Hong Kong variety show: Starting from Cold War 1994

Chapter 68 Mickey, Tom, Batman?? (Third update, please subscribe)

Shen Shaofeng opened the door and got out of the car, carefully examining the appearance of "Stone".

High brow bones, a straight nose, tightly pursed lips, and sharp eyes.

Codename Stone, English name Michael, Shen Shaofeng knew in his heart: if there were no surprises, this person was Stone Michael, the future commander of the Flying Tigers.

At just over twenty years old, he has already been taken under Cai Yuanqi's wing and is secretly handling this kind of "professional business".

"0 marks, Shen Shaofeng." Shen Shaofeng didn't reveal anything and shook hands with him.

The opponent's tactical gloves felt heavy to the touch.

"Thank you all for coming to help. Time is of the essence, let's begin."

Seeing that the team members did not react, Shen Shaofeng took out the hand-drawn map he had taken some time to draw and spread it out on the hood of the Nissan sedan.

Stone took out a tactical flashlight and bent down to examine it.

Five team members silently surrounded him from behind; three were focused on studying the map, while two kept watch outwards, their roles clearly defined.

"Target: Changlong Auto Repair Shop, three kilometers away," Shen Shaofeng began.

The target building structure consists of three parts: a front area, workshops, factory buildings, and offices, with an area of ​​approximately 10,000 to 12,000 square meters.

"The central area is a warehouse, constructed of corrugated iron, about 6,000 square feet, with the roller shutter door half-open; the rear area is a shack living area, with three or four simple prefabricated houses —"

Shi Tou examined the situation closely. He looked up at Shen Shaofeng and asked, "What are the numbers and distribution of the target personnel?"

Shen Shaofeng continued, "Based on my monitoring, I've confirmed at least six targets. Two in the warehouse, three in the shed, and one more is patrolling the perimeter."

"According to Interpol intelligence, the target is suspected to be an international criminal with a military training background, possessing automatic weapons, and the possibility of possessing explosives cannot be ruled out."

After a pause, Shen Shaofeng added, "In addition, there are two or three individuals outside the target area. Preliminary analysis suggests they are employees of a car repair shop and are suspected to be members of a local triad. In the actual operation, lethal force should not be used unless absolutely necessary."

Whether they survive or not depends on the fate of He Zhenxiong and the mechanics. After all, they got involved with these outsiders.

Stone tapped his finger a few times on several key locations, including the factory building, warehouse gates, and sheds: "Sir Shen, are you clear about the structural strength of the buildings and the materials used for the doors and windows?"

This kind of intelligence cannot be obtained through long-distance monitoring alone. Fortunately, He Guozheng had previously disguised himself as a customer who needed car repairs to enter the factory.

Shen Shaofeng immediately replied, "The factory building is made of reinforced concrete, and the security grilles are badly rusted from being exposed to wind and sun."

"The warehouse is made of sheet metal, and the iron door is 3 to 5 millimeters thick, probably with a regular floor lock; as for the shed, it's made of composite plywood, and the back window is a plastic sliding window, but thick curtains are hung on it —"

"Weaponry status?"

"It's unclear, but according to intelligence, when the bandits smuggled themselves into Hong Kong, they were carrying long, rectangular canvas bags on their shoulders and black travel bags in their hands. Based on the shape and length, we initially suspect they possess AK rifles, UZI submachine guns, Remington shotguns, etc."

"In addition, during my surveillance, I saw the target moving wooden crates. Judging from the way they were being moved, they could be ammunition or explosives."

These are all factors that the team must consider when designing specific actions, and Shen Shaofeng dared not speak carelessly about them.

He simply combined Tai's account with his memories of watching "High Risk" in his previous life and told Stone his speculation.

Stone nodded and looked at a team member behind him: "Mickey, what is the effective range of our thermal imaging monitoring equipment?"

The member codenamed Mickey took a black handheld device out of his backpack.

Shen Shaofeng immediately recognized it as a night vision thermal imager, which was considered top-of-the-line equipment in 1995.

"Head, the effective range is only three hundred meters, and it must be in an open area."

Mickey patted the night vision goggles: "To see the specific heat source distribution, you have to get close to the target building. If the target is inside a concrete building, you can only detect the area near the window."

Stone looked at Shen Shaofeng again: "Shen Sir, according to instructions from higher command, you are the commander of the operation. What are the specific instructions?"

Shen Shaofeng's consistent principle is to leave professional matters to professionals. He held up his right index finger: "I only have two requirements. Among the target individuals, there is a tall man with long black hair who must be captured alive."

"Also, if we encounter someone with slicked-back hair, they might be the team leader, so we should capture them alive."

"You, Stone, will be in charge of the specific arrangements for the operation."

He was referring to Sangbang, who had shown up when he smuggled himself in, and the doctor, who had not shown up at all.

"Understood, Inspector Shen."

Stone didn't refuse and began assigning tasks: "Mickey, you take one person and infiltrate from the northeast corner to establish an observation point and confirm the real-time distribution of personnel inside; Tom, you take Batman to eliminate the outer sentries and then take control of the factory."

He held up three fingers: "The operation is divided into three phases. Phase one, Mickey and his partner infiltrate and establish an observation point, while Tom and Batman eliminate the sentries; Phase two, we approach the assault position based on the observation intelligence; Phase three, a simultaneous assault on the shed and factory—"

"Shen Sir, you'll be working with me, in charge of target identification."

Shen Shaofeng was internally ranting: Why is it only Mickey, Tom, and Batman? Are you looking down on Minnie, Jerry, and Superman?

"No problem." Shen Shaofeng nodded.

"Also, we need to be careful inside the target building. Because it's cluttered with car parts, tires, and other debris, the terrain is complicated. We must prevent the target from escaping through the back door in the chaos."

Shi Tou glanced at Shen Shaofeng, a look of approval flashing in his eyes.

The fact that he could notice so many details during surveillance shows that this zero-demerit inspector is no ordinary person; no wonder his boss entrusted him with such an important operation.

"Did you hear me? Once you've broken in, immediately secure the target's escape routes."

"Understood, boss," the group replied in deep voices.

"Sir Shen, is there anything else to add?"

"No more for now."

Stone glanced at his watch: "It's 23:35 now. Mickey, you guys set off in three minutes. Once you arrive at the observation point, confirm the situation inside and then report back. We'll depart in ten minutes. Now, everyone synchronize your time."

Including Shen Shaofeng, all seven people raised their wrists at the same time, adjusting their watches to be synchronized.

"Check your equipment. We'll be departing in three minutes."

"Sir Shen, here is your equipment."

Shi Tou took out a headset, a pair of night vision goggles, a bulletproof tactical vest, an MP5 and a Glock 17, as well as spare ammunition from the van, and handed them to Shen Shaofeng.

Shen Shaofeng handed the car keys to Mickey, and then, with Stone's help, put on the equipment one by one.

Mickey and several other members of the advance team set off in Shen Shaofeng's black Nissan, ten minutes later.

Shi Tou and Shen Shaofeng got into the van. Shi Tou glanced at his watch and ordered, "Let's go."

At the same time, the police headquarters' office area was closed.

The building was brightly lit late at night.

He Guozheng pushed open the door and stepped into the large office area of ​​Group B, where more than ten people had already gathered.

"Roy!"

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"Roy, where's Shaofeng?"

Almost all the core members of teams B1-1 and B1-2 were present.

Senior Inspector Yang Bier (B1-1) was checking the equipment list, while Sergeant Shi, Constable Fang Guoping, and Zhang Yao, among others, were smoking with serious expressions.

Sergeant B1-2 Wang Zhicong and Lin Yongtai, along with Constable Si Tu Wen'an, were talking in hushed tones, while Ye Hui, Chen Guangbiao, Zeng Jinghang, and Peng Yingqi were eating a late-night snack to replenish their energy.

"I just received a notification from Shaofeng that there is an emergency operation. Everyone, please assemble at the parking lot in ten minutes and head to the New Territories North."

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"What operation?" everyone asked in unison.

He Guozheng shook his head: "I can only tell you for now that the target is very dangerous, so we must be on high alert."

The group exchanged glances but didn't ask any further questions. Even Yang Bier, the senior inspector and commander of B1-1, believed that Shen Shaofeng wouldn't harm his own people.

Just then, the wooden door to the office area was pushed open, and Chief Inspector Wan Hei-wah strode in.

She was wearing a black women's suit, her hair was neatly styled, and she had a serious expression.

"Madam!"

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Wan Xihua waved her hand slightly and walked to the center of the office area: "I have approved your permission to go to the armory to collect MP5 submachine guns and bulletproof vests, and to carry spare ammunition to support Shaofeng's operation."

"Hand over your communication equipment and depart immediately after receiving it."

As a top-tier department that frequently faces heavily armed and ruthless criminals, 0th Division can certainly be equipped with heavy weaponry for public operations, as long as it is approved by her.

"Yes, Madam!" Everyone responded in unison, putting their phones, CaII machines, and other items on their desks before turning and rushing out of the office, heading straight for the gun room.

He Guozheng was at the back and was about to leave when Wan Xihua called him back.

"Roy."

"Madam?"

Wan Xihua asked in a low voice, "What exactly is Shaofeng up to?"

She was urgently recalled from home by a phone call from Li Wenbin, the supervisor of the 0th Division, and had no idea about Shen Shaofeng's current situation.

This loser hasn't shown up in the office for days and hasn't reported to me. Does he even respect me as his boss?

He Guozheng knew Wan Xihua's personality well and knew she had reservations about Shen Shaofeng. He quickly came up with a plan: "Uh, I don't know the specifics, but Madam, you know Shaofeng's abilities—"

Wan Xihua had no objection and nodded.

"The fact that he made such a big fuss proves he's very confident this time, so both of our teams trust him. Hmm—"

So Madam, you can rest assured.

He Guozheng's words were clearly meant to defend Shen Shaofeng, and Wan Xihua knew it all too well. She pondered for a moment, then waved her hand.

"Go ahead, be careful, and have Shaofeng write me a detailed report after he completes the task!"

"Yes, Madam!"

Watching He Guozheng run away, Wan Xihua gave a self-deprecating smile.

Roy's words make sense. Since this subordinate can make great contributions, and he can get credit for the leadership just by sitting in the office, why bother to care too much?

0:36 a.m., Changlong Auto Repair Shop.

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Mickey lay prone in the weeds, holding up the night vision thermal imaging device.

The screen displays a blurred distribution of heat sources within the building.

"Boss, all set," Mickey whispered into his headset.

"There are three heat sources inside the factory, near the windows; two in the warehouse, one at the entrance and one inside; and three heat sources in the shed, two near the windows and one in the northeast corner inside. The outer sentries have been cleared, and there are no other guards."

"Roger that. We have reached the west wall and are approaching."

Outside the west wall, Shi Tou, Shen Shaofeng, and two other team members moved silently along the wall in the darkness.

"We're still twenty meters from the shed," Shi Tou whispered to Shen Shaofeng, while gesturing for his team to prepare breaching tools.

Shen Shaofeng nodded, gripping the MP5 tightly in his hand.

This thing is much more reliable than .38.

Stone held up three fingers and began the countdown.

Three, two, one!

"action!"

Almost simultaneously, Shi Tou, along with Shen Shaofeng and a teammate, rushed towards the back door of the shed—