Across from the Rui Fu Building on Kwong Wa Street in Mong Kok, Zhou Quan had temporarily requisitioned a finance company's office as his command post.
Among the finance companies in Hong Kong Island these days, aside from banking institutions, more than half were tied to the Triad.
Naturally, this finance company was no exception.
With the renowned Sergeant Zhou of West Kowloon appearing in person, how could the manager of this Finance Company dare object?
Never mind the finance company's manager-even the boss backing him had to treat Sergeant Zhou with the utmost respect.
"Snipers, report!"
Standing ramrod straight before the window, Zhou Quan observed the target opposite through binoculars with one hand while pressing the transmit button on his radio.
"Front-facing A Group's line of fire is obstructed. The target is screened by blinds. We can't see inside."
"B Group on the flank has a view of the target's bathroom. We spotted a South Asian man entering and leaving. No sign of No. 1."
"C Group at the rear has a view of the target's front door. Nothing unusual so far!"
The three Flying Tigers snipers each reported what they could see from their positions.
None of this surprised Zhou Quan.
The Asian Ice Queen was currently hiding in a very ordinary flat on the eighth floor of Block A in the Rui Fu Building.
It measured around six hundred square feet, with a standard one-bedroom, one-living-room layout.
These drug traffickers were scum who could not bear the light of day. How could they dare throw open their curtains openly?
His expression as calm as still water, Zhou Quan laid out detailed operational instructions.
"PTU and SDU, stand by!"
"RATU, prepare to infiltrate and assault!"
"DATS, flank them and surround the entire Furui Building. Under no circumstances let