Despise the enemy strategically, but take them seriously tactically.
This had always been the strategic and tactical thinking Zhou Quan had learned from his predecessors in Mainland China.
The men under his command had inherited this thinking as well.
Even though the mercenary squad's movements were largely under the Police Force's control.
Kong Chi Lap, the task force's de facto commander, still made the safest possible arrangements for the operation.
Near the Maritime Warehouse, he had arranged for Chan Wing Yan to deploy a squad from the Mobile Unit's Reserve Company.
At the same time, there were also the Flying Tigers' Sniper Team and Assault Team, along with his most elite unit, T Group.
Altogether, well over a hundred men from the various departments directly participated in Operation Close the Gate and Beat the Dogs.
They had a numerical advantage of nearly ten to one, along with all manner of powerful, cutting-edge weapons.
No matter how battle-hardened that mercenary squad was, none of it would help.
The two sides' combat capabilities were simply on entirely different levels.
Most importantly, all the personnel involved used favorable terrain to surround and eliminate the enemy, never advancing rashly.
The snipers picked off targets from a distance, while the Assault Team laid down suppressive fire.
The mercenaries' imitation of the African fighters' spray-and-pray shooting was nothing but a joke.
"Cease fire!"
Seeing that all the surviving mercenaries had huddled inside the dump truck's bed, Pang Yik-hang ordered a halt to the operation.
Then he took out another radio he carried and began addressing the surviving mercenaries.
"We are the Hong Kong Island Police Force. You are surrounded!"
"You are hereby ordered to throw your weapons somewhere we can see them."
"Then raise both hands high and cease all resistance!"
"You have one minute to