Jr, Alex, and Joshua arrived at the security headquarters, where they found Jr's grandfather, father, the inspectorate of police, and the crew that would be carrying out the operation. Jr greeted them, his voice firm and commanding.
"Is everything set?" he asked the team working on the cameras.
The guys nodded, their faces serious. "Yes, sir," they replied in unison.
The room was filled with screens and people busy typing away, their faces lit up by the glow of the computers. Jr surveyed the room, his eyes scanning the various screens displaying different locations around the city.
"Let's begin by checking the hotspots in the cities where they keep the girls," Jr instructed, his voice low and urgent. "And also those old men who buy them."
The special forces, Jr's private military, and his grandfather's soldiers were on high alert, receiving instructions from their bosses. They were divided into teams, each with a specific target.
Some of Jr's private military and four special forces headed to Madam Rose's location, where they would rescue the girls being held captive. Others went to different locations, where other criminals were hiding.
Jr, his grandfather, his father, Alex, Joshua, and the inspectorate of police watched intently as the operation unfolded on the screens. They monitored every move, every step, and every decision made by the teams on the ground.
The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with anticipation. They knew that this operation was crucial, that it could make or break their chances of taking down the human trafficking ring.
As the teams moved into position, Jr's eyes locked onto the screens, his face set with determination. This was it. This was the moment they had been waiting for. The operation had begun, and nothing would ever be the same again.