hollow.

The leader in charge of intelligence looked down at the materials in his hand and continued.

”According to standard procedure, once these comrades are mobilized, they should leave the scene immediately.”

”They cannot stay.”

”They cannot continue to operate.”

”This is the old rule.”

He paused here, as if suppressing the feeling in his chest, then continued: ”But this time is different.”

”In order to assist Professor Liu in getting away, after they were exposed, they did not evacuate according to the original plan.”

”Instead, they changed clothes, changed cars, and continued to circle the perimeter, waiting for the right moment to provide support.”

”Some have already moved more than once, and there are still people remaining on the perimeter.”

After these few sentences were spoken, the faces of the people in the room grew even darker, because they knew all too well what this meant.

A line is exposed, and they still don’t leave; this is no longer ordinary assistance.

This is knowing that if they stay a moment longer, they might lose their lives, yet they still grit their teeth and stay.

No one interrupted in the conference room, but that pressure weighing on their chests became heavier and heavier.

The leader in charge of intelligence raised his hand and turned to the next page of materials.

”According to the original arrangement, after they showed themselves once, they should have withdrawn.”

”People leave the scene, cars leave the scene, with no further participation.”

”But to buy a little more time for Professor Liu, they didn’t leave.”

”After being exposed, they continued to change disguises, continued onto the road, and continued to watch from the perimeter.”

”Whoever has an opportunity in front, they step up; whoever can disrupt the pursuit route a little, they do a little.”

When he said this, his voice lowered a bit: ”This is very dangerous for them.”

He didn’t need to explain any further; everyone in the room understood that this was more than dangerous—this was stalling with their lives.

An old comrade near the door moved his Adam’s apple upon hearing this, and after two seconds, he said in a low voice, ”They are stalling with their lives.”

Once these words came out, the conference room fell silent again, because this was the most realistic situation right now—stalling with their lives.

There was nothing to embellish, and it didn’t need embellishment.

The leader in charge of intelligence nodded gently: ”Yes.”