Chapter 696: The Snakehead Gang Besieged
Seeing Davis’s shocked expression, Liu Yutong stepped forward from behind and said, “Officer, I only made some minor preparations to ensure my people’s safety.”
“You call this ‘minor preparations’?”
Davis pointed at the absurdly thick armor plate on Chu Yang’s chest and exclaimed, “Level IV body armor, and that helmet—is that OPS-COre? The kind with omnidirectional noise-canceling comms and augmented reality displays? Our precinct doesn’t even have this stuff. The SWAT team only has a few of them, and now you’ve got one for each person. You call this just a little preparation?”
Yun Cheng twisted the knife: “Our Young Mistress said saving lives comes first—money is no object.”
“This isn’t about money!”
Davis was practically losing his mind: “With your gear, you could go to the neighboring country and hunt drug lords!”
Chu Yang stepped up and patted Davis on the shoulder consolingly. “Detective, relax. So our gear is a bit better than yours. No need to get so worked up about it.”
“I’m not worked up—I just want to know why I never get a boss this good!”
Liu Yutong smiled faintly. “You want it? If you do, there’s another set in this case. A gift—no, a donation to your police department.”
“A gift for me—no, a donation for me?”
Davis’s expression instantly turned serious. “Miss Liu, this doesn’t quite follow protocol. Our police force has strict discipline. We can’t just accept equipment donations from private individuals…”
Even as he spoke, he couldn’t help but glance at the pristine gear in the case. His tone shifted: “However, Miss Liu’s enthusiastic support for our law enforcement work, proactively providing necessary equipment to help the police rescue victims and combat crime more safely and effectively… this spirit of international law enforcement cooperation is truly admirable! In that case, I won’t decline.”
As if afraid Liu Yutong might change her mind, he immediately began changing into the gear.
In a situation where a firefight could break out any moment, better equipment meant a higher chance of survival. He’d be a fool not to use it!
After suiting up, Davis looked down at his own high-end gear, now matching the black-clad group. He visibly brightened, his earlier resentment evaporating.
“The operation plan remains unchanged. We’ll take the lead; you provide support in the designated zones. Only fire across the perimeter if absolutely necessary.”
“OK!” Chu Yang nodded.
After giving his instructions, Davis marched off proudly with Chu Yang toward the front lines.
Yun Cheng and his team also prepared to move out according to plan. Perhaps because it was their first time wearing such heavy combat gear, everyone felt a bit uncomfortable. Someone couldn’t help but complain:
“Brother Yun, this vest doesn’t breathe too well… it’s a bit stuffy.”
“Bear with it. The Young Mistress said life matters more than comfort. Would you rather be cool with a bullet in you, or alive and a bit stuffy?”
“Well… actually, being a bit stuffy is just fine…”
…
Outside the cannery, after several failed attempts at negotiation, the police decisively launched their operation.
Dozens of heavily armed officers formed up and assaulted the cannery’s main building.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
From the second-floor windows, gunfire erupted in response, spraying wildly to stop the police advance.
Inside, Snakehead Gang leader Wang Hai was cursing out his men.
“What the fuck! How did the cops find this hideout? And those goddamn reporters! Who brought them here!”
Through the windows, they could see at least four or five media broadcast vans parked outside.
A pockmarked underling asked fearfully, “Boss, what now? Kill the hostages?”
“Kill your mother!”
Wang Hai slapped him across the face. “You see those reporters? You want all of America to know we massacred twenty civilians? How the fuck would we be any different from terrorists?”
“Then… then surrender?”
“Surrender means life in prison. You think what we’ve done gets you a few years?”
Wang Hai scratched his head in frustration, then suddenly remembered. “Where’s Boss Zhao? Didn’t he say he’d come tonight? Get him to send backup!”
“Boss Zhao just called. Said circumstances have changed. We’re to handle it ourselves.”
“Fuck! That bastard! He must have known the cops were coming and took off!” Wang Hai gnashed his teeth in rage.
Just then, another announcement came from outside.
“Listen up, everyone inside! You’re surrounded! Release the hostages immediately, drop your weapons, and exit the building with your hands on your heads!”
Wang Hai was completely trapped in a dilemma. He hadn’t heard a single warning before his own stronghold was surrounded.
It meant there was a rat among them.
Of course, now wasn’t the time to find the rat—it was time to carve out an escape route.
At this thought, a ruthless glint flashed in Wang Hai’s eyes.
“Brothers, herd all those hostages to the west warehouse entrance. Use them to block the door, stop the cops! Pick one out and draw some blood—warn those cops outside not to make any rash moves.”
“Everyone else, retreat with me through the east side!”
“As for that bastard Zhao Weixiang, once I get out of here, I’ll settle accounts with him!”
The thugs immediately began herding the piglets toward the west warehouse at gunpoint.
Among them, a blond youth with gauze still wrapped around his head looked more miserable than if he were crying.
This was Ah Wei, the one who had shouted “Long live freedom!” on the beach not long ago.
He was now completely questioning his life choices.
First, he was beaten by a group of black men and hospitalized, racking up over fifty thousand dollars in medical bills. Then, while eating a hamburger on the street, he was tased by police who mistook him for a gang member. After finally making bail, he discovered his benefactor was actually a gang specializing in gray-market operations…
He truly felt like a rag being wrung out by fate again and again—used up, then tossed aside. So unlucky, so tragic!
Just as he was losing hope, he suddenly heard voices speaking the language of Dragon Country outside. His eyes lit up.
Dragon Country reporters! The voice of his homeland!
Ah Wei’s eyes welled with tears.
In this moment, all that talk of freedom, of opportunity, was complete bullshit!
His homeland was where it was at!
“Officers! Reporters! I’m from Dragon Country! I’m a citizen of Dragon Country! Come save me!”
This shout startled the piglets around him and caught the attention of the Snakehead Gang members.
“What the fuck are you shouting about!” One gang member smashed him with a rifle butt.
This time, Ah Wei seemed to have snapped. Or perhaps his mind was already semi-broken. Even after being struck, he kept shouting toward the outside.
“Help! I’m a citizen of Dragon Country! I’ve been illegally detained! These bastards are going to kill me! Motherland, save me! Waaah…”
He was speaking in the language of Dragon Country—his first time using it since coming to America.
The reporters outside the warehouse clearly heard him. Cameras immediately swung toward the source of the voice.
“Motherfucker, you’re asking for death!”
The gang member immediately raised his gun and fired at Ah Wei’s kidney.
Bang!
“Ahhhh!!!”
Ah Wei screamed like a slaughtered pig, clutching his waist with both hands.
“My kidney! My kidney!”
“I finally made it to America, and before I could start my new life, my kidney’s gone! Waaah…”
He was tough. After being shot, the Snakehead Gang members simply threw him outside the main gate.
Paramedics quickly loaded him onto a stretcher.
However, that shot by the Snakehead Gang had thoroughly enraged the police and all the reporters on the scene.
The police perimeter tightened rapidly, with various reinforcements rushing in…