At half-past twelve in noon,
The PSR was in the harbor after a few hiccups on the way. The rescue mission will be starting soon. The military was getting on the ship to take precautions before the evacuation.
In a room at the shore communication center, Anya was sitting on a chair facing a man who was sitting on a chair opposite to her on the same side of the desk. Behind the man, three special service cops were waiting for her orders. They had confusion without understanding why she was treating the sniper so well.
Yes, the man in front of her was a sniper.
The police special service team was made of five members. The special team was formed as smuggling in the coastal city was high. Hence they were specially and brutally trained to have the strength of soldiers to perform any kind of rescue mission in the city without the need of the military.
