Movie/TV series: Solving a robbery at the start, gaining proficiency with firearms.

Liang Feifan is now forty years old.

He had been in the position of senior inspector for over ten years and had long since lost hope of promotion.

He always adhered to:

I'd rather do nothing than make any decisions that might affect me.

His voice deepened: "I told you, I would contact the Flying Tigers to come and support you!"

"I'm talking about now!"

Wu Fusheng raised his voice: "The corridors in the building are narrow and the space is limited. We don't even have a bulletproof shield!"

If they were to encounter each other in the stairwell directly, the long spears opposite would be extremely lethal...

Before Wu Fusheng could finish speaking...

"PI21156, are you trying to disobey orders?!"

"Are you trying to pay with our men's lives?!"

"How were you trained at the police academy? The first rule upon entering the police academy is to obey orders!!"

"Your orders didn't consider the safety of the men at all; you were hesitant and indecisive!"

The two spoke to each other across a microphone, each saying their own thing.

"Shut up! I told you I would send people to support you!"

Leung Fei-fan adopted the authority of a senior inspector: "Disrespectful to superiors, maliciously slandering your superiors—do you even know which police regulations you've violated?!"

When it comes to police regulations, I'm definitely more familiar with them than he is, a probationary inspector.

Wu Fusheng had no interest in continuing the nonsense: "Fine, I'll apply myself!"

"You really think you're in charge of the Flying Tigers? You think you can just apply for it like that?!"

Liang Feifan snorted coldly and hung up the phone.

He has only one rule for being a boss:

Every instruction issued must be in one's own interest.

I never said I wouldn't help him contact the Flying Tigers.

It is hoped that the Flying Tigers can be sent to support them.

just wait.

He Wenzhan sighed and comforted him, "That's how all bosses are, sitting in air-conditioned offices. They want credit but are afraid of taking responsibility."

Everyone knows how pathetic Liang Feifan is.

That's why.

Everyone is very supportive of Wu Fusheng, the newly arrived trainee inspector.

"You should check the firearms first."

Wu Fusheng walked to the side, took out his private phone, and made a call.

The call was connected.

"Uncle, it's me, Ah Sheng."

"Ah Sheng, how many times have I told you, use your job title when you're at work!"

Chief Superintendent Wong Tat-wah of the West Kowloon District said, "Although you did very well at the police academy, the police force is a very complex place."

"I'd rather see how far I can adapt based on my own abilities without any halo."

According to Huang Dahua's idea.

Although he was a chief superintendent, it was only natural for him to take care of his nephew.

But what if the nephew himself is incompetent? What good would it do to elevate him to a high position that doesn't belong to him?

The police force is so corrupt, and his lack of competence is actually a bad thing for him.

and so.

He has always forbidden Wu Fusheng from publicly acknowledging their relationship.

Despite saying that, he still took the initiative to ask, "You're supposed to be on night duty today, what's wrong?"

"Is that so..."

Wu Fusheng gave a brief report on the situation: "I request that a Flying Tigers team be transferred to support the operation."

Wong Tat-wah is the Chief Superintendent in charge of operations.

As a branch of the operations management department, the Flying Tigers were naturally under his jurisdiction.

Huang Dahua readily agreed: "Location... I understand. Just wait, I'll instruct Senior Superintendent Huang Bingyao to make the arrangements."

The robbery on King's Road in North Point has caused such a big stir, and now another employee has died.

He would never let go of any suspicious clue.

What if we return empty-handed?

Not to mention his own nephew, of course he would offer his support immediately.

"A Flying Tigers squad has been dispatched to support us."

Wu Fusheng hung up the phone and returned: "Split into two groups and guard the entrance and exit until they come over."

He Wenzhan was somewhat surprised: "It's approved? Who did Inspector Wu contact?"

"Chief Inspector."

"Reporting to someone above your level is a major taboo; Inspector Liang will definitely target you then..."

"There's never a 100% guarantee when solving a case. Your life is your own; call for help if you can."

Wu Fusheng waved his hand casually and looked at the group of people holding guns: "Prepare for action."

The group got out of the car, walked down the alley, and walked along the street toward the building in front.

Just right.

The main entrance.

Two middle-aged men came out from inside, one of them carrying a crossbody bag.

The two were more than ten meters apart, both looking at each other.

Both sides stopped.

Wu Fusheng narrowed his eyes, his right hand reaching for the .38 pistol at his waist: "Don't touch the officers, hands up!"

The group members also began to be on guard.

opposite.

The middle-aged man had already unzipped his crossbody bag, pulled out an AK rifle, and cocked it to chamber a bullet.

With a rifle in hand, he raised his gun and fired.

"Wu Sir, watch out!" He Wenzhan warned.

Behind.

Wu Fusheng was a few steps faster, raising his .38 rifle first.

"Bang! Bang!"

The .38 caliber gun fired, its muzzle emitting blue smoke.

The two middle-aged men instantly developed bloody holes between their eyebrows.

All of them were headshots!

One of them collapsed to the ground after only managing to pull his rifle halfway out.

He Wenzhan was somewhat taken aback and looked at him in surprise.

I know that Inspector Wu, the probationary inspector, had good grades at the police academy.

did not expect.

His marksmanship is so good, so accurate?!

and..

Shoot him in the head.

When I was in police academy, the instructors didn't teach me like this...

"Everyone, be on alert! There should be two more people!" Wu Fusheng commanded.

The dispersed crowd, guns in hand, slowly moved forward.

At this time.

"You damn cop, die!"

"Da da da!"

Two people emerged from the building's perimeter wall.

They opened fire on the crowd with their rifles while simultaneously heading towards the car next to them.

All PTU members temporarily avoided direct confrontation.

Shotguns are ineffective at long range.

Fortunately, the advantage of having two spears was enough to barely manage to cope.

The two sides exchanged fire in the street.

Wu Fusheng and Wang Hui, who were at the very front, became the focus of the firepower.

They crouched low in the corner, having no chance to fire a shot.

The sound of bullet fragments flying everywhere filled my ears.

He Wenzhan, Shao Meiqi, and their group of men returned fire.

but.

The section between the two sides was an empty alley with no cover, making it impossible to advance.

The two robbers had already arrived at the car.

One person broke the car window, opened the door from the inside, and went inside to try to start the car.

One of them continued to hold his gun and fired at them to suppress them.

Bullets struck the bunker, scattering sparks and leaving holes.

"They're trying to escape!"

Maggie Siu fired two shots, her voice becoming more urgent.

Wu Fusheng looked at He Wenzhan opposite him: "Cover me!"

He Wenzhan took a deep breath, nodded, gripped his .38 rifle, fired two shots at the outside, and then quickly changed positions.

The rest of the men opened fire, instantly drawing the enemy's attention.

Wu Fusheng seized the opportunity, leaping out from the corner and falling to the ground.

He gripped the .38 rifle with both hands, pointing it forward, and repeatedly pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two gunshots rang out.

The robber responsible for suppressing fire had two bullet holes in his head and fell to the ground.

in the car.

The last robber had started the car.

He looked at Wu Fusheng, who had come into view, grabbed the rifle next to him, and was about to fire.

Wu Fusheng rolled on the ground and got up.

The .38 caliber rifle was pointed directly at him, and he fired repeatedly.

"Bang bang bang!"

He Wenzhan, Shao Meiqi, and the others all pointed their guns at the car and unleashed a hail of bullets.

The car was riddled with bullet holes, and blood splattered everywhere.