Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

"Sprout."

"Is there a storm today?"

Zhuang Shikai was wearing a suit, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out the window to preach.

At this time, a strong wind gradually rose outside the window, and layers of dark clouds were pressing on the top, as if covering the entire Hong Kong Island.

The atmosphere is full of "Wind and Clouds Are Coming" and "The Prelude to the Gale".

Yazi was wearing a short skirt and was looking down to organize her folders. Hearing Sir Zhuang’s question, she didn’t want to answer: "There is a war outside! Of course there is a big storm!"

Zhuang Shikai gave a light tusk, turned his head and smiled: "I mean the weather!"

"Oh, it's the weather." Yezi reacted, raised his head, and replied with a smile: "There was a weather forecast a week ago, and there will be a typhoon that will arrive on Hong Kong Island recently. It is a powerful No. 8 typhoon. "

"The Meteorological Observatory has issued a red warning to allow the Fisheries Department to ensure the safety of fishermen and announce a ban on going to sea."

"Including all kinds of freighters, passenger ships, and commercial ships."

"Huh!" The wind swept across the street and rolled up the street tabloids.

Zhuang Shikai watched the leaves float up to the sky, danced in front of him through the glass, with a smile on his face: "That's a really good day!"

"Really okay?" Yazi's face was puzzled.

Is it a good day to fight and wind again?

Zhuang Shikai held up the water cup and smiled and said, "Wuyun City wants to be destroyed, and the light of the armor will open to the golden scales of the sun! The wind is a good day for us today!"

He turned around and preached to Ge Zi: "Then let the storm come more violently!"

"Boom!" A thunderbolt flashed across the sky, Hong Kong Island was covered with dark clouds, and the street crowds became less crowded.

Two news about the approaching storm and the shooting in Sheung Wan were broadcast on the news.

"The storm is coming." At the Security Department, Lu Minghua no longer looked at the surveillance video, but stood up and walked to the window with a coffee cup.

"The storm is coming." Lu Minghua repeated it again, his expression gradually serious, and he raised his hand to drink the last sip of coffee.

"Sir Zhou! The wind is blowing!" Although the formation and trajectory of the storm can be tracked and calculated. However, the exact landing time cannot be accurately measured.

The observatory is always a "prediction", not a "prophet".

Four helicopters piloted the plane, looked sideways at the weather outside, and reported to the chief through headsets.

"Da da da." The helicopter was affected by the wind and shook a little, and even its flight trajectory changed briefly.

A famous Flying Tiger team clinging to firearms, wearing equipment, and participating in the action have a solemn expression, silence, but a very firm attitude.

Originally, the Observatory calculated that Typhoon Signal No. 8 landed at night, and it made landfall in the afternoon, giving Hong Kong Island strong winds.

Fortunately, there is no wind, no rain, and the helicopter has enough horsepower to still be able to fly steadily.

Zhou Xingxing pinched the headset, looked out the window, and ordered: "Keep flying!"

"Yes, sir!" The four pilots responded in a solemn voice. The helicopter had already approached the upper ring and was approaching the battlefield, and the Flying Tigers had taken no more than seven minutes since receiving the order.

"Uh...uh..." On the battlefield, Guan Li was awakened by a gunshot, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a familiar brother shot to the ground.

He moved his dry and cracked mouth, his eyes flashed with sorrow, but his face was expressionless, and he could not even open his mouth to shout.

Yelling? That's the mood when the fight just started! Now the grief is still there, but I am powerless to shout.

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhwareh.

A wave of wind passed by, vehicles, police officers, and corpses were scattered on the battlefield of Shanghuan, and there were ruins and wreckage within 20 meters. If you compare the prosperous Hong Kong Island to a woman, then this is the scar on the woman's face.

Just now Guan Li was injured by a grenade during the battle with the robbers. Not only did he have multiple wounds on his arms and body, but also his brain was shocked! Directly explode to faint!

The firepower of the anti-drug group is inferior to the robbers, and the number advantage is not obvious. It is only relying on the reasonable formation of the dispatching and the elite response training to have contacts with the gangs.

After "Atou" Guanli of the anti-drug group stunned, the anti-drug group was in chaos for a while.

Cao Nan led his subordinates to make "tactical" moves, splitting and cutting in, and soon defeated the entire anti-drug team.

After all, Cao Nan and a group of his brothers are actually veterans...

"boom!"

"boom!"

At this time, the truck had already driven away, and several cars followed behind to escort...

"Da da da."

A police officer picked up a weapon and suddenly got up and shot, bang bang bang, the bullet smashed the window and directly killed a robber.

"Squeak!" A car flicked back. Cao Nan wore a mask and stretched out a hand holding a pistol. His eyes swept across the police officer in front of him with contempt, and he gently squeezed the trigger: "Boom!"

The officer was shot in the chest and fell to the ground.

"Squeak!" The car quickly returned to normal, increased its horsepower, and accelerated forward.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The police car full of bullet holes didn't lock the door at all. Guanli got into the driving position, turned the key, stepped on the clutch, and the police car roared.

"Boom! Boom!" Guan Li turned the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, squinted his eyes and drove forward to chase.

"Goods can't be lost! Goods can't be lost!"

"Throwing away how do we explain to Sir Zhuang...how to explain to my brothers..." Guan Li's eyes flicked with blood, and he muttered words like a ghost.

He slammed the steering wheel, biting the car ahead.

"Huhuhu!!!" The wind poured frantically into the cab along the broken glass of the police car. The storm tore his wounds like a knife, but he grinned unconsciously, and moved forward facing the hurricane. .

"There's a madman behind!" the blind deaf looked at the rearview mirror and preached.

Since the big truck had a higher field of view and the mirror looked farther, he was driving on the big truck and spotted the police car after him first.

"Kill him." Cao Nan gestured to the window of the car, but didn't even shoot, nor did he order with the people in the car...

"Brother Li!" On the sky, Zhou Xingxing held the gun and looked down at the situation, and immediately knew that the Flying Tigers were late.

This time the operation is not a matter of time, the robbers are a step slower if they get the car!

Even if the Flying Tigers rush to the scene as fast as possible, they are still a step slower!

Because once the robbers have captured the truck, they can shuttle back and forth on urban roads, not to mention the loss of police officers. The difficulty of chasing fast-moving targets alone is a huge test! And the team can also use various types of bunkers to avoid the Flying Tigers' vision!

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The Flying Tigers helicopters have an advantage in quick response. Without ground police forces, they will lose their landing spots. Downhill and sniping are realistic for fast-moving targets.

But when Zhou Xingxing saw the dilapidated police car on the ground insisting on competing, and the **** face in the police car, his colleagues gritted their teeth, he still couldn't help but stand in awe.

This is the Hong Kong Island Chinese Police!

"Huh!" Zhou Xingxing raised his right hand and saluted silently.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!" A famous flying tiger team raised their right hands and saluted in a silent and unseen way.

They sat in the cabin of the helicopter, hiding a respect in their hearts.

"Boom!" At this moment, a white Volkswagen suddenly rushed out of the corner of the driveway. It was very fast and hit the police car in a straight line, knocking the police car seven or eight meters away.

Guan Li held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, sat in the car and felt his vision turn around. There was only one thought left in his mind: "The goods can't be lost!"

"Puff!" The dilapidated police car hit the ground heavily! Guan Li only felt a pain in his head, and his vision in front of him became completely black.

Tao Chengbang pushed the door of the car with a nervous expression, like an ordinary citizen who accidentally caused a traffic accident, trembling, and after a little thought, he stepped forward to check and waited for the police to arrive.

"Sir!" Zhou Xingxing screamed when he witnessed the crash on the ground with his own eyes, and immediately called the traffic police on the radio to the scene.

The responsibility of this operation! the goal! Will be inherited by the Flying Tigers!

Zhou Xingxing secretly made up his mind, looked at the street below, and shouted: "Apply to Sir Zhuang for firing orders!"

"Yes, sir!" The pilot turned on the radio, reported the position to the chief, indicating that he had arrived at the battlefield, and then explained the situation in accordance with the regulations and applied for the command to fire.

"Da da da da." The four helicopters drove over the highway at a low altitude in a "two by two" joint posture, and then the duties of "Guan Li" attacked the bandit convoy.

Tao Chengbang looked up at the group of helicopters passing by at low altitude, with an uncertain expression on his face, took out a cigarette and put it on quietly, shocked~www.readwn.com~Brother Nan! "

"Flying Tigers helicopters are here!"

On the truck.

The blind dragon stuck his head out and shouted loudly.

He quickly pulled it back for another person.

"Looking for death!"

"Put your head out!"

Cao Nan glanced at the sky, pressed the intercom, and preached to the brothers: "Go into the Hung Hom Tunnel! Let's change cars inside!"

They have prepared plans for their actions!

Just get the truck to win.

The Flying Tigers can't stop it either!

"Speed ​​up, S walk the line, and be careful of the Flying Tigers shooting." Cao Nan added again to be on the safe side.

"Yes!"

"everyone!"

Shouted the brothers.

They are all very excited, not only excited about the income from finishing this order, but also excited about the excitement of going over the police.

If they are really capable of overturning the police, snatching the white powder, and then escaping from the flying tigers, then they will really be known as Zhendongya and become the thugs of the century!

"Wow!" But at this moment, a group of cars burst out from the side road in succession, forming a long convoy, sandwiching Cao Nan convoy on the left and right sides, and dozens of cars protruding slightly from the window.

"Hehe!" Brother Pa was wearing a suit, carrying a slight charge, and grinning at Cao Nan next to him.

Cao Nan has serious eyes!

"Da da da!" A dozen micro-charges fired at the same time. Thousands of bullets were poured in a short ten seconds. The lanes less than 300 meters were full of shells. Cao Nan and others had no chance to react. Directly sifted through the car door!

Standing in the helicopter, Zhou Xingxing was reporting the situation to Sir Zhuang, and was suddenly surprised by the unexpected scene below the highway.

"Why are there robbers? A third-party force is on the stage?" The storm really came even more violently!

Zhou Xingxing wants to recite "Haiyan" in Russian.