Hong Kong General: The Departed? No, I am the Hong Kong Island Tyrant

Chapter 203: Ghosts in the Dark Night, Fierce Fighting in the Factory! [ Updates, Please Subscribe]

Midday on the moon.

A grey Mazda quietly drove past Cornwallis Street in Sham Shui Po and finally arrived at the gate of an abandoned factory in a remote location northwest of Shek Kip Mei.

Then, three furtive foreigners got out of the car, looked around, and after confirming that no one was following them, they quietly disappeared into the small side door next to the factory gate.

But the three foreigners did not notice that shortly after they entered, two figures quietly emerged from a black Sea Lion parked under the shade of a tree not far away.

The passenger in the front passenger seat stuck his head out and looked around. After confirming the location, he quickly took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Hey?"

"Twelve Young Master, we found their hiding place!"

"where?"

"In the abandoned factory next to No. 17, Cornwall Street!"

"Keep your eyes on him, Brother Qing will be here soon!"

"Okay, Ah Hu and I will be keeping an eye on it!"

……

Less than ten minutes passed after the call was hung up.

On the road behind, a number of black Sea Lions were speeding towards us, pulling over one by one, shutting off their engines and turning off their lights.

Afterwards, figures in suits and ties, holding submachine guns and rifles, got off the cars one after another. There were about thirty people in total, all of them were neatly dressed and murderous. They walked under the cover of night like ghosts in the dark night, which was terrifying.

Wait until everyone comes closer.

Under the moonlight, the only three people seen in the lead were Di Qing, Long Wu and Fang Long.

"Brother Qing!"

Seeing Di Qing, the two younger brothers who were in charge of surveillance under the shade of the tree hurriedly went to meet him.

"What's the situation?" Di Qing asked in a deep voice.

One of the younger brothers immediately turned around and pointed to the abandoned factory not far away, whispering, "We've been keeping an eye on it, but no one has come out. Their cars are still at the factory gate, but we don't know how many people are inside!"

Hearing this, Di Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned back to take a deep look at the abandoned factory located in the woods by the roadside. Then he instructed his two younger brothers: "Thank you for your hard work. You go back first. I will take care of the rest."

"Yes, Brother Qing." The two younger brothers responded, then turned back to the car and quickly drove away from the scene.

Fang Long pulled out two pistols from his arms, walked forward with murderous intent, looked at the abandoned factory, and said, "Brother Qing, leave the rest to us, you just wait outside."

"Don't worry."

Di Qing waved his hand, looked at his watch, and said, "I don't know how many people they have. Just in case, wait a little longer. My people will be here soon."

"This..." Upon hearing this, Fang Long frowned, but didn't say much and nodded.

Then, he took two steps forward and waved his hand. A group of black-clad killers quickly followed him, quietly dispersed, and hid behind rocks and in the jungle.

Under the moonlight, these figures seem to blend into the night, and cannot be seen at all unless you get closer and look carefully.

What is professionalism?

This is called professionalism!

Di Qing nodded secretly.

chi chi chi...

Less than three minutes later, a number of vans drove up from a distance and stopped at the intersection. More than a dozen people got out of the vans, also armed with AKs and other heavy weapons.

The leader is none other than Dafei, the boss of the "profit" group!
"Brother Qing!"

Seeing Di Qing waiting on the roadside, Dafei immediately came over with his brothers.

Compared with Fang Long's team, the quality of Dafei and his group of younger brothers is much worse. After all, they are just a group of courageous thugs. In terms of combat effectiveness alone, I am afraid they cannot be compared with the group of younger brothers in Temple Street who have undergone long-term training.

But it's better than nothing. At least we have guns in our hands, and we just need to know how to shoot.

Di Qing glanced at them casually, then looked at Da Fei and said, "Take your men to the back of the factory and block their retreat."

"no problem!"

Da Fei nodded, waved his hand decisively, and led a group of his men into the woods, heading around to the back of the factory.

Di Qing looked at his watch. After about five minutes, he felt that Da Fei and the others should have gone around to the back of the factory. He quietly walked over to Fang Long and the others, and also took out a Glock 17 from his waist. With murderous intent in his eyes, he waved his hand and said, "Action!"

……

at the same time.

Inside the quiet and spacious factory, foreigners with European and American appearance gathered in groups of three or five under the lights, drinking and playing cards, while some even slept with guns in their arms.

The ground was a mess.

Beer bottles, cigarette butts, various lunch boxes, and meat bones were scattered all over the floor, attracting flies everywhere, but no one cleaned up.

They would never have thought that they would be discovered in such a remote place.

On the second floor of the factory, in a lighted room, there were seven or eight people sitting.

The leader, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, was a tall, thin, bespectacled, gentle-looking foreign man, about forty years old.

This man is the leader of this group of terrorists, Paul.

Next to him sat a long-haired woman wearing a black leather jacket, with a hot body and sunglasses.

Needless to say, this person is naturally the leader of the killer group who escaped from the siege of Interpol and the CIA, Mrs. M!

In fact, the last time she took over Situ Haonan's order, she knew something was wrong after several of her men who were sent to monitor Cheng Haiyao and Zheng lost contact.

Later, Interpol and the CIA jointly besieged her training base, further confirming her guess.

Although she had taken precautions in advance that time, she still suffered heavy losses, and years of preparation and hard work were destroyed.

The female killers who had been trained for six years and were about to graduate were completely wiped out, and even the mercenary corps under her was reduced to only a dozen people.

This made her hate Cheng Haiyao who betrayed her, and the culprit who caused all these consequences -

The assassination target is called Di Qing!

In her opinion, the reason why the assassination mission failed and Cheng Haiyao betrayed her was because of Di Qing.

So she took the risk of sneaking into Hong Kong Island and cooperating with this terrorist organization just for revenge.

Kill Cheng Haiyao who betrayed her and Di Qing who caused all her years of hard work to be destroyed!

But after sneaking into Hong Kong Island for more than a week, there has been no progress so far, which makes her more and more impatient.

At this time, three terrorists who had just arrived from the school were also in this room, reporting to their leader Paul the results of their investigation over the past few days.

"Boss, we have almost finished investigating this Adam Smith International School. There is nothing inside that can threaten us. This is the topographic map of the school that I drew these two days. After completing the mission, we can evacuate safely from the air-raid shelter under the school swimming pool..."

One of them said this, respectfully handing over a drawn topographic map.

Paul took the topographic map, glanced at it, and put it aside. A look of satisfaction appeared on his face, and he nodded and said, "Very good! You did a great job!"

Mrs. M couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Paul, now that you have found out everything, can we start taking action?"

"Don't worry, Madame M."

Paul smiled and said, "There is an old Chinese saying, 'You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.'"

"Our purpose of coming to Hong Kong Island this time is not just to carry out this terrorist activity. Our main goal is to use the teachers and students of this school as hostages to force the Hong Kong British government to release one of our organization's leaders."

Mrs. M frowned and said, "I don't care what your goal is. Anyway, the purpose of my cooperation with you is revenge..."

"OK! OK!"

Paul waved his hand and said, "Madame M, I understand very well that your training base was destroyed by Interpol and the CIA. You are very angry, but at this time, you must stay rational, otherwise, anger will destroy everything you have."

"I have already checked the person you asked me to find."

"That guy named 'Di Qing' is the CEO of a company called Qinglong Group in Hong Kong. I have already found out the location of his group. When we start, you can take your people to his group and take revenge as much as you want."

"As for Cheng Haiyao, she is now under the protection of the Hong Kong police, so we can't do anything to her. But after we successfully hold the teachers and students of Adam Smith International School hostage, I will ask them to hand over Cheng Haiyao as a gift to you."

Hearing this, Mrs. M's expression eased slightly and she nodded, "Okay, thank you Mr. Paul for that."

"Don't worry, I will also tie up some of the Hong Kong Island police force to buy you some time."

Paul smiled and nodded: "No problem!"

As he spoke, he looked at the three undercover agents from the school and said, "You three continue to go back to school and lurk, waiting for my order."

"Yes, Boss!"

The three of them nodded respectfully, then stood up and prepared to go out.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a sudden gunshot broke the silence in the factory.

The atmosphere quieted down a bit.

Afterwards, everyone's faces suddenly changed and they stood up.

"What's going on?!" Paul was shocked and angry.

"Boom boom boom..."

The next moment, intensive gunfire rang out again.

What followed were bursts of screams from outside.

"Fuck!"

Paul cursed and went out to check immediately.

Looking ahead, I saw a series of dark shadows appearing in front of the factory, all holding various heavy firepower, and exchanging fire with the terrorists in the factory.

“Who are these people?!” Mrs. M’s expression also changed slightly.

Paul looked grim, and turned to look at the three school undercovers: "It must be you three losers who attracted them. You didn't even know you were being followed, you three idiots!"

"Sorry, Boss..."

The three of them turned pale and trembled, not daring to say anything.

"Fuck!"

Paul cursed again and waved his hand, "No matter where they come from, kill them all. We can't let them affect our plan!"

"Yes!"

Everyone shouted, then took out their weapons and started to go down to provide support.

Mrs. M also rushed down with her team of mercenaries, weapons drawn.

"Da da da da..." A fierce gun battle broke out suddenly.

……

At the factory gate, Di Qing and Long Wu each held a pistol, hid behind a concrete block, aimed at the terrorists inside, and started firing.

The two men had calm expressions and eyes like hawks. If they didn't shoot, it would be fine. But once they shot, a terrorist would fall to the ground.

The superb marksmanship finally had room to display at this moment!

Di Qing turned his head and glanced at Long Wu, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said, "Fifth Brother, do you want to compete to see who has killed more people?"

Long Wu raised his eyebrows and nodded, "No, I'm not afraid of being cold!"

Boom boom boom…

Gunshots rang out throughout the factory.

In front of the two men, Fang Long and his team of killers were suppressing them with heavy firepower and advancing steadily.

Although they are killers, they hang out in South America and occasionally participate in group battles like this.

In terms of combat quality, they are on par with real top mercenaries.

In a moment, everyone had rushed into the factory, and more than a dozen terrorist bodies had fallen at the scene.

Paul and Mrs. M brought people over, and when they saw this scene, their faces suddenly became extremely ugly.

"Fuck!"

"These people are definitely not from the Hong Kong Island Police Force. Who are they?!"

Paul gritted his teeth and shouted at the other side: "Stop! Who are you?!"

Fang Long sneered, said nothing, took out a high-explosive grenade from his arms, bit off the pull ring and threw it out.

Bang!
There was a loud bang.

Accompanied by a few screams, several more terrorists were killed in the explosion.

"Fuck!" Paul and Mrs. M dodged in time and were not injured, but they were also blown up. Their eyes turned red and they cursed angrily: "What are you still standing there for? Blow them to death!"

Upon hearing this, a group of terrorists did not hesitate any more and took out grenades and threw them towards the opposite side.

Boom boom boom...

Balls of flames rose.

The loud noise enveloped the entire factory.

Fang Long and the others' faces changed slightly when they saw this, and they immediately began to look for cover to hide.

But in a round of bombing from the opposite side, several people were still killed.

"Counterattack!" Seeing his brothers being killed, Fang Long's eyes turned red. With an order, a group of killers took out the high-explosive grenades they brought and threw them out, starting a bombing campaign with the opposite side.

bang bang bang...

In an instant, the entire factory seemed to have turned into a battlefield, with loud noises and balls of fire rising one after another.

Seeing this, Di Qing and Long Wu quickly hid behind and dared not move forward.

No matter how accurate their shooting skills are, they will be useless at this time.

Even with Di Qing's current physical body as a master of Hua Jin, he couldn't say that he could withstand the grenade, so he had to hide when he needed to.

"These crazy people are really not that easy to deal with!"

Di Qing cursed inwardly.

Fortunately, Fang Long and others arrived in time tonight, and they brought heavy firepower.

Otherwise, with the firepower he has, even if he can eliminate this group of terrorists tonight, there will definitely be heavy casualties.

These guys are more terrifying than bandits!
"Da da da da..."

After a brief bombing, gunfire rang out again.

At this time, both sides suffered casualties.

Fang Long and others also fought hard, holding submachine guns and rifles, and launched fierce shooting at the opposite side.

At this time, the competition is about who has stronger firepower.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Di Qing and Long Wu moved forward again, and under the dim light, they shot and killed the enemies one by one, and soon they were unable to raise their heads.

Seeing that the battle between the two sides was becoming increasingly intense, Di Qing winked at Long Wu, and the two of them each picked up an AK from the ground, quietly circled around from the outermost side, and went deep into the factory.

There was no gunfire here, and Di Qing soon saw the number of terrorists.

Although more than ten people had died, the other side still had about thirty people at this time, and their firepower was very fierce.

But if you look closely, you can still see that this group of people should not be in the same group.

Those who are in plain clothes and are in larger numbers should be terrorists.

The other group of people wearing military camouflage combat uniforms are most likely Mrs. M's mercenary team...

Mrs. M is here indeed!
There was murderous intent in Di Qing's eyes. He raised his AK and started firing.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Gunshots rang out in succession, and three mercenaries in camouflage uniforms fell to the ground without wasting a single bullet.

"Fuck!"

"There are enemies over there too!"

The terrorists and mercenaries reacted immediately, looking for cover to avoid the bullets and began to fight back.

But as soon as the gun sounded, Di Qing and Long Wu retracted their heads at the same time.

Taking this opportunity, Fang Long continued to lead his men to press forward from the front, forcing the opponent to turn around to defend and fight back.

At this time, Di Qing and Long Wu had changed their positions and continued to raise their guns and shoot.

Boom boom...

As the gunshots rang out, terrorists and mercenaries fell to the ground again.

Under attack from both sides, this group of terrorists and mercenaries began to panic and started to retreat and defend.

Di Qing and Long Wu kept changing positions, and with their extraordinary spear skills, the two of them almost created a suppressive situation, beating the opponent so hard that he couldn't even raise his head.

Soon, there were only a dozen terrorists and mercenaries left on the scene.

At this time, Paul and Mrs. M also began to panic.

This group of guys of unknown origin not only have powerful firepower, but their combat effectiveness is almost as good as that of regular mercenaries.

If they continue to fight, even if they can win, they will probably all be buried here.

Paul gritted his teeth and reluctantly ordered: "Retreat!"

"Go, Go, Go!"

Upon hearing the order, the terrorists and mercenary teams felt relieved and immediately began to fight and retreat, intending to evacuate to the back door of the factory.

Da da da……

However, as soon as everyone emerged from the back door, a series of bullets came from the dark woods ahead.

"Ah..." The first few terrorists who went out were shot into pieces, blood splattered, and they fell to the ground.

"Damn it! There's an ambush outside!"

Everyone's faces suddenly changed, and they immediately retreated and closed the door.

But at this time, Fang Long and others also pressed forward.

About twenty people, spread out in a semicircle, approached slowly, and occasionally the sound of bombs could be heard.

"Bang! Bang..." At the same time, on the right side of the factory, the two elusive sharpshooters were constantly changing positions and firing.

This group of terrorists and mercenaries will be shot in the head and knocked down as soon as anyone shows his head and is caught.

For a moment, everyone was filled with fear.

The enemy tonight is so terrifying!

And until now, they didn't even know the other party's origins and almost half of their men were killed.

If we continue fighting, there's no chance of winning!
Finally, as two more of his men were shot in the head by the two elusive sharpshooters in the distance, Paul could no longer bear it and immediately fired his gun and shouted, "Stop!"

"Surrender!"

Along with the loud shout, Paul raised a piece of white cloth that he had torn from somewhere nearby with the muzzle of his gun and shook it gently.

The gunfire gradually died down.

Fang Long and others had gloomy expressions on their faces. They turned to look at the position of Di Qing and Long Wu, waiting for Di Qing's decision.

"Put down your weapons, put your hands up and come out!"

Di Qing shouted.

Although Paul and others did not understand Cantonese, when they saw that the other party had stopped firing, they could barely understand what it meant. They put down their weapons, raised their hands high, stood out, and shook their empty hands to show their sincerity.

slam-la-

Upon seeing this, Fang Long and others immediately came out from behind their cover, but their guns were still pointed at Paul and others. They were all murderous and did not dare to let their guard down.

Bang!
At this time, the back door of the factory was blown open, and Dafei walked in with his brothers with guns raised.

The two gangs attacked from the front and back, surrounding the terrorists and mercenary team.

Seeing so many people on the other side, Paul and Mrs. M completely gave up.

"Who are you?!" Paul stared at Fang Long and asked with gritted teeth.

Mrs. M also looked ashen and her expression was extremely ugly.

Faced with the question, Fang Long remained indifferent, pointing the gun at Paul with murderous intent in his eyes.

Tread...  

Footsteps came from the side.

Di Qing walked out slowly with Long Wu.

Paul turned his head and immediately realized that these two people should be the two sharpshooters who appeared and disappeared like ghosts just now.

"Who are you?!" Paul stared at Di Qing and asked in English.

Di Qing glanced at him without answering. He turned to look at Madam M and said calmly, "Madam M, you don't recognize me, do you?"

Worried that she might not understand, Di Qing spoke Mandarin.

Sure enough, Mrs. M was stunned for a moment, and suddenly her face changed: "Are you Di Qing?!"

"bingo!"

Di Qing smiled and said, "Congratulations, you got it right."

Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Di Qing raised his hand and fired a shot.

Mrs. M was shot between her eyebrows and stared at Di Qing blankly. Her pupils first shrank rapidly, then slowly dilated. She fell down with confusion and unwillingness.

"No! No! No!"

Paul and the others were startled, and immediately raised their hands and said in broken Mandarin: "Ni Bu Nen Si Wo..."

"Why?" Di Qing looked at him with a smile.

Paul was stunned for a moment, then quickly said: "I'm stupid, our organization will not let you go!"

"Do you think that since I dare to take action, I will still be afraid of retaliation from your organization?" Di Qing said with a smile.

Paul's expression changed for a moment, and then he said, "I have money! Money! I can buy our lives with it..."

"Boom!"

The gunshot rang out again, and Paul also widened his eyes and fell down unwillingly.

The remaining people suddenly panicked.

Di Qing said calmly: "This reason is not enough to convince me."

After that, he waved his hand and said, "Leave no one behind!"

Da da da da…

Intensive gunfire suddenly rang out.

Accompanied by screams and curses, in less than ten seconds, the remaining dozen or so terrorists and mercenaries fell to the ground and turned into corpses.

Seeing the corpses all over the ground, unlike Dafei and others who had slightly pale expressions, Fang Long and his men all showed expressions of joy as if they had achieved revenge.

In the battle just now, they were the main force.

Although this group of terrorists and mercenaries were completely wiped out at this moment, more than ten of their people were also killed.

The original twenty-seven people, now with Fang Long included, are less than twenty people left.

Although the casualty ratio was exaggerated, this battle was mainly due to the precise marksmanship of Di Qing and Long Wu.

With Fang Long and others as the main force to contain the terrorists, almost half of the forty or fifty terrorists and mercenaries were killed by Di Qing and Long Wu.

Di Qing looked indifferent. He glanced at the bloody and messy scene in the factory, turned around, waved his hand, and said, "Retreat!"

After leaving the factory, Di Qing glanced at Da Fei and ordered, "You should go back with your people first. Keep a low profile during this period. If you have any problems, find Jiu Wenlong and he will help you."

"Yes, Brother Qing." Da Fei didn't say much after hearing that. He immediately turned around and left quickly with his brothers.

Di Qing looked back at the factory that was burning fiercely, then looked at Long Wu and said calmly, "Call the police to come and clean up the mess."

After saying this, he walked straight to the parking space without stopping.

A group of people quickly got into the car and drove away from the scene as if they had never been there.

More than ten minutes passed afterwards.

The sound of dense sirens came from a distance.

Police cars stopped at the factory gate, and a group of fully armed policemen got out of the cars, gesticulating cautiously and approaching the factory.

When they walked into the factory and saw the bloody scene inside as if they had experienced a small war, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

"Fuck you...are these bastards really going to make such a big deal?!" The leading inspector muttered to himself in horror.

With such heavy casualties, it is conceivable that this incident will definitely make the headlines tomorrow and it cannot be suppressed!

(End of this chapter)