Warlords: I just made a little fortune, but I didn’t build a country.

"Listen, kidnappers inside. You are surrounded. Lay down your weapons and surrender. We will give you a lenient punishment. If you resist stubbornly, you will only die."

After being beaten back after three or five violent attacks and losing more than a hundred people, Zhao Wen became a little impatient. If the casualties among police officers were too great, it would easily attract the attention of the higher-ups, so he temporarily gave up the violent attacks.

"The kidnappers inside are not ordinary kidnappers," Zhao Wen said while looking at Jiang Ansheng who was enjoying a steak dinner. "If we use force to attack, the price we pay will be too high. We don't have heavy weapons, unless we mobilize the special police. They have armored vehicles, but the special police are not under my jurisdiction, so I can't mobilize them at all."

Hearing this, Jiang Ansheng took a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, cut off a piece of delicious steak and stuffed it into his mouth, saying with a smile, "I don't care about that. What I want is to kill the kidnappers inside within two hours."

Seeing Jiang Ansheng's expression, Zhao Wen felt a nameless anger in his heart that wanted to burst out, but when he learned that the other party was actually related to the deputy provincial governor and his immediate superior, the deputy director, this nameless anger was suppressed.

"clear."

Zhao Wen began to continue issuing tasks, which was to use the advantage of personnel to push forward with all the remaining one thousand black gang members and several hundred police officers, and attack according to the step-by-step tactics.

The members of the underworld still took the lead, followed by the police officers, and then Zhao Wen's trusted police officers. They began to attack in batches, determined to capture the kidnappers in the heavy factory building in one fell swoop.

"Da da da."

A volley of bullets once again hit the heavy factory building. At this time, the members of the underworld were a little scared. After all, looking at the hundreds of bleeding corpses on the ground, how could they not be afraid?

Even if they are not afraid of death, they don't want to die like this.

"Tell the brothers."

Jiang Ansheng said with a gloomy face, "If you kill a kidnapper, I will reward you 100,000 yuan. If you kill the kidnapper leader, I will reward you 1 million yuan. If you rescue the young master, I will reward you 2 million yuan. And he will be the lifesaver of my Jiang family. In this life, my Jiang family will treat him as a brother."

After this message was spread, many members of the underworld began to show ferocious expressions on their faces. If you want to survive in this industry, you have to be risk-taking in order to gain the corresponding status and money.

Knowing that they could get a 10 yuan reward for killing a kidnapper, a 200 million yuan reward for rescuing the young master, and a chance to rise to fame overnight, many members of the underworld began to rush forward.

"Fuck, life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by God, kill them."

Under the temptation of money and status, members of the underworld began to rush into the heavy factory building one after another, and began to shoot wildly with pistols and submachine guns in their hands, suppressing the action team members and the Dragon Team.

Seeing hundreds of people rushing in at once, the members of the action team swallowed their saliva and began to fight back. They took the lead in attacking with their submachine guns, harvesting the black force members in the front row. There were also snipers, who shot in the head the members who were rushing in the front. As for the members of the Dragon Team, they cooperated with the action team to fight back.

“Tear gas.”

"There are also rocket launchers. Bring them on."

Police officers began using tear gas and individual rocket launchers.

If we were to say who are the people who cause the most pressure to the members of the operation team, it would be none other than this group of trained police officers.

"boom!"

A rocket launcher hit the counterattack camp of the action group, and the powerful force caused casualties among three to five members of the action group.

"Made!"

Liang Renzhong in the basement was a little restless. He looked at his watch. It was now 1:10 in the afternoon, which meant that forty minutes had passed since they requested support. According to this time, the first batch of support should be arriving soon.

"Buzzing."

Just as Liang Renzhong was frowning, a buzzing sound suddenly appeared in the air. After hearing the sound, Liang Renzhong's frown relaxed because he knew that support was coming.

"This is?"

Looking at the plane that suddenly appeared in the sky, Zhao Wen frowned a little, because he had never seen a plane flying so low in his life, and a plane that looked like a dragonfly. Also, why would a plane appear here at this time?

Just as Zhao Wen was puzzled, one by one the special forces soldiers slid down from the transport helicopters. There were a total of eight transport helicopters, carrying 120 special forces soldiers, and eight armed helicopters, carrying 30 soldiers. A total of 150 fully armed special forces soldiers appeared one thousand meters away from the flank of the heavy factory building.

"What's happening here?"

Jiang Ansheng suddenly felt uneasy because he saw fully armed soldiers sliding down from the magical plane. Why did he say it was a magical plane? Because this plane could actually stay still in the air, which completely refreshed his three views.

"Director Zhao, is this the support you applied for?" Jiang Ansheng came up to Zhao Wen and asked.

"I still want to ask you."

Zhao Wen frowned and said, "I thought it was the support troops that you, Brother Jiang, mobilized from the National Security Bureau. Now it seems that we have hit a wall."

"How to say?"

Jiang Ansheng asked anxiously.

"Isn't it obvious?" Zhao Wen said like a deflated ball. "The kidnappers here are definitely not kidnappers. They are most likely an investigation team sent by the higher-ups, or what we call a patrol team. They are one level higher than the higher-ups. It's very likely that the people we are encircling are from the patrol team."

"impossible."

Jiang Ansheng retorted, "If it was an investigation team, why would they arrest my son and ask for 50 million?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Zhao Wen sighed, "He's trying to catch a big fish by casting a long line. Look, he's caught you, me, the municipal government, the director, and the deputy provincial government. Almost all of our people in this black province have been caught. Why do you think he arrested your son?"

"No way, absolutely impossible."

At this time, Jiang Ansheng was also a little panicked. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, because things seemed to happen a little suddenly. First, their son was arrested, and then money was demanded. Finally, he asked Lao Mo to rescue him, but Lao Mo was arrested again. Then Director Zhao was arranged, and as a result, Kyoto selected people to be transferred. Then, they contacted the people above, and almost dug out his cards step by step. Now, he had used up all his cards, and the other party was here to close the net.

"Could it be that this is really the inspection team?"

"Director Zhao," Jiang Ansheng looked at Zhao Wen and said, "Even if it's an inspection team, we are not afraid. We have more than a thousand people under our command. What is there to be afraid of? At worst, we can fight our way out and flee overseas. With my overseas assets, I can still make a good living."

"you're right."

Zhao Wen said with a cunning look in his eyes, "With the strength we have, we may be able to win this game."