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Chapter 23 Who Wins, Whom Do They Help? (Seeking monthly votes, donations, and recommendations)
After kicking open the bathroom and bedroom doors and confirming the house was safe, Lin Tiansheng picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Clear point A, remove the fire network, prepare for a strong attack."

The success of the raid gave him the confidence to seize wartime command. On the front lines, it's not about who has the highest rank or who calls the shots, but who can win the battle.

The PTU squad commander did not refuse, but decisively replied, "Understood."

Lin Tiansheng returned to the door with his gun and said to the still-shaken Lao Ma, He Li, and Liu Yida, "Give me all the grenades. You guys are in charge of the breakthrough."

Before spending HK$350,000 to buy their four lives, Lin Tiansheng needed to be at the forefront, but after spending HK$300,000 to buy their four lives, he could legitimately drive them to take risks.

It wasn't that he was heartless; it was simply that war inevitably meant death. The commander was the brain of the squad; limbs could be severed, chests could be ripped open, but the brain could not.

When faced with military-trained outlaws, only more brutal and bloody military operations can completely suppress criminals.

Military affairs, on the other hand, disregard sacrifices and focus solely on winning or losing, success or failure.

After each handing over the only two grenades they had, Lao Ma, He Li, and the other two did not say anything more.

Because Senior Sergeant Cheung Kam-wing just demonstrated this with his blood. In the police force, all glory, status, and power must be earned with one's life.

Outside, the PTU did not hold back, launching suppressive fire that effectively depleted the criminals' firepower and blocked their movement.

Taking advantage of a lull in the firefight, Lin Tiansheng threw his grenades, each one hitting its mark precisely. The continuous indoor explosions stunned the criminals, and the firefight came to a standstill.

Lin Tiansheng immediately gave the order: "Go!"

Old Ma, He Li, and the other two gritted their teeth and charged out. Without even aiming, they fired their shotguns and assault rifles one after another at the door frame in front of them: "Bang! Bang!"

"Da da da"

Old Ma leaned against the wall to reload, his steps a little slower. He Li and Liu Yida rushed into the house first, scanning the surroundings to try and spot their target. But unexpectedly, besides a corpse on the ground, another person was hiding behind the door. He suddenly grabbed He Li, rolled on the ground, and was holding a grenade in his hand.

Liu Yida, standing beside him, was in a panic, unsure whether he should fire. Ma Delong, outside the door, was even more stunned, his Remington gun failing to fire.

Lin Tiansheng rushed into the room, threw away his rifle, pulled out his .38 pistol, quickly switched weapons, and fired a burst of fire at the two men on the ground: "Bang bang bang!"

The .38 revolver's magazine was emptied in two seconds, and the criminal on the ground was riddled with bullet holes in his back. He Li gritted his teeth, let out a roar, pushed aside the corpse on top of him, his face splattered with blood, and a bloody hole in his leg, from which blood was gushing. Old Ma followed him in, his face pale and covered in sweat.

"Consider yourselves lucky the grenade wasn't pulled, otherwise you'd be a year old next year." Lin Tiansheng loaded his sidearm, then tucked it back into his belt, and said coldly, "Next time, whether you're confident or not, you have to shoot. One dead is better than two, understand?"

He Li was pale, clutching his leg, and said in a terrified voice, "Thank you, sir."

Liu Yida took a deep breath, feeling somewhat regretful. Ma Delong also felt deeply moved. Without a doubt, learning to fight in battle is the fastest way.

The two men were completely convinced and replied, "Understood, Inspector Lin."

After taking down two strongholds in succession, Lin Tiansheng had no more throwing weapons left. Relying only on the last three people, going to take down the last stronghold was extremely risky, far more so than the initial breakthrough.

The reason why those in high positions have always survived is because they have power to protect them. They know when to charge forward and when to stop. Always striving to be first in everything, even ten lives wouldn't be enough. That's not risking your life, that's throwing it away.

Fighting for one's life is about getting a good price for it; losing one's life is meaningless. That's why he dares to take the plunge and be at the forefront. Opportunities to fight for one's life are rare in this world, so every one should be cherished. As for the chance to risk one's life, leave that to the useless. That's how you live longer and have something to enjoy.

Lin Tiansheng decisively picked up the walkie-talkie and roared, "Where's the PTU?! There's only one target left, and only one bandit. Why isn't the PTU moving in?"

"You think you're so tough? You won't rise until you're attacked?" The PTU captain present couldn't refute this and waved his hand to order a strong attack. The criminal in the last position was the ringleader, holding the position alone, showing how confident he was in his skills. But as the PTU team of twelve concentrated their attack, he was no match for them, fighting alone.

Just two minutes later, the last criminal was shot dead.

Pi Zhibang received the report on the walkie-talkie, hid behind the car, clenched his fists and stomped his feet: "Did Young Master Sheng take some kind of super pill in the pond?"

"So brave!"

"Damn, that's awesome!"

Several officers glanced at him, not finding it strange. The Major Crimes Unit had done a great job, so it was normal for them to be excited. After venting his excitement, Pi Zhibang returned to Superintendent Henry's side, but his expression changed to one of disinterest. He said dejectedly, "Sir, we didn't handle them. We let them handle the criminals."

Henry was initially asked to do something out of a favor, and he also instinctively disliked Chinese people who disobeyed orders. However, he had never had any personal conflict with Lin Tiansheng.

Seeing Lin Tiansheng brave a hail of bullets and break through the deadly trap with his own strength, his performance was truly amazing. He couldn't feel angry at all and said expressionlessly, "He's capable, but it has nothing to do with you."

Pi Zhibang's eyes darted around. As a sycophant, he noticed that his boss's attitude had changed and was secretly considering whether to implement "Plan B".

It's important to understand that suppressing serious crimes is the most significant achievement among all his accomplishments. The entire West Kowloon Regional Crime Unit benefits from this, and Henry, as the head of the Operations Division, will certainly add another notable achievement to his resume.

As the bodies of criminals, covered with white sheets, were carried off the building, PTU and Major Crimes Unit officers gradually withdrew from the scene.

When the four Major Crimes Unit assistants, Chen Sheng, Shi Zhanpeng, Li Weihao, and Jiang Zhikai, saw Lin Tiansheng coming downstairs with the PTU officers, they all showed respect and stepped forward to ask with concern, "Inspector Lin, are you alright?"

"Hey buddy, what's it like? Need any help?"

Lin Tiansheng helped Zhang Jinrong's stretcher into the ambulance, shook his head and said, "Ali injured his leg, and Rong was knocked unconscious by a grenade. I don't know if he'll be alright."

Chen Sheng sighed and said, "It's too risky. This isn't the work of the Major Crimes Unit. Don't do it again."

Shi Zhanpeng nodded, his face full of resentment: "The foreigners are basically pushing you to your deaths. Damn it, if there's a next time, we'll be with you."

Lin Tiansheng looked at the four assistants surrounding him and said with a smile, "The duty of a servant is to obey orders."

Deep down, he knew that if he were a useless piece of trash who died on the battlefield, no one would even bother to offer him incense. In the most pragmatic aspect of politics, whoever wins, that's who they support!

Everyone wants to win, win, win, and be the last one standing.

By this time, PTU reinforcements had arrived at the scene, with two more pork chop trucks and five squads of PTU officers parked along the roadside. The PTU officer leading the reinforcements had been promoted one rank; he was a dark-skinned, square-faced, and stern-looking Indian Inspector General.

However, it's a tradition for Indians to serve in the police force, and the officers are used to it. For a time, Indians even dominated the Chinese, but after the 1950s, Indian police officers lost all power and were relegated to the lowest ranks, such as parking attendants and gatekeepers.

However, after the police reform, Indians who colluded to take the exams were promoted by foreign officers and quickly rose through the ranks. They then gained significant power in multiple departments, including the SWAT team, the police academy, and the criminal investigation department.

Upon learning of the situation, the Indian man reacted with anger rather than joy. Wearing a beret, he walked up to the command vehicle and demanded, "Who gave the Major Crimes Unit permission to interfere with the PTU's mission?"

Pi Zhibang stepped forward and replied, "It is Henry Sir's order."

Ah San frowned, glanced at Henry, then turned back to the Major Crimes Unit, letting out a cold laugh: "Heh, Pi Sir, you're no good at solving cases, but you're a master at stealing credit."

(End of this chapter)