Hong Kong Police Force Chief

In the underground parking lot of Golden Plaza in Mong Kok, West Kowloon, several police officers stood straight and were ready for battle.

On their shoulders, at least a bauhinia flower was carried.

Those below the level of superintendent of the police force were not qualified to stand here.

The leader had a dazzling red chicken rope hanging on his chest and even a crossed baton on his shoulder.

Zheng Songren, Assistant Commissioner of Police, Chief Commander of West Kowloon Police District, and Zhou Quan's old partner at the grassroots level.

After many years, Zheng Sir returned to the police district he was most familiar with after being promoted to Chief Superintendent and transferred from the West Kowloon Headquarters.

Zheng Sir is the direct descendant of the current No. 1, and his ability and qualifications are also very impressive.

He has achievements and has big bosses above him.

It is naturally not a problem for him to enter the core management of the police force.

"Kuang Sir, where is the boss?"

Zheng Songren raised his hand and gently stroked his neat and straight military uniform, and asked Kuang Zhili beside him: "Is there any problem with the operation upstairs?"

"Are there enough people for the operation? Do I need to transfer all the brothers from Company B?"

"Before the boss arrives, can the operation be successfully completed as scheduled?"

In fact, if Zheng Songren keeps his body still, there will be no wrinkles on his military uniform.

The reason for such a move is that his heart is always restless.

According to common sense, Zheng Songren has successively served as the head of an important department in the police district, the commander of the district boss, and finally became the biggest chief in a police district.

His Qi-cultivation skills are incomparable to ordinary people.

However, the current situation is very special.

This is the first time that he has returned to his hometown to launch an important operation after taking over the entire police force.

According to the factional roots of the police force, Zheng Songren is a direct old subordinate of Huang Bingyao.

But Huang Bingyao has now gradually transferred the power of the police force to Zhou Quan.

Zheng Songren knows the relationship between Zhou Quan and Huang Bingyao very well.

Not to mention that Zhou Quan will take over the management of the entire police force when Huang Bingyao retires.

Even at this moment, Zheng Songren will not hesitate to regard himself as a subordinate of Quan Sir.

It is not the division of the police force's rank system, but the relationship between factions.

Zheng Sir was the Li faction of the police force in the past, and now he is the Huang faction of the police force, and he will be the Zhou faction of the police force in the future.

The three most important forces in the current police force are completely closely related, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are twisted into a rope.

The most important point is that these three forces have already determined Quan Sir as the core, and it is the banner of the present and the future.

It is precisely because of this that Zheng Songren does not need to be responsible for the action against the financial company upstairs.

But he still came to the scene of the action in person to solemnly welcome his own boss.

"Sir Zheng, please calm down!"

Facing Zheng Songren's slightly anxious feeling, Kuang Zhili couldn't help but show a kind arc at the corner of his mouth.

"A Zhan and Ah Qun have already led the team upstairs. They are both old brothers who followed the boss from West Kowloon."

"Are you still not confident in their abilities?"

"What's more, in addition to their brothers, Ah Jing also made a comprehensive deployment with the brothers of the Flying Tigers."

"When the boss arrives at the scene, the situation upstairs must have been completely controlled."

Although Kuang Zhili is usually very serious, he is undoubtedly not so indifferent when facing his own people.

He understands the mood of Sir Zheng in front of him very well.

But it is obviously unnecessary to transfer all the mobile forces stationed in the West Kowloon Police District.

Even if the inside story behind this operation is very serious, the difficulty of the operation is actually very simple.

The two elite action teams of the National Security Department, plus the Flying Tigers who specialize in handling high-risk crimes, are more than enough.

Mobilizing the mobile unit B Company in full would be too much of a fuss, and would also affect the deployment of police forces in other areas.

As the commander of Operation Tomb Tiger, Kwong Chi-lai's vision of the battle situation is naturally beyond doubt.

The brothers are completely in control of the action against the financial company upstairs.

Most importantly, even though Kwong Chi-lai is currently in the underground parking lot.

But he knows the situation of the action upstairs almost like the back of his hand.

Zheng Songren and other colleagues around him are only dressed in military uniforms and equipped with guns.

But Kwong Chi-lai's ears are wearing communication equipment used for action command.

"Hong Kong Island Police Force, everyone immediately stand up and put your hands on your head to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings!"

"Bang bang bang!"

...

At this moment, warnings and gunshots were mixed in the action communication channel on the scene.

It sounds chaotic, but in fact, everything is in order.

The warnings came from the operators, and the gunshots were also from the standard cutting-edge weapons equipped by the police.

All the gunshots were caused by criminals who did not listen to the warnings and intended to resist and were shot dead.

The financial company upstairs is the so-called headquarters of the criminal.

All the employees in it are insiders of the other party's organization.

They may have committed crimes of varying severity, and they may not have even violated the laws of Hong Kong Island.

But according to their behavior and their identities, it is completely fine to classify them as terrorists.

If they behave themselves honestly, then wait until the operation is over.

The Hong Kong Island court will naturally give them a fair trial according to relevant laws.

But if they resist stubbornly, being shot on the spot is also a way to death, which does not violate the procedure at all.

"Control!"

"Control!"

"Control!"

...

With the reports of various assault teams, the smile on Kwong Chi-lai's mouth became more and more obvious.

Before his boss arrived at Golden Plaza, he perfectly fulfilled his promise just now.

He will bring the good news of the successful operation and wait for his boss to come here.

"Sir, the Tai Kwun convoy has driven out of the West Kowloon Corridor, turned into Argyle Street, and is about to arrive at Golden Plaza."

Just when the operation upstairs was successfully entering the final stage, a prompt from the communication command vehicle sounded in Kwong Chi-lai's communication headset.

"Ding-ling-ling!"

At the same time, the mobile phone of his old acquaintance Su Zian also rang at the right time.

"Sir, the boss is coming in soon!"

The moment he hung up the phone, Su Zian hurriedly reported the news to his direct superior Zheng Sir.

This place belongs to the Mong Kok Police Station, and Su Zian is now the boss of the Mong Kok District, at the level of Chief Superintendent.

Although their Mong Kok District did not participate in the actual operation, the boss Quan Sir came in person.

His immediate superior was also waiting to greet him at the scene, so how could he sit still?