In truth, whatever action the Police Force took, Siu Chi Yan could only wait and see now.
From the moment he entered the command centre, his contact with the outside world had been temporarily cut off.
The course of the DC-8 transaction depended entirely on how the couriers under him adapted on the spot.
Although the response from the Police Force's National Security Department shocked him, he also had great confidence in his elite subordinates.
Most importantly, everything was already set in motion. All he could do was wait patiently for the outcome.
Compared with Siu Chi Yan's unease, Zhou Quan was undoubtedly very satisfied with the efficiency of Luo Danian and the National Security Department.
On that point, Superintendent Li, who had originally been responsible for handling this crisis, had to be mentioned.
He actually needed support from the foreigners at MI6 for all the intelligence concerning DC-8.
Was the Police Force's intelligence network within Hong Kong Island just for show?
Even outside Hong Kong Island, shouldn't they have turned to Mainland China?
MI6? Did he think he was still in the Royal Police under the foreigners?
That was precisely why Superintendent Li was now entirely unqualified to participate in the current Special Campaign.
While Zhou Quan and Siu Chi Yan harboured very different thoughts, the other members of the Disciplined Services reported on their departments' situations in turn.
"Sir Kwan, Sir Luo, thanks to the earlier nuclear Crisis Drill Operations, Customs can now switch immediately to a wartime footing."
Customs' Big Sir, Chan Kwan-uk, spoke first, his voice crisp and decisive.
"We guarantee there will be no trouble at the ports or in the surrounding waters."
The director of the Immigration Department followed, expressing an equally firm stance.
"We are also confident that we can maintain calm at