Hong Kong Island: From a small stall to a global supplier

P.S.: I finally managed to get yesterday's chapter sorted out by finding Lan Da...

Sigh, Lan Da took all the blame.

……

With everyone in agreement, the meeting continued.

Hai Dazhao had someone unfold a huge map of Pattaya, on which the various forces mentioned earlier were clearly marked in different colors.

"In this operation, we will use platoons as the second-level combat unit, dividing Pattaya into four areas: 'east, south, west, and north.' Each platoon will be responsible for clearing out illegal personnel in one area."

"To avoid causing casualties to innocent people, we set the time for the operation at around 3 p.m., which, according to our data, is when tourists are usually at the beach."

"Of course, it's unrealistic for us to remember the appearance of every criminal. Each combat unit will only remember the appearance of the main leaders of illegal organizations. As for the other members, we adhere to the tradition of 'those who fight will die' to ensure that while killing criminals to the maximum extent, we try not to harm civilians."

"That's the general situation. That's all I have to say." Hai Dazhao stood at attention, nodded to the crowd below the stage, and strode down.

The entire process was crisp and efficient, without a single wasted word, showcasing the true character of a soldier.

"Let's give Major Hai Dazhao a round of applause." Wang Yaotang smiled and clapped first, and a round of enthusiastic applause rang out. "It's still early before we go out to watch the battle. We have plenty of time to do other things, but don't disturb the crew-cut guys. They still need to make a lot of preparations before the battle begins."

"Where should we go to watch the game?" a group of people asked excitedly.

War is something that every man, regardless of age, yearns for; it's determined by our genes, provided that safety is guaranteed.

“Two options,” Wang Yaotang said with a smile. “We’ve booked a nine-story hotel in the city center, which will serve as a temporary command post. The rooftop offers a panoramic view of most of Pattaya, making it an excellent vantage point for observing the battle.”

“Of course, the best way to watch the game is by helicopter, but I’m sorry, as an outsider, I can’t get enough helicopters for everyone to use.” Wang Yaotang shrugged.

"A helicopter? You should have said so earlier, it's no big deal." The group of wealthy people perked up immediately, a surge of pride rising within them. After all, they were newly risen to prominence, far inferior to the established money in terms of resources and connections. One helicopter per family, a piece of cake.
They arranged for each of their family members to go out and make phone calls. Bangkok is only 80 kilometers away from Pattaya as the crow flies, and it only takes half an hour by helicopter.

Wang Yaotang smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if I don't have it. You have enough. You still need it for me. Send four people up to observe from high altitude. The operation will only go more smoothly."

……

Around 2 p.m., instead of going directly to the sky to watch the battle, everyone went to the hotel first to see the so-called command center.

In the largest room, a large map sits on the table, next to a complete intercom system with its antenna standing high outside the window.

“We are also divided into four groups here to coordinate with the combat group and the observation group. We summarize the information they report and provide the latest intelligence on the targets to support the combat group’s cleanup work.” Wang Yaotang introduced with a smile: “Do you see the map? Every time the combat group completes the cleanup of a target, it will pull out the small flag on it, while the observation group will monitor in real time whether the target is escaping, where it is escaping to, the situation of the next target, and so on.

"This is a three-dimensional combat system. The combat units are the hands, this is the brain, and the observation group in the sky is the eyes."

“We didn’t have an observation team in Hong Kong before, this is a new addition, so this is both a demonstration of strength and a live-fire exercise for us, and we hope to achieve better results.”

Everyone nodded in agreement, and no one raised any questions. Even the younger generation of the family members here were all over 30 years old and had all held management positions. They knew that adding a step might seem simple, but it would actually increase the difficulty of the operation.

"What are you going to do with the body? Just leave it on the street? Wouldn't that be too..."

“How could it be left on the street? That would be too frightening and would also add a lot of burden to sanitation workers.” Wang Yaotang raised his eyebrows and said seriously, “As responsible people, we must deal with the scene to some extent.”

"What should we do?" someone asked curiously.

“Uh…” Wang Yaotang thought for a moment and said, “Have you ever seen a refrigerated truck that transports pork? The interior space is quite large, with slides and hooks. Half a pig is hung on the hooks, and if you want to hang a person, you usually use a hook to go through their chin. Hmm, very neat.”

"Ugh..." The faces of more than a dozen people suddenly turned pale.

That's well said, very vivid and descriptive, but damn it, don't say it again next time.

Everyone chose to skip this damn topic; it was good enough that there were no bodies at the scene.

How can you accuse someone of murder when there's no body?

Slander, blatant slander!
Thailand is a society governed by the rule of law; you have to talk about the law when you speak!

The group didn't linger there, so as not to interfere with the crew-cut man's work.

……

At 2:40, 18 helicopters took off one after another, but they didn't fly far. They just hovered over Pattaya. Pattaya is not a big city, and people all over the city could see them, which attracted a lot of attention.

"Is this a new attraction? Overlooking Pattaya Bay?"

"Oh my god, honey, I love this! I bet it would be beautiful to watch the sunset from a helicopter!"

"Hey buddy, where can I rent a helicopter? What's the price?"

Many tourists watched for a while and then went to find locals nearby who offered services. These people looked up at the helicopter in the sky with puzzled expressions. I also wanted to know where I could rent a helicopter!
……

At 2:45, a crew-cut man wearing camouflage combat uniforms, helmets, masks, Type 56 assault rifles slung over his shoulders, homemade grenades and spare magazines hanging from his waist, and walkie-talkies on his chest silently boarded Toyota Hiaces in batches under the leadership of his squad leader.

At 2:55, more than a dozen Toyota Hiace vehicles quietly dispersed throughout the city, with the crew-cut man in each vehicle performing a final check of the equipment.

At 2:59, Hai Dazhao picked up the walkie-talkie, and the control tower switched to the all-channel. "Attention all personnel, attention all personnel, this is the control tower. The pest control operation is about to begin. 10, 9, 8... 3, 2, 1, move out!"

In the port, amidst the chaotic streets, stands a three-story building covering over 500 square meters. This building served as a warehouse and dormitory for the Chaozhou Hakka smuggling gang, and also as a place to imprison women brought in through various channels.

Work usually starts after 6 a.m., and everyone is just getting up now, washing up, eating, and tidying up. It's the busiest time at the base, with everyone gathered.

A Toyota Hiace turned out from a street corner in the distance and drove towards the warehouse at 40 miles per hour. When it was still dozens of meters away, six or seven tanned young men stood up one after another by the roadside. Some were carrying baseball bats, some were carrying steel pipes, and some even pulled out guns.

"Hey, stop the car!"

"What are you doing!"

The driver showed no sign of slowing down. The window rolled down, revealing two dark gun barrels. The crew-cut man reflexively pulled the trigger, "rat-a-tat-tat!"

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

The bullet swept past at close range, just a few meters away. The fierce expressions on the faces of the seven dark-skinned, short men who were shouting by the roadside instantly turned to terror. They didn't even have time to turn around and run before the bullet swept past them, and they collapsed to the ground, convulsing.

They were all veterans of the Vietnam War, and countless similar lessons taught them not to show any mercy during combat!

Those who wield weapons shall be killed without mercy!

(As shown in the picture: Why isn't a baseball bat a weapon!)
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Pattaya is a tourist city, and although it was chaotic, the intense machine gun fire in broad daylight was still too jarring. Many people inside the warehouse heard it and instinctively turned their heads to look in the direction of the gunfire.

The gunshots didn't seem far away, and some people curiously put down what they were doing and walked towards the window, wanting to see what had happened.

The question was quickly answered when a Toyota Hiace braked suddenly and swerved about ten meters from the warehouse. The side door of the car was facing the warehouse, and with a whoosh, the door was pulled open.

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

In movies, people jump out of cars to fight because the characters need to show their faces for the sake of appearance. In real combat, who the hell would jump out? People are crouching, standing, or at the window, with four guns firing simultaneously at the warehouse entrance.

Several thugs who had just come out to see what was happening after hearing the gunshots were riddled with bullets on the spot.

After a round of firing, the co-pilot and the gun in the window aimed directly at the windows on the second and third floors of the warehouse and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

If there are criminals at the window preparing to shoot, that would be perfect.

If not, then it's called prevention.

As for whether there will be any unintended consequences, I'm sorry, this is just a necessary sacrifice for Pattaya to usher in a bright future.

Besides...

They're not Chinese, who the hell cares!
With the firepower suppressing the enemy, the others quickly jumped out of the car and rushed towards the warehouse gate, forming two lines on the left and right sides of the entrance, and firing a burst of bullets into the warehouse.

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

The third one to arrive pulled out a homemade grenade from his waist and rolled in close to the ground.

"boom!"

The shockwave from the explosion caused the iron gate to slam shut and then bounce back open, allowing the four men with buzz cuts to take advantage of the safety gap created by the explosion and rush inside.

One man aimed directly ahead, two men watched the left and right sides, and the last man aimed his gun at the possible second floor. The four-man combat team rushed in immediately.

Once the first group confirmed it was safe, the second group immediately followed up, first firing shots at those near the entrance.

The Chaozhou Crane Gang members had no idea what was going on. Why were people suddenly attacking their door? Even the police didn't have this much firepower!

Is this the military?
I haven't heard anything about the army entering Pattaya.

The gunfire outside was too intense, and everyone was in chaos. In the end, they were just a group of smugglers. A mob can show off in front of ordinary people, but when they actually encounter a regular army, they will be scared to death.

There was no one in charge, and no one with enough influence to step forward and organize things. Everyone just frantically grabbed their guns and started firing randomly into the stairwell and other places.

At this moment, only the recoil of the gun in their hands could bring them a sense of security, preventing their tense minds from breaking immediately.

"First floor cleanup complete!"

"Prepare to attack the second floor!"

"Grenade!"

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

Four grenades hit the wall and bounced back to the second floor. "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The stairwell was a relatively enclosed space, and the huge explosion instantly made people in several nearby rooms dizzy and deaf. However, this did not have much of an impact on the buzz-cut man wearing noise-canceling headphones. He took advantage of the safety gap created by the explosion and rushed forward in a few strides.

He reached out from the stairwell entrance and pulled the trigger, "Rat-a-tat-tat—"

Metal Storm swept wildly through the corridor, and his comrades behind him immediately took advantage of the suppressive fire to enter the second floor.

They put away their guns, changed magazines, and one by one, the crew members with buzz cuts rushed up to the second floor to establish a firing line and ensure safety.

According to intelligence, this place is holding many women controlled by rats. The last one to arrive carried a loudspeaker used for street vending, pressed the switch, and announced, "Ordered to wipe out the Crane Gang. Surrender and you will not be killed. You only have five minutes to show me your hands!"

The videos were pre-recorded in Chinese, English, and Thai, and played on a loop. Each work group had a loudspeaker.

The loudspeaker was quite effective, at least for those who had been kidnapped. More than 60 people came out one after another, mostly women, with only 8 men.

The squad leader raised his chin, and the two men picked up their guns and led the group downstairs to handle the situation.

Seeing that no one else was coming out, the squad leader turned off the megaphone. "Attack! Leave no survivors!"

Crane Gang: Wait, it hasn't been five minutes yet! You guys broke your promise!

Two groups of people quickly slipped out, one on the left and one on the right, firing a few shots to make a hole in the closed door, followed by grenades to clear the way.

The shooting and explosions proved that ordinary people are nothing when faced with a well-trained and well-equipped regular army; it's no harder than killing a chicken.

Without noise-canceling headphones, even if you dodge the shockwave from an offensive grenade explosion, the massive sound will make you dizzy and disoriented. Even if you only recover in a few seconds, it's enough to get riddled with bullets.

This was even though Wang Yaotang couldn't get his hands on stun grenades for the time being. There was nothing he could do about it; his hometown didn't produce them, and he didn't have any other sources of arms.

The rest was simple; it was just a matter of repeating the same tasks layer by layer. While one side was busy cleaning up small pieces of trash, the refrigerated truck that followed also entered the site after confirming that it was basically safe.

Push the car loaded with the body to the back door. There are no iron hooks, so there's no time for that. Just throw it into the car. Turn the air conditioning up high, and the blood will freeze the body together quickly. Don't worry about it rolling around everywhere and being hard to clean up.

As for the frozen bodies being difficult to dispose of, there's no need to worry. They'll eventually be sent to a ship and dumped into international waters. They've already committed murder openly, so why would they care about whether the body is disposed of properly?
Not leaving any bodies is already the greatest act of goodwill the Thai government can show!
The warehouse cleanup was completed quickly, and 10 people gathered on the first floor, looking at the more than 60 people who were shivering and huddled together.

Looking at the group of men, the squad leader thought for a moment and called the command post, "Report, this is the second platoon, first squad, responsible for the Chaozhou Hakka gang. There are men among those who surrendered. What should we do?"

Is there a man there?
Hai Dazhao glanced at the documents in his hand with a puzzled look. Male prostitute?
It is not impossible.

Thailand...

"Treat them equally."

"receive."

After hanging up the call, the squad leader's eyes swept across the crowd. "Is anyone hiding in the Crane Gang? Point them out!"

To his surprise, some people actually understood Chinese. A woman suddenly pointed at a woman in the crowd who looked to be in her thirties but was well-maintained and shouted, "She's from the Crane Gang!"

The woman being pointed at felt a buzzing in her head; she was doomed!

Just as I was about to retort, a man with a buzz cut grabbed my hair and pulled me away.

"No, I'm not!"

"Damn it, you're kidding me. Who the hell kidnapped an old woman like you?" The man with the buzz cut kicked the woman away.

After arriving in Hong Kong, the boss went to great lengths, bringing in specialized instructors from the company to give them lessons, and they learned a great deal...

"boom!"

With one shot, the woman's skull was ripped open, and her body lay motionless on the ground. A suppressed scream rang out from the scene.

With positive feedback, three more "mommies" were identified. After a few shots, the squad leader led his men to quickly retreat. As for the rescued people, the team that was handling the bodies would take them to do some moving work.

After that... well, I'll leave it at that.

The job was to clean up pests, not to water or fertilize. The taxes were collected by the Thai government, and Wang Yaotang didn't receive any money.

……

On the other hand, the Munich Group.

They had a total of eight beer halls scattered throughout Pattaya. Their strategy against the Munich Group was to raid the largest beer hall and then clean up the rest of the area after completing the main mission.

"Zi La"

The Toyota Hiace stopped steadily at the entrance, the door was opened, and four Type 56 assault rifles were fired at the beer house.

The windows and doors were smashed on the spot, and bullets flew haphazardly around the beer hall.

The two jumped out of the car and threw grenades. After two loud "booms," they rushed towards the beer house.

Without any warning or probing, machine guns opened fire, grenades cleared the way, and explosions raged all the way!

Perhaps the drug dealers had experienced many battles, or perhaps there were retired soldiers among the organization's members; in any case, the Germans from the Munich Group reacted remarkably quickly. The moment the crew-cut man rushed in, someone in the lobby pulled out a gun and began to return fire.

The crew-cut man immediately used a hardwood table, more than 50 millimeters thick, as cover to suppress fire, while another man quickly took out a grenade and threw it over.

"boom!"

Amid the explosions, the crew-cut man scattered in two directions and then surrounded them. Under the crossfire, he quickly swept several burly men to the ground.

If I had some doubts before, now I wonder, what kind of good person would have so many guns!

The cleaning of the kitchen and upstairs rooms was a bit slow; those Germans were very aggressive.

Grenades cleared the way, and the two men with buzz cuts had just jumped to the second floor when the German threw out a grenade.

Their eyes widened instantly; one lunged backward, while the other lunged towards the stairwell.

"boom!"

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

After the explosion, both sides almost simultaneously stretched out their guns and sprayed bullets indiscriminately. Taking advantage of the chaos, the comrade dragged the injured comrade back from the stairwell. The injured comrade had two holes in his thigh and calf from shrapnel, and blood was gushing out.

"Quickly, take him downstairs."

"I'm fine, let's take care of these guys first!" He propped himself up against the wall and quickly opened the small first-aid kit he carried with him to stop the bleeding.

"Fuck them, open their boxes!" the squad leader shouted into the walkie-talkie.

The two men with buzz cuts turned and ran towards the Toyota, quickly took out a mortar launcher, set it up against the vehicle, and aimed it at the window. Anti-aircraft guns can be laid flat, so this thing can also be used at close range.

When placing the shell, apply a little more force, "thump!" "Boom!"

A 60mm mortar is far more powerful than a hand grenade. At such a distance of just a few meters, it's impossible for it to miss. The shockwave from the explosion even blew the door off the building.

The people inside the room will either die or be crippled!

The two men with buzz cuts rushed in immediately, squinting and searching quickly through the smoke and dust. They would fire a bullet into the head at anyone they found, regardless of whether they were dead or alive.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The other two rooms with windows facing the street were also destroyed. Two Germans who were leaning against the door, preparing to fight back, were thrown out by the shockwave and crashed to the ground like tattered sacks.

After clearing the front, the two men carried the mortar through the lobby and kitchen to the back door. "Thump, thump!" "Boom, boom!"

The squad leader, whose chest felt tight from the shockwave of the explosion, spat out a curse: "And this is supposed to be suppressive fire!"

This is better than anything else!

One-on-one gunfights are really not a good choice!

They didn't care about killing everyone or searching for drugs; they quickly evacuated with the wounded, and a refrigerated truck followed closely behind, from which four strong young men jumped out.

……

The 'Red Devil Casino' operates on Pattaya Second Road.

I, Wang Yaotang, am sworn enemies of gambling and drugs. Anyone who gets involved with gambling and drugs is no longer human. My order is to be ruthless!
Unlike the previous two directions, this time two people jumped down from 40 meters away from the Toyota. The firing arc was not very good, with an angle of only 30°. Pedestrians on the street looked at the camouflage uniforms with 40mm guns aimed at them, and their first thought was to look around for cameras.

Even a faction-based conflict shouldn't require 40 fire points, that's terrifying!
"Whoosh!"

"boom!"

The high-explosive bomb blasted the casino's large iron gate away. The flames, propelled by the shockwave, swept across a 60° 20-meter radius around the entrance, carrying debris and metal fragments. Seven or eight people were thrown out, and their shrill screams echoed throughout the underground casino.

The gamblers in the casino were stunned by the sudden explosion. The smoke and the smell of burning flesh assaulted their senses, and everyone stared blankly at the doorway.

until……

"Da da da!"

"Da da da!"

The crew-cut guy rushed in, picked up his submachine gun, pulled the trigger all the way down, and started firing wildly!

What men and women!
There are no good people in casinos!
Kill kill kill!

Kill them all! (End of Chapter)