Chapter 449: There is no 007 in Hong Kong
Chapter 449: There is no 007 in Hong Kong
The six-passenger boat stopped at the most remote place on Lamma Island, Mei Chung Bay. After arranging the time with the big boat boy, Wang Zhijun stepped onto the gravel beach and led his brothers into the woods.
Pushing aside the weeds along the dirt mountain path, one can occasionally see fields, mausoleums, and small shrines to the Queen of Heaven. When Chen Aiguo passed by, he did not forget to put his hands together and bow twice.
Zhang Wansheng's eyes fell on the incense ash beside the shrine, and then looked at Wang Zhijun. Wang Zhijun had bent down in the haystack and picked up a 7.62mm bullet casing.
Everyone continued to move forward in silence, and after five kilometers they arrived at Hung Shing Estate.
The rural village is located on a high ground, built against the mountain. On the top of the hill, there are two huge white spheres with antennas around them. They are standard military radars, which made Wang Zhijun and Zhang Wansheng change their color slightly.
Chen Aiguo was holding a dogtail grass in his mouth. Sweat was dripping down his bronze face. His narrowed eyes were filled with hatred. "Pick that star. It's a radar station."
Zhang Wansheng grabbed the wooden butt of the Wuliu Chong rifle and said, "Brother Jun, where there is a military radar station, there are military personnel."
Wang Zhijun looked at the top of the mountain and stamped his feet. "I know. It's marked on the map. The Kwai agents are not stupid. There must be a military camp near the safe house to be safe, right?"
The eldest brother came close to him, his face serious: "How many people?"
Wang Zhijun responded softly: "Two radar squads, twelve people, not a lot."
Chen Aiguo, Zhang Wansheng and others all breathed a sigh of relief, but then another question came up. Li Shengli frowned and asked, "Brother Jun, the houses in the village are built in stages according to the height of the mountain, and the layout is scattered. How can we find the ghost spies?"
"We need to make a bigger noise to attract the radar squad's support. It will be difficult to catch him alive."
Chen Aiguo was making plans: "I suggest that we do some reconnaissance in disguise."
The eldest brother was worried: "The foreigners deliberately set up the safe house in the village. Everything else is secondary. Be careful not to hurt the villagers by mistake."
Wang Zhijun waved at the silent Lin Banghui: "Ah Hui, take out your weapon."
Lin Banghui took off the weapon box on his back, took out the 40mm round, and aimed at the radar station: "Brother Jun, the distance is too far, the hit rate is very low."
Wang Zhijun sneered: "The distance is just right. It doesn't need to hit the target. Just make a noise for the foreigners to hear."
Zhang Wansheng, Chen Aiguo and others immediately understood that the boss was planning to lure the snake out of its hole and then carry out a decapitation operation. The foreigners still have fifteen years of ruling power. Blowing up a radar station and building another one in a minute is actually not very meaningful.
The eldest brother picked up the ammunition, stuffed it into the muzzle of the gun, then quickly bent down and covered his ears.
"Peng!"
An RPG whizzed out and shot towards the radar station, landing far away on the mountain, smashing rocks into pieces, raising dust, and the sound spread throughout the village.
Wang Zhijun saw a figure appearing faintly on the radar station and immediately gave an order: "Banghui, give artillery support, and the rest of you, follow me."
"Up, up, up!"
"action."
Inside the safe house, MI6 senior agent Ben Bailey was sitting with his legs crossed, watching TVB. On the 1969-inch color screen, an old movie from 007, 007 series "On Her Majesty's Secret Service" was playing. Perhaps it was because of his narcissistic personality that whenever series appeared on the screen, Ben Bailey would unconsciously stop watching. When the hot Bond girl wore a short skirt, revealing a pair of long white legs and a full chest, Bailey was very satisfied.
It seems that the 007 agent who is hugging the girl is called Ben Bailey. He is so beautiful that he touches the stubble on his chin, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised. He has already severely punished the sexy girl in his mind.
But a faint sound from the top of the mountain drowned out the sound of the TV and interrupted his reverie. Two agents in jackets pushed open the door and saluted hurriedly: "Sir, there is an RPG shelling the radar station. The Chinese are launching a military operation."
Ben Bailey was terrified for a moment, but he immediately concluded, "It's impossible. The spy satellites didn't capture the army's movement. Without large-scale troop movements, there is no possibility of taking military measures."
It is not that China does not have the ability to use tough measures, but that an espionage operation that is in line with its diplomatic strategy does not have the basis to trigger military action.
At present, China is always talking about peace, and British Foreign Secretary Geoffrey Howe has also hinted to the international community that it has already fought for control. MI6 has officially seized the window of opportunity to cooperate with diplomacy through espionage activities. If China really dares to fight, it will surely be strongly counterattacked by civilized society and become the target of public criticism.
Even Hong Kong Island will be subject to an international blockade. Even if that gentleman is really determined, it will take time to mobilize the army for defense. Bailey's mind is very fast. In the blink of an eye, he made a new judgment and gave a loud order: "It is a special operation. Carry weapons and withdraw. Evacuate Hung Shing Estate and go to the power station."
"Yes, sir!"
The two agents raised their hands to salute, then turned around and took the MP5 submachine guns handed over by their three colleagues. The five followed Ben Bailey out of the back door of the safe house, crouched in the bushes, and moved towards the Lamma Island Power Station.
This intelligence planning group consists of six people, and their main job is to provide intelligence support, supervision and logistics to Gao Bangchang and his gang to prevent the criminal gang from rebelling or causing other troubles.
Intelligence work is never a one-man showdown, but a confrontation between organizations. Therefore, the smallest unit must be a squad, and including the criminals, the number of people on the three sides is unexpectedly the same.
Wang Zhijun had already asked Li Shengli to climb up the tree, occupy the commanding heights, and hold the five or six semi-telephones as an observation post. The remaining four people went straight to the safe house, because in the entire Hung Shing Estate, only that house had a satellite dish cover on the rooftop, and as soon as the gunfire sounded, a foreigner came out to investigate.
The foreign agents seemed to have sensed the danger and were running very fast, hoping to get to the substation and wait for help. A special operations company of the Royal Navy had received the distress signal and could arrive in half an hour. At this time, Wang Zhijun had already formed a team of two, flanking the six people on both sides and blocking them in the valley.
Wang Zhijun, holding a Type 5 rifle, took cover behind a tree and opened fire first. Fierce gunfire rang out, the bullets swept the weeds low, and two foreign agents fell. Ben Bailey raised his MP and fired rapidly, the bullets shuttled back and forth in the woods, Zhang Wansheng was bitten by the bullet, his shoulder was weak, he turned around and sat on the ground, took out a melon, pulled the pin, and threw it back to the foreigner.
"Oh!"
The eldest brother seized the opportunity and charged forward with Chen Aiguo. Li Shenghe hid in a tree and fired a sniper shot, successfully targeting Ben Bailey.
Bailey wanted to turn around and retreat back to Dasheng Village, but his knees weakened and he knelt on the ground. Dadi jumped off the rocks and killed another foreigner. Bailey was the only one left. He raised his hands and shouted in fear: "I surrender, I surrender!"
Zhang Wansheng immediately cooperated with his eldest brother, one of them was on guard with a gun, and the other one disarmed Bailey. The famous military intelligence agent did not seem to be as powerful as imagined, and the battle was resolved in less than ten minutes. Li Shengli jumped off the tree trunk with a look of surprise, but Wang Zhijun thought it was natural.
We are all human beings. A foreigner will not be stronger just because he has white skin. Zhang Zhijun pulled out his bayonet, pinched Bailey's ear, slowly cut it off, threw it into the haystack, took out a photo, and said simply and clearly: "I want people!"
In a moment of urgency, Bailey had shouted "surrender" in Chinese, which, apart from exposing his language ability, saved a lot of trouble. He no longer needed to use a satellite phone to call the society's translator.
Bailey covered his ears and screamed: "FUCK, YOU!"
(End of this chapter)