Sin City (The Big Fat Kill)
"No, no, this won't do. We can't use firearms here without a license, and I'm sure you wouldn't dare wear a gun at home without registering it either. Be careful or the Firearms Control Bureau will take you to court. This country is just like your hometown, we need administrative permits to own legally prescribed weapons. I think law enforcement won't agree with you using an M134 six-barrel machine gun and rocket launcher. Our camp has just been set up, it's enough to protect us, find cover and hide." Wu Junwen had been a mercenary for several years, but he didn't want to continue walking on the steel wire of the law. He vowed to do clean business, absolutely not doing business with rebels or warlords, no matter which country he did business in, he would absolutely follow the laws of that country. Only then could his business last and the money he earned be clean.
A group of simple-minded muscle men can only endure, if it were their previous habit, seeing illegal armed attacks on police and troops would first fight and win the contract, but in this place with relatively perfect laws, don't do so, two crimes of illegal possession of weapons and illegal use of weapons add up to several years in prison, and if you accidentally kill a thief, you will also be sentenced to death penalty, because no matter who is killed, it is murder.
"Heavens, this is the first time I've seen others fight." The mercenaries grumbled, and Wu Junwen told them: "I hired you not to send you to death or prison, nor to kill people indiscriminately. I just want to let you earn some more money and go home to do some small business, so you don't have to work for others with your head down. Working for others is always uncomfortable. Let's continue to watch the excitement, the constables are all dead and we'll soon get the contract, and our business will be stable."
More than 30 cars came down with over a hundred people, holding all sorts of weapons. It was clear that these unprofessional thieves didn't have any good weapons. Wu Junwen's helicopter had a full set of combat equipment, but he wasn't willing to bring it out. He was worried that police intervention would make the simple business complicated. Over a hundred bandits charged towards the garrison with various weapons, and the sentry constables drew their pistols and fired into the air, then used a loudspeaker to warn off the invading bandits.
"This is a national garrison, any attack on military facilities and property will be subject to legal sanctions. Your illegal possession of weapons will result in imprisonment. If you open fire, the consequences will be even more severe. Put down your weapons immediately. After this warning, we will retaliate with live ammunition." The gendarmes finished their warning according to regulations and operated the weapons on the wall of the barracks. The sentry posts on the wall were made of reinforced concrete, even more solid than those in prisons. They were equipped with the standard M-60 general-purpose machine guns of the national defense army, which although old, still had tremendous power when used properly.
The soldier on sentry duty, seeing the warning was ineffective, loaded his rifle and prepared to fire. He waited for the enemy to open fire first; as soon as they did, he would return fire and kill them without incurring any legal liability. The sound of scattered gunfire came from outside the barracks, and a squad of military police inside immediately sprang into action. Except for one man guarding the detention room, all eleven others climbed onto the wall, where sandbags became makeshift cover. The military police in the sentry post had already opened fire.
"Take accurate shots, don't waste bullets. Although we have plenty of ammunition, we need to make sure we have enough for the next battle. Who knows when the supply convoy will arrive." The seasoned veteran with a sniper rifle took out the less threatening bandits one by one. Some bandits were carrying rocket launchers; if they were allowed to blow up the barracks' walls, it would be difficult for over 100 people to deal with just over 10 of them. Two snipers in the squad were responsible for taking out high-priority targets, while two machine gunners focused on the closest targets. The M249 and M60 machine guns fired wildly, and the machine gunners felt extremely satisfied, able to keep their fingers on the trigger until the bullets ran out.
Other riot police fired M16A2 rifles in bursts, but the thugs were too dense and they had to fire continuously. To slow down their charging speed, some riot police picked up tear gas launchers and fired tear gas at the group of thugs. Although it was a non-lethal weapon, the irritating smoke made people very uncomfortable. The thugs were quickly blocked 200 meters away. The riot police, who received strict training, were not ordinary soldiers. Unlike the military in economically developed regions, their combat effectiveness could be considered as half of that of special forces.
"Destroy the bandits' cars, don't let them escape." After the squad leader gave the order, the rocket launcher in the squad opened the ammunition box, and the AT-4 rockets inside were well-preserved. Although they had never fired live rounds before, the first launch was still successful. The rocket could damage a tank, not to mention an ordinary sedan. While directing the battle, the squad leader used the radio to contact the platoon leader, "Report to headquarters, our camp has been attacked and we are organizing defense, please reinforce immediately."
Yu Fei, who was on duty, sat in the car drinking iced drinks and resting. The soldiers on duty also took turns to rest. A request for reinforcements came from the radio in the car, Yu Fei immediately put down his drink and ordered through the intercom, "The third squad continues to be on duty, the second squad follows the command vehicle back to the barracks immediately, prepare for battle, someone is attacking the barracks." After giving the order, Yu Fei started the command vehicle. Wen Yong heard that someone was attacking the barracks, he was so excited that he couldn't wait to fight a real battle, and he got on a truck with the soldiers to follow the command vehicle back to reinforce.
The scene outside the garrison became increasingly intense, with a company of soldiers having fired several thousand rounds of ammunition. The ground beneath their feet was littered with shell casings, and over a dozen discarded rocket launchers lay scattered about. The sturdy walls of the barracks had been pummeled by nearly 10,000 rounds of gunfire, leaving them pockmarked and uneven. All of the insurgents who had used rocket launchers were killed, while the others continued to exchange gunfire with the garrison troops from outside the walls. It was a suicidal act for those who were untrained to engage in battle against trained soldiers.
Yu Fei returned to the barracks and was afraid that the vehicle would be attacked, so he stopped the command car far away and ran back with a rifle. Although it was night, he could see very clearly, as the searchlights on the walls of the barracks illuminated the battlefield brightly. The bandits were being killed one after another, some of whom were unable to fight back and tried to escape in fear. Yu Fei held his rifle and fired half a clip of bullets at them. Some bandits resisted stubbornly, some pretended to be dead, and others raised their hands to surrender. Wen Yong had never encountered such an interesting battle since he joined the army. He jumped off the truck and rushed to the front line, holding his rifle close to the bandits and using his accurate marksmanship to kill those who resisted.
"Cease fire, cease fire!" The squad leader shouted a few times and the gendarmes on the wall stopped firing. Outside the barracks, Wen Yong began to inspect the bodies, handcuffing the prisoners after searching them, and even those who were pretending to be dead were caught. The gendarmes started their troublesome work, cleaning up the battlefield was a very boring task, in case they were shot by those pretending to be dead, it would be troublesome.
Wen Yong led the soldiers to sweep the battlefield, while Yu Fei stood aside thinking about what to do next. Today was also a tough day, and the soldiers were exhausted. Before long, another squad returned to the camp with ten cars loaded with loot, marking the end of today's mission. What would they have to deal with tomorrow? Yu Fei was still pondering this question, but Wen Yong didn't need to think so much - he was busy searching for interesting weapons on the ground. After a thorough search, he couldn't find any rare firearms, only ordinary ones.
"Officer, the entire battlefield has been recorded by surveillance cameras. Should we send it to our superiors immediately?" The soldier asked Yu Fei for instructions. Yu Fei said: "Send it over immediately, and I'll finish writing my report too." Yu Fei held a handheld computer and wrote his battle report, filling in the numbers of enemy killed, wounded, and captured, as well as the quantity of seized weapons. The report was basically complete. He found that being a military police commander was really tiring, and this black uniform wasn't easy to wear either.
"There's nothing good, I thought they had some powerful weapons." Wen Yong walked over with two AKM rifles, and Yu Fei said: "This city must have a weapon smuggling channel. The guns we've checked are either foreign-made civilian shotguns or AK rifles that can be seen everywhere. Handguns are mostly civilian revolvers. It seems they don't have any impressive suppliers. We're having a hard time confiscating them with our daily spot checks."
"I think we should start investigating, maybe we can get some information from the people we've caught. Besides, the detention time is limited, and when they're released, they'll definitely find lawyers to sue us. You're in charge of handling the case." Wen Yong reminded Yu Fei, who nodded and led the soldiers back to the barracks.
The dull and monotonous work made it even more unbearable. Yu Fei walked into the underground detention room, standing at the door looking inside, "Second class assembly, immediately put handcuffs on these people, I want to start interrogating these suspects, starting from the person in cell number one, first put handcuffs on all of them, then lock them outside the interrogation room, and then bring them in one by one, pay attention to maintaining order."
"Finally, I can take a break." Wen rushed back to the cafeteria, grabbed a few cups of drinks and brought them to the interrogation room. He put them on the table so he could sit comfortably on one side to question the suspect. The interrogation room had two doors with iron bars separating them in the middle, mainly to prevent uncooperative suspects from attacking the interrogators. A military policeman brought in a suspect wearing handcuffs and closed the door behind him. In the corridor outside, a long queue of people waited for their turn to be questioned. Military policemen who were on duty all day could only rest on the long benches in the corridor.
"State your name, address and occupation. If you don't want to say it, that's fine too. We can't figure out who you are, so even if you spend the rest of your life in detention, we as law enforcement won't be able to hold you beyond the legal limit." Wen Yong, being a military policeman, still had some knowledge of the law and used this loophole to deal with criminals.
"Can you give me something to eat? If you don't feed me, I won't talk. You want to starve me to death, that's your responsibility." The suspect was very arrogant, and Yu Fei smiled and said: "I have no right to give food to someone whose name I don't know. Every penny allocated by the Ministry of National Defense to the army must be accounted for. If I give you food and you still don't confess, the Ministry of National Defense won't investigate the accounts of the military police. I don't want to be suspected of embezzlement. To show that I haven't embezzled public funds, I can't give you anything to eat. I have to be responsible for the taxpayers' money. Soldier, take him away immediately."
