Chapter 309 Overthrowing the Ghosts and Overthrowing Hegemony

Chapter 309 Overthrowing the Ghosts and Overthrowing Hegemony

Chapter 309 Overthrowing the Ghosts and Overthrowing Hegemony
Vincent bent down and stretched out his arms in the crowd, firmly protecting the Governor. He listened quietly for a few seconds and found that there was no gunfire. He quickly stood up and shouted: "GOGOGO, retreat immediately!"

The Governor was already at his wit's end, like a puppet, and was rudely forced into the Rolls-Royce by the agents.

Three G agents, holding rifles and serious faces, stood in front of the car alertly. When the governor got into the car, two agents followed him in, and the car door slammed shut.

Fang Zhixing shouted: "VIP escort team, clear the way, if anyone blocks the way, you can shoot!"

"Roger that!"

"Roger that!"

The VIP escort team of mounted police officers guarding the stage received orders to stop protecting the Housing Department and Municipal Bureau officials on the stage. They led all uniformed police officers to form an anti-explosion team, drew their batons, and began to violently disperse the protesting citizens.

As an elite force selected by the traffic police district, the VIP escort team undergoes combat training all year round and is very fast in action. They immediately knocked down a group of citizens with sticks and came to the Governor's car to help clear the road.

The citizens were suppressed by the VIP escort team and screamed and wailed. However, the police force's tough measures successfully aroused the anger of the citizens who were marching.

The long-haired Xinji Straw Sandal Warrior held a baseball bat in his hand, his face ferocious and full of hatred: "The police are helping the foreigners to beat their own people. Brothers, beat them up!"

"Bah, the Royal Hong Kong Police, a bunch of dogs raised by foreigners."

"Kill them!"

The new journalists hiding in the crowd were summoned by the Zhazhi people, and they all grabbed their weapons, gathered together, and began to attack the temporary mixed anti-explosion force.

There were already more than 2,000 new gangsters on the scene, filling the entire street. No matter how well-trained the mixed police officers were, they could not withstand the gangsters' human wave tactics.

The anti-explosion troops who had just started to clear the road were immediately shaken by the counterattack of the demonstrators. The Governor's car drove less than 20 meters before it was once again mired in the vast sea of ​​Hong Kong Island citizens.

The G4 agents immediately pointed their guns at the crowd rushing in front of them, and everyone's palms were sweaty. Perhaps there was no need to empty the magazines. Just one round of volleys and the arrogant rioters would immediately disperse.

At most, there would be 20 to 30 casualties, and rescuing the governor from danger must have been a very cost-effective deal. The political tsunami triggered by this incident would not be borne by the frontline personnel who enforced discipline.

Those present will definitely be rewarded, and the G4 agents have no psychological barriers at all. They are just under the tense atmosphere and are waiting for the final instructions from their superiors.

Vincent, the leader of G4, suddenly pressed the muzzle of a member's gun and gave a stern order: "No shooting, stop the car and wait for the Flying Tigers to support you."

"Mr. Fang, take the VIP team to meet with the Hong Kong government officials!"

Fang Zhixing was in his thirties, wearing a suit, tall, and capable. He immediately set out to do his job. None of the G4 agents asked Sir Wen why he didn't shoot to drive away the violent elements.

They are just a disciplined force. If their superiors tell them to shoot, they dare to shoot. If their superiors tell them to stay, they will never move without permission.

Vincent turned his head to look at the Baoxing Building on Keelung Street and used the mirror to reflect the light at him, but did not shoot. The meaning of the warning was self-evident. Assuming that the gunman in the building really had a sniper rifle, it would not be difficult to shoot through the Governor's car.

Although the customized Rolls-Royce is bulletproof, it remains to be verified whether the three-centimeter bulletproof steel plate can withstand shooting from sniper rifles.

As a person with battlefield experience, I know that shooting distance, wind speed, bullet caliber and type all determine life and death.

There is no limit to the complexity of the battlefield. Under the premise of protecting the target as the first priority, obeying the opponent's warnings is the best protection for the Governor.

This is because the planners of the incident were capable of using any weapons, and it was not surprising that they even carried a single-person rocket launcher from the window.

In another five minutes, the Flying Tigers will be able to reach the scene and use a helicopter to transfer the Governor. There are dozens of gangsters surrounding the Governor's car, and some of them are sharp-eyed and see the G4 agents make a move to open the safety and remove the bullets.

He immediately realized that the policeman was bluffing and became very arrogant.

A gangster in Sham Shui Po, Anzi, hid behind the crowd and threw a stone at the police. The stone hit a G4 agent on the shoulder, causing the agent to curse.

The new reporters, who were afraid of the weapons in the hands of the agents and dared not rush forward, suddenly found that the police had shown their weakness. Young and dangerous people are best at being violent and ruthless, and if they dare to show weakness in the chaos, they will definitely be bitten to death.

Anzi's face suddenly became ecstatic, and he shouted loudly: "The police can't fire, it's a misfire, brothers, go ahead!"

"The big devil is sitting in the car, knock them down!"

"Come on!!!"

Anzi sent out a strong attack signal, encouraging several gangsters to rush forward. When the G4 agent only used the butt of the gun to smash and defended with his back against the Rolls-Royce, the gangsters' attack horn was completely sounded.

"Brother Changmao, the police don't dare to shoot, the big devil is in trouble." A younger brother found Changmao with straw sandals.

"Brother Naxi, the brothers have all gone to fight the devil, charge!" A thug shouted to Naxi in straw sandals.

"Brother Bazi, let's go. If we don't go now, we will miss the chance."

The gangsters who were besieging the Hong Kong government bureaucrats turned their guns around and began to violently attack the Governor's car. The municipal officials who had been hiding in the rooms of the building were relieved because the pressure they were under was greatly reduced, but the G4 agents were violently attacked.

Six G4 agents and several inspectors who came to support the VIP escort team formed a defensive resistance around the Rolls-Royce.

No matter how elite the disciplined forces are, if they cannot fire their guns, they are no different from lambs to be slaughtered. We are all human beings, how can one person beat ten people?

How can ten people possibly defeat a hundred or a thousand people!

Several gangsters were knocked to the ground by their gun butts, holding their heads and wailing, and were hurriedly pulled away by their companions. But when they stopped, the gangsters swung their iron bars and hit them.

There was a gangster who dared to step forward to grab the gun, and one of them kicked the G4 agent against the car door. Fortunately, the G4 team had already unloaded all the bullets, otherwise, the demonstrators would have gotten the firearms.

"Overthrow the foreigners! Overthrow the British Hong Kong government! Overthrow the reconstruction plan!!!" Changmao and Naxi shouted slogans, and the gangsters on the street responded in unison, and finally merged into one word: "Overthrow the foreigners! Overthrow the foreigners! Overthrow the foreigners!"

In the buildings a few streets away in Sham Shui Po, many citizens had heard the deafening shouting, opened their windows, and looked towards Apliu Street in shock.

On the street, protesting citizens crowded together like ants, rushing towards a luxury car. The sea of ​​people was surging, and huge waves hit the reefs, which were already shaky and shaking.

Murray MacLehose sat in the car, looking at the dense crowds of people outside the window. From time to time, flying rocks hit the car body, and the sound of "bang, bang, bang" continued to be heard.

His heart was trembling, and his face was pale. For the first time, he felt it so intuitively - Hong Kong Island belongs to the Chinese, and the Chinese will never surrender to the foreigners!
Today's Chinese have changed, and today's Chinese land is no longer a place that can be ruled by a few powerful ships and guns.

After ten years of hard work in ruling Hong Kong, his so-called prestige and political achievements were vulnerable in the face of the hearts of the Chinese people.

The vehicle seemed to have turned into a wooden boat on the sea, swaying from side to side. Amid the driver's shocked shouts, the Rolls-Royce came to the ground with a loud bang and was overturned by the citizens.

Hegemony! It collapsed amid the shocking roar of the Chinese people, and the last chapter of the British Empire came to a hasty end.

"We won, we won!"

"We won. We defeated the foreigners."

“Victory!!!”

The gangsters on the street looked at the Rolls-Royce overturned, the glass shattered, and the G4 agents lying on the ground with blood on their heads, and it seemed that something in their hearts was moved.

There was a sense of joy and pride in my head that came from nowhere. I stood on the street and started shouting and celebrating my victory.

The royal emblem license plate, symbolizing the best power of the Hong Kong government, was taken off by a thug at some point and waved in his hand as a trophy.

The arrogant Governor Murray MacLehose was lying on his back, curled up in the car, his face covered in blood, his features showing embarrassment and shock, and a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Siyanlong, Lin Jiang, Du Lianshun and other Xinji bosses looked at their brothers downstairs who were in high spirits and shouting for victory. Their brains went blank, their faces were full of shock, their breathing was rapid, and they couldn't believe it.

It was not until the Flying Tigers helicopter arrived overhead and members of the team rappelled down to the scene and surrounded the Governor's car again that the brothers on Apliu Street gradually dispersed and stopped attacking the Governor.

Smart gangsters would not revel under the gunpoint of the police. Instead, they would call their friends and start evacuating in groups of three or five.

Lin Jiang swallowed his saliva, his face flushed, and asked a question that made all the bigwigs present yearn for it: "Xiang Sheng, did we have a chance to drive out the Tartars and recover the country just now?"

Four-Eyed Dragon held up his cigar, took a deep puff, and said slowly, "Don't dream. We will do whatever our superiors tell us to do. Demonstration is not beheading. Just get the message across."

"Adu, tell the brothers to withdraw their troops immediately. The anti-explosion team is on the way."

The leader of Sham Shui Po gang, Wei Lao B, was lying dead in the toilet. When Du Lianshun was called by the boss, he immediately clasped his fists and went downstairs to help his brothers with the deployment.

As a popular figure among the Five Tigers and Ten Elites, Du Lianshun has a strong influence in Tsim Sha Tsui East, and everyone in Sham Shui Po knows him. Recently, there have been rumors that Xiang Sheng intends to promote him to be the head coach, replacing Su Long's previous position.

The big guys in the room also followed Four-eyed Dragon and left Apliu Street. After the brief excitement, the new ji za workers were not too happy.

Although it was impressive of them to overthrow the Governor's car, every heavy punch of the Hong Kong government's counterattack would hit them.

The really powerful people are playing mahjong in the Mahjong King Club. The two thousand brothers who go to the streets of Xinji are just working hard for Shenxiantang.

Ten minutes later, the mobile unit of the Kowloon Region arrived at the scene, and the uniformed troops of the Sham Shui Po Police Station were in place. The fully armed uniformed troops began to form a square formation, marched into the streets, and drove away the demonstrators.

Fifteen minutes later, the explosion-proof team from Mong Kok Police Station arrived and a large-scale arrest operation began.

The Kowloon Regional Commander, Assistant Commissioner Ho Ting-yu, was present at the scene, along with Chief Superintendent Yu Siu-chak, Superintendent Chu Ching-yin of Organised Crime and Triad Bureau, Superintendent Lee Chiu-hung of the Serious Crime Unit, Chief Inspector Yam Kiu-wing and others.

The first thing was to ensure the safety of the Governor, and the second was to search the cameras of the reporters on the scene, take away all the rubber film negatives, and very firmly ask the reporters to go to the headquarters to collect them the next day.

The openness of public opinion and freedom of the press advocated by the foreigners first require their freedom, the freedom to tamper with information, the freedom to speak out, and then the freedom of media release.

Most of the time, media companies are controlled or interview restrictions are used to regulate public opinion, but when it comes to the safety of the Governor, face issues cannot be taken into account.

The King of Sparrows Club.

Egg Tart overturned his cards in frustration and shouted, "I've won three times in a row, sir, is the God of Wealth downstairs so effective?"

He threw out the chips with his left hand and said with a smile, "Egg tart, the boss let you win on purpose in the last round, intending to let you win twice!"

Da Pao said in a muffled voice: "I want to go and pay my respects to the Second Master."

Yin Zhaotang collected the chips and happily put them into the table cabinet, then shuffled the cards with a smile on his face: "After this round, change positions in the next round to change the feng shui."

“Okay.” Egg Tart’s eyes lit up, he regrouped and started shuffling the cards.

Sha Hui knocked on the door, and after getting Ding Ye's approval, he pushed the door open: "Boss, Jun is here."

"Tell him to come in."

Yin Zhaotang remained calm and washed the mahjong tiles easily.

Wang Zhijun took off his cowboy cap, bowed and nodded: "Boss, the matter in Apliu Street has been settled. The people from Xinji overturned the foreigner's car. This is the rubber ring that was photographed."

Yin Zhaotang touched the deck of cards and whispered, "Wash them out and hand them over to the company. Dan Tart, call Editor-in-Chief Ma and ask him to tell the boss of the printing factory to print an emergency special edition."

"Use the 91 Eat Melon page to avoid disturbing the company's customers."

Dan Tart stopped playing cards, got up from the table and said, "Got it, boss, I'll do it right away."

Seeing that the seat opposite was empty, Yin Zhaotang waved and said, "Ajun, sit down and play two rounds. If you win, it's yours, and if you lose, it's Dan Tart."

Wang Zhijun was a little embarrassed, not wanting to offend the boss, but also embarrassed to let Danta lose money. Danta took the initiative to hold his shoulders and pushed him down to his seat: "Just play when the boss tells you to. Jun likes to drink soda, ask the waiter to bring one."

Yin Zhaotang said, "Brother, are Wansheng and the others still at the door? Let's go to the private room next door and have fun slowly. Don't be in a hurry."

By noon, news of the riots in Apliu Street had spread throughout Hong Kong, and people from both the business and political circles were keenly aware of the differences in the incident.

The gangsters wanted to stir up trouble, but they would not do it to the governor. When the governor was besieged by the demonstrators and even his car was overturned, the political signal released was very strong.

For a time, the foreigners in Hong Kong were panic-stricken, the banana people were terrified, and the leftists cheered loudly and expressed their support. People with insight knew that it was impossible for the New Record to achieve this step, and there must be a stronger force organizing it.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, 91 Chigua Newspaper published two photos. One was a photo of Governor Mac falling on the stage, and the other was a photo of the Governor's car being overturned to the ground.

The newspaper was initially printed in 20,000 copies and they were sold out as soon as they were released. Other newspapers reprinted the photos and quoted the article, causing a huge uproar in Hong Kong's political arena. The news spread abroad, causing an uproar.

A total of 91 copies of the newspaper were sold that day, making it the best-selling newspaper in Hong Kong Island in the beginning of the year, greatly enhancing the influence of Chigua Newspaper.

At the same time, the political opinions expressed by Chigua Newspaper have been classified as a leftist newspaper by citizens. It has been boycotted by some democrats, but it has also gained a number of subscriptions from leftist readers, consolidating its foundation and enhancing its influence in the media.

The next morning, the Hong Kong Xinhua News published a sharp comment:
The motherland will surely allow our compatriots in Hong Kong to achieve their wish, overthrow hegemony, get rid of colonialism, and return to China!

(End of this chapter)