Hong Kong General: Rebirth of Rage, Rising from Prison

Chapter 287 Rocket Launcher, True Violent Aesthetics!
Mo Youwei and his men quickly began to deploy their troops: "Iron Cavalry Group, lead the charge, crossfire attack, prepare grenades, bombard all, no regard for life or death!"

"Ge Sir, your team, take some men and cover Zhuo Sir's escape. As long as he can successfully take over tomorrow, the sun will still rise, and everything will be peaceful!"

Knowing the gravity of the situation, Ge Pingquan nodded heavily with a serious expression: "Alright, Inspector Zhuo, get in the car, let's get out of here!"

"Everyone, I, Zhuo, will remember your efforts and contributions. Those who sacrificed their lives will all be given a grand and proper burial, and their families will be well taken care of. Those who return victorious will all be considered my men!"

Zhuo Jingquan said with absolute certainty.

It's basically about spending a fortune to buy horses' bones, getting them to work for him.

These people also had no choice but to risk their lives.

They are now in a situation where their fates are intertwined, and their fates are intertwined.

If Zhuo Jingquan gets into trouble, none of us can escape it.

If Zhuo Jingquan takes office smoothly tomorrow, everything will be clear and peaceful.

"Boom boom boom!"

The cavalry cleared the way, and Mo Youwei raised his gun and fired. Ge Pingquan and his men retreated to the car while firing. Zhuo Jingquan hurriedly and frantically climbed into the car.

"General Manager Huang, Zhuo Jingquan is about to run away!"

Upon seeing Zhuo Jingquan get into the car, Chen Shixian immediately pressed the communicator and excitedly said to General Huang in front, "Give me the authority to send my men up!"

"Follow orders in all actions, and don't overdo it!"

"We don't need you right now, just keep the perimeter safe!"

Huang Bingyao, with a stern face, gave a reprimand.

He knew Chen Shixian's true nature perfectly well; he had just bought a few rescue helicopters and wanted to come and test his skills.

I haven't reported the helicopter issue to Li Wenbin yet.

When they pull them all out, they'll probably be green with envy.

So he quickly stopped Chen Shixian from showing off.

At the same time, Li Wenbin's instructions came through the headset:

"Stone Migo, lead the Flying Tigers, and charge up!"

"Bodhisattva Yao, provide fire support in the middle."

"Chen Shixian, hold the outer perimeter and don't let them break through!"

"Roger that!"

"Roger that!"

A chorus of responses followed.

Shi Migao, as the first echelon, led the cool and handsome Flying Tigers team leader Zhou Xingxing and the newly formed Flying Tigers squad. Dressed in combat uniforms, they quickly lunged forward, each finding cover, holding submachine guns, spitting fierce fire snakes, sweeping in all directions.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

The Flying Tigers were well-trained and made a strong entrance with ample firepower, firing bullets continuously and taking down a group of Zhuo Jingquan's men.

"Iron Cavalry, charge!"

Mo Youwei roared and gave the order.

The Iron Cavalry Flying Tigers, relying on their vehicles, constantly moved and fired, speeding up and down, gripping the handle with one hand and firing with the other.

The unpredictable and erratic firepower caused Huang Bingyao and Kuang Zhili to complain bitterly.

One by one, the men fell down beside him.

Throughout history, infantry has always been at a disadvantage against cavalry, as cavalry is faster, harder to target, and more elusive.

"Fuck your mother, ahhhhh!"

Huang Bingyao, with his large belly protruding, gripped a submachine gun with both hands, the muzzle spitting crimson flames as he frantically sprayed bullets at the iron cavalry.

"Clang clang clang!"

The bullets struck the cavalry's chariots, producing a series of crisp metallic clanging sounds.

"boom!"

One of the bullets pierced the fuel tank, causing the entire motorcycle to explode instantly, sending flames soaring into the sky and blowing one of the riders off the vehicle.

"Grenades! Load grenades!"

"Tear open a gap and let Inspector Cheuk leave!"

Mo Youwei's eyes turned bloodshot. He roared and led his men to open fire to suppress the enemy's firepower.

Another group quickly pulled out grenades and threw them towards the Flying Tigers.

"Clap, clap!"

A series of dull thuds echoed as grenades landed in the Shimigao area, rolling twice with a gurgling sound.

"I threw a grenade, there's a grenade!"

"Get down quickly!"

Stephen Chow's expression changed drastically, his eyes widened, and he leaped into the reserved sewer well next to him.

"Boom boom boom!"

Several grenades exploded, and the huge blast waves sent many Flying Tigers members flying into the air.
A deluge of mud and gravel rained down, leaving the Flying Tigers almost completely crippled.

Mo You pressed his advantage, commanding his cavalry and the rest of his men to launch a frenzied attack, almost to the point of risking their lives.

Their expressions were like those of cannibalistic demons—grotesque, terrifying, and insane!

Bullets whistled, blood mist exploded, bullets collided with flesh and blood, roars, cylinders roared, and wails intertwined to form a stirring war song.

This is a battle song for men, a song of struggle for power!

Huang Bingyao and Kuang Zhili were both numb from the gunfire. Round after round of bullets were fired. Zhuo Jingquan's men were like madmen, disregarding gains and losses, life and death, fighting for their lives.

They were literally using human lives to create a path for Zhuo Jingquan to leave.

"Boom!"

"Quickly, charge through!"

Just as the breach was about to be opened, Zhuo Jingquan and Ge Pingquan's three cars were about to speed away.

Several cars gradually squeezed out of the encirclement, and Ge Pingquan and his men leaned out of the car windows to deliver the finishing blows.

It's unstoppable, it's about to become unstoppable!
Huang Bingyao finally couldn't hold back any longer and roared into the communicator, "Chen Shixian, what are you waiting for? Get the big guys out!"

Chen Shixian, who was sniping from behind, frowned and pressed the communicator to say to Tian Yangsheng and the others, "Asheng, it's up to you now!"

After giving his instructions, he couldn't resist teasing Huang Bingyao: "Mr. Huang, no, I have to be careful!"

"Follow orders in all actions, and don't go overboard!"

Huang Bingyao was so angry that his brain was throbbing and his blood vessels were about to burst. If Zhuo Jingquan ran away, black would turn white, everything would be reversed, and all his previous efforts would be in vain.

At this hour, Chen Shixian, that good-for-nothing, is still acting all high and mighty, slapping him in the face.

Enraged, he roared, "Consider it an obligation I owe you. Now, regardless of the consequences or the rules, just make sure Zhuo Jingquan doesn't get away. I'll take responsibility for anything that happens!"

"You should have said so earlier, Mr. Huang!"

Chen Shixian smiled slightly and said in a cheeky tone, "The big guys are here, just watch!"

"Buzz!"

A loud buzzing sound came from the horizon.

The fierce battle paused slightly as everyone's gaze turned to the sky, and they were all stunned.

Look up.

Two silver-gray helicopters, their rotors spinning, roared in and steadily approached them.

The entire fuselage gleamed with a metallic sheen, like a battle hero descending from the sky.

The hurricane that swept through left everyone bewildered and disoriented.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A deep, rumbling sound pierced everyone's eardrums, like the roar of an ancient beast. "A helicopter!"

Mo Youwei stared wide-eyed at the scene, stunned and shocked.

This operation itself was not in compliance with regulations; they did not follow proper procedures or call in helicopters.

It seems unlikely that Li Wenbin would be able to, or find it convenient to, make a big show of calling in helicopters.

Upon closer inspection, it was clearly just an ordinary rescue helicopter!

On the fuselage, the large red and black umbrella-shaped canopy—isn't that the logo of Umbrella Security Company?
Fucking ah?
Using rescue helicopters to scare people?

But the next second, he changed his mind.

The helicopter hovered low above the unfinished building, only a few dozen meters above it, with the cabin door open.

A rocket launcher emerged from the hatch.

Tian Yangsheng was wearing sunglasses, a leather jacket, and carrying a rocket launcher on his shoulder, with a cold smile on his lips.

In an instant, it was as if the pause button had been pressed.

"Holy crap, a rocket launcher with a helicopter?!"

Everyone present was stunned!
Li Wenbin almost couldn't help but curse. Damn it, this Bodhisattva Yao seems to have an itch for kneeling on a washboard; it's been too long since he went home to kneel on it.

Such an explosive thing, and they didn't even report it, just letting Chen Shixian do whatever he wanted!
Li Wenbin's expression was priceless, but Zhuo Jingquan's expression was even more priceless. His face turned deathly pale instantly, he looked like he was eating shit, and his eyes were wide open like gongs. He was like a helicopter equipped with a rocket launcher.
Everyone is free to use rifles, submachine guns, and grenades.

At worst, we can just exchange insults and blow each other up.

Damn it, you're using a rocket launcher.

That's absolutely outrageous!

They have absolutely no sense of martial ethics!
If this shot is fired, everyone will be blown to the sky!
Treat them like they're nothing and beat them up!
Tian Yangsheng aimed the rocket launcher at Mo Youwei and his men, who had the most intense firepower.

Although it's called a rocket launcher, it's actually more accurately called a rocket-propelled grenade (RPG). The entire rocket launcher has a conical front end and a slender middle section, with a small amount of black powder pre-loaded inside the tube as propellant.

The total weight is approximately three kilograms.

The warhead, housed in a metal fairing at the front of the barrel, is filled with a mixture of explosives, which is quite powerful when detonated.

Therefore, rocket launchers are characterized by being lightweight, inexpensive, easy to operate, and having high firepower.

Also known as the 'mini cannon'.

To deal with a small battle like this is an absolute crushing defeat.

"Bang! Fireworks!"

Tianyang let out a strange cry, his voice filled with excitement, as if he had dreamt of returning to a foreign battlefield.

Ignoring Tian Yangzhi's voiceover, Tian Yangsheng, with a rocket launcher slung over his shoulder, constantly adjusted his aim as the plane shook, targeting the Mo Youwei squad below, which was firing the fiercest firepower.

The rocket launcher does not have a dedicated sight and relies entirely on aiming at the front, but it has one great advantage: it is a handheld recoilless gun.

It won't be blown away by the powerful recoil of a single shell.

"Three, two, one!"

"shooting!"

Tian Yangsheng silently chanted, as steady as Mount Tai, and held the rocket launcher to fire.

"Whoosh!"

The rocket launcher instantly spewed out orange-red flames. Although it was a recoilless gun, Tian Yangsheng still felt as if he had been gored by a bison.

There can still be some imbalances on the plane.

The rocket, trailing a scorching plume of smoke, tore through the night and hurtled toward Mo Youwei and his men with the force of a thunderbolt.

Mo Youwei's pupils dilated continuously, the scorching flames burning his eyes. His mouth gaped open, his expression one of astonishment, and he froze instantly.

Unexpectedly, in peacetime, he could die from a rocket launcher.

This is outrageous!

With no way to avoid it, they could only stand there and face death. The gun in their hands became as weak and powerless as noodles in the face of overwhelming firepower.

"boom!"

The rocket accurately hit the center of Mo Youwei and his men, and instantly exploded, with a huge fireball rising from the center of the blast.

Flames, accompanied by thick smoke, shot into the sky.

The shockwave, like an invisible tsunami, instantly overturned all the men, including Mo Youwei, throwing them into the air before they crashed to the ground.

Everyone present felt the earth shake violently, and the huge explosion made their eardrums ache.

The helicopter was also shaking violently in the shockwave from the explosion. Tian Yangsheng, with an icy expression, gripped the edge of the cabin, looking down at the debris flying everywhere, his face expressionless, without joy or sorrow.

"Brilliant, brilliant, absolutely brilliant!"

Huo Tianren sat inside, watching the monitor screen, which was shaken and blurred by the shockwave, and was eventually enveloped in a cloud of smoke. He then gently clapped his hands.

Helicopters, rocket launchers—true violent aesthetics.

Protector, Chen Shixian, how interesting!
Huo Tianren watched the helicopter flash by on the monitor, its prominent markings on the fuselage, and a smile crept onto his lips.

He looked at Zhang Chongbang and the others and asked calmly, "What kind of person is Chen Shixian?"

Zhang Chongbang and the others exchanged glances, still reeling from the shock of the explosion.

Huo Tianren's question brought him back to reality.

"Arrogant, cocky, and full of stuff!"

Great White Shark scoffed and summarized his opinion of Chen Shixian.

"You think so too?"

Huo Tianren fixed his gaze on Zhang Chongbang's gloomy face and asked in a warm tone, as if it were just a casual conversation on an evening.

Before Zhang Chongbang's eyes appeared Chen Shixian's handsome, arrogant, and mocking face.

His eyes, yes, his eyes, always carried a detached scrutiny.

It's as if they're always superior to others.

He sees through everything, controls everything, and is incredibly confident.

Gradually, the face spread out like a kaleidoscope, becoming Yao Sir's face, Ji Zhengxiong's face, his wife's face, the face of Big Circle Dragon, Blind Snake, and Skull in Stanley Prison.

Finally, upon overlapping, it becomes that face with a contemptuous smile, a face full of mockery, Chen Shixian's face.

Zhang Chongbang's expression gradually became distorted, ferocious, and pained, his eyes blazing with hatred: "Who Chen Shixian is is not important, he is my enemy."

"Enemies?"

"Only when the two sides are evenly matched can they be considered enemies."

"The disparity in strength is too great; you are nothing more than a loser—not even as good as an ant!"

Huo Tianren laughed, pointing to the devastated empty space in the scene, and staring directly at Zhang Chongbang's impotent and furious face: "Look at the fire cloud that just exploded, do you know why? Nothing was left."

"Because it's strong enough!"

"When the strong trample the weak, they don't even get mud on the tips of their shoes."

A raging fire surged in Zhang Chongbang's eyes: "Professor, Chen Shixian is terrifyingly strong now."

"But I'm not afraid, because I've chosen you!"

"His strength is merely superficial, while your strength runs deep!"

"Chen Shixian was just one link in the chain being used, am I right?"

Huo Tianren smiled slightly, neither denying nor admitting, and focused his gaze on the surveillance camera: "Guess if you'll have a chance to meet your enemy later?"

"I bet not only will we meet, I'll also kill him myself!"

Zhang Chongbang answered in a low, somber tone.

Great White Shark, Cao Yun, and the others suddenly turned sharp, their eyes filled with intense killing intent.

(End of this chapter)