The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"Is it up yet?"

"It's on, but this old, worn-out thing, will it even work?"

"Never mind if it can move, just pull it out first and let the technical department handle it!"

After being exposed to the elements for over a decade, compared to those that have obtained production licenses, this experimental armored vehicle can be described as a losing proposition.

It was practically rotting away, and now the factory wants to drag this thing out. I don't know what they're planning to do with it.

"Boom~!"

With its turret removed, the Type 54 roared to life, spewing thick black smoke from its exhaust pipes, making the air feel scorching.

The anti-aircraft vehicle inside had its handbrake released, and as the steel cable hanging from its rear tightened, it was slowly pulled out of the vehicle.

The four pairs of road wheels began to turn, driving the tracks, and for a moment, dust filled the air, as if they had been pulled out of a sandstorm.

They dragged it all the way to a shady spot. The technicians, carrying their toolboxes, looked at the contraption they had developed on a whim years ago. This thing had been lying here for so many years, and almost everyone had forgotten about it.

Entering each compartment, we conducted inspections, repairs, and maintenance – a one-stop service. Even the machine guns were filled with expired blank rounds with the warheads removed.

The twin-barreled 37mm anti-aircraft guns from twenty years ago, the anti-aircraft ammunition from twenty years ago, and the armored infantry fighting vehicles from twenty years ago, compared to the other vehicles parked at the firing range, look like a weathered old man. Ah, after retiring, he was rehired to continue contributing.

The technical team at Hongxing Factory is very strong. After so many years of honing their skills, they are no longer the same as before who struggled to even modify a truck chassis.

Jia Haijie's father, Jia Shanhe, had long since retired, but he had successfully built up a second and third batch of technical talent reserves. This kind of thing, like disassembling an engine, is very simple.

The factory's technical requirements weren't high; as long as it could be operated, intimidating, and the anti-aircraft gun was usable, that was fine.

The proposed indicator was rather strange, but the technical staff involved kept their mouths shut and didn't ask any questions. They just followed the instructions from the factory office.

It wasn't until evening, with the help of a hoist, that the engine and gearbox, after inspection and maintenance, were reinstalled. After a new battery was installed, the engine started smoothly and sped around the firing range.

"Knock knock knock, knock knock~!"

The scorching smoke from the 37mm anti-aircraft gun muzzle was then dispersed by a gentle breeze.

The nearly twenty-year-old machine seemed to have been revitalized, its tracks grinding against the ground as the driver, his head peeking out, meticulously operated the equipment.

The tracks grinding against the ground made a loud noise that was quite intimidating. Although the technology was outdated, it didn't mean it lacked combat capability. With the anti-aircraft guns laid flat, it was still quite effective at intimidating people.

Two days later.

A freight flatbed train entered the factory area.

The vans that Hongxing Factory had just received, along with trucks and repaired armored vehicles, were all sent up.

"At ease!"

"Attention!"

"Check everyone's body armor and personal weapons and equipment!"

Li Xuewu, with his scarred face, meticulously issued instructions. He was extremely proactive in participating in the police operation to crack down on organized crime.

Some of the security guards from the Security Department, acting as 'escorts,' also arrived at the freight station. This time, they were going on this official business trip.

Some of the personnel were still a little confused as they participated in this kind of operation for the first time. They thought the escort work was supposed to be different, and wondered why they were even wearing bulletproof vests.

Moreover, the meeting point was set up at a freight station, which clearly indicated that they were going to travel to another place on a train to carry out a mission.

"Comrades, on June 16, July 8, and July 15, public security organs across the country and in Beijing successively convened special meetings to severely crack down on criminal activities."

“Criminal organizations with illicit nature pose a greater threat to society than other criminal organizations. They are a major scourge on society, severely disrupting the market economy and seriously jeopardizing the stability of public security.”

"They disrupted the normal production of enterprises, disturbed the normal business operations of merchants, and engaged in gang fights with guns and weapons, seriously damaging public order."

"We have received orders from higher authorities that our Security Department of Hongxing Factory will be personally involved in a cross-regional criminal operation organized by the public security front and coordinated by multiple departments. Due to confidentiality requirements, we did not inform you beforehand, and there are no outsiders here now. I want to ask you, are you afraid?"

After Li Xuewu finished speaking, he took off his hat, smoothed his short hair, and stared at all the security guards in the freight station.

"What's there to be afraid of? Our security department is sworn enemies with criminals. We deal with trivial matters all day long, our bones are practically rusting!"

"Director Li, this looks like a big operation. Don't tell me we're just going to stand on the perimeter, keep watch, and do the cleanup work again. That kind of thing is really boring. Who do they think they are?" After checking the issued bulletproof vests and the guns that were taken out of the armory, everyone's interest was piqued by their director.

The setup looked impressive, and Director Li's promises were very grand, including multiple departments, cross-regional cooperation, and even the factory's infantry fighting vehicles. But when we arrived, we were treated like mere mortals.

Yes, they are regular police officers, but they are not temporary workers. If they go to other places to do menial tasks like cleaning up messes, then it's pointless.

"This case involves a wide range of people and requires coordination and support not only from us, but also from the newly established Armed Police Department. Otherwise, why do you think we would have brought this big guy along?"

"I want to remind you that this crackdown on crime is different from the past. No one should underestimate it, look at it with prejudice, or treat it as if it were just a routine security case like a fight on their own turf."

“These criminals are exceptionally ruthless. Many of them have a history of violence, unlike the timid lambs in Beijing who run away at the sight of someone in uniform. They are different. We cannot let our guard down. I don’t want to see you in the hospital or at a funeral.”

Most of the people present were young. If it weren't for this, things would have been fine, but Director Li's words really stirred up their fighting spirit. They were even more eager to see where these criminals came from and wanted to mess with them.

"Chief, we're not bringing these things to be firewood. If they bare their teeth at us, are we going to fire? I'd like to see if their heads are harder than their bullets!"

"I'll say it again, don't treat the criminals in this mission like ordinary people. Meng Zhihui is right, we're not carrying firewood. If we encounter arrest, we should dare to resist and make sure the criminals are incapacitated!"

"All arrest operations must be carried out swiftly and decisively, ensuring our own safety, to dismantle these criminal gangs, bring them to justice, and restore order to the local people!"

"Does everyone have confidence?!"

With the bottom line drawn by their own Director Li, the operation was undoubtedly a large-scale arrest operation. The young men became spirited; Beijing hadn't encountered such a tough opponent in a long time.

It's the bones that are hard that make them flavorful to gnaw on.

"Mission accomplished!"

"Get on the bus!"

Under the cover of night, more than fifty security guards from the Hongxing Factory entered the freight train carriages. As the iron doors closed, they sat down one by one to rest and recharge.

As the train slowly pulled out of the Hongxing Factory, the railway and highway ran parallel, heading towards an unknown area a hundred kilometers away.

the other side.

Inside the dilapidated factory, the workers, unaware of the impending heavy blow, were still clinking glasses and exchanging toasts.

Baskets of beer, liquor, and various foods were piled up on the tables or in the open spaces.

"Po~!"

The beer bottle cap, which had been flung off, landed on the ground in the corner. The beer, with white foam rising from the bottle opening, was chilled by well water. Taking a sip of it would instantly make one feel refreshed.

Bang Geng still felt out of place at these gang gatherings. Sitting on a beer bottle rack in the corner, he held a beer bottle in his right hand and took a sip from time to time.

Inside the factory, the others were clinking glasses, eating meat and drinking alcohol, or putting their arms around each other, their cheeks flushed from drinking, chatting and boasting.

Once he had successfully 'harvested' a considerable sum of money, Big Lock was willing to spend money to let his subordinates relax.

Of course, Banggeng doesn't know whether these things actually cost money.

Anyway, everyone was having a good time eating and drinking, except for him. His skills in sneaking in, picking locks, and ripping bags were ultimately useless.

When faced with buses or trains, all they did was carry knives and steel pipes. Once they rushed over and stopped the vehicle, all that was left was for them to keep an eye on the driver while the others grabbed the weapons. Then they would all rush back here.

There was no technical skill involved at all, and this feeling of not being valued was very unpleasant. He was still thinking about the bank, because the people coming in and out of the bank had far more money than the passengers.

"What's wrong? Are you still feeling a little uncomfortable?"

After having a few drinks with the managers, Big Lockhead noticed this young man who had only recently joined the gang and seemed rather depressed.

"No, Big Lockhead, Big Kui is really good to me and takes good care of me!"

Banggeng hurriedly stood up, nudged the bottle that Da Suotou was offering with his own, and said with a forced smile.

"Once you're here, you're family. There's no need to talk about taking care of others. Everyone has their down times!"

"I know you're skilled and technically proficient, but you need to familiarize yourself with the environment here first. If you don't even know your own brothers, how can you lead a team and work alone? What do you think the others will think?"

"The time isn't right yet. There will always be a time when you can come in handy. You can't lose your lock-picking skills; you never know when they might come in handy." (End of Chapter)