Chapter 425: Hotel 1 going in!
The operators belonging to Tang Ziyi's team, who covered for their comrades underneath, understood the perimeter was secure and sprinted toward their partners who were stacked on the door. Their rifle pointed up in high port.
Tang Ziyi knew that her group was ready and squeezed the pointsman's arm, opting not to wait for the slower subordinates to stack behind.
Anyway, even after they entered, these girls might end up waiting outside for the entire original column to flow in. Why not just save time by stepping in first?
The pointsman tucked her weapon under her arm, then twisted the door knob and swung it out, instantly snapping her rifle as she aimed down the staircase. Half a second clearing from the threshold, her foot landed on the first step and she rushed down.
Following closely behind in the narrow staircase, Tang Ziyi and her team moved with rapid yet soft and silent steps, amidst the loud whirling of the helicopters in the background. "Hotel 1 making entry," she radioed in.
Her QBU-191 aimed upward in a high port. Typically, CQB required operators to have maximum barrels down the line for firepower but the space itself was too narrow. And plus, she must give her teammates her immense trust.
A man appeared on the staircase from the right, hugging an AK without buttstock. His only reaction was widening pupils from surprise. The pointsman shot two times in the head without hesitation.
Pap. Pap.
The momentum threw him against the wall as he slid down, then tumbled along the stairs and sprawled on the ground. Immediately, the pointsman sped up, her boots skipped over the body and button-hooked right.
Tang Ziyi chased and went in the other direction. She heard shots from behind. Probably another threat neutralized by the pointsman. She had no time to bother since a situation in front demanded more of her attention.
Another man held a pistol and was standing up from his seat, apparently shocked by the sudden death of his friend. Tang Ziyi gladly delivered two rounds to his head and paused after a few steps, waiting for the trailers to take positions.
Scanning around next to the threat she eliminated, Tang Ziyi knew they were in a home wine room and discovered more figures, unarmed, for now.
Three men and a woman in between. Their hands held the wine glass. Because they were unarmed Tang Ziyi restrained herself but the two pistols on the table near the two men, already signaled these figures were more likely to be gangsters.
Obviously, 6 of them were enjoying their drinks and two had become a cold corpse. The transformation had struck the survivors hard.
Suddenly, the woman threw away the wine bottle and the glass in her hand at Tang Ziyi for distraction. It hit Tang Ziyi's visor and shattered upon impact; glasses exploded as the shards scattered on the floor.
Exploiting the situation, two men reached out for the guns but Tang Ziyi was faster. Pap. Pap.
No pause, no interruption. No waste of ammo. Her technique was smooth and fluid. One for each head.
She retained her sight on the figure who started this skirmish. The woman's face paled in fright. She was so close to death, only a few feet apart. She dared not move the slightest.
Tang Ziyi already noticed the second when the woman acted aggressively. She could have taken the shot before the wine bottle flew away from the woman's grasp but Tang Ziyi hesitated.
Was she resisting or panicking? She wasn't certain during that thrilling one second; now, she realized. Tang Ziyi's cold eyes stared at the terrified woman until the operator nearby squeezed her arm so that she looked away to focus on other angles.
While Tang Ziyi plated and aimed the barrel at the corner, the operators worked and pressed the woman on the table as they cuffed her tight. The original team had separated into two sections after the staircase.
Someone squeezed Tang Ziyi's shoulder and she immediately walked forward fast, clearing the open toilet on the left from outside, and paused again on what seemed to be the last room, based on the mansion architecture.
Another squeeze.
Tang Ziyi stomped the door and flushed in. Her eyelids twitched at the ordeal in the middle of the room. She also felt her number 2's mood was similar to hers.
On the bed, two naked bodies—a man rode on the woman's back. Smacks and repetitive slaps reverberated fiercely as he fisted the woman's ponytail backward, ignoring the painful squeals and moans while degrading the woman with various terms. Tang Ziyi and her partner almost pressed the trigger on the man without appropriate reasons.
These two were really oblivious to the dangers surrounding them so much so that Tang Ziyi coughed to alert their presence. Her eyes turned weird as she exchanged glances with her partner.
Even the kicked door didn't alert this man. How small his situation awareness was!
The man regained control of his surroundings and was dumbfounded. Noticing Tang Ziyi's camouflage suit, he asked instinctively. "Military? How come? Don't shoot…Ah…You're Police."
Although Tang Ziyi never replied to his question, the label underneath the bigger font—CAITO—called Special Police, already informed Spirit Fox's identity.
Gesturing her head to her buddy, Tang Ziyi approached to cuff the man and woman. Just then, a woman who seemed to have regained energy took a sharp weapon out of somewhere and tried to stab the man.
"You bastard! I have been waiting for this moment. Don't you look down on us, just because of your gangs? If you're alone, what are you? Since you don't give me a chance to live, then I'm going to kill you." The woman roared as she succeeded poking the first time and tried again.
Tang Ziyi and her partner had their pupils constricted. They instantly separated the two intertwined figures. With their strength, both easily controlled the two and cuffed their hands behind their back.
Even then, the man was stabbed a few times but the injuries were minor.
Despite being suppressed, the man quipped back. "Bitch. Once a slut, always a slut…Ouch!" Tang Ziyi slapped the man's face and knocked him out.
"Bastard! Let me go. Please, let me go and kill him. I swear the law won't bring me justice. Don't persuade me." The woman struggled and pleaded.
The operator comforted in a firm tone and rejected the possibility, then glanced at Tang Ziyi, who shook her head.
What in the world? If they let her kill the man, even if this bastard deserved to die, things weren't clear yet. And they might be leading the woman to the path of no return.
Experience tales at empire
"Ma'am, stay calm. Believe us, they are over. This time, once and for all," said Tang Ziyi.
This was the first time, Tang Ziyi and the operator spoke. Perhaps because the two were also females, the woman quieted down and sobbed, leaning on the operator.
The desperation and sudden appearance of the Police might have injected a courage in the woman to fight back. After all, psychological trauma wasn't so easy to overcome. Both understood the woman meant what she said.
Tang Ziyi shrugged and signaled her partner to accompany the victim. No one pointed out this woman's role in the manor, comprehending most of women here might be more of a victim.
Tang Ziyi looked behind and saw another operator, watching the room. The mess and conflicts in this room attracted her comrades. She gestured everything was well and the girl walked away to continue her job.
Tang Ziyi walked out to rejoin the stack and paused her footsteps as she glanced at the woman who threw so many dangerous objects at her. Turning her head toward the room, Tang Ziyi sighed, uncertain, whether this woman's scenario belonged to the crying one inside.
Who knew sometimes to survive, people could do anything? Let the investigation judge them later.