Animal Detective

Chapter 468 Ask Officer Shen to contact me

Meanwhile, on Shen Xin's side, Song Zhi and his team were preparing to take action.

Shen Xin was not in a hurry to take back Erlong and the others.

This was also Song Zhi's requirement; it would be a waste to have the entire map but not be able to display it.

They hastily came up with an action plan, and everyone acted together.

One group was responsible for taking out the outer sentries.

The other part was to traverse the jungle, detour around to the rear of Sangjia Village, and form an encirclement around it.

Then launch an attack directly.

This plan is not perfect, but it's definitely fairly standard.

Song Zhi, who personally went to the scene to direct the battle, also inquired about Shen Xin's suggestions.

Guan Baofeng looked at Qian Feng, who simply nodded slightly.

If it were him, given his full map vision, he would definitely try to conduct special operations, such as sending a small team to infiltrate the village.

They bombed the weapons depots along the way, captured the ringleader first, and headed straight for Angdu.

After securing Angdu, coordinate with the outer snipers to hold the position.

This isn't a regular army; it's a bunch of desperados. Their leader has been arrested, so it's normal for them to scatter.

Qian Feng had a very important reason for doing this: there were innocent villagers at the scene.

As Song Zhi planned, they formed an encirclement and launched a direct attack.

Intense firefights will almost certainly result in civilian casualties.

Secondly, it also makes it easy for the enemy to organize, concentrate their forces, and break out from their weak points.

With 200 to 30, it seems like the team has a numerical advantage.

However, if the entire village is completely surrounded, the people will inevitably be scattered, and in some areas, the enemy's forces might even be outnumbered.

But Qian Feng was well aware of Myanmar's combat capabilities.

Even regular troops wouldn't suffice, let alone a group of police officers; it's almost impossible to expect them to conduct special operations.

Therefore, encirclement and chaotic fighting is the best option at present.

However, Qian Feng still offered some suggestions.

That means taking it one step at a time, first knocking out the hidden sentries on the outside, and then taking down the checkpoint at the village entrance.

While the outpost launched its attack, the village side simultaneously joined the encirclement and launched a counterattack.

There are five hidden sentries and six people at the checkpoint, making a total of eleven people.

Fan Liping said that there are more than 30 people in the village. After removing these 11 people, there are 20 people left in the village, which will give them a greater chance of encircling the village.

Song Zhi nodded and noted it down, then immediately ordered his men to take action.

Nearly two hundred people, carrying various weapons, set off in a grand procession.

Soon, Shen Xin witnessed firsthand the fighting strength of Myanmar's forces.

When eliminating sentries, the plan is to avoid firing unless absolutely necessary, to approach stealthily, then suddenly rush out and take control of the target.

Before they could even get very close, the other party had already noticed them.

The other side reacted quickly, but their military skills were also lacking. After exclaiming in surprise, they immediately stood up with their guns in hand.

They were spotted here and immediately rushed out.

The sentry opened fire without hesitation.

Song Zhi's men immediately returned fire. Amidst the hail of bullets, the sentries were riddled with bullets, and one of their men was also unfortunately shot, screaming in agony.

Qian Feng felt a wave of dizziness and clutched his forehead.

Fortunately, the sentries were far away and surrounded by people, so they didn't hear anything.

Five sentries were taken out one after another, and two shots were fired, killing the drug dealer on the spot.

One Myanmar police officer was injured, so the casualty ratio is not bad.

Anyway, Song Zhi was very excited because, from Erlong's perspective, the village had not been disturbed.

While Song Zhi was communicating with the commander in front, Guan Baofeng said, "That's enough. You should know that out of so many of them, the only ones who can fight are the two groups that Song Zhi brought. The rest are just there to make up the numbers."

There are three parties among the two hundred people.

The security force directly under the police headquarters is the most powerful in combat, but also the smallest in number, with only twenty people.

The border police force is also quite capable, having at least some combat experience, and has a force of over forty personnel.

The remaining hundred-odd people were all recruited by police stations from various places to make up the numbers. They were fine for patrolling with guns, but in real combat, they only knew how to fight when they had the upper hand, when they outnumbered the enemy, and they relied on their faith in shooting.

As they were talking, Shen Xin suddenly said, "Captain Guan, I've noticed something. Why haven't I seen that elephant in the village?"

Erlong had been wandering around the village for quite some time, and Shen Xin had been observing him without noticing the baby elephant.

The village is full of stilted houses, so it's impossible to drive an elephant up to the second floor.

After wandering around for a long time, I still couldn't see any obvious place where elephants could be kept in captivity.

Fan Liping also said that it will be sent away on the 15th of next month, during the Lantern Festival, and it is currently in the village.

He didn't see it, so he... is lying?

Jiang Wengang immediately added, "That's right, I was just about to say that. I didn't see the elephant. Did Fan Liping not tell the truth?"

Guan Baofeng frowned immediately, took out his satellite phone and said, "Okay, I'll have Wang Feng ask him."

I dialed the number, but no one answered.

His brow furrowed even more as he dialed one of his subordinates' numbers.

The call still didn't go through.

His expression changed immediately.

During the mission, the basic requirement is to ensure smooth communication.

Shen Xin hurriedly asked, "Is something wrong with Luo Pei?"

There must be a reason why we can't get in touch with them.

Jiang Wengang said with a serious expression, "It can't be that bad, it's a police station."

Although many police officers were transferred from Luo Pei because of this operation, it is still a police station after all, so what could possibly happen?
Guan Baofeng glanced quickly at Erlong's camera; the situation in the village remained the same.

But he couldn't get in touch with them, and he was still uneasy.

He got up and went to find Song Zhi.

Before he could even finish two sentences, his satellite phone rang.

It was Wang Feng who called.

As soon as the call connected, after only two sentences, Guan Baofeng's expression changed drastically.

Something really happened!

About half an hour ago, inside the Luo Pei Police Station.

Inside the room, the local policeman with the mustache suddenly drew his gun, shot and killed his colleague, and then pointed the gun at everyone in the room.

Li Niu stayed with Luo Pei.

He reacted the fastest.

The moment the gunshot rang out outside, he instinctively reached for his gun.

But before he could draw his gun, something unexpected happened inside the house, and he was a beat too slow.

"I said don't move!"

The policeman with the mustache had already noticed Li Niu's actions and shouted urgently.

Li Niu immediately stopped and stared intently at him. "Don't move. I've already killed someone. I don't mind killing one more." The mustachioed policeman kept his gun pointed at the crowd.

Fan Liping, who was sitting in the chair, immediately got up, went to the mustachioed policeman, and took the keys from his pocket.

Wang Feng's expression changed instantly; he immediately understood what had happened. He was both angry and anxious: "Liping, what are you trying to do!"

Fan Liping took out his key, quickly unlocked the handcuffs, squatted down, pulled a pistol from the corpse, and pointed it at the crowd.

Wang Feng's eyes blazed with fury as he stared directly at Fan Liping and shouted, "Fan Liping, think carefully about the consequences."

He silently stepped half a step closer to Ding Yuwei.

The gunfire outside the window grew more intense, accompanied by screams and shouts.

"Liping, think about your Uncle Pan. How can you do this to him?" Wang Feng continued to berate him, staring intently at the gun in the mustachioed policeman's hand.

Upon hearing Pan Wenhai's name, Fan Liping's eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Uncle Wang, I'm sorry to have frightened you. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

He went to the window, glanced outside, and continued, "I have no choice. I don't want to go to jail. Don't do anything rash. I'll leave right away."

“You go ahead and arrest your Angdu. This matter has nothing to do with you.”

The gunfire outside continued unabated.

Li Niu glared at him angrily and exchanged glances with Wang Feng.

Wang Feng's mind raced, and he gave him a look that told him not to make any rash moves.

Since the decision has been made to hand over Fan Liping to Myanmar, the attitude from above is already very clear: they cannot deal with Fan Liping, they cannot manage him.

Therefore, from the moment he stepped out of the country, whether Fan Liping lived or died was up to him and had nothing to do with anyone else.

After weighing the options, Wang Feng could accept Fan Liping running away, as long as his own people weren't injured.

He just felt regret, regret that the kid ultimately didn't choose the right path.

Fan Liping and the mustachioed policeman stood on either side of the people inside the house, controlling them.

They also confiscated the weapons from several people.

The intense gunfire outside lasted for almost ten minutes.

Only then did they hear someone shouting in Kuang Burmese.

Fan Liping responded immediately.

Soon, the door was kicked open.

A young man burst in carrying a carbine and immediately pointed it at Wang Feng and the others.

There were several people following behind him.

"Boss."

The young man came up, greeted him, and said that the people who stayed at the police station had all been dealt with.

Wang Feng understood the Burmese language and felt a chill run down his spine. Recalling the entire process of coming to Burmese, he wanted to know when Fan Liping had contacted his own people.

Not yesterday.

It must have been after he was detained at the police station that he passed on the information through the mustachioed policeman, who was his inside contact.

Who are these people?

Angdu's people?

Or perhaps it was one of Fan Liping's own people.

It shouldn't be the former.

If it's the former, then Fan Liping is fully capable of informing Angdu.

So, when Erlong went to scout the village earlier, it wouldn't have been so quiet; it must have been on high alert.

The young man glanced at Wang Feng and his group of four, and asked Fan Liping what to do with them, whether they should be killed.

Fan Liping suddenly raised his hand and fired.

Ding Yuwei trembled violently.

The police officer who was responsible for contacting the front line, who was standing next to Song Zhi, was shot in the chest by Fan Liping.

The screams pierced Ding Yuwei's ears.

Ding Yuwei realized for the first time that a person's scream could be so loud, just like a pig being slaughtered.

Fan Liping coldly fired two more shots.

The person became completely still, except for one leg that was still twitching.

The mustachioed policeman's expression changed drastically. He looked nervously at Fan Liping, fearing he would be next.

Fan Liping guessed what he was thinking, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I will keep my promises to you."

He nodded to the young man, signaling to handcuff Wang Feng and the other three.

Li Niu struggled, but the gun was pressed against his forehead.

He was not afraid and stared at the other party with murderous intent until Wang Feng reminded him with his eyes, at which point he was handcuffed.

"Fan Liping, I'll say it again: think carefully about the consequences. If anyone on our side gets into trouble, you won't be able to escape, no matter where you are."

Wang Feng stared directly at Fan Liping.

The young man understood and immediately pointed the gun at Wang Feng's head.

Fan Liping immediately stepped forward and pressed down on the young man's gun.

Then he said, "Uncle Wang, I told you, I won't do anything to you."

"The reason I did this is simply to avoid going to jail. Don't worry, as I said, I am still me, and Angdu won't be the last one. If there are any developments here, I will still cooperate with you."

"And think about it, you sent me back, don't you think your superiors know that I've been around here for so many years and still got locked up in jail by the police?"

Wang Feng remained silent, only coldly staring at Fan Liping.

At this moment, the policeman with the mustache reminded Fan Liping that it was time to leave.

It's a police station after all; the commotion is too big.

Fan Liping nodded, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Ding Yuwei's arm.

"Fan Liping, what are you trying to do!"

Wang Feng immediately stood up and shouted.

Ding Yuwei struggled, but Fan Liping's hands were like iron clamps, and she couldn't break free.

She wasn't afraid; she just glared angrily at Fan Liping.

Wang Feng was pulled away by Fan Liping's men.

"Fan Liping, if you want a hostage, I'll take your place. Is this how your Uncle Pan raised you? Bullying a woman!" He struggled desperately but was pinned to the ground.

Fan Liping didn't explain, but simply picked up the pen and paper on the table and hurriedly wrote down a number.

"I don't need hostages. Don't worry, I can swear to my dad that I will guarantee the safety of this policewoman."

"I only have one request: have your Officer Shen contact me."

After saying that, he forcibly dragged Ding Yuwei out.

Wang Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and as soon as he let go, he rushed forward.

The young man turned around and got a shot with the butt of a rifle.

Li Niu roared and swept a man down with a leg sweep, then charged out with a roar.

But ultimately, outnumbered, he was pinned to the ground.

Fan Liping stopped his men from firing, glanced at Wang Feng one last time, and then quickly left with Ding Yuwei.

(End of this chapter)