"We are here now, so of course we have our own reasons, and we will give an explanation to the public afterwards. There is no need for you, Sir Zhao, to yell here for fear that others will not know."

"How dare you talk to me like this? Do you know who I am?"

The middle-aged man heard the harsh words and became furious.

Sir Li was not afraid at all. He was very angry about the fact that the Security Bureau allowed two teams from the Sheung Shui Crime Unit to die in the line of duty for merit, and he had long hated them.

After hearing the question, Sir Li crossed his arms and said calmly:

"Sir Zhao just introduced me, the leader of G4. So what? G4 is G4, Feihu is Feihu, we are two departments. Does Sir Zhao still have the right to order us Feihu to do things?"

The middle-aged man was so angry that he had no choice but to change the subject:

"You...Okay, I just want to ask you now, when will your flying tigers be dispatched?"

"When we Feihu will go out, we will naturally have our arrangements, so Sir Zhao doesn't have to worry too much."

Sir Li said nothing, ignored the middle-aged man, turned around and walked into the command vehicle belonging to the Flying Tigers.

The middle-aged man had a bad experience with Sir Li and was in a very unhappy mood. He happened to see a policeman wearing the uniform of a senior superintendent not far away.

The middle-aged man immediately rushed over and asked:

"What department are you in? What's your name?"

"kindness?"

This senior superintendent is not just a simple person. He is the deputy uniformed corps of the Military Uniformed Corps and the Hong Kong Comprehensive City Military Uniform UB. Most of them are under his jurisdiction.

After hearing the question, the senior superintendent did not realize who the other party was and said politely:

"My surname is Wang, and I belong to UB. Who are you?"

"Zhao Haitao of the G4 Corps of the Security Bureau."

The middle-aged man took out his ID again and proudly introduced himself.

Then, the middle-aged man asked like a superior:

"Let me ask you, when will your police take action? Why haven't you taken action yet? When will your UB take action?"

"Operation UB?"

Upon hearing this, Sir Wang looked at the other party as if he were a "two fool", his tone became less polite, and he said coldly:

"If Sir Zhao is not familiar with the structure of our police department, go back and find out more about it. I have never heard of UB being on the front line in such a major case. I have been a police officer for 30 years."

"What did you say?"

The middle-aged man's anger welled up in his heart again, and he was about to scold the other party.

At this time, a young agent from the Security Bureau quickly grabbed the middle-aged man and whispered awkwardly:

"Headquarters, UB is a patrol officer!"

"So what about patrol police? Patrol..."

The middle-aged man was still angry, but after half a sentence, he couldn't continue.

Yes, the Hong Kong Comprehensive City Uniformed Police is actually a common name among the people. If we really need to break it down, it can be roughly divided into four parts.

The first is the traffic police. They wear uniforms and ride iron horses to work. They are highly recognizable and can be recognized at a glance.

The second is the mobile unit, also known as the PTU, which usually patrols in different areas, waits for orders, and can handle other incidents across areas at any time, so its combat effectiveness is not weak.

The third is the stormtrooper EU, or also called the emergency response team. As the name suggests, the first to arrive at the scene for support are often stormtroopers who drive large vehicles and have good equipment.

The fourth is the patrol officer UB, which is also the lowest-level policeman. In the new world, it is equivalent to the patrol policeman in the district.

All fools know that the work that UB is responsible for is usually to set up a cordon, assist in handling the scene, and appease the public.

Nowadays, a middle-aged man who doesn't know why, goes to ask the UB boss when he will rush in and fight with the terrorists. Isn't this nonsense?

The middle-aged man was depressed at this time. He couldn't command the Flying Tigers who should be on the front line. He couldn't find the senior officials of other teams and didn't know them. He finally found one, and he turned out to be a UB boss. It was useless at all.

No.

Of course, he was depressed, so there was nothing he could do about it. After calming down, the middle-aged man casually pulled over a passing police officer and asked:

"Who is your commander here? Take me to see him immediately!"

"Commander? It seems to be Sir Li from Wan Chai, but I heard that the two division chiefs are also here."

The police officer who was pulled away responded reflexively.

"The higher the level, the better!"

When he heard that the directors had arrived, the middle-aged man was overjoyed and emphasized:

"Take me there quickly."

But the police officer’s answer was strange. The police officer looked helpless and said:

"I don't know where Sir Li and the director are. They gave orders through walkie-talkies."

"Fuck you, uncle, how can you solve such an important case with the police and still control it remotely?"

The middle-aged man's mentality was completely broken and he felt like he was going to explode.

Compared with the mustache of the Security Bureau who was angry and had no place to vent his anger, the director was in a very good mood at this time.

Ever since the terrorist signals invaded TVB and openly screamed on TV, the pressure on the director has been described as "unprecedented".

Pressure from all parties, and calls from bosses from many departments in the Hong Kong Comprehensive City to reprimand him all gave the director a huge headache.

Fortunately, after driving to the scene, the situation turned around and everything developed for the better.

When the Director arrived in Wan Chai, he, like the Deputy Director of Operations, was immediately warmly received by Wan Chai's senior management and led to the rooftop of an old apartment building.

When the director understood the situation clearly, he was overjoyed. He did not expect how well Lei Yaoyang would handle such a sudden and major case. Not only did he maintain a calm layout and let the police deliberately gather in the next street, which made the terrorists less vigilant, but also

He personally led the team and actually sneaked into the school to save people.

The most unexpected thing for the director is that in the face of the clamor of terrorists in the media, Lei Yaoyang came up with novel ideas and played the game of "repay the enemy in the same way."

Many TV stations are now reporting on the case at the scene, and according to the long shot, the rescue team led by Lei Yaoyang has successfully taken down the third floor and rescued more than a hundred students.

Standing on the rooftop, the director looked excited. Together with the deputy director of operations, Li Zhilong, Fang Jiexia and others, they stared closely at the camera monitor.

When he saw Lei Yaoyang and others appearing on the sixth floor, the director wanted to cheer twice to release his pressure.

Of course, cheering was too cheap and the director couldn't do it yet, but at this time he was not idle and asked seriously:

"Sir Li, did Sir Lei say how they will come out soon?"

"Li Zhilong is a little embarrassed about this, because he doesn't know the plan and can't give an answer.

Fortunately, Fang Jiexia was on the side and quickly replied:

"Director, our director told me that they will withdraw from the air-raid shelter they sneaked in, mainly to get the hostages out safely first!"

"Yes, the most important thing is the hostages. Now the entire school is surrounded by our police. The terrorists have trouble flying. We can slowly eliminate them."

The director praised, very satisfied with this statement, and quickly ordered:

"Sir Li, where does the exit of the air-raid shelter lead to? How is the police force there?"

Li Zhilong knew this and answered immediately:

"The exit is a sewer. Once you get out of the sewer, you can see our police. Don't worry, Director. After discussing with Sir Lei, we have already deployed three assault vehicles and a team of PTUs there. As long as the hostages come out, we will

The safety of the hostages can be completely guaranteed.”

"Too few, how can this police force be enough!"

The director was dissatisfied upon hearing this. He waved his hand and ordered:

"Send more manpower, notify the Flying Tigers and mobilize a team to go there, and ask the Stormtroopers to arrange four more teams."

"Also, don't let them wait outside the tunnel. Let them all go into the sewer. As soon as you see the hostages entering the air-raid shelter, rescue them immediately."

"Yes, sir, I will arrange it right away."

Li Zhilong didn't dare to talk too much. He immediately responded to the order, took the walkie-talkie, and went to the side.

The reporters listened to the director's instructions and all raised their fingers in their hearts:

"This is the benevolence of a benevolent person, caring so much about the safety of the hostages!!"

Of course, before they realized it, the director was already thinking about rescuing all the hostages, and the case was considered perfect.

As for the terrorists, we can slowly eliminate them.

Even if the annihilation is not complete, the director will be fine, but if there is a large-scale death of hostages, with his status, he will not be able to withstand the parents who are "like wolves and tigers" outside.

Li Zhilong quickly issued the order through the walkie-talkie, and also received a message. He quickly walked to the director and deputy director of operations and whispered:

"Director, the guy below said that people from G4 of the Security Bureau are looking for you everywhere. Do you need someone to bring them up?"

"Security Bureau!"

Upon hearing these three words, the director frowned and waved his hands angrily:

"Don't worry about them, these bastards, they are responsible for this."
To be continued...