Chapter 17 Week 16: The Underground

"Hey, if I'm not mistaken, I seem to have caught you before..." A Cai was checking the pistol, and raised his head when he heard this sentence.He was a middle-aged man with a dark complexion and a strong body, with a shotgun on his shoulder.Ah Cai carefully looked at the other person's face, it seemed familiar. The middle-aged man Jiahui smiled and said, "I am guarding the Mong Kok Police Station..." Ah Cai recognized him: a year ago, when he was selling karaoke at an upstairs bar on Sai Yeung Choi Street, the police came to raid him, and a policeman angrily slapped him... "Ah! It's you!" Ah Cai Cai sneered and touched his face.

"Actually, I don't know what you look like." Jiahui pointed to Ah Cai's right forearm: "But I recognize this tattoo. At that time, I thought it was very beautiful, and I thought I would get one myself if I was not a servant." Ah Cai said to This Grim Reaper tattoo has always been proud, so it's nice to hear someone appreciates it. "Are you with Shuangyinglong?" Jiahui asked. Ah Cai nodded: "Haha, the world is really weird. I never thought that the police and the bewitched boy would fight side by side..." They and the other thirty or so big men are standing guard at Exit A1 of the mosque side of the Tsim Sha Tsui MTR station. Sitting on the stairs one by one, the crowd was filled with tension.

Since Brother Long received the shocking news last week that the residents of Hong Kong Island were organizing an army to attack Kowloon, he immediately gathered the leaders of violent groups in various areas of Kowloon to discuss countermeasures. Thanks to the recordings that Rachel risked his life to bring over the sea, as well as the report notes written by those old horses, everyone in Kowloon finally knew the general reason why Hong Kong was blocked, and how Pastor Liang hijacked the public meeting in Victoria Park, which turned into a mass meeting. A frenzied declaration of war.All the bosses and ex-policemen couldn't help but change their expressions when they heard Pastor Liang's fanatical tone.

"He will definitely implement it!" Rachel testified at the meeting: "I have personally been to that 'Guanghua Church'! He is a lunatic!" The forces were immediately convinced by these evidences—since what fell on Hong Kong Island was a biological agent that could seriously affect the mind and has the ability to spread infection in large quantities, then nothing is impossible. Attacking from Hong Kong Island, the most direct route is the cross-harbour tunnel - including all railways.They organized immediately, and assigned armed forces, and sent people to guard the exits.

Acai and Jiahui are also two of them.The total number of guards at each exit of Tsim Sha Tsui Station reached 500. "Do you know how to use it?..." Jiahui looked at the gun in A Cai's hand with some concern. Ah Cai nodded: "I've... shot once before..." He didn't go on, as if he didn't want to recall. Jiahui looked at him: Has this kid already killed someone? Jiahui felt a little ashamed.The policeman said that it was "Tuo Tie" who ate, but Jiahui had never drawn a gun while on duty, let alone fired the trigger on a living person.He is not sure whether he can do it when necessary...

The ventilation system in the MTR station stopped for a long time, and it was dark and stuffy inside. The main force did not guard the station but stayed at the exit. They just sent people to listen below in turn. "You said... Will there really be a war here?..." A Cai asked nervously. Jiahui didn't know either.But he thought: Admiralty to Tsim Sha Tsui is one of the shortest underground routes across the sea, and the chances are great... At this time, there were rushing footsteps in the dark of the station below.Everyone on the stairs stood up immediately. It was one of the companions who was in charge of listening, and ran up and shouted: "There is a voice! Someone is coming! Someone is really coming!" A Cai and Jiahui followed the team leader in charge of commanding, each holding a weapon and a flashlight. Station lobby.It was dark and stuffy inside, but their backs were covered in cold sweat.

There were also teams running down from other exits, and more than a hundred people had already gathered at that moment.The rest of the defensive force was secondarily deployed on the streets outside the station. There were less than ten spies, and they all retreated from the platform back to the lobby to avoid danger. "We saw lights coming out of the railroad, and it's moving!" Hundreds of people were closely guarding the steps leading to the platform, and the muzzles of the barrels were lined up so that they would not accidentally shoot each other—so many companions were guided by the commander of the Flying Tigers.

"Turn off all the flashlights!" The commander shouted: "I ordered them to be turned on together! Also, I didn't say 'Fire', never shoot!" Everyone waited in the dark.Ah Cai's hand holding the gun was shaking.Ka Fai felt it was difficult to breathe. A few minutes later, when they were finally approaching the entrance of the escalating stairs on the other side, a beam of light shot up from below.Ah Cai held his breath. Footsteps on the metal stairs.But much less than expected.There seemed to be only one person.There is also the sound of certain objects being dragged on the stairs.

A figure with a flashlight appeared. "Team A turn on the lights!" the commander yelled. Ah Cai and Jia Hui belonged to Team A—including the two guards at Exit A.More than forty flashlights shine on the figure who just came up. Because their eyes were not used to it for a while, it took about three seconds for the two of them to see what kind of person it was: a middle-aged woman with a strong figure, wearing a white dress with the words "Guanghua United Army" on her back, carrying a gun rifle.There is a large scar on the side of the skull. Under the light of the flashlight, Aiqun's face was gray and black.She held a plastic bottle marked "holy water" tightly in her left hand, dragged a companion in the same uniform with her right hand, and was still walking forward in a daze.The man dragged to the ground was obviously not breathing.

"What's going on?..." A Cai was stunned for a moment, and the pistol stopped shaking. Aiqun raised her left hand and was about to take another sip of the "holy water", but before the mouth of the bottle touched her white lips, she fell down and remained motionless. The people in the station continued to wait in surprise.But no one else showed up. Two days later, a strong stench of corpses began to be emitted from Tsim Sha Tsui and Kowloon MTR stations.It was from the hundreds of men who died of lack of oxygen in the middle of the march, stuffed in the tunnels. This "Hong Kong Civil War" started with the first round of massive deaths, but not a single shot was fired.