章 832: The Real Target

A helicopter flew across the top of the City Ground Stadium and went past the Trent River before making a U-turn. 

Looking down from the helicopter, one could see countless people that had congregated at the City Ground Stadium located south of the Trent River. The streets around the stadium were also heavily congested.

The walkie-talkie on a policeman's shoulder continued to transmit static. He looked up at the helicopter that had flown over his head before returning his gaze to his surroundings. A group of Forest fans walked past him while singing a song, 

"Forest! Forest! We are Nottingham Forest!" 

"Forest! Forest! We are Nottingham Forest!" 

The sounds of people singing assaulted him from all directions, but they soon passed him by and surged into the City Ground Stadium near him. 

"Forest. Forest. We are Nottingham Forest…" The policeman softly sang along to the song.