Chapter 176: West Wind Swan, A Single Sweep Across the Blue Clouds

"Rat-tat-tat-tat!"

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

In the pitch-black night sky, two Heavy Machine Guns spat out meter-long flames, like two giant dragons tearing through the night!

"Rat-tat-tat-tat!"

The Cobra helicopter swept across at low altitude, its Heavy Machine Gun and rocket pods firing crazily at the ground and the sea; the primary targets for Wang Jianjun and his men were the group's vehicles and boats.

"Quick! Scatter!"

At this moment, A Zha roared hoarsely, feeling as if the sky were collapsing; he shrieked and immediately ran forward.

Several bullets and small rockets struck the sedan he had just arrived in.

In an instant!

Several sedans were torn to shreds, and bullets even hit the fuel tanks, triggering explosions.

Immediately after, the fishing boat that Wei Shali had driven over was also instantly engulfed by the intense firepower, and the Laundry Powder worth hundreds of millions sank straight to the bottom of the sea.

"Damn it!"

"Who said the Hong Kong Police were easy to talk to!"

Until this moment, A Zha still hadn't realized who the force behind the helicopter in the sky was; right now, he only wanted to run, to run with all his might!

When he was in South Yue Nan, he had seen the power of the Cobra Armed Helicopter.

Look for cover?

Unless it was reinforced concrete, in front of this helicopter, it was nothing but trash.

"Pfft!"

A Majai was hit by a stray bullet; without even letting out a scream, his whole body instantly blossomed.

Fresh blood splattered all over A Zha's face, but at this moment, A Zha couldn't care about anything else; he only knew to use every ounce of his strength to run crazily forward.

After a wild dash, A Zha flipped and leaped, hiding beneath a large rock by the side of the road.

"F*** his mother!"

"Are the Hong Kong Police crazy?"

At this moment, the once arrogant and overbearing Vietnam Gang boss A Zha was trembling.

His mind was filled with endless fear; if he had known it would be like this, he would have preferred to cower in the refugee center.

It's over! Everything is over!

At this very moment, facing the endless firepower, A Zha truly felt afraid.

Screams and explosions rang out one after another, and the gravel splashed up by the Heavy Machine Gun hitting the ground scraped A Zha, causing him great pain.

Just at this moment.

A head, still attached to flesh and blood, landed in front of A Zha.

It was his younger brother Tony's.

The eyes were staring straight at A Zha, the pupils revealing terror—he had died with his eyes wide open!

"Ah!"

Another scream; seeing A Hu, who was almost at the giant rock, get hit in the right leg and fall to the ground, A Zha rushed forward regardless of his own safety and dragged A Hu over.

"Brother..."

A Hu gripped A Zha's hand, gasping his last breath, blood spilling from his mouth.

"A Hu, A Hu, it's okay, it's okay."

A Zha comforted his younger brother, trembling.

"I... I want to go home, it's... it's so dangerous outside... I want to go back to Yue Nan..."

After saying this, A Hu breathed his last.

"Ahhhhh!"

At this moment, A Zha went mad, roaring as he pulled out his Handgun and fired at the Cobra helicopter in the sky, but it was destined to be in vain.

On the other side, Wang Jianjun and his men never stopped firing from start to finish; the ten of them used thermal imaging to see where people were running, and their gun barrels followed to fire there.

Countless muzzle flashes lit up the sky over Yuen Long; in just a few minutes, at least several thousand rounds of ammunition had been consumed.

And this area had completely become a living hell, with severed limbs and wreckage, flesh and blood flying everywhere.

……

"Attention all Police Constables! A large-scale gunfight has occurred near the Yuanyuan Guanyin Tianhou Miao in Yuen Long; please proceed immediately to investigate the situation!"

"Repeating... please, nearby Police Constables, proceed immediately to investigate; watch your safety!"

"OVER!"

After the police dispatch center received the alert, they immediately issued orders to the nearby Police Constables.

"Received!"

"Everyone, get in the cars immediately!"

Huang Zhicheng of the West Kowloon Anti-Triad Unit immediately dropped his cigarette, shouted to the outside, mounted the siren on the roof of the car, and turned it on.

"What's the situation?"

Lu Qichang jumped into the passenger seat and grabbed the handle tightly.

"A large-scale gunfight at the Guanyin Tin Hau Temple!"

Huang Zhicheng explained concisely, floored the gas pedal, and drove toward Yuen Long.

But when they arrived nearby and heard the dense gunfire and saw half the sky glowing red, they were stunned.

"F*** your mother! You call this a gunfight? Isn't this a war?"

A Uniformed Police officer's face turned pale, and he felt as if he couldn't even stand steady.

"Fuck his old mother!"

Huang Zhicheng was also stunned silly when he saw this scene.

"What is that?"

Lu Qichang's eyes were about to pop out, because everything happening before his eyes was unbelievable to him.

Because hovering in mid-air was actually an armed helicopter; not to mention the best-equipped Flying Tigers, even the Garrison didn't have this thing!

And the service pistols of these Police Constables were all Point 38s!

What could they use to fight against the force before them?

The gunfire that had occurred near the Yuanyuan Guanyin Tianhou Miao had stopped, leaving behind only a battlefield that looked like a living hell.

The wreckage of several cars and fishing boats was burning with raging flames, and the ground was covered in severed limbs and arms.

Huang Zhicheng was very familiar with some of these people; the Tony three brothers... A Zha's head had been half-scraped away, he was clutching A Hu's corpse in his arms, and not far away, Tony's head lay with eyes wide open in death.

The son of the Myanmar North drug lord Ba Mian Fo—Wei Shali, and the several crates of Laundry Powder on the ground, all told the story of what had happened here.

Everyone had died without a complete corpse!

In the air, besides the smell of gunpowder, there was also a stench of blood.

Because the Flying Tigers' support from Hong Kong Island had not yet arrived, Huang Zhicheng could only watch helplessly as the Cobra armed helicopter flew past the low altitude in a threatening manner.

Among the Police Constables, there were military enthusiasts who clearly recognized the model of this armed helicopter,

standard high-tech United States military equipment, costing 31 million USD each.

Why would this thing appear in Hong Kong?

Let alone the North, even the Hong Kong Garrison didn't have one, and since the birth of the Cobra armed helicopter, there had been no record of it being sold abroad, and its performance far exceeded the Mountain Cat helicopters in the British military.

After watching the helicopter leave, Huang Zhicheng and the others couldn't even form the thought of resisting it.

Even because the ones killed were a group of drug lords, they all wanted to shout: Well done, ridding the people of a scourge!

The police support arrived very quickly, and more and more police cars appeared at the scene; the Political Department's He Guorong, the Flying Tigers, and representatives of the British Garrison in Hong Kong arrived at the scene.

A cordon was set up at the scene, and all the Reporters were driven away to a distance of one kilometer; the Reporters, who usually traveled unimpeded in Hong Kong, were even warned and ordered not to take photos.

After all, this matter was truly too big, so big that before the results were determined, they dared not spread the news at will; after all, if this scene was not handled properly, it would be a major diplomatic incident.

Director of Political Department He Guorong led the team personally, and after searching the scene, found countless heavy machine gun casings, as well as rocket pod launchers and the casings left behind.

After Bai Shibin carefully inspected them, he said to He Guorong with a grave expression: "Big Sir, it is indeed a Cobra armed helicopter; it seems this matter needs to be notified to the relevant United States institutions stationed in Hong Kong."

"Take the relevant evidence and go find them immediately! Also, notify the Marine Police and Customs immediately to strictly guard the relevant areas."

"In addition, call Governor Mai Lihao immediately and ask him to call Guangdong Province to request assistance in the investigation!"

Upon hearing this, He Guorong felt his head spinning.

Flying Tigers Captain Huang Dashi carefully questioned the Police Constables present, then took out his walkie-talkie and looked at the map:

"Attention all teams!"

"The helicopter's escape direction is to the Northeast."

Just at this moment, the police dispatch center sent another message:

"Attention all Police Constables! A large-scale gunfight has occurred near Baisha Bay in Sai Kung; the thugs used Automatic rifles and other firearms, number unknown!"

"Repeating... please pay attention to safety!"

"OVER!"

"Attention all Police Constables! A gathering of a thousand people has occurred on Nathan Road in Tsim Sha Tsui! One side is suspected to be the Tsim Sha Tsui Branch Zha FIT Ren Jing Kun, and the other is the former Tsim Sha Tsui Branch Zha FIT Ren Taizi!"

"A gathering of a thousand people has occurred on Hongzhao Road in Kwun Tong!"

With several consecutive police alerts, Huang Zhicheng felt his scalp go numb for a moment!

The Tony three brothers, Wei Shali, Taizi, Chen Dayu, and the Hung Hing—was there any inevitable connection between them?

Or perhaps... was the Cobra armed helicopter a force of the Hung Hing?

Could it be that Dalao Jun had already obtained the support of the United States military?

As the highest-ranking officer on the scene, He Guorong hurriedly issued orders: "Huang Zhicheng, Lu Qichang, you two head to Tsim Sha Tsui immediately."

"YES, SIR!"

The members of the Anti-Triad Unit present stomped their feet, saluted, and then got into their cars to head to Tsim Sha Tsui and Kwun Tong.

Half an hour ago, Baisha Bay, Sai Kung.

Baisha Bay is an inner harbor in Hong Kong, located in the middle of the Sai Kung Peninsula in the New Territories; it is surrounded by land on three sides, and only the Sanxing Bay area in the southeast of the inner harbor connects to the Port Shelter.

At this time, Jiang Tianyang was sitting at a tea table with Che Baoshan, Shenxian Ke, and others, drinking tea and chatting with Ba Mian Fo.

Ba Mian Fo took a sip of Pu'er tea and said: "How did you solve the problem for A Zha and the others later?"

"Fake marriage, of course; although the law is merciless, the Governor shouldn't make families fall apart."

Jiang Tianyang said while smoking a Cigar.

"Tsk, your Big Brother was really a fool back then; if you brothers had joined forces, the Sun Yee On, 14K, and Wo Shing Wo would not have been your match."

Ba Mian Fo put down his teacup and sighed.

"I was too naive back then," Jiang Tianyang said with deep emotion.

While both sides were chatting, they would occasionally raise their hands to check the time.

Wei Shali and the Tony three brothers had not yet called, and the cargo exchange between the two sides had not been completed; it was impossible for Jiang Tianyang to rashly hand over the cash to Ba Mian Fo.

Waiting impatiently, Ba Mian Fo took out his mobile phone and dialed Wei Shali's number, but after the beeping sounds, there was only a busy signal.

"What the hell is going on? Give A Zha a call." Ba Mian Fo felt vaguely uneasy.

Jiang Tianyang looked toward Shenxian Ke, and Shenxian Ke pulled out a mobile phone.

"Ring-a-ling!"

At this moment, a rapid telephone ring sounded.

Shenxian Ke put down the phone, Ba Mian Fo put down his teacup, and everyone looked at Jiang Tianyang; it was Jiang Tianyang's mobile phone.

Answering the phone, Jiang Tianyang heard Taizi's cry for help: "Brother Tianyang, the people from Hong Hing have attacked!"

"What?" Jiang Tianyang stood up immediately.

And it was at this very moment that a murderous intent suddenly appeared!

"Kill!"

"Rat-tat-tat-tat!"

A burst of shouting and killing sounds suddenly erupted from all directions, followed by a series of gunshots like exploding firecrackers.

Under the pitch-black night sky.

The Hell Knight brothers, wearing full U. S. military individual combat gear, ran crazily toward Baisha Bay.

They wore Kevlar ballistic helmets, black bulletproof vests, knee pads and elbow pads on their joints, and combat boots on their feet.

They raised their M16A1s and fired wildly.

Even without carrying thermal imaging night-vision goggles, they possessed formidable night-vision capabilities.

"Damn it! We've been ambushed!"

It was here, it was here; that familiar feeling had returned. Ba Mian Fo, who had suffered a great loss when trading with Wang Bao before, knew that the group that had attacked them previously had come to kill!

In just one encounter, Jiang Tianyang and Che Baoshan lost many of their elite men.

"Brother Tianyang! Run!"

His loyal brother—Shenxian Ke, along with Jiang Tianyang's own nephew Che Baoshan, shielded Jiang Tianyang without hesitation.

"Don't move!"

"Give up resistance!"

At this time, the enemy had already reached them.

In the darkness, Ba Mian Fo, Jiang Tianyang, and the others saw countless pairs of scarlet eyes.

Each of them held an M16A1 Bujiang, wore standard U. S. military individual gear, and was filled with monstrous killing intent. Are... are these regular troops?

"The three Tony brothers and Wei Shali are already dead without a whole corpse. Now, my Big Brother has sent me to see you off."

Just then, a strong man walked out from the darkness; this person was Lao E, who had rushed back from Macau!

Scenes flashed back in his mind. Ba Mian Fo had now identified the other party, and he raised his iron hand: "You did this!"

Although there were rumors in Hong Kong that it was Dalao Jun who finished off Wang Bao back then, Ba Mian Fo had actually always harbored doubts about this.

"Not too stupid yet."

"There is a path to Heaven you do not take, and there is no gate to Hell yet you break in."

"I thought that by letting you go last time, you had learned your lesson."

"Go down and keep your son company selling salted duck eggs!"

Lao E said sinisterly, and after speaking, he waved his large hand.

Several Hell Knight brothers held their guns forward, aiming their muzzles at Ba Mian Fo's subordinates. Ba Mian Fo hurriedly knelt and begged for mercy: "You cannot do this! Behind me is General Kunsha; he will not let you off!"

"Tat, tat, tat!"

Responding to him were several gunshots, and after the gunshots, there were a few more dead souls in this world.

"I have already made peace with Chen Jiajun." Jiang Tianyang felt fear in his heart.

"Are you an idiot? A covenant is meant to be torn up!"

Lao E looked at Jiang Tianyang with disdain, his eyes filled with contempt.

Facing the heavy encirclement of the gunmen and looking at the corpses of Ba Mian Fo's men on the ground, Jiang Tianyang knew that Chen Jiajun had been biding his time just to wipe them all out. He hurriedly said: "Spare my life, this money is yours!"

As he spoke, he opened the trunk of the Mercedes-Benz: "As long as you let me leave, all this money is yours. Not only that, after I return to Siam, I will give you another sum!"

"You idiot, if we kill you, this money is ours anyway!"

Lao E did not want to waste any breath on Jiang Tianyang and directly raised his hand.

The next moment, everyone pulled the Trigger.

The sound of gunfire resounded through Baisha Bay.

Che Baoshan had already fallen in a pool of blood, and Shenxian Ke fell before Jiang Tianyang's eyes.

Jiang Tianyang was hit by several bullets and fell to his knees!

He died with his eyes wide open!

In terms of schemes, he was half a move ahead of Heaven.

With just a few words and a ploy of selling fake Laundry Powder, he stirred the entire underground world of Hong Kong into chaos; the Yuenanzai submitted, and Taizi pledged his heart!

Before coming to Hong Kong, he only brought a group of loyal subordinates like Shenxian Ke and Che Baoshan, and in less than half a month, he leaped to become the largest underground force in Hong Kong after Hong Hing, Sun Yee On, 14K, Wo Shing Wo, and Tung Sing.

It is just that, like flowers falling from a thousand trees, only the fragrance remains on the path; everything dazzling seemed so fleeting.

The road is long, the sky is vast, and the grace is gone.

Like a swan in the west wind, one sweep crosses the blue clouds.

Laughing at the lonely shadow of the wagtail, on the wilderness in the sunset, the sandy evening cannot withstand the cold.

In the deep night, a single thought, the bright moon fills the riverbank.

(End of this chapter)