The Chief Detective Inspector is dead. I'm now the top police officer in Hong Kong!

Chapter 22 Washing Away Shame with Blood (Seeking monthly votes, requests to continue reading, and requests for recommendations)

Upon hearing the order over the radio, all the officers in the Major Crimes Unit instantly understood it was a death sentence. But disobeying orders in the face of danger meant only one thing: stripping off their uniforms and being looked down upon for life!
Lin Tiansheng, Zhang Jinrong, Ma Delong, He Li, and Liu Yida received orders that, whether they liked it or not, they had to change their equipment and go into battle.

Ma Delong, He Li, and Liu Yida all looked terrified, turning their gazes to Lin Tiansheng. He Li even asked with a mournful face, "Brother Sheng, what should we do? Inspector Pi wants us to go into the PTU."

Lin Tiansheng's expression was cold and stern. He acted swiftly and decisively, taking off his shirt as a response: "Change clothes and get to work."

Zhang Jinrong then took off his leather jacket, not forgetting to stuff the flask into his inner pocket, and looked at the three men with a cold face: "Get things done, you shrimps, do you think you're playing around in the Major Crimes Unit?"

"If you want to hang a Type 38 rifle on your waist, you have to risk your life, understand?"

Knowing he had no right to refuse, Ma Delong followed the big boss and began to take action. He Li and Liu Yida stomped their feet and gritted their teeth, following suit, taking off their coats and kicking off their boots.

Within two minutes, a PTU officer arrived carrying three large waterproof backpacks. Inside the backpacks was a complete set of PTU equipment, including a tactical vest, body armor, main firepower weapons—a Colt AR-15 semi-automatic rifle, a Fardru riot gun, a Remington shotgun, and a gas mask.

As a paramilitary unit, the TPU's "pig chop truck" is fully equipped with both light and heavy firepower, as well as various equipment and machinery.

(The "pig chop truck" refers to the Mercedes-Benz Vario troop carrier, which is nicknamed the "pig chop truck" because of its resemblance to a pork chop bun.)
Lin Tiansheng changed into a tactical vest and body armor, grabbed a Colt and hung it up, then asked in a brief pause, "Hey buddy, what's going on upstairs?"

The PTU sergeant replied, "There are seven robbers. Two have been wounded, leaving five. The robbers are armed with AK47s, Type 56 pistols, and grenades. They speak with mainland accents, are all male, and occupy three units on the east side of the eighth floor, forming a crossfire. They should have a lot of ammunition."

"Two Colt semi-automatic rifles are also missing. Be careful."

Zhang Jinrong, who had been drinking, was in a bad mood. He fastened his bulletproof vest and cursed, "Fuck your mother! What kind of work are you doing? Giving away your livelihood!"

The PTU sergeant sneered, his attitude indifferent, but he didn't retaliate, thinking to himself: What's the point of arguing with a dead man?

While waiting for others, Lin Tiansheng asked for a building blueprint. He narrowed his eyes, glanced at it for a moment, then scanned the equipment in his eye bag. A complete plan immediately formed in his mind, and he gave the order: "Arong, get the riot shield, Big Mouth (Fadru riot gun), which can fire tear gas. Old Ma, get the Remington, Ali, and Dazai Colt, load them with grenades. Four men per assault team. After going upstairs, wait for my command. First, launch a strong attack on 807, occupy point A, eliminate the criminals' crossfire, and then clear out each room one by one."

Zhang Jinrong, Ma Delong, He Li, and Liu Yida retrieved their equipment as ordered. Zhang Jinrong, carrying a riot shield, was clearly destined to be at the forefront, yet his face showed no fear, only a hint of anticipation.

Dying on the battlefield is better than dying of old age washing clothes. The opportunity we've waited three years for is now! Dong Yifu's double-flower red sticks will wash away three years of shame with their blood on the battlefield!

The youngest member, He Li, was holding Colt, but his face was full of unease. He couldn't help but ask, "Brother Sheng, where are you going?"

Zhang Jinrong turned around and glared at him: "Damn it, of course the big boss is in charge!"

Unexpectedly, Lin Tiansheng took a breath and said, "I will rappel down from the roof, break through the window, and enter the room to cooperate with your operation."

Lin Tiansheng's expression was tense, and he was also very nervous inside. This tactic was very risky, but it could have a decisive effect and also allow him to make an appearance at the bottom of the building, ensuring that the credit would not be taken by others. It was the best solution after considering all aspects.

He raised the Citizen watch in his hand, his expression serious, and gave the command: "Check the watch."

"10:32:27".

"Twenty-eight!"

Zhang Jinrong, Ma Delong, and the other three extended their watches to confirm that everything was correct. After collecting the watches, Lao Ma's eyes became decisive, and he stood behind Zhang Jinrong.

As a strike team, the four men were doing the most dangerous things, but the team leader, Cheung Kam-wing, was the boss's sworn brother, and the other three had already sold their lives to Inspector Lam. Since Inspector Lam had already finalized the plan, they had no choice but to follow him to the end.

It's not just talk that we're willing to risk our lives; we've already received the money, so we have to go all out when it matters most.

Moreover, Lin Sir's rappelling through the window was more difficult and riskier. As comrades in arms, if they had to hate anyone, they should hate the foreigners who blocked off Boundary Street.

Five PTU officers, mixed in with the Major Crimes Unit, arrived at the five men's side, led by an assistant officer. Although the PTU assistant officer had command authority over the team, he did not veto Lin Tiansheng's plan.

After all, as long as they provide suppressive fire, the Major Crimes Unit will charge forward on their own. It's much easier than calling in the PTU to coordinate a strong attack.

When the PTU (Police Tactical Unit) comes up with an operational plan, they also have to save face by assigning two people to the task, to avoid giving anyone cause for criticism later. It seems that this Inspector Lin is indeed very brave; no wonder he dares to go against the Westerners.

"work."

Without further hesitation, Lin Tiansheng led his men up the stairs, greeting the officers from the Major Crimes Unit on each floor. The officers, who were guarding the stairwell, had received orders over the radio and guessed that the five of them were a suicide squad, and that in a few minutes they would become four corpses, carried down on stretchers.

On the seventh floor, Assistant Chen Sheng gave a somewhat awkward military salute, his expression complex. They hadn't known each other for long, but being together made them comrades, and fighting side-by-side made them brothers.

Ma Delong and his three men remained on the eighth floor, armed and waiting behind the PTU officers. Lin Tiansheng, carrying rappelling equipment, climbed to the twelfth-floor rooftop alone. After securing the rope, he deactivated the safety on his Colt, tugged at the rope, braced his legs against the wall, raised his watch, and spoke into the walkie-talkie: "Old Ma, ten seconds!"

"nineteen."

"Eight."

"Seven"

"GO!"

At the final command, Lin Tiansheng released the rope. With a whoosh, the rope snapped into the air, caught on his belt, and the figure landed steadily on the wall by the window.

Lin Tiansheng took the grenade, bit off the bolt, and threw it through the broken window.

"boom!"

Five seconds later, a violent explosion rang out, and the two criminals inside crouched down with their heads in their hands, with countless rags and scrap metal flying up.

Henry, the foreigner, stood downstairs, looking at the figure rappelling down, his face full of doubt: "What?"

"Fuck you, Flying Tigers!"

Pi Zhibang's eyes widened, and the cigarette he had just put in his mouth fell to the ground. His expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

The uniformed police officers and PTU officers on the street, and the citizens all looked up. Some people looked shocked, some were excited, and some children and girls showed admiration.

A Flying Tigers team is strong, but a person who dares to do what the Flying Tigers do is fierce!
PTU Senior Inspector Ding Zehua couldn't help but swallow hard: "Playing this big?"

In the corridor, the four-man assault team, upon receiving orders, stepped forward, bent over, and advanced along the corner of the wall, guns in hand.

"Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta."

PTU officers quickly opened fire, suppressing the robbers who were constantly peeking out from the three rooms. The robbers, who had just finished a fierce battle, were caught off guard by the police's swift and intense attack.

As one of the criminals screamed in agony after being shot, the remaining criminal in the room, his legs went weak, and he couldn't help but say, "Brother Tai, I can't hold on any longer."

In the innermost room, Guan Guotai detonated a grenade and shouted, "Damn it, we have to hold on whether we can't hold on or not. Being shot on the spot is better than being paraded through the streets as a target!"

"They say there is no death penalty in Hong Kong."

"I was just kidding, you idiot. The death penalty exists all over the world, why doesn't Hong Kong have it?" Kwok-tai threw a grenade and shouted, "Die, cop!"

"There are grenades."

Zhang Jinrong's pupils constricted sharply when he saw the grenade roll out, and he shouted in the stairwell. As an assault soldier, the Remington helmet on his waist was more of a decoration; he held up a large bulletproof shield with both hands, only responsible for blocking stray bullets for his comrades while moving.

At this point, running away would not only interrupt the attack but could also result in casualties. So, with a flushed face, he raised his shield and threw it to cover the grenade, then pressed his entire body against the shield.

Fuck your mother!!!

"Boom."

With a muffled thud, the grenade exploded inside the riot shield. Zhang Jinrong, gun and all, rushed toward the ceiling, crashed into it, and fell to the ground amidst billowing smoke, vomiting blood.

"Zhang Sir."

"Brother Rong."

He Li's legs went weak with fear. He looked at Zhang Jinrong, who had risked his life to protect them, his eyes red and his voice choked with emotion. Ma Delong, regaining his senses, felt a surge of patriotic fervor welling up inside him. He immediately shoved He Li and shouted, "Go, go, go! Get him!"

He Li and Liu Yida quickly quickened their pace, caught up with Lao Ma, and rushed to the entrance of Unit 807.

Just then, thunder rumbled from inside the house. Lin Tiansheng, carrying Colt, rolled into the house, knelt down, aimed, and fired his gun in the direction of the sound: "Da da da."

"Da da da."

One of the robbers hiding behind the sofa was immediately shot dead. Another criminal jumped out of the bathroom and was shot dead by He Li and Liu Yida, who had just entered.

(End of this chapter)