Chapter 302 He is scared

Time is the best antidote to all wounds

Time is also the best anti-inflammatory medicine to make people forget your past.

Klein has forgotten how he met Tausi at that time, and he has also forgotten how Tausi continued to support him in becoming one of the top five military operations companies in the United States.

Every year, Sunshine Security Consultants alone receives hundreds of millions of dollars in orders from the U.S. Department of Defense.

Although Central America and Africa are not as important as the Middle East, and their standard execution teams never exceed 50 people at a time, Klein is certain that the success rate of "decapitation" operations by the security operations team he manages can be as high as 70% in war.

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He remembers every safety action very deeply!

Klein considers himself a dirtbag, while Eric Prince, a second-generation rich man who graduated from the U.S. Military Academy in 1990, joined the service team of T&T just after leaving school, and later learned to fly airplanes.

Undersea salvage, he even relied on these to join the US Navy SEALs!

He met Eric Prince during a mission in the Middle East. He was responsible for escorting the DeLaurie Land Cruiser and establishing a repair station, and Eric Prince was a Navy SEAL.

Member of Group A of Commando Team 6!

He did not expect that the two parties would meet again in Hong Kong.

Eric Prince, who squinted his eyes, stood in a huge house and scanned the surrounding crowd with a telescope seriously: "They will definitely attack us on time at 0 o'clock tonight. You don't know what they are going to do."

How awesome!"

Soros replied noncommittally: "Yes, after all, I paid you a large service fee. If you can't provide me with good service, I believe you can't take away what originally belonged to them."

Order!"

The arrogance and cruelty on Soros's face are vividly displayed in Eric Prince.

But Eric Prince has no intention of getting angry at all, because only the rich and capitalists are the real consumer groups in the United States. If Soros can safely leave Hong Kong under his protection this time, it will prove that he has just

The established Blackwater Company must be no less than Taoxi’s security consulting company!

So when the next military action orders come, who can contract those orders is still a different matter.

"Okay, Mr. Soros, I hope you will follow my plan instead of standing here and causing me some trouble!"

Eric Prince, who put on a bulletproof vest, glanced at his watch, waved to the brothers behind him, and left, leaving Soros alone.

In order to better achieve his goals this time, Soros deliberately contracted the Panda Hotel in Hong Kong, which had just opened for less than four years.

That's right, all 1,026 rooms were contracted by him.

Looking at the architectural drawings of Hong Kong Pleasure Hotel, Klein couldn't help but groped his chin and muttered: "Did he deliberately set up this situation for us to get into?"

"Oh my god! This is a battlefield set up for us alone, and there are no damn slums around. I can definitely let these damn retired SEALs have a taste of our power!"

Klein looked at this old man who had retired from the SEALs for four years and couldn't help complaining: "You are Eric Prince's former teammate. If you hadn't saved my life in Somalia, I would definitely

I won’t take you to carry out this operation!”

"Klein, why have you become so timid?"

"Have you asked Boss for permission for our operation?"

Klein looked at the two core members behind him who were already fully armed and replied: "Hong Kong is still under British control. It is very easy for us to get permission to move, but the boss gave me a better suggestion."

"We just need to make these people realize who is the real king!"

"After all, his father, who serves as the conservative party whip, will not make Boss comfortable!"

When the people around him heard that the boss had better suggestions, they couldn't control their expressions and looked at the map in Klein's hand.

At the same time, an acquisition agreement for Hong Kong Yuelai Hotel was also sent to Klein!

After seeing the proof of acquisition, Klein pointed to the sky outside the window and couldn't help but smile at the old guys around him.

They must know that their boss is more cruel than they imagined. The Japanese shrine has been bombed twice. Who knows if the boss will give them a "military order" next time he is in a bad mood.

The boss always spends his own money to equip them with the best equipment to do this kind of thing. There are many such mysterious operations, such as stealing Indian boundary monuments and taking away cultural relics from the British Museum.

There are simply countless!

Klein and his group of caring action teams have taken a lot of action.

"Push to the street!"

"The General Administration asked us to close the team, why are you still bothering the people from Dongxing!"

A tall and thin policeman stood on the street with his hands on his hips and shouted at the policemen who were chasing a group of Junket Boys on the street.

Four police cars beeped their alarm bells

The Junket Operators crawling all over the floor were constantly being warned by several policemen holding rubber sticks. Not far away, there was a large group of people fleeing in all directions, trying to avoid the pursuit of the police.

The tall and thin policeman looked at everything in front of him with a painful look on his face. 97 immediately returned. Who knows what the mainland meant? They also took this opportunity to try to suppress these gang members and make them quiet.

However, the inexplicable attitude of the superiors and the increasingly arrogant attitude of this gang led them to make the call tonight.

But just when they were about to close the network, those damn ghost guys called and asked them to stop their actions and go to maintain law and order outside Hong Kong Yuelai Hotel!

After hanging up the phone, his first words were to curse angrily.

"idiot!"

The second sentence is

"Who would shoot in front of the Panda Hotel in Hong Kong? It is the most secure neighborhood in Hong Kong. There are even more than 50 security guards. Who dares!"

The third sentence is

"Close the team!"

"Let these people who are caught throw themselves into the street and surrender themselves to the police station. If I don't see them the next day, let them quickly buy their escape tickets."

Lu Zhenghao, who was sitting in the passenger seat of the police car, kept smoking cigarettes and looking at the environment near the Panda Hotel in Hong Kong.

He really couldn't imagine where those ghost guys got these tips from. This was a wealthy area in Hong Kong. Who could come here to cause trouble?

The nearby police cars alone are enough to give those thieves a drink, not to mention that it is less than 14 minutes away from the Flying Tigers' training base.

"Sir, what's going on!"

"We can't bear it any longer. We just arrested a lot of yard workers, and our overtime pay has already been wasted!"

Lu Zhenghao lowered his head and adjusted his belt. He stood less than 1 kilometer away from the Hong Kong Yuelai Hotel and began to set up a cordon.

His men came over to complain as soon as they finished their work.

Lu Zhenghao picked up his mobile phone and handed it to his subordinate. His subordinate was stunned when he saw the name in the message note on the mobile phone.

"Crime Unit!"

"Criminal Team!"

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"All the police superintendents in Hong Kong have called you. Sir, considering that I have been with you for so long, you might as well just treat me as asking for leave tonight!"

Lu Zhenghao snorted coldly: "Run? Are you sure you can run? Didn't you realize that all the local police in West Kowloon are gone?"

When the subordinates heard what Lu Zhenghao said, they immediately thought about it.

When he raised his head and looked not far away, he saw two police cars from the West Kowloon Patrol Group parked, but he didn't know what was missing!

"Push to the street!"

"Boss, we have been abandoned!"

Lu Zhenghao clasped his hands on his chest and looked carefully at the Panda Hotel in Hong Kong not far away. He thought for a long time before replying: "4 times the overtime pay, do you think it is the money approved by the Hong Kong Governor?"

The subordinates were stunned when they heard this reward.

They didn't get such high wages when they were working in the field: "Boss, what do you mean?"

"I don't know, I'm just guessing, and haven't you noticed that there are more foreigners along the way? As far as I know, there were as many as four private jets that landed in Hong Kong yesterday, and these four were all owned by

Copa Airlines Group, I think there’s some story there!”

"Hiss~"

"Boss, are you saying that we are all working for a private boss tonight?"

Lu Zhenghao pinched his nostrils and did not answer the subordinate's question. Instead, he patted his forehead seriously and asked: "Oops! I must withdraw all the money in my hand from the financial management company early tomorrow morning.

Do you know the recent news that someone is going to short-sell Hong Kong?"

The subordinates stared at their boss with confused expressions, but Lu Zhenghao frowned and kept thinking about everything that happened in Hong Kong recently.

The sudden increase in rumors recently began to gradually pour into Lu Zhenghao's mind, while Eric Prince, who was standing on the rooftop of the Panda Hotel in Hong Kong with a wary look on his face, was looking around seriously with a sniper rifle on his shoulder.

Enjoy the surrounding scenery!

[How is the situation in the sewers? Don’t let those damn rats take over our lair!]

[Everything is normal in the sewer]

[Everything is normal at the hotel entrance]
To be continued...