Chapter 373: Blocking the Airport, Fire Fighting

Chapter 373: Blocking the Airport, Fire Fighting

Chapter 373: Blocking the Airport, Fire Fighting (asking for monthly ticket)
When the convoy arrived at the gate of Kai Tak Airport in Kowloon, a special forces team of 16 people wearing berets, military uniforms and holding M assault rifles were ordered to take over airport security.

This is the Airport Special Operations Team, with a full staff of 40 people. Its leader is Senior Inspector Huang Zhigang, who once served in the Flying Tigers and was transferred to the Airport Operations Team five years ago.

The Airport Operations Team is also a new department established five years ago. It learned from the British Army's Royal Special Air Service Regiment. It was formed by five Chinese elites drawn from the Flying Tigers, and then selected outstanding students from the police academy for training.

Equipped with assault vehicles, infantry patrol vehicles, assault rifles, Remington, and sniper teams, they are well-equipped, well-trained, and have very fierce firepower.

It was originally established as a paramilitary unit by the British side in response to the "Munich Massacre" to prevent hijacking incidents and terrorist activities during the Cold War.

At this time, the mounted police officers of the VIP escort team stopped first, and a chief inspector, without taking off his helmet, took out his ID and handed it to Huang Zhigang.

Huang Zhigang personally stood guard at the gate, stamped his feet and saluted, and took the documents very solemnly for inspection. Yin Zhaotang, Huapi, Shahui, Curry Ma and others sitting in the carriage could not help but clench their weapons and hold their breath.

"Confirmed, let go!"

Huang Zhigang returned his ID and saluted again, his eyes firm and full of loyalty.

"Clap!"

Twenty-two police officers from the Airport Operations Team lined up in front of the sentries on both sides of the iron gate, stomped their feet at attention in unison and raised their hands to salute.

The mounted police began, and one car after another drove through the gate and entered the parking lot. The brothers hiding in the carriages looked happy, sighed, and many of them had sweaty palms.

The police officers were still a few meters away from the convoy, and saluted with their backs straight. They did not dare to look any further. It was normal that they could not see the situation inside the convoy, and they did not dare to ask any questions even if they saw it.

Yin Zhaotang was sitting in the governor's seat. When he passed through the gate, he made eye contact with Huang Zhigang. He suddenly realized that there was an invisible hand pushing them forward. Behind it was the vision of thousands of people to conquer Hong Kong Island and the righteous men who were willing to risk their lives to fight against the foreigners!

The convoy followed the road signs, slowed down slowly, and stopped at a berth where flowers had been laid out and salutes had been displayed.

As soon as the brothers pushed the door and got out of the car, they rushed towards the Royal Navy Salute Team with their guns, knocking down the foreigners in the salute team with the butts of their guns. Some hit them with the butts of their guns, some poked them with the muzzles of their guns, and some directly pulled the bolt and pointed a Type 56 rifle at the foreigner's forehead, shouting, "If you stare at me again, I'll blow your head off with one shot."

Although the Salute Gun Team is titled after the Royal Navy, it actually belongs to the Governor-General's Guard, a type of ceremonial guard that usually receives ceremonial training.

Responsible for etiquette work on important occasions and when foreign guests visit Hong Kong. They are dressed like the Royal Guards, wearing red dresses, black wool hats, and their guns are empty.

They were attacked suddenly and had no power to resist, and were immediately knocked down by their brothers. After their weapons were removed, they were all stuffed into a shuttle bus nearby.

On the tower, a foreigner saw something was wrong with the VIP berth and just picked up the intercom to make a call, when a security guard nearby pulled out a baton and hit him hard on the back of the head.

Bang.

The foreigner's eyes went dark and he slammed on the console, startling the two staff members next to him so much that they quickly stood up.

The security guard took out a .38 rifle from his waist, stepped forward quickly, pinned down a foreigner, grabbed his collar and shouted, "Whoever dares to move, I will shoot him!"

At this time, the driver captain in charge of driving the car pressed the headset, nodded slightly, came to Yin Zhaotang, stood at attention and saluted: "Mr. Yin, all the important points have been controlled. The Taipingshan convoy will arrive in ten minutes at the latest."

Yin Zhaotang raised his cap, looked at the dark-skinned, muscular man, and asked, "Where is the Governor's plane?"

"We have passed Vietnam. The plane will start landing in half an hour at the latest," the man replied.

Yin Zhaotang lit a cigarette and glanced up at the sky: "Fifteen minutes to deal with the convoy coming from Taiping Mountain?"

"Yes!" the man nodded.

"Thank you for your hard work, brother." Yin Zhaotang held out his fist and did not ask the driver's name. The two were already comrades-in-arms. There seemed to be a little hesitation, but for the sake of comradeship, the driver still raised his fist and bumped it with him: "Serving the people is not hard!"

This answer made Yin Zhaotang slightly stunned. It turned out that it was not a cliché. No matter who asked, he would give the same answer!
“Get ready to do something.”

Yin Zhaotang took out a black turban mask from the travel bag on his shoulder and covered his entire face, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

The brothers present did the same, and then, holding their Type 56 rifles, they directed their brothers to their designated combat positions according to the prepared combat plan.

The speed of eliminating the enemy must be fast, mobile vehicles must be used, ambush sites must be set up well, and the advantages of closing the door and beating the dog must be brought into play.

He was not professional in tactical deployment, but he had received professional guidance last night and he had a blueprint of the airport filled with tactical points in his pocket.

I just reviewed it on the way, how could I forget it? Even the obstructions, obstacles, and high points were marked. With a set of smooth instructions, the brothers followed the steps and quickly controlled the overall situation.

They are not professional enough to be soldiers, but they are the elite of the society. If they take up arms, they will become bandits. In special times and special opportunities, if the bandits accept political guidance, they will have the opportunity to be reborn and make contributions to the country.

Eight minutes later, the motorcade of the Taipingshan Governor's Office arrived at the airport gate. The identical ceremonial formation stunned the airport action team members on duty.

However, the Governor's Palace motorcade was of extremely high standards, and the action team members were only assigned to be responsible for security. Ordinary police officers did not dare to step forward to take over the call, and assumed that their superiors would make the report.

But Senior Inspector Huang Zhigang verified the documents in the same way and asked people to pass in the same way, which made his special forces team members' brains crash.

The deputy director was patrolling the airport terminal with the remaining team members. The team members in charge of airport security were all Huang Zhigang's confidants. A police captain couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Mr. Huang, something is wrong?"

Huang Zhigang frowned and asked, "Someone is here to pick up the new governor. As long as the documents are correct, they will be allowed to pass. Whether it is one convoy or two convoys, it is none of our business!"

"Yes, sir!" The sheriff stood at attention and saluted, answering loudly.

The military serves politics, and a successful military depends on a successful politics. When a group of people have failed politically, no matter how strong the military force is, it will be regarded as a pile of dead bones in the grave.

When you succeed in politics, heaven and earth will join forces and heroes will compete for freedom!
After the VIP escort team of white mounted police drove their motorcycles into the airport, team leader Matthew slowed down and felt something was wrong.

The police officers of the Governor's Guard are very experienced. Vincent, the leader of the G4 team in the Mercedes-Benz, looked at the empty road with a vigilant expression, picked up the microphone and said, "Attention, all teams, the airport is a bit too quiet, check the situation with the airport tower."

"Got it." Senior Inspector Fang Zhixing, who was sitting in the back car, called the tower using the radio. After receiving a safe and correct reply, he reported to his superior.

Vincent was not careless and ordered: "Ask the airport operations team to come and stand by."

"Yes, sir!" Fang Zhixing relayed the order, and Huang Zhigang took the intercom and said, "The action team received it and will come immediately."

Vincent just felt safe, but when he saw the empty salute in front of the parking lot, he suddenly felt threatened and shouted, "Stop, stop, something's wrong!"

The entire Governor's motorcade braked immediately, and fifteen G4 agents wearing suits and bulletproof vests quickly got out of the car with M16s in hand.

Before Senior Inspector Matthew of the VIP escort team could react, two Toyota police cars of the same model as the guards', with sirens flashing, jumped out from behind a Boeing 747.

The car body made a beautiful drift on the track, and the four wheels wiped out the staggered tire marks. Two "drivers" wearing police hats, wearing seat belts, leaned out of the window of the Type 56 and quickly pulled the trigger.

"Da da da."

"Da da da."

Rhythmic gunshots rang out on the airport parking lot, bullets flew across the Governor's Palace motorcade, clanking and sweeping. Several mounted police officers from the VIP escort team were shot several times before they even put down the kickstand of the motorcycle, and died on the battlefield with the thump of the motorcycle falling to the ground.

From the control tower to the terminal corridor, the VIP parking spaces have been completely blocked. All aircraft at Kai Tak Airport have been temporarily restricted from flying. The captain knew that the Governor's special plane was about to arrive, so the flight was not in a hurry for more than half an hour.

The pilot and the flight attendant were drinking coffee and chatting in the cockpit, while the passengers were reading newspapers, flipping through magazines, and complaining quietly.

The officers of the Airport Action Team were divided into two groups in the terminal hall, carrying weapons and leading police dogs, and conducting deterrent patrols in a high-profile manner. There were thousands of people at Kai Tak Airport, and no one knew that a firefight and a life-and-death contest were taking place in the most important berthing area.

The two police cars that rushed out were seen swaying left and right while shooting, which was a tactical driving evasion. The gunman in the car was not disturbed and carried out a perfect round of fire suppression.

Matthew was no longer able to command, so he threw away his motorcycle and quickly rushed to a column on the left. Vincent only used two gestures, and the G4 agents split into two teams, one team followed him to rush towards the Boeing plane, and the other team followed Fang Zhixing to rush towards a cargo wall made of air cargo containers.

The G4 were indeed elite troops. Before they separated and retreated, they actually formed a circular tactical defense around the convoy. They used cars as cover to block the bullets from the driver, while they moved and turned in a circle before attacking separately, greatly reducing the casualties among the special forces.

Unlike the VIP escort team, who looked tall and strong, they were more than half killed in the first round of fire, and most of them couldn't even draw their service guns from their waists.

Several white mounted policemen who were shot were lying on the ground, covering their wounds and wailing.

Matthew luckily dodged the stray bullet, slid behind the wall, tremblingly pulled out the Smith revolver, pinched the earphone in horror and shouted: "Special driving, the criminal is proficient in special driving, it's the special forces, it's the special forces!!!"

An expert can tell the truth with one move. Matthew's actual combat ability has yet to be tested, but his vision is definitely sharp. He can tell at a glance that the robbers are not ordinary.

Vincent was reminded by him and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He took the M16 handed over by his subordinates, hid beside the landing gear, and fired at the disguised police car. While forming a crossfire, he shouted, "Confirm the number of people. Each team quickly determines the number of robbers!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Roger that!"

At this time, new firing points had been exposed near the airport. It seemed that multiple teams were rushing over and closing the encirclement of the convoy.

In Hong Kong Island, apart from the British side who can mobilize a few special forces under the guise of "paramilitary units", who else is qualified to send special forces ashore?

Moreover, it was during the period when the Governor arrived in Hong Kong to take up his new post and the Prime Minister was negotiating in the North?
As Chief Inspector of the Political Department, Vincent truly experienced the horror of politics.

The appearance of the driver was a prelude. The G4 agents were alerted in advance, so the convoy did not fully enter the ambush site, and mobile firepower was needed to fill the gap and expand the encirclement.

At the same time, the positions of the brothers of Zhongyi Hall were adjusted according to the plan. Yin Zhaotang, wearing a mask, led five brothers, hid behind two cars, held rifles in both hands, and led the brothers to start fire suppression.

"Da da da."

"Da da da."

When he led his brothers to fill the positions, the encirclement was completely formed. The crossfire network formed by G4 was quickly suppressed and could not form an effective defense line.

A G4 agent was hit in the arm by a stray bullet. He screamed, and his M16 fell directly to the ground. His body was quickly pulled back behind the cargo box by his colleagues.

A G4 agent was shot in the lower abdomen and sat on the ground, covering the wound with both hands. He was breathing rapidly, his face was very painful, and his eyes gradually became unfocused.

Fang Zhixing fired a magazine and hid behind a bunker to reload. From the corner of his eye, he saw that the police academy graduate from the same dormitory had a dim look in his eyes. Even the movement of reloading could not help but slow down. He shouted with a heart full of sadness: "Hold on, Jiahao!"

"Okay, brother."

Jiahao's blood-soaked palms gently held Fang Zhixing's. He seemed to have a lot to say, but the cruelty brought by the war did not allow for a trace of tenderness.

Fang Zhixing waited for a few seconds, only to see his brother die, but not a single word of last words.

"Dry!"

He kicked the floor in anger, turned around and continued the exchange of fire.

At the same time, the preset sniper team began to take effect, and started shooting at the G4 members who showed up, almost one by one.

Vincent watched two of his men being shot down by snipers, and shouted with red eyes: "Airport Action Team, where are the people from the Airport Action Team!"

In the headset, police officers reported the number of people one after another. According to the statistics, there were about twenty robbers, half of whom were special forces and the other half seemed to be "miscellaneous soldiers". However, they had all controlled key positions and fought very bravely. After a few minutes of fighting, more than half of the Governor's Guards were killed or wounded.

Inspector Wilson suddenly threw Vincent to the ground and shouted excitedly: "Sir, break out."

Vincent broke free from his arms, took out his .4 self-defense weapon, and shouted angrily: "FUCK, the Governor will fall to the ground immediately. G abandoned the Governor and broke through. They will definitely be court-martialed."

"Oh!"

He fired a shot into the air, pointed at Wilson and said, "Coward, only blood can wash away your shame. The glory of the British Empire will be protected by the men of England with their lives."

Both the Chinese and the foreigners were shocked by Vincent's determination. They immediately regrouped and launched a resolute resistance.

They seemed to have forgotten that they were staying in someone else's home and that the British flag had already fallen in the east.

Yin Zhaotang led five brothers to launch a fierce attack. Several bullets flew past their shoulders and instantly knocked down the brothers beside them.

The gangsters may not be as well-trained as the agents, but those who can make it are all violent and aggressive people who treat their lives as a joke. When they feel that there is a greater cause, they are even more fearless and extremely ferocious.

If shouting slogans can change the outcome, it would be disrespectful to modern weapons.

With the advantage in firepower and tactics, the brothers of Zhongyitang spent eight minutes and finally destroyed the opponent's two firepower points, completely chewing off the tough bone.

The enemy suffered four deaths and three injuries, of which the dead were all loyal cousins, and two of the injured were "drivers".

Seven police officers surrendered, but they were only met with a cold answer.

"Take them all to the corner and shoot them. Clean up the scene and prepare to welcome the Governor's arrival!"

Yin Zhaotang trembled as he took out his cigarette box, lifted up his hood a little, exposed his mouth, and lit a cigarette. He saw his brothers pushing people into a corner, lining up to shoot them, and watching them fall one by one, and he thought it was just a small scene. He was just afraid in his heart, wondering why he rushed so fiercely and bravely just now.

If you pick that star, four out of eleven brothers will die and two will be injured, so the winning rate is over half!

The person who led the charge was actually fine?
Although it might be pure luck, he couldn't help but want to kowtow to Erye, double it, the reward to the gods must be doubled!
Yin Zhaotang exhaled a puff of smoke and took a breath before the Hong Kong plane landed. After the brothers shot all the foreigners, they came to the boss and said in a hoarse voice: "It's all done, boss!"

"Huapi, would you like one?" He opened the cigarette box and handed out some.

The brother puzzledly pulled off half of the mask, revealing a numb and dull face: "Boss, I am Shahui!"

When they were fighting, everyone called the leader "big brother" to avoid confusion among the brothers. Shahui was the fastest and hadn't reacted yet.

Yin Zhaotang also realized that his voice was hoarse and became a little like Hua Pi. He chuckled and asked, "What about Hua Pi?"

Sha Hui and the few remaining brothers looked at each other, but no one answered and the scene gradually fell silent.

At this time, under the cameras of many reporters, the Iron Lady entered the Fujian Hall, and the Sino-British negotiations officially began.

The whistling sound of planes stirring up the air flow and the roaring sound of their engines resounded throughout Kai Tak Airport. Amidst the anticipation of everyone, the new Governor of Hong Kong, Sir Edward Youde, officially arrived at his place of government.

The Governor was sitting on the sofa, biting a cigar with his yellow teeth, looking out the window, admiring the guard of honor, and slowly, he sensed something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)