Chapter 101 Assault on No. 235 Xiangken Street

Walking quickly to the entrance of the alley, Ma Hong quickly got into the Chevrolet Suburban SUV driven by his agents.

“Sir!”

“No. 235, Xiangken Street!”

The driving agent stepped on the accelerator without any hesitation. The Chevrolet Suburban rushed out like a wild horse, accompanied by the sharp and piercing noise produced by the tires rubbing against the ground.

In the car, Mahone simply bandaged the wound with the emergency medical kit in the passenger glove box, took out his cell phone, found the number of SWAT Captain Priss in the address book, and dialed it.

The call is connected:
“Priss, where are you?”

“We are heading to 235 Xiangken Street!”

“OK! Meet at 235 Xiangken Street!”

“understand!”

After the call was hung up, the SUV that Ma Hong was riding in crossed an intersection. Another FBI team that came to support made an emergency turn and merged into the main road, quickly following behind Ma Hong’s car.

The arrest convoy consisting of four Chevrolet vehicles shuttled through the busy streets of Queens, New York, and drove quickly towards 235 Shanken Street.

Similarly, a convoy of the FBI’s special operations team SWAT was speeding towards the same location in another direction.

About ten minutes later, the FBI agent convoy and the SWAT convoy arrived at 235 Xiangken Street almost at the same time.

This is an old apartment building with 5 floors above ground and 1 floor underground. Because the rent is relatively cheap, most of the people living in the building are from the lower classes of society, and it is also a gathering place for gang members.

As soon as the car stopped, Ma Hong pushed the door and got out, looking up at the dilapidated apartment building in front of him, while observing the surrounding situation.

FBI agents gathered around.

The fully armed SWAT captain Priss ran to Mahone and began to observe the surrounding terrain and environment. He asked, “Sir, should we surround this place and wait for follow-up support?”

Ma Hong shook his head:

“No, let your people follow me and go underground to capture him immediately. It will be too late to wait for support.”

Priss nodded vigorously, turned around and shouted:
“Assemble and prepare to attack!”

Normally, for the sake of safety and personal security, the best strategy is to surround the area and wait for support from the NYPD and FBI.

However, Ma Hong’s purpose was obviously not to arrest.

The FBI team entered the apartment building less than a minute after getting off the car. Ma Hong led the way, followed by a team of SWAT members.

According to the clues given by the previous person, Ma Hong trotted all the way to the stairwell and took a look at the concrete stairs leading to the underground.

Mahone made a ‘forward’ gesture.

Fully armed and holding an M4A1 carbine, Priss walked around Mahone and headed towards the basement, with the SWAT team members behind him quickly following.

Ma Hong followed at the end.

Going down to the basement, an iron gate appeared in the stairwell, and a group of SWAT members including Priss stopped.

Ma Hong came to the iron gate to check.

Priss whispered:

“Welding torch cutting!”

The team member at the back took out the thermal cutting equipment and was about to move forward but was stopped by Ma Hong.

Ma Hong glanced at the iron gate and whispered:
“Blow it up!”

Priss didn’t waste any words and whispered to his men:

“Directional explosives, blow up this door!”

The team’s blasting expert stepped forward, attached a square piece of directional blasting explosive the size and thickness of a book to the lock of the iron door, and inserted the detonator.

Everyone at the scene quickly retreated. Two team members stood at the front holding bulletproof shields, and the other team members bent over and half-crouched.

Pulis began the countdown with gestures:
three……

two……

Detonate!

The blasting expert pressed the red button on the detonator.

boom–

A huge explosion was heard at the scene, and smoke and dust filled the entire small space in an instant.

Ma Hong immediately covered his eyes with his hands to prevent the dust from entering his eyes.

Less than a second after the explosion, SWAT commandos rushed in with M4A1 assault rifles.

“FBI!!!”

The first team member who rushed in shouted.

Behind the iron gate is a huge room, at least 500 square meters, with various gambling tables and several slot machines on both sides.

Before the door was broken into, the idle people and gang members inside had already started packing up their things and preparing to escape.

The moment the door was broken, some gamblers who did not have time to evacuate to the inner room were knocked to the ground by the huge impact of the explosion, and the two gambling tables closer to the door were blown sideways.

As soon as the FBI commandos entered, several of them immediately knelt on the ground with their hands on their heads. They seemed to be experienced veterans.

Ma Hong followed the commandos into the gambling hall. He fanned the dust in front of him with his hand and began to quickly scan the gambling hall.

Suddenly, a security guard who was hiding behind a gambling table not far away stood up abruptly, holding a revolver, and fired two shots at the commandos who had just rushed in. Before the man could fire the third shot, a burst of dense gunfire was heard, and in a blink of an eye, the idiot was shot into a hornet’s nest.

Once there is a first shooter, there will be a second one.

Many people here had criminal records, and few wanted to be arrested and imprisoned, so a gunfight broke out with the FBI.

Ma Hong hid behind the bulletproof shield and quickly scanned every corner of the gambling hall, finally locking his eyes on a man who had just rushed into another room.

He held the pistol in his hand and shot.

Bang bang bang bang bang——

He demonstrated the art of outlining the human body to the fullest.

None of the shots hit the door frame.

“dispersion!”

“FBI, put down your weapons and don’t move!”

In just less than two minutes, the fight in the gambling hall was over, and the gang members who did not have time to escape knelt or lay prone in surrender.

Ma Hong quickly ran to the door he had outlined.

A commando threw a flash grenade to Mahone, who caught it, pulled out the safety and threw it into the room.

bang——

There was a huge flash and loud noise.

Mahone flashed into the room.

There is nothing inside.

Keep moving forward, using flashbangs to clear the way.

In the next room, Mahone saw the man’s back.

Continue tracing…

It was not until they entered the last room that Ma Hong saw a hole in the corner of the wall. He threw a flash bomb into the hole and crawled into it, which was connected to an underground drainage system.

Ma Hong climbed out of the cave and saw a ladder leading to the ground not far away, with two feet just climbing up.

Rushing to the wellhead and crawling to the ground, Ma Hong looked around and saw the target got into a slowly moving Ford sedan. After the man got in the car, the sedan began to accelerate rapidly.

at the same time……

An FBI Chevrolet SUV slammed into the road next to Mahone.

Ma Hong quickly opened the door and got in the car:
“Catch up with that car!”

The driver stepped on the accelerator and chased after him.

On a city street, a car was speeding, overtaking, driving in the wrong direction, running a red light, and doing a drifting tailspin, scaring other vehicles into making emergency avoidance maneuvers.

Following behind were several FBI SUVs and NYPD Queens Police patrol cars that were in pursuit.

In the sky, FBI and NYPD police helicopters hovered at low altitude, guiding the pursuit routes for the pursuit vehicles of various departments on the ground…

(End of this chapter)