The Civil Servant's Job is to Raise The Furries!-Chapter 84: Air Raid

With the help of Little Desert Rat agents, Xu Ying had already drawn a sketch of the Fur Farm and figured out the personnel distribution: eleven people were concentrated in the workshop, someone just went out to find an emergency power source, and there were two guards holding shotguns at the entrance. She sent this information to Chen Su.

Chen Su quickly replied, "I’ll be there in ten minutes."

Xu Ying steadied her nerves.

Ten minutes, she needed to buy ten more minutes.

She reached for the smoke grenade at her waist. To ensure the safety of the animal rescuers, the organization equipped them all with smoke grenades, to be ignited for escape when threatened by villains or wild beasts.

At this moment, a hummingbird landed on her shoulder.

Xu Ying was utterly surprised, "Little Hummingbird, what brings you here?"

[Station Chief, we all came to help!]

The little hummingbird lifted its head towards the sky, signaling Xu Ying to look up.

Looking up, Xu Ying saw the sky filled with dense shadows of birds, flying at an altitude of a hundred meters, unobtrusive in the mostly darkened sky.

[Station Chief, we ate our fill on the way here, and now we’re holding spare ammo!]

[You just give the order, point where you want, and we’ll drop it there! We’ll confuse the enemy’s vision for sure!]

Xu Ying: ???

"Wow, you guys are really clever! Coming up with such an unforgettable method!"

[Haha, it was all Gray Tail’s idea.]

Xu Ying: No wonder you’re a bird capable of committing telecom fraud, you’ve got a lot of tricks!

"In that case, have the two Vultures lead the team, let them act as your eyes, and when you spot someone escaping, launch an attack immediately!"

After speaking, Xu Ying put on her mask, took out a portable umbrella from her toolkit to prevent friendly fire during the air raid.

*

At the entrance of the Fur Farm, two guards were smoking lazily. Tonight was no different from usual.

In this barren place where even birds don’t lay droppings, besides the farm workers, you’d hardly see a soul all year, there’s no way anyone would find this place.

The two guards held flashlights, clutching shotguns and exhaling smoke:

"I heard we’ve got a big order, how much do you think the boss will make after this?"

——"On average, a single rawhide can earn at least seven hundred bucks, and this time the big boss placed an order for two thousand pieces, calculate the profit yourself."

"Whoa, one million four hundred? Do we even have that much stock at the farm?"

——"You’re really giving out two thousand genuine leather pieces? How do you make money being so honest in business? Just mix the real and fake ones together and it’ll be fine."

"Anyway, clients have checked the source, they know our animals are all wild-caught, very rare, and willing to pay a high price, the boss is going to make a fortune this time."

"If he could earn that much, why hasn’t he raised our wages or repaired the dorms? Look, the factory has lost power again."

"I heard after this batch and sales payment, the boss will give us a bonus, don’t know if it’s true or just a pipe dream."

As they spoke, they started cursing the boss, suddenly feeling a cooling sensation on their heads and faces, with a drizzling "rain" falling on them.

One guard wiped his face, "Damn, it’s raining in this barren desert? And such a heavy rain!"

The other guard wiped the water droplets affecting his vision on his eyelashes, "Rain? Why does it feel wet and slimy, and a bit smelly?"

The two realized something was wrong, suddenly froze, feeling nauseous inside. They lifted their flashlights, shone on each other’s faces, and instantly wished they could just die on the spot.

"Damn, it’s bird poop."

"Ugh—"

They wanted to look up and see the situation. Even if they had run into "bird poop luck," the amount was just too much, feeling like someone threw a pot of crap over their heads.

Looking up, they received a massive air strike, getting a faceful, their vision blurred.

In the dim sight, they vaguely saw two vicious Vultures swooping at them, knocking them to the ground.

Xu Ying, holding a tranquilizer gun, quickly followed up, easily sedating the two as they lost mobility.

At this moment, a Little Desert Rat ran to the entrance to join Xu Ying: [Little Xu Station Chief, two people went out to find an emergency power source, one bald, one crew-cut, they found a diesel generator for power supply.]

"Immediately notify the main team to launch a second wave of airstrike! Target the bald and crew-cut moving the big machine."

Xu Ying sent the little hummingbird on her shoulder to notify the "aerial spotter" Vulture Brother.

[Got it!]

With a swish, the little hummingbird flew away.

Two employees of the fur factory moved the diesel generator outdoors, as for such a cramped workshop, the diesel generator needed to operate outside for ventilation, otherwise, it could easily cause carbon monoxide poisoning.

Just as they were about to connect the cables, they were suddenly hit by a wave of "heavy rain", with bird droppings instantly covering the buttons and interfaces of the diesel generator.

They had to halt their cable connection action.

"Damn, did the birds collectively take laxatives?"

"Hope the diesel generator isn’t spoiled by this?"

"Quick, wipe the cables with your clothes, don’t delay the important work! Bear with it for the salary!"

The two pinched their noses and connected the cables, watching as the diesel generator started functioning, letting out a breath.

Meanwhile, four police cars sped toward the fur farm, with fifteen officers getting out.

"Little Xu Station Chief, we’re here!"

Chen Su, leading the front, noticed Xu Ying unharmed, with two guards sedated beside her, looking surprised.

Officers following in were also stunned upon entering the fur farm but didn’t have time for questions with the urgency of the situation.

They all marveled in their hearts at Station Chief Xu’s impressive skills!

"Hey, hey, hey, watch your step everyone!"

Xu Ying hurriedly warned the officers filing in.

"There are two operating the diesel generator in the southeast yard’s empty lot while the main force is concentrated in the northwest workshop!"

With the guards down, no one could sound the alarm, and with no one guarding the entrance, the police infiltrated the fur farm with ease, as three officers pinned down two employees by the diesel generator.

The remaining twelve officers surrounded the workshop. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Upon entering the workshop, they just caught a glimpse of two people escaping through the window.

Led the team, capturing the remaining seven in the workshop, Chen Su used the radio to signal Xu Ying, "Little Xu Station Chief, two people have jumped over the wall and are running toward the northeast."

Xu Ying quickly replied, "I’ve already taken action, prepare for a third wave of airstrike!"

"Captain Chen, wait two minutes before you go to the northeast van to catch them!"

"Make sure it’s two minutes later!!!"

The police, receiving Xu Ying’s commands regarding "airstrike preparation" and the "two-minute limit," were at a loss.

One officer couldn’t help but ask, "Where’s our airstrike from?"

Chen Su glanced at the sky, a bad feeling looming, "Make sure to wear masks and gloves when we go to catch them later."