Starting from floating in Hong Kong

Chapter 385
Late at night, inside the HSBC vault.

As the last box of US dollar bills was counted and loaded on the truck, the CEO of HSBC signed his name on the cargo list.

Seeing that the box was sealed, the compartment was closed and locked, and the vigilant armed guards began to board the car in an orderly manner.

The escort convoy started to move slowly, and the faint tail smoke instantly permeated the closed underground space, filling everywhere.

CEO Mai Rongen showed disgust on his face, and took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose.

Davis, who was standing next to him, immediately suggested, "Sir, let's go back, the air here is not conducive to breathing."

"It's okay." Mai Rongen rejected the proposal, "I'll leave after the convoy leaves."

Davis shrugged. If the boss didn't leave, he could only stand where he was.

At the same time, there were several high-level executives of HSBC who accompanied Mai Rongen to suck the exhaust gas. Everyone looked at the convoy with nervous expressions.

After all, as an experienced HSBC bank, it feels a bit like a panic now.

They themselves can't count how many times they have been robbed, and every loss is a hemorrhage.

So every time the deposit car delivers cash, it will make them nervous once.

Especially for this transportation, not to mention the huge amount of cash, and the money was dismantled by the headquarters, and it will be repaid immediately.

If there is another accident, it is difficult to say whether HSBC can raise this huge sum of money again, and it will be a fatal blow in terms of security image.

I really can't afford to lose it.

Mai Rongen personally escorted him because of this sense of insecurity.

"Don't worry, boss." Davis said next to him, "This time we hired a professional security company from mainland China to take charge of the escort, and no locals from Hong Kong Island participated in the whole process. The security guards in charge of the escort were all Gurkhas. Security, their quality is still very trustworthy.”

Mai Rongen nodded. For the safety of this escort, HSBC took a lot of security measures internally, and at the same time issued a strict confidentiality ban.

Only he knew the entire security plan, and the others were only responsible for a part of it. He also randomly selected the escort route from several plans.

In order to be silent, HSBC did not even notify the Hong Kong Island Police Department.

All this is done in secret.

The matter of escorting cash transfer itself strictly limited the number of people who knew about it. The security plan was appointed by a local security company in the country, and the personnel were all recruited from the local area.

Mai Rongen took great pains to make a careful plan in order to prevent possible risks due to leaks.

This time, it should be safe.

Mai Rongen went through it quickly in his mind, thinking about what he missed.

"I hope everything goes well this time." Mai Rongen made a sign of the cross on his chest, "God bless."

"Amen!" Davis also crossed himself and prayed with the boss, "Don't worry boss, there will be absolutely no problems this time."

"You did a good job." Mai Rongen looked at Davis with a smile, "This time the secrecy measures are well done."

Davis is a little proud. The biggest difficulty in escorting lies in keeping it secret. As long as it is kept secret, it is basically more than half of the success.

"Is that Xu Jiabao still in the bank?" Mai Rongen asked suddenly.

"He's still there." Davis said quickly, "He's been commuting to and from get off work on time recently, and he hasn't submitted his resignation letter yet."

"After this matter is over, get rid of him." McRonn turned to look at Davis, and said with a cold face, "Be clean."

"Understood." Davis nodded.

This kind of fixed-point cleanup to cover up scandals is relatively common within large European and American groups. Davis has done similar disposals three or four times, and he is already very proficient.

After Mai Rongen gave his orders, he turned his head and got into the car. He wanted to accompany the escort convoy and watch the money get on the plane with his own eyes.

……

In front of the checkpoint at Shigang Airport, a military Hummer stopped slowly.

Two soldiers came up holding flashlights, "Hi, this is an important military site."

When the light shone on the officer's rank in the cab, the two soldiers quickly saluted, "I'm sorry, Lieutenant Colonel, please show your ID."

With a straight face, Rick slowly took out a military officer's card from his pocket and handed it over, and said in a standard Oxford accent, "I'm here for a security inspection, to ensure the smooth progress of tonight's flight mission."

"Hello, sir." The soldier handed back the ID respectfully, "Do you have anything else to do?"

"Is General Harveys there?"

"He's gone to the weekend dance."

"Who is the officer on duty?"

"It's Major Brown."

"Where's his office?" Rick asked. "I'm going to see him directly."

The soldier immediately pointed Rick to the officer's office and raised the bar.

In this way, the Humvee entered the barracks smoothly, and swaggered towards the airport runway.

Sitting in the car, Qin Yi felt a little unbelievable, "We got in so easily?"

After all, this is also a military camp. Why is the security so lax?

"It's always been like this here, and it's the weekend, how well can you expect them to do?" Rick laughed, "Come on man, this military base will be dismantled soon, and the soldiers will be evacuated soon, no People care."

When Rick served in the Mi Army, he had a lot of dealings with the Ying Army, held joint exercises with them, lived in the Ying country base for a long time, and knew the internal details of the Ying Army well.

That's why they can easily disguise themselves as Yingjun, and don't have to worry about showing their feet because of negligence in certain details.

Coupled with the lax military discipline and the state of lying up and down, it reduces the difficulty of sneaking in.

Rick turned his head to look at another passenger—Xu Jiabao, "Actually, what I'm more curious about is that the transfer of money is a very confidential matter. It's not that high-level people won't have access to these secrets. How did you, a middle-level employee, know?" ?”

"I heard it from Davis, the deputy of CEO McRoen." Xu Jiabao was a little nervous, but he replied honestly, "He drank too much in the bar and bragged to others that he was carrying out a secret Task."

"And then?" Qin Yi laughed at the right time.

"Then, he talked a lot." Xu Jiabao showed a strange expression, "There were a lot of people in the bar at that time, and there were seven or eight people who drank with him that day, but they all drank too much, and I was relatively sober."

"Conspiracy loudly in the bar." Qin Yi nodded, "This is very consistent with the convention of confidentiality."

The corner of Rick's mouth twitched. It's not that he doubted the source of the information, because he had come into contact with even more outrageous sources of information.

For example, auditors loudly discuss commercial secrets in elevators, mercenaries loudly celebrate their imminent coup in bars, and so on.

This is an international practice.

Soon they saw the huge transport plane on the runway of the airport, a C130 Hercules, a four-engine tactical transport plane.

Rick made a gesture, and several of his SEALs quickly got out of the car and sneaked into the open cabin.

On the other hand, Rick himself took Mike and swaggered towards the duty officer's office, chatting and laughing with Major Brown, and soon the two of them opened a bottle of whiskey and drank heavily.

Half an hour later, a convoy slowly arrived on the runway.

Before the convoy stopped, the dark-faced Gurkha armed security guards jumped down and rushed towards the transport plane ferociously, startling the ground crew engineers who were overhauling.

The pilot poked his head out of the hatch and cursed loudly.

But those armed security guards don't care, they only listen to the boss.

Soon the airport runway became a little chaotic. The soldiers in charge of security at the base stood lazily watching from a distance, and the ground maintenance personnel and the driver who were overhauling were complaining.

The exceptional arrogance of the armed security has caused a lot of trouble for the maintenance staff, and the people responsible for moving the banknotes are all inside HSBC.

Even the crew members are not from the Shigang military camp, they are from the mainland, and they are responsible for this escort.

These people don't know each other, they don't belong to each other in terms of power and responsibility, and they are not familiar with each other, so when they mix together, they will inevitably have all kinds of troubles.

The language conflicts are only minor problems, and some of the grumpy ones have begun to escalate to fists.

For example, the staff carrying banknotes had scuffled with armed security guards at this time.

In this chaos, disguised SEALs even had to stop armed security guards and ground crews from fighting, and they were more conscientious than soldiers at the base in maintaining order.

The soldiers on duty felt that these people were not theirs, and they were eager to see their jokes, and they were even more like watching a monkey show with the SEALs who kept trying to persuade them to fight.

When Rick and the drunk Major Brown came over, he didn't feel a little dizzy looking at the scene in front of him.

"Fuck, what the hell are you doing?" Rick felt a little unbelievable.

In order to quickly end this farce, Rick had to bite the bullet and walk up to McRonn, protesting loudly to him, "Sir, if you don't restrain your people, we will not be polite, my soldier Force will have to be used to bring them to their senses."

McConnell thanked the conscientious base officer and praised his men for their proactive efforts to mediate conflicts, before saying that he would definitely criticize his men severely.

After the boss's speech, the confusion finally subsided.

The SEALs watched excitedly as boxes full of banknotes were transported to the plane. When the last box was sent into the cabin, they couldn't wait to start chasing people.

"Go down, immediately, get out!"

Mike kicked the handling staff off the plane and shouted, "Close the hatch!"

The pilot immediately pressed the button, and the hatch began to slowly close.

Rick saluted McIron with a smug smile, "Goodbye, gentlemen!"

Then he turned around and climbed into the cabin door from the gangway, and closed it tightly.

The pilot turned his head to look at the few people standing in the cabin, and immediately shouted angrily, "Watefak, why are you still here, get off quickly! The plane is about to take off."

Rick took out the M1911 pistol from his pocket, pulled the slide to load it, and showed a ferocious smile, "We are passengers on this flight."

The pilot was stunned, what is this for?
I haven't heard that there are armed security guards accompanying this mission, and the higher-ups didn't tell us?
"Sorry, this is hijacking!" Qin Yi added.

The impatient SEALs who had been waiting for a long time rushed forward and dragged the other three crew members out of the cockpit.

Two teammates got into the cockpit and sat next to the pilot and the co-pilot, holding guns against the heads of the two pilots, "We have taken over this plane. According to our words, we guarantee that you are all right."

The pilot looked at each other in blank dismay and looked at the cold muzzle of the gun, and could only obey obediently.

The transport plane quickly took off on the runway. Mai Rongen on the ground finally breathed a sigh of relief, waved towards the slowly climbing plane, turned around and said, "I can finally sleep well now."

"Yes." Davis also breathed a sigh of relief.

……

After the plane finished climbing, the SEALs unfastened their seat belts, stood up one after another, and jumped excitedly at the boxes in the cargo hold.

When the airtight lock was broken and the box opened to reveal neatly arranged banknotes, everyone immediately cheered.

These SEALs began to hug each other, high-five each other, and kept swearing and expressing their excitement.

Rick took out a bunch of banknotes from inside, put it under his nose and took a deep breath, showing a look of intoxication, "I love the smell of these banknotes."

"Haha!", the others rushed up and followed suit, and some kept stuffing money into their pockets.

Rick didn't stop, watching them vent their joy with a smile.

But at this time, it was time to clean up his hands. He turned his head and saw Xu Jiabao shivering in the corner, and Qin Yi sitting on the seat without saying a word.

Rick winked at his subordinates, and he took out a delicate wine jug from his arms and threw it to Qin Yi.

"Qin, it's time to have a drink to celebrate."

Qin Yi took it casually, and nodded with a smile, "What are your plans next?"

"Well, find a place to land first, and then we will hide for a while, and then return to the United States with a different identity." Rick said his plan casually, "Mike, what are you going to do?"

"Me? Of course I'm going to Miami for vacation!" Mike sat on Qin Yi's right hand while talking.

Another SEAL team member also came over and sat on Qin Yi's left.

Qin Yi looked at the strong men on the left and the right, smiled, and turned to look at Mike, "Mike, do you know?"

"Ok?"

"Before you didn't apologize to me, I was very upset." Qin Yi's smile gradually turned cold, "I was thinking how to kill you."

Rick waved his hand, "Kill him!"

The two seals rushed forward and locked Qin Yi tightly with their arms. Mike spat and said with a grin: "Go to hell and find me."

After finishing speaking, two big hands grabbed Qin Yi's head and twisted it hard.

And then... no twisting.

Mike was a little confused, and continued to twist it hard...

Qin Yi remained motionless, looking at Mike quietly with a smile on his face.

"Try harder, you haven't eaten yet." Qin Yi said in an encouraging tone, "Will you kill people? White-skinned pig?"

Mike's face turned red, his hands were bulging with bruises, and he did not twist Qin Yi's neck with all his strength.

The others were also stunned. They found that they were gradually losing control of Qin Yi, who was standing up little by little.

Now they didn't dare to let go, and pressed Qin Yi's body hard.

"Fake!"

Rick pulled out his pistol, stepped forward quickly and pressed Qin Yi's head.

Qin Yi looked at him coldly, "Rick, you dare to hack my money?!"

Rick snorted coldly, "Go to hell."

Before he could pull the trigger, his eyes went dark, and a SEAL flew up and hit him, knocking him to the floor.

Qin Yi let out a long laugh, stood up directly, and brought together the strong men who were hanging on his body.

With a flick of the arms, one of the SEALs flew out, hitting Rick.

He swung his fist and smashed the head of the other person who was hugging his legs. After a crisp sound, the other person's head burst open, and brains and blood splattered everywhere.

Everyone who witnessed this scene was dumbfounded, what kind of monster is this?

Qin Yi turned his head to look at Mike who was still grabbing his neck, showing a ferocious smile.

"Garrah!"

Mike's arms were folded at ninety degrees in reverse, and he fell to the ground screaming.

Qin Yi stretched his muscles and grinned grinningly at the stunned SEALs, "Gentlemen, welcome to take the flight from hell."

"You made a mistake at the beginning. It's not that you want to kill me, but I want to kill you."

Rick was terrified, watching Qin Yi approach step by step, and retreated desperately.

Beside Qin Yi lay corpses with twisted limbs in disorder, and the blood flowed into rivers in the cabin, like hell.

(End of this chapter)