Starting from floating in Hong Kong

The torrential rain poured down like a slanting waterfall, and the rain was connected into a line, which was blurred more than ten meters away.

In the tropical jungle of the Golden Triangle, the vegetation is dense and overlapping, and countless insects, mosquitoes and poisonous insects are everywhere.

At night, under the cover of the sound of rain, there were rustling sounds in the gloomy jungle.

Several figures cautiously searched and moved forward in the jungle. One person used a machete to clear the branches and leaves to clear the way, and the rest followed behind with guns.

Cursing in local dialect while walking, they have to come out to work under such heavy rain, making them complain endlessly.

In the guerrillas, they were just eating and drinking, so naturally they had no professionalism, so they walked forward very lazily, planning to finish their work in a perfunctory manner, and then hurry back.

Just after walking more than 100 meters, the surrounding trees and plants seemed to be alive, and several large clusters of leaves fell on these people in an instant.

The guerrillas who were thrown down looked at the human face hidden in the leaves, and they were so horrified that they couldn't move.

The attackers attacked them quickly and ruthlessly. Those who hugged their legs, covered their mouths, and clasped their hands performed their duties. Someone beside them took out a rope and quickly tied up the guerrillas.

After quickly tying them up, a group of several people dragged the captives into the jungle in a hurry, and quickly disappeared.

In the depths of the jungle not far away, there is a temporary camp that is extremely hidden.

In the small nest built by branches, leaves and vines, Shapi huddled on the edge of the tree nest, watching the rainwater pouring on his head through the gap.

The rain dripped down the wide brim of the Boonie hat, making Sharpei a little irritable.

"In this poor place, it rains endlessly, and you don't even have to smoke."

Wang Jianjun carefully put away the map wrapped in plastic sheeting, "It's not bad now. A few years ago we could only squat in the cat's ear hole on the front line. The conditions are even more difficult than now."

Sharpei just complained casually. He thought it was boring to stay in the tropical jungle.

Originally, I was quite happy when I first came here, but after more than a month of playing, it became boring. Coupled with the harsh environment of humidity, heat, and mosquito breeding, Shapi missed life on Hong Kong Island very much.

"Be patient." Abu lazily leaned aside and patted Shapi on the shoulder, "Let's go back to Hong Kong Island after we're done here."

Li Jie, who was studying the map with Wang Jianjun, glanced at Sharpei, but said nothing, looking dignified.

Shapi rolled his eyes, then stopped talking, staring at the hazy vegetation outside in a daze.

The ambush team in auspicious suits walked over through the rain and stood at attention to salute.

"Sir, those guys have recruited."

Shapi, who was still somewhat decadent at first, immediately regained his spirits, "What's the matter, what's the matter."

The ambush team immediately took out the map and unfolded it on the tree stump, revealing the dense marks on it.

"There are about 600 people in the village, and most of them are General Marin's people. There are more than [-] armed men with guns, and the rest are drug workers."

"There are several wooden watchtowers here, with heavy machine guns on them, and two men standing guard, without searchlights."

"This is the general's residence, right in the middle of the village, this side is the armory, this side is the garage, there are a dozen jeeps, pickups, and ten trucks."

"They only have heavy machine guns, RPGs, and mortars, but no heavy weapons like armored vehicles."

After the introduction, the leader of the ambush team stood aside and waited for instructions.

Li Jie, who had been silent all this time, showed a smile on his tense face, "This is the same as the information we got."

"The original plan remains unchanged." Wang Jianjun looked at the map carefully, and after a while made up his mind, he slapped hard, "We will act tonight."

Sharpei picked up the AK under his feet with a grin, and pulled the bolt hard.

……

In the evening, the heavy rain gradually stopped.

The village in the night is noisy, and there are little lights in the dark houses.

In the dense forest at a high place, Wang Jianjun held the binoculars condescendingly, and waved his right hand lightly.

"Predetermine the ruler, test fire one round! Reload!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The terrific mortar shells roared out of the chamber, drawing arcs in the air and crashing into the village.

Flames burst into flames around the tall watchtower, and the flying shrapnel swept down the machine gunners on guard.

Some shells hit the watchtower precisely, and the explosion broke the wooden frame and fell straight to the ground.

"The scale is reduced by five, the direction is to the right, five rapid-fire, no correction, ready-release!"

The surrounding jungle seemed to be alive, and the rockets launched by countless RPGs rushed towards the village with long tail flames.

Cannonballs and rockets exploded into sparks of death.

After the firepower covered, a large number of mercenaries rushed out and rushed towards the village.

In an instant, dense gunshots resounded through the valley, and countless bullet trajectories staggered.

The panic-stricken Marin was dragged off the bed by his subordinates, and ran outside on his back.

Amidst the sound of killing and explosions, the whole village was in chaos, as if there were enemies everywhere.

Marin looked at the scene of corpses all over the field with a pale face, closed his eyes tremblingly, and clasped his hands tightly to hold the prayer beads.

……

After a night of fierce fighting, the fog cleared in the morning.

The gunshots gradually faded away, and the gunshots that rang out from time to time were mercenaries refilling the corpses on the ground.

Wang Jianjun led the people past the messy corpses, looking at the wreckage of the village that had become a piece of scorched earth, without any expression on his face.

The mercenaries under him were chaotically searching for loot, and burst into cheers from time to time.

Several people came over with Marin in their arms and threw him to the ground hard.

"Sir, we found him in the cellar."

Sharpei spit the cigarette in his mouth to the ground, stepped forward and stepped on Marin's shoulder, took out a photo from his arms and put it next to Marin's face, and glanced at it for comparison.

"Yes, it's him!"

Wang Jianjun waved his hand, and the mercenary Jia Marin immediately stood up and dragged him aside.

Ruan Wen, who soon got the news, rushed over with Wu Xiuqing by helicopter, and when he got off the plane, he saw Marin tied up on a wooden stake.

Ruan Wen couldn't hold back the tears when she saw the murder of her father and enemy, she raised her head to look at the sky, and shouted, "Father, my daughter has avenged you!"

After speaking, Ruan Wen pulled out his knife, gritted his teeth and walked towards Marin.

Marin's face was pale, and he shouted tremblingly: "Niece, I have something to say..."

Ruan Wen didn't react at all, and directly stabbed Marin's abdomen with a knife, stirring violently, "Save your words to hell."

Marin screamed and struggled for a while, and finally died.

Ruan Wen threw the blood-stained knife to the ground. He seemed to have exhausted all his strength in killing Marin just now, and walked slowly to Shapi and the others tiredly.

"The boss asked you to go to Dongying to find him. You have something to do."

"Dongying?!" Sharpei exclaimed, and then became excited, "Are you really going to Dongying? I haven't been there yet, hahahaha."

Abu pushed Shapi aside and asked seriously: "Sister-in-law, do you want to bring a guy?"

"He said no."

Sharpei's face suddenly collapsed, "Why don't you take the guy there, pick up girls?"

……

The flight from Hong Kong Island landed steadily at Tokyo Haneda Airport.

Qin Yi loosened his seat belt, stretched comfortably, and patiently waited for the passengers on the plane to get off the plane.

It wasn't until all the passengers left the cabin that Qin Yi stood up.

Xu Fei, a senior Interpol inspector, stood up, picked up Nine Ghosts Yingming, and scolded: "Let's go, why are you so dazed, your hometown is here."

Jiugui Yingming gave Xu Fei a cold look, full of provocation.

Xu Fei is not willing to accept his tricks, "Why are you dragging? Don't think that I dare not beat you when I arrive in Dongying."

Cheng Zhanji on the other side patted him, "Okay, Da Fei, don't be as knowledgeable as him, hurry down, Dongying police are still waiting for us."

"Understood." Xu Fei impatiently squeezed Nine Ghosts, and got off the plane with Cheng Zhanji on the left and right.

After passing through the passenger passage, people from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department warmly greeted him, "Dear police officers, please take care of me when we meet for the first time."

"Don't be so polite, let's go back to the police station and hand over the prisoner first."

A police officer immediately said: "The car is outside, please follow me."

Surrounded by Dongying police, everyone walked towards the parking lot.