Chapter 46: Really Want to Fight Side by Side with You Again

  Zhang Shidong received a call from his mother, telling her that everything had been resolved. Kong Mei, who had just learned the news that her husband was being held hostage, finally let out a sigh of relief.

  As Zhang Shidong's car drove onto the highway, a helicopter suddenly appeared in the sky, flying at a speed and angle that seemed to defy gravity. It landed in an empty area in front of the Dongfang Department Store, which had just been cleared out. A man dressed in military uniform but with a refined demeanor sat on the edge of the helicopter, frowning as he watched Zhang's Q7 drive away. A fleeting image flashed through his mind, and he muttered to himself, "Could it be him?"

  Zhang Shidong hung up the phone, glanced through the rearview mirror at the area surrounded by people, his fingers lightly tapping on the steering wheel, and gently stepped on the accelerator, the car quickly leaving the scene.

  Several men and women with oil-painted faces, wearing stylish camouflage uniforms, jumped out of a helicopter, ignoring the surrounding commotion, quickly carrying guns and rushing into the Oriental Plaza. Along the way, they did not miss any scene where thugs were killed, stopping to observe before continuing forward. After more than ten minutes, they arrived at the eighth floor, where technical personnel from the provincial and municipal bureaus were busy at the scene, and forensic doctors were conducting initial autopsies. Three injured thugs had been sent to a military hospital for treatment under special escort.

  Apart from the man with a Nascent Scripture appearance already obscured by oil paint, who was standing at the location where Zhang Shidong rushed up to fire the first shot and looking around, the others were observing the locations of each dot, eventually gathering at the location where Zhang Jun was tied up, listening to Zhang Jun's introduction, they looked at each other in shock.

  At the same time, observing the subtle movements of hundreds of people, judging from the unusual movements, as soon as the other party moves, shooting without hesitation, not only has the grasp of timing reached its peak, but also the confidence in one's own marksmanship has become the key to this shot.

  After these people saw the body, their shocked expressions became even heavier. The location where the bullets entered the killer's body was surprisingly exactly the same. Several of them focused their gaze on a silly-looking man.

  "Muscles, bones, tendons. Even a professional surgeon with a scalpel can't achieve such precision." The team's medic replied.

  "Is this human? I'm starting to believe it's a machine, there's not even the slightest emotional fluctuation, and all I can feel is coldness, I don't sense any hint of humanity." The team's main attacker concluded with furrowed brows.

  The elegant man walked up to them and said bluntly: "I can do it, but I will never be as easy-going as him."

  The convex and concave female sniper did not believe: "Yin, how do you know he is relaxed? Maybe he's more nervous than we imagine. Everything here might be just a coincidence."

  The burly man also nodded: "Combining the people below, this guy is completely a machine. The two guarding the stairs must have been killed by some kind of hidden needle-like weapon. He rushed up before they fell and made a sound, leaving him with no more than three seconds to observe his surroundings, or even shorter. Inhuman! I don't believe he didn't have any emotional fluctuations at all, isn't he afraid of failure?"

  Others also followed suit, as an elite squad for urban warfare, the entire Huaxia Street Market District's combat capabilities can only be compared to theirs by the Mobile Squad in the south. Their summary can be written into textbooks as a model for instruction.

  Suwen, the captain of this elite squad, a man known as God in the Northern Army, excels in analyzing intelligence, commanding the squad in battle, and using firearms. His individual combat skills are exceptional, but when paired with his brilliant mind, his strength increases exponentially.

  He pointed to the bed where Ai was pinned down and said calmly, "Four guns, not putting them down until the end. With his strength, two guns' worth of bullets would be enough to take care of everything here. He fired more shots in order to leave some alive, and only increased the number of bullets that hit the bandits after figuring out their exact numbers. He had many options. The remaining bullets were what he reserved for unexpected situations. I said it was easy for him because of this."

  He pointed to a speck of cigarette ash at the foot of the bed: "Many people come and go, blowing this ash here, otherwise you would have seen it earlier. Relaxed, comfortable, smoking time, everything is fine."

  The female sniper shook her head: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, I don't believe there's someone so strong."

  A faint smile with memories: "I've seen it. Just now, it was him, and only him, who could maintain the strongest state of fierce drinking."

  Several people were shocked and looked at the captain in disbelief, unable to believe that the captain, who had always been proud and arrogant, would be so humble.

  "Look at all of you: I brought you out, what about me?"

  Ah!

  Looking out of the window, a vague figure emerged in his mind, and he smiled secretly.

  It's been over two years, you're back, and stronger than ever. I really want to fight alongside you again.

  Clutching his fist, he blamed himself for not having a stronger physical condition, why, everything was fine, but just on this point, he eliminated himself.

  ……………

  As the family member of a criminal police officer, Kong Mei had made mental preparations many years ago. Every time her husband returned from the hail of bullets, she would cook several small dishes that he loved to eat at home and accompany him in drinking some wine.

  Braised pork, stewed chicken with potatoes, red oil cucumber strips, shrimp stir-fried with rape, a bottle of locally produced old wine.

  This time, it was not Kong Mei accompanying her husband, she only needed to happily watch Zhao Ya helping beside her and the father and son who were already drinking and smoking together, as well as her busy daughter cutting fruit platters. The head of the household had a narrow escape today, and Zhang Yiying also rushed back from school. As usual, with her mother, she raised her glass and toasted her father.

  On TV, provincial and municipal channels as well as provincial and municipal-level satellite TV stations are all broadcasting news. The theme of today's news is naturally the "terror" incident at Dongfang Department Store. When more than 100 hostages were rescued from Dongfang Department Store, a family clearly felt that cheers erupted throughout the entire neighborhood, with spontaneous cheers gathering together to drown out the sound on TV. This kind of scene usually only occurs on the night of the World Cup or European Cup final.

  Immediately, the sound of chaotic footsteps echoed in the corridor. Neighbors from upstairs and downstairs who were familiar with the Zhang family rushed over wearing slippers. The interview with Deputy Director Zhang Jun on TV just now, as well as the cheers of gratitude from the crowd around him during the interview, had pushed him to the position of a hero in Pingjiang. The scene shifted to the hospital, where many pregnant women had been frightened, some gave birth prematurely and others were hospitalized for observation. Fortunately, all adults and children were safe and sound. Reporters who got everywhere interviewed these people, and Deputy Director Zhang Jun, who had exchanged his life for theirs, became a great benefactor in their choked voices.

  At this moment, the sanctity of police is rewritten with heavy ink. In today's world where material desires are rampant and spiritual poverty prevails, Zhang Jun's actions are so close to the people. From the moment he arrived at the scene, he immediately set up a cordon, evacuated the crowd, and negotiated with the thugs. After the interview ended, a video clip from the mall appeared, showing Zhang Jun taking off his police uniform and wearing a shirt, holding his hands high above his head, walking into the mall with firm steps.

  The common people don't need to know the real reason why Zhang Jun has such great charm that it can subdue the thugs, they just need to believe in Zhang Jun's actions.

  The sound of knocking on the door rang out...

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