1990Rage Flag Soldier

Chapter 114 Wherever you look, there are enemies
The day.

The Bamboo Union Gang began to mobilize manpower, distribute weapons, and keep an eye on the Taipei Hotel. Many people on the road were also looking for the Hong Kong boy who had just landed.

A piece of information about a Hong Kong Island killer has been opened to NT$2 million.

"Cheer up!"

"Be careful of Hong Kong guys looking for trouble. I'll shoot you in the head first."

Inside the villa.

The backbone of the gang, "Brother Meng," is thin and short. He has a gun on his waist and smokes while patrolling the yard for security.

"I know, Brother Meng."

"Do not worry."

The gunmen agreed one after another. It seems that Brother Meng is quite famous among the gang.

In the garden, more than twenty gunmen wearing shirts and armed with weapons were patrolling the walled courtyard in groups of three.

There were two black cars parked on the roadside outside the door, and both of them were gunmen.

On the rooftop of the building, five horse boys were playing cards on a small table. Next to them were two light machine guns, clearly displayed for the citizens to see.

Chen Qili was sorting cash in the living room. Millions of Taiwan dollars were placed on the marble table. Each one was labeled and planned to be given to the police station and court.
On a table next to him were body armor, an AK47, a dozen Uzi submachine guns, grenades, and bullets.

He had been wandering around the world for many years, so how could he not know that when a fierce dragon crosses the river, it will cause trouble? After summoning the black brothers to issue a pursuit order, he arranged more than fifty bodyguards in the villa, equipped with short guns, fast guns, and grenades.

The room also has a safe house, an arsenal, and multiple firepower points. Even if the Taipei Police Department sends hundreds of people to surround the villa, he can easily escape.

This is the local heritage of Taiwan’s generation of godfathers, which cannot be easily matched by outsiders.

"The money here goes to Director Wang of the police station, and this money goes to Director Ke of the court. Remember to arrange a villa on Kinmen Island with them." Chen Qili bit her cigarette butt, puffed out smoke, and said like an old fisherman: "Student My sister is their favorite chick, and there is also a mother-daughter pair, the daughter of a Kaohsiung governor, whom they may have hugged when they were little."

"Hehe, I got it, handle." The man lifted the cash box with a wicked smile on his face: "I hugged it when I was a child, and I want to hug it when I grow up. What a romantic story."

"Humph."

Chen Qili had a sneer on her face and thought to herself: "This time there will be at least a dozen people in Hong Kong. If there were a lot of people, the brothers would have discovered it long ago and there would be no way to hide it."

"Why should you fight me with that little strength? I'll let him know what a local snake is. Even if you, Zhang Ziwen, are a dragon, you have to be coiled by me even when you cross the river!"

The battle that was brought out this time was indeed a bit bigger, and the conflict was not bad with the two major gangs in Taiwan. If you didn't know, you would think that Yabazi was wanted by the authorities again.

But since the godfather of martial arts who has been silent for many years wants to take action, he must strike hard and kill his opponent with one punch.

Let Jianghu see that his edge is still sharp.

The issue of face is a matter of life and death.

At this time, Zhao Jianjun was wearing a white jacket and holding a telescope in his hand. He was observing Yabazi's villa. When he saw the layout revealed in the garden, he immediately made an estimate in his mind and said.

"According to the standards that internal security is at least the same as outsourcing, there are at least 60 people in the target building, there are sufficient firearms and ammunition, and the indoor environment is relatively complex, which is not suitable for executing a beheading plan."

Sniper Hao Huan was wearing a ghillie suit, holding the 56 semi-automatic, lying down and adjusting the scope.

"Old A, how is the quality of the staff?"

"Captain" asked, the captain of the first team of the temporary liberation team sent to Taiwan.

I saw him with a big body and a round waist, carrying a mountaineering bag, and leading a group of brothers disguised as mountaineers.

“The quality is worrisome.”

Zhao Jianjun put down the telescope and sighed: "The most important firepower point, the machine gunner is actually playing poker, and the game is still blackjack."

"what?"

The captain was in disbelief: "Are they hosting a banquet or performing a mission?"

Zhao Jianjun curled his lips and said: "It's good to get used to it. If you have seen many Jianghu gunmen, you will know that if you don't attract fans when performing tasks, you are loyal to the boss." It was obvious that more than 60 elite gunmen were prepared, but in the eyes of Zhao Jianjun and others, It's like not being prepared.

As a newly joined veteran, the captain is in his thirties. He received awards for meritorious service in the Vietnam War and served as the commander of a grassroots company and platoon. He is one of the most respected veterans in the Field Service Department.

I originally planned to use the company commander as my operational nickname, but unfortunately, the company commander and platoon commander have already been selected.
"There are a lot of people. What's your plan, Old A?" the captain asked.

Zhao Jianjun thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "I can't think of it, I really can't think of it, why we need to formulate an action plan against them, two RPGs to open the way, one to the rooftop firepower point, one to the main gate of the villa, and then organize a forceful raid. Can."

"Shoot in quickly, it's simple and efficient." The captain nodded in approval.

First of all, the weapons and equipment they carry have sufficient firepower. Secondly, the terrain of the villa is simple. Rockets can destroy the enemy's fire network. The best strategy is to launch a charge and destroy the enemy's courage in one fell swoop.

On the contrary, the more complex the plan is, the more it will distract the only power at hand, and the more likely it will be self-defeating.

"Prepare for battle!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Jianjun led people down the hillside, returned to the car, put on body armor and bulletproof helmets, and inspected weapons.

The entrance of the villa.

Ma Zai, who was sitting in the driver's seat and smoking a cigarette, suddenly saw two vans driving towards the villa. Feeling a warning sign, he pulled out the gun from his waist and loaded it without hesitation.

There were two other gunmen leaning against the front of the car, chatting and laughing. When they noticed a car approaching quickly, they quickly lowered their heads and hid behind the landscape trees in the green belt.

"Dry!"

"handle."

"There's a gunman!!!"

Da da da.

Da da da.

Two vans were driving side by side, and the passenger side of the van leaned out of the passenger seat and fired wildly at the vehicle with a gun.

The man in the car didn't even raise his gun. The glass was immediately shattered into pieces, and blood was all over the car.

The sound of gunfire was heard in the villa, and the people immediately became confused and quickly raised their weapons.

Because no one expected that Hong Kong boys would dare to directly attack the Bamboo Union Gang's godfather's mansion in broad daylight.

Things are going so well, don’t Hong Kong people want to do business in Taiwan?
But in the eyes of Old A, the captain and others, when fighting in enemy-occupied areas, everyone they look at is an enemy. There is no need to worry about the impact. The Chinese have the right to kill everyone who holds a weapon!

kill!

"call out!"

A scream of smoke was heard, and the warhead exploded on the rooftop of the villa. A cloud of black smoke immediately exploded, and the people in the surrounding streets were shocked.

Inside the villa, Chen Qili, who was in shock, suddenly felt the earth shake. The plaster on the roof fell rustlingly, her expression was shocked and in disbelief, but she didn't know that the roof of the villa had been cut off.

"call out!"

Another scream sounded.

"handle!"

One of the horse boys' eyes widened and he pounced to push down the boss.

boom!
The fire exploded, shredding flesh.

What a bullshit godfather.

The background of the Bamboo Union Gang is not worth mentioning in front of RPG. How many bullets can a generation of godfathers have enough face to withstand?
Fuck him.

I can’t even hold one!
(End of this chapter)