Chapter 640: Chapter 289: Dead End
Zhao Bai looked at the backpack in his hand and couldn’t help but be curious, "What’s in there that makes it worth the risk?"
"Fraud materials and black money accounts of the Jinyuan Group."
As soon as Gu Ji said this,
the most surprised wasn’t Zhao Bai, but Wa Xueming.
Wa Xueming stared stiffly at the backpack in Gu Ji’s hand, his eyes flickered, and finally, he looked surprisingly at Gu Ji’s profile.
At this moment, he finally realized why the voice of the person in front of him was so familiar.
Because the person in front of him was the same Xia Kingdom police officer he met at the funeral while negotiating cooperation with the Yijuan Association in Japan!
"Is it really such a coincidence in this world..."
Wa Xueming knew well that the successful investigation in Japan couldn’t have happened without the support of 7472 from behind the scenes, and later Jian Na vaguely hinted that there seemed to be a person from 7472 in the Xia Kingdom police.
Could it be this "Gu Ji" in front of him?
"Da-da-da..."
"Huh... Gu Ji, a large number of militia were discovered below the hillside!" Gunfire suddenly erupted, and Wu Kang, who was responsible for rear security, interrupted Wa Xueming’s deep thought.
He also felt that the voice of the person in front of him was somewhat familiar.
Listening carefully, it seemed that there were three or four police officers in this team who had participated in that funeral. Would 7472 really be foolish enough to plant so many people in a special police team?
It seems unlikely...
Thinking about Jian Na’s mother and the kidnapped tourists on this mission, they all seemed to be from Wu Province. So, it’s indeed legitimate that Wu Province dispatched the Dragon and Tiger Assault Team twice for missions.
Maybe I’m overthinking.
"Let’s use that open area up ahead!" Upon reaching the evacuation point, Gu Ji immediately stopped, raised his rifle, and began tactical flashlight double-clicking.
In such a pitch-black forest, the high-power flashlight was akin to a signal light.
Soon, the Myanmar helicopter locked onto the position and began to hover downward, but at this time, the militia and mercenaries from below the hillside also caught up.
Wu Kang, Zhou Yang, and Zhao Hua had already engaged in a firefight with the enemies.
"The enemy has caught up, Gu Ji, what do we do?"
"First, get Bai Maoliang, the wounded, and the civilians on the helicopter, quickly!"
After a brief thought, Gu Ji made an immediate decision, prioritizing the mission. They had come to the old town for the hostages and Bai Maoliang and couldn’t let Bai Maoliang fall back into the hands of the Bai Family, as that would mean all efforts were in vain.
The W-3 helicopter is a multi-purpose military helicopter developed by Poland’s PZL Aviation Manufacturing on the basis of the Mi-2, with a larger cabin space than the Mi-2. It was originally planned to replace all Mi-2s, but only about 150 were produced, most of which were sold to the Philippines, Myanmar, etc.
As the wounded were helped one by one into the cabin,
when the Yunnan Province Anti-Drug Headquarters and Myanmar Police Force stepped inside, suddenly, a few stray bullets swept over, hitting the cabin door, and a policeman was instantly hit in the back by the bulletproof plate, falling to the ground on the spot.
"Everyone! This is W-31, the fuselage is under attack, we must evacuate immediately!"
As soon as the voice of the Myanmar helicopter pilot rang out through the tactical headset, the next second, the helicopter’s rotor began accelerating, and the fuselage gradually lifted off.
"Wait for me! We haven’t boarded yet!"
"Hold on! Hey!"
Everyone looked back, watching the helicopter ascending constantly, each with a deathly pale face, as if the last hope for their survival had been extinguished in their hearts.
The helicopter climbed over the hillside, braving machine-gun fire, and quickly fled to the north.
"Damn it! The Myanmar side is so cowardly! Half of the people haven’t gotten on, are they forcing us to the brink?" Gao Bo couldn’t help but curse.
"The Myanmar helicopter can’t fire shots. In this scene, it’s only a live target, a single shell could bring it down; they certainly wouldn’t let a military helicopter worth millions of US Dollars be ruined here!"
To some extent, Gu Ji could understand.
"What do we do now?" Wu Kang fired two shots, turning to look at him.
Gu Ji took a deep breath, glancing around at everyone on the scene.
The entire Dragon Tiger Assault Team Three, Zhao Bai, Chaojun, Wa Xueming, Pan Xinli, plus four people from the Yunnan and Myanmar police, including Min Suri, totaled 15 people.
Fifteen people, facing the encirclement of over a hundred militias from the Bai Family Border Defense Camp.
And not to mention, there were mercenaries with more military power.
What could they use to resist?
For a moment, Zhao Bai instinctively sighed, knowing they were now at the end of the road.
But seeing these young elite police officers like Gu Ji, he couldn’t help but feel heartache, so he took a deep breath and resolvedly said, "Gu Ji, you Dragon Tiger Assault Team go first, Chaojun and I will stay behind."
"Mr. Zhao, it hasn’t come to that yet."
Gu Ji suddenly spoke, causing everyone to pause, "I have one more backup retreat plan! However, it’s extremely risky. Are you still willing to trust me?"
