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

'Golden Dragon Hall', 'Three Rivers Society', 'Tongxing Society', 'Fu'an Hall', 'Blood Tiger Gang', 'Elephant Bone Society', 'Sea Wolf Society'...

Chen Yuanchao pointed to the names written on the blackboard and explained to Wang Yaotang: "These are the top 10 gangs in the entire Kongti District. Their businesses are still the three traditional ones: prostitution, gambling, and drugs. In addition, they do the most 'kidnapping' and 'smuggling.' Kidnapping mainly involves women and children, while smuggling covers a wider range."

"According to the information we have obtained, the core personnel of these underground black market organizations number around 600, with annual operating revenue exceeding HK$40 billion."

Wang Yaotang exclaimed, "Wow! As expected, Bangkok has a population of 600 million, and it's a port on the Chao Phraya River. There's a 40 billion illicit industry here, and countless people make their living along this route. It's a vast and complex network. Let alone those powerful figures, even the municipal government would find it extremely difficult to touch this place."

This is no exaggeration. No matter how good the policies from above are, they can't stop the distorted interpretations from below. The entire Kongti District government, from top to bottom, including their relatives and friends, are all sucking blood from this line.

It might not be direct involvement; for example, it could involve renting out several shops, boats, convenience stores, or a human resources company...

The livelihoods of millions of grain transport workers depend on this; it's too difficult for them to move!

Fish tyrants and vegetable tyrants keep coming back after you crack down on them. There's nothing you can do about it.

"However, what does this have to do with me!" Wang Yaotang sneered. "Killing them all would be me acting on behalf of Heaven and doing good deeds."

"We'll start tomorrow. Note: do not use grenades or Molotov cocktails. There are many wooden buildings here, and the consequences of a fire would be unimaginable. I don't want to be on the global news."

"Understood. This operation is equipped with tear gas and stun grenades."

"Execute it."

……

Around 10 p.m., more than 50 Toyota Hiace vehicles entered the airlift area from different intersections without attracting much attention. After all, in addition to being used as 'light troop carriers,' these vehicles can also be used to transport goods and people, and many unlicensed buses use this type of vehicle.

The reason these underground forces are so difficult to eradicate is largely because they are too scattered, making it difficult to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

Therefore, the fights usually take place between 10 pm and midnight, when the various factions tend to gather.

Of course, this is also just the beginning of the nightlife. Don't let the fact that Kongti is a poor area fool you; its nightlife is incredibly vibrant...

This is when you see what true professionalism is!
In preparation for today's operation, the Umbrella Corporation began preparations well in advance, selecting more than a dozen locations to deploy repeaters and building a command network covering the entire air embankment area.

At the temporary command post, Chen Yuanchao glanced at his watch. It was 10:30. According to the plan, each group should have arrived at the designated location.

"Send a message to the intelligence team," Chen Yuanchao ordered.

"Yes!"

One call after another was made, and the pagers of the intelligence officers rang one after another.

Upon receiving the message, the Shengyi members who were lying in ambush in various parts of the Kongdi area immediately took action and sent a set of four digits to the pager of the command center. The first two digits were their personal identification number and the last two digits were the target location.

Each group of monitored targets was scouted many times in advance, and their frequently visited targets were coded. If a target happened to be outside the planned range, they would be contacted by phone individually.

With 10 gangs and key members scattered across various locations, and over 40 targets, it would be extremely difficult to ensure that every single one of them made no mistakes. They were simply lucky. For the sake of the bigger picture, these individuals will be dealt with during the second operation.

After being compiled, the intelligence was immediately delivered to Chen Yuanchao.

Speed ​​is of the essence in warfare; it would be troublesome if the target moved again.

Chen Yuancheng picked up the communicator. "The decapitation team, report the situation."

"This is the Cleave Group 1, which has arrived at its designated location."

"This is the Second Slash Team, and we have arrived at our designated position."

"This is Zhan San..."

"This is Zhan Si..."

"I order: Decapitate one group, target 107."

"Decapitation team received."

"Decapitation strike team two, target 202."

"Decapitation team two received."

"Three decapitation teams, Plan 2, patrolling near 305. Once the operation begins, if any team is spotted rushing out or attempting to provide support, shoot them dead without confirmation!"

"Decapitation Squad Four..."

It took more than 10 minutes just to assign tasks to each group. Now, there were only 5 minutes left before the unified action time. After putting down the communicator, Chen Yuanchao couldn't help but frown. It was still not information-based enough, and too much time was wasted.

After much thought, Chen Yuanchao suddenly realized that the decapitation team should also be equipped with pagers, and then the mass mailing function could be used to send commands. This would be simple and quick, and could reduce the time to within one minute.

It's all the boss's fault for not valuing pagers enough. The boss sets an example for everyone. Thinking about this, Chen Yuanchao couldn't help but laugh. Since joining Umbrella, he has been exposed to so many cutting-edge things in the past few years. His thinking is completely different from when he was in China. He is more active and open-minded.

Yes, it's still necessary to use it with a walkie-talkie. In case the signal is bad and someone doesn't receive it, it's essential to send a confirmation message using the walkie-talkie.

Five minutes passed quickly as he summarized the operation.

……

An underground casino.

Before the light troop carrier had even come to a complete stop, the door was pulled open, revealing the dark barrel of the Type 56 assault rifle.

Nine men dressed in black combat uniforms, wearing tactical helmets, and carrying Type 56 assault rifles suddenly jumped down, scaring the surrounding people into scattering and fleeing.

Living in such a chaotic neighborhood, if you encounter a similar situation, you must leave and escape the scene, otherwise, 'killing the wrong person' is almost inevitable...

Before the two guards at the casino entrance could react, 'rat-a-tat-tat'...

Gunshots rang out, the man convulsed a few times, and then collapsed and died.

These underground gambling dens usually have bolts on both the inside and outside of their large iron gates, and they are guarded by people, so it is impossible to just rush in. Therefore, the decapitation team was also very decisive. They took out the prepared C4 and attached it. With a loud "BOOM!", the iron gate was blown open, and a team of people rushed into the smoke.

The people inside the casino were startled by the explosion and all turned to look at the entrance. They were stunned when they saw the person rushing out of the smoke.

But the members of the beheading squad didn't stand still. These gamblers could no longer be called human. Ah Jie could break his father's legs, let alone treat these strangers.

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

He rushed in and, without saying a word, fired a long burst of bullets into the crowd.

It wasn't about killing all the gamblers, but rather about calming them down so they wouldn't interfere with the mission.

Sure enough, after that indiscriminate barrage of shots, the gamblers instantly scurried under the gambling table, leaving the area suddenly empty.

The gambling tables are very thick and have excellent bulletproof capabilities.

No command was needed; the action plan had already been decided. One person was left to guard the door, while the rest split into two groups: one rushed to the second floor, and the other rushed to the back door.

Actually, it's a bit hard to tell what the target looks like, they all seem pretty much the same, but it doesn't matter, as long as they look similar, just kill them!
The boss made it very clear that as long as the poor are not killed, it doesn't matter how many of these scum of society die.

"Da da"

"Da da"

"Bang bang bang..."

Gunfire soon broke out from the second floor and the back door. In the chaos, the gangs were unable to mobilize many people, and the counterattacks were sparse and chaotic.

"boom!"

This is a confined space. In order to end the battle as soon as possible, we threw a stun grenade in. The huge sound and flash made the people inside unable to stand up and instantly incapacitated them.

The team members slipped inside, lowered their guns, and opened fire.

With overwhelming combat skills and superior equipment, this kind of gang has no ability to resist regular troops; it's simply a matter of slaughter.

……

Bars and nightclubs.

The henchmen waiting to collect entrance fees saw the 'regular army' jumping down and instinctively ducked down, covering their heads. Bullets whizzed overhead, clanging against the walls.

The team members who jumped out of the car looked on with some surprise, but they didn't waste time and bullets on these small fry. The group of them rushed in.

The henchmen who collected the money turned and ran away as fast as they could. Resist? Not a chance!

They rushed into the nightclub, and the loud noise from the speakers masked the gunshots outside.

Without saying a word, the team members threw out three stun grenades. At this point, it was obviously impossible to clear the area with gunfire.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

Three loud explosions, the alcohol hit me, or maybe something else did, it didn't matter. I regained my physical senses, screamed, and collapsed to the ground clutching my head.

Clearance complete!

Two people were left to guard the door, one group rushed towards the main control bar, and the other group rushed into the basement.

They had all scouted the location beforehand. The entire way was cleared by stun grenades, and the explosions never stopped. After the explosions, the shockwaves would knock people over, and they wouldn't really be able to distinguish them carefully. There wasn't much time either. If anyone didn't look like a good person based on their clothes or appearance, they would just shoot them in the head!

As for whether there will be any accidental injuries, it doesn't matter. It's just a little hardship. It's a project worth hundreds of billions. What does it matter if a few insignificant people die?

Blind Spots

I Thought He Was a Drug Dealer

Go talk to the protectors.

We are all living life to the fullest.

The sudden, frenzied attack was clearly carried out by a regular army. Even some customers who might have been influential didn't dare to make a sound after recovering, fearing that a burst of bullets would kill them.

After clearing the private rooms on the second floor, we found that the target not only did not willingly surrender but also dared to fire a gun in resistance. For such vicious individuals, we simply switched to grenades to deal with them.

What kind of good person can you be with someone like that!
Blow them up and kill them!

Gambling dens, bars, nightclubs, bathhouses, KTVs, and even residential areas—more than 30 groups of people went on a killing spree in the empty embankment without any scruples!
It's true that Kongti is a slum, but that doesn't mean all areas are dilapidated. In fact, the poorer the area, the richer it is...

It's like the White House in the valley on the Myanmar-Thailand border.

The Kongtai district has many extremely luxurious entertainment venues that offer services that other districts cannot provide, such as... hospitals.

They would not hesitate to carry out decapitation operations in such places. All they needed to consider was whether the target was there. If so, they would kill!

Because of the extensive use of stun grenades, almost everyone in the airfield could hear the explosions, and gunfire and exchanges of fire rang out almost everywhere.

The sudden turmoil caused panic among many people, and their first reaction was to flee the scene and return to what they considered the safest place to hide. Most of the lucky ones succeeded, but the unlucky ones were just out of luck if they happened to run into the decapitation team whose target was not in the designated area.

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

Screams, gunfire, bloodshed...

Strangely, the Kongtai District Police Station did not receive many emergency calls. The officers on duty at the station listened with suspicion to the occasional explosions coming from afar. It was very strange!

Since few people called the police, there was no need to dispatch officers!
As for the gunshots and explosions, perhaps someone was setting off fireworks.

It's actually quite normal that no one called the police. The "protective umbrella" agents were so well-equipped that they looked more like a regular army than a regular soldier. The public genuinely believed it was an official operation, and since they were clearly targeting criminals, no one would call the police.

As for the criminals themselves, they had neither the time nor the courage to call the police. They also thought they were being targeted by the authorities, and all they could think about was how to escape.

Therefore, what you wear is really important!
People rely on clothes.

Wearing a leather jacket, jeans, and a gold chain, he looks like a gangster. Once you've risen to power, you have to wear a suit!
Chen Yuanchao didn't know how many casualties there were, and nobody cared. There was no need to worry about collecting the bodies. He fired his gun, confirmed that the target was dead, and then got into the car and left.

It wasn't until half an hour after the fire completely ceased that people in the vicinity realized this might not be an official operation, and the emergency hotline was overwhelmed with calls.

Meanwhile, after confirming that the 'murderer' had left, the police immediately dispatched officers, vowing to bring the murderer to justice.

Having the right attitude is one thing; being able to actually do it is another.

……

Bangkok City Hall, Mayor's Office.

Suppressing his anger, Ganzha waved his arms and growled in a low voice, "Are you crazy? I told you to crack down on those drug dealers, but I didn't tell you to go on a killing spree."

"Just tell me, have we cracked down on those criminals?" Wang Yaotang said nonchalantly, crossing his legs.

"You, you, do you know how many people you've killed? I'll tell you, 1283 people!" Ganzha roared.

"Oh, thank you for telling me. And then? Are you going to arrest me and bring me to justice?" Wang Yaotang asked with a smile.

"You!!" Ganzha's face flushed red. "I meant killing those organization leaders was enough, why are you killing people indiscriminately!"

"Bullshit! The top 10 gangs have over 600 core members. Do you think I'm going to arrest them all and identify them one by one?!"

"So you just opened fire on a crowd in the street?"

"If you're not a criminal, why are you running?" Wang Yaotang shrugged. "Why run if you haven't done anything wrong?"

"Well, some people go there to have fun!"

"Other nightclubs aren't fun? I own the biggest nightclub in Bangkok, what kind of fun can't I have? Why go to a place like the Khlong Tit area? Do I need to make myself clear?" Wang Yaotang sneered.

"Let me tell you straight, I gave the order!"

"Anyone who is being protected and quickly moves away should be opened fire!"

"Shoot any vehicle that suddenly accelerates and drives recklessly!"

"Shoot anyone who looks wary and panics as they try to run away!"

"The law has completely lost its effectiveness, so these people will always exist! Last night's theme was to clean up social ills, and the mission was to kill, kill, kill!"

“There are hundreds of billions or even more real estate projects, with hundreds or thousands of companies of all sizes involved. Everyone wants a piece of the pie. I don’t have the time or energy to keep an eye on things all day. All I can do is give them enough deterrence and tell everyone that anyone who dares to block my way is just waiting to die!”

Ganzha was so angry he laughed. The law had indeed failed him; otherwise, how could you dare to kill so recklessly!
Of course, he only dared to say this in his heart. The project was already underway, and so many powerful figures and companies had already gotten involved. Anyone who dared to stand in his way would be crushed, including him, the mayor.

Seeing that Gan Zha Na remained silent, Wang Yaotang's tone softened, "I don't understand. They were all scum of society who died, and you're getting angry with me for their sake. What, did you get paid?"

"Bullshit! How could I possibly take their money!"

"Then I don't understand."

"Too many people have died, do you understand? The hospital morgue is overflowing. Look outside, there are media people everywhere. How am I supposed to face them?"

"If it can't fit, just throw it into the Chao Phraya River. As for the media, it's very simple."

"Simple?"

"What happened last night?" Wang Yaotang asked in return.

Gan Zha was taken aback, his brows slowly furrowing. He didn't think Wang Yaotang was joking, so...

Gunfight? Firefight? Massacre?

Wang Yaotang snapped his fingers, sat up straight, and said solemnly, "According to the investigation, due to the joint efforts of the three countries, the destruction of the border drug lord Zhang Qifu has dealt a devastating blow to the drug-related industries entrenched in the Golden Triangle. Consequently, the downstream drug industry has shrunk significantly. Many criminals who used to operate in the Golden Triangle have moved south to Bangkok. At the same time, due to the destruction of the Golden Triangle, the income of gangs that previously relied on this industry chain has decreased significantly. In order to explore more income channels, these gangs have colluded with each other, resulting in a large-scale shootout last night."

"Due to the large number of gangs involved, coupled with the significant increase in firepower brought about by the recent addition of many border drug traffickers, the scale of the firefight eventually spiraled out of control, resulting in heavy casualties!"

"This is a huge test for Bangkok's security efforts, but our city government and police department are fearless. In order to further eradicate the drug trafficking chain and crack down on criminal organizations, we will..."

"Khlong Tit is a cancer on Bangkok and must be eradicated. The way to eradicate it is not just to crack down on organized crime, but also to transform and develop it through economic means, so that Khlong Tit can get rid of the soil of poverty. Naturally, there will be no soil for evil to breed!"

Wang Yaotang didn't continue, as Gan Zha's men were more familiar with these clichés than he was.

Gan Zha looked at Wang Yaotang with a strange expression. He suspected that this was something he had planned in advance, which was why he dared to do something like this, which involved a massacre.

What does it mean to be professional?
His words turned a bad thing into a good thing, and the development of the Kongdi area suddenly became urgent. Anyone who dared to raise objections must be colluding with criminal organizations!

"Hmm, it can be used to strike at the opponent..." Gan Zha thought with a gloomy expression.

"Is everything alright? I'm leaving. Really, an official needs to learn to be flexible." Wang Yaotang shook his head, got up, and left. (End of Chapter)