At nine thirty, the escort convoy set off on schedule.
Eleven special-purpose police vehicles flashed their red-and-blue lights and drove out of West Kowloon Headquarters one after another.
They turned off Argyle Street onto Princess Margaret Road, then headed straight for the Cross-Harbour Tunnel.
The journey was smooth, without any incidents.
Only when they were roughly three minutes from the north entrance of the Hung Hom Tunnel did an urgent call come over the armored vehicle's radio.
"This is West Kowloon Control. A gunfight has broken out at No. 8, Seaview Villa, East Tsim Sha Tsui. All nearby police officers, proceed there immediately to provide support!"
"Proceed immediately to provide support!"
Although Zhou Quan and his men were using a separate communications channel for this operation.
The radios in the armored vehicle and the Riot Vans could clearly still receive calls from Headquarters.
Zhou Quan remained quietly leaning back in his seat, resting with his eyes closed.
Kong Chi Lap and the other police officers involved in the escort were equally unmoved.
Zhou Quan had already made the operational arrangements. There was no need for them to get further involved.
"This is the Hung Hom PTU temporary command post. Salisbury Road patrol team, Second Squad's Tsim Sha Tsui team, proceed to the scene of the gunfight immediately!"
Barely three seconds after Control's call, Kwan Man Chin's low, steady voice sounded through the portable communications headsets Zhou Quan and his men wore.
Though Sergeant Guan always gave the impression of being skilled at navigating social relationships, he was a senior commander of the Mobile Unit's B Company.
His operational abilities were certainly no worse than anyone else's.
As soon as the operational briefing had ended, Kwan Man Chin had set up the temporary command post in the Police Station closest to