After inspecting the guns again, the two entered the training ground. Lao Wang, who was guarding the door, said to Geng Zhi: "Team Geng, let's make a bet. Who do you think will win?"
Geng Zhi said without hesitation: "I'm sure Liu Handong is here, he has a lot of practical experience."
Lao Wang smiled treacherously: "I bet on Lao Zhang to win, and I bet on two cigarettes."
"Follow me." Geng Zhi said without blinking.
Gunshots rang out in the training ground, and it could be heard that two people were exchanging fire. One fired very intensively, in the style of Liu Handong, while the other fired only once every once in a while, and changed positions with each shot.
Ten minutes later, the two walked out of the training ground. There was only a red mark on Zhang Yasen's protective gear, but Liu Handong's body looked like a paint bottle had been knocked over. It was as messy as a sika deer, and his pants and shoes were also covered with fragile paint.
Liu Handong was very unconvinced: "It's not fair. If I had used live ammunition, I would definitely have won. If a burst of gunfire passes by, the wall will be penetrated by you. It's useless for you to hide anywhere."
Zhang Yasen said: "The police are not terrorists. In gun battles in busy areas, the safety of the surrounding people must be considered. In close combat, tactics must be paid attention to."
Geng Zhi also helped: "Xiao Liu, learn from Instructor Zhang."
Liu Handong was just a tough talker, but in fact he was sincerely convinced by Zhang Yasen. He smiled and said: "Instructor, where did you learn this skill? You are so elusive that you were shot without even seeing your figure."
Zhang Yasen said: "The police academy is responsible for training the anti-terrorism mobile team. The teaching materials are video recordings provided by the Israeli special forces. I have watched them more than a hundred times and have thoroughly understood the essence."
Lao Wang said: "No one in the school understands Hebrew. Instructor Zhang went to Jiangnan University to find a translator from the Department of Foreign Languages. He translated it into Chinese word for word. He is definitely a master of combining practice and theory. Let alone you.
Twelve people from the anti-terrorism mobile team of the Provincial Armed Police Corps entered, and none of them were a match for Instructor Zhang."
Liu Handong raised his thumb: "I'm convinced!"
Geng Zhi felt itchy and couldn't bear it: "How about I give it a try?"
Zhang Yasen nodded: "You two come together."
Liu Handong and Geng Zhi looked at each other, curled their lips and nodded, then entered the training ground again with guns in hand. They came out half an hour later, still covered in spots, but this time Zhang Yasen also suffered a loss. There were a few more marks on the protective gear, which was still the result of Geng Zhi.
"Let's stop here today and continue tomorrow." Zhang Yasen took off his protective gear and wanted to take them out for a midnight snack. Lao Wang had to work the night shift and couldn't go, so the three of them went there, found a barbecue stall, ordered meat skewers and beer, and drank
While eating and chatting, Liu Handong and Geng Zhi carried guns and drank Coke. As they chatted, Liu Handong brought up the subject of borrowing a gun.
"Instructor Zhang, can you lend the guy from the gun room in the school for two days? This is for official duties, not for my personal use."
Zhang Yasen shook his head: "Lending you the shooting range is already against the principles. You still want to lend the gun out. You think I run the police academy? You don't even exist as a leader?"
Liu Handong refused to give up: "It's just a gun, and it can't kill anyone. How about asking Shen Hongyi to say hello to the college leaders?"
Zhang Yasen said: "Xiao Liu, you are thinking too simply. The police academy is under the direct control of the provincial department. It is useless to say hello to the leaders of the municipal bureau. Guns are for killing people. You are not an official police officer. Who will be responsible if something goes wrong?
Don’t be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of the worst. If you have made a contribution, the leader will not be able to tell the difference. If something happens to you, the leader will definitely be implicated. Besides, the success of the mission depends on the person, not the tool. Do you really think it is necessary?
Big guy, just ask Geng Zhi to find you a black gun, the anti-narcotics brigade has plenty of it."
In fact, Liu Handong was just saying it. This is not the period of the Anti-Japanese War. The scout said he liked the commander's gun, and the commander gave it to you without saying anything, including the holster and bullets. The bureaucracy of the public security system is at fault compared to other units.
Nothing less than using a gun to talk nonsense.
"Cheers." Gengzhi raised his Coke and changed the subject.
A few gangsters at the next table came back from urinating on the roadside. When they saw the three grown men with only a bottle of beer on the table, they laughed at them because they were drunk. The three of them were old men and women, and they didn't get along.
A little ruffian is just an ordinary person, so he just smiled and got over it.
A few minutes later, two vans arrived. A group of guys rushed out of the van and ran toward the people at the next table. The two sides hit each other with benches and wine bottles. The boss was so panicked that he quickly called 110.
Calling the police, a special police patrol car happened to pass by and subdued both parties in the fight. Liu Handong and the others did not participate from the beginning to the end, and just watched the fun from the sidelines with smiles.
The special police officers who came were also acquaintances. Chang Jin and Sui Muxin were both Zhang Yasen's students and Liu Handong's classmates. They were also familiar with Brigade Geng. They were on official business, so everyone said hello and passed by.
"Go back, it's getting late. Let's continue practicing tomorrow." Zhang Yasen stood up to pay the bill. Liu Handong said he had already paid. Zhang Yasen pointed at him with a smile and said nothing.
Geng Zhi drove Zhang Yasen home first, and on the way he talked with Liu Handong about matters he should pay attention to the day after tomorrow.
"The people who come from the west mainly deliver goods to the big drug lords and take time off to do some small business of their own. Don't alert them first, build a good relationship with them, and take a long-term view to catch big fish. The other party is doing big business that is punishable by death, so be very cautious.
If you are suspicious, you must be careful not to screw up."
Liu Handong nodded: "I understand."
Geng Zhi sent Liu Handong to Tiezha Street. He got off the car and walked to the door of Zhang Yan's store. This kind of health product store is open 24 hours a day. The light box at the door was shining with an ambiguous red light. The door was ajar. When he opened it, he opened it.
At first glance, it turned out that Cui Zhenghao was playing with his mobile phone on the recliner.
When Xiao Cui saw Liu Handong appear, he was at a loss. Originally, he had vowed to defect to South Korea to fulfill his wife and children's long-cherished wish, but instead he stayed in Omi and lived a happy life incognito. It was really embarrassing to be exposed.
Liu Handong asked him straight to the point, would Xiao Cui want to have sex with me?
Cui Zhenghao looks loyal, but in fact he is smart. Working with Liu Handong is probably a matter of licking blood from the edge of a knife. He lives a leisurely life, why bother to take risks with his head tied to his belt? His head shakes like a rattle.
, refused outright.
Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Liu Handong had no choice but to leave angrily. Halfway down the road, he noticed someone was following him. He ducked and hid behind a telegraph pole, drew his pistol and waited for the person to approach, then rushed out and aimed the gun at him.
"Brother Dong, it's me!" The person who came turned out to be Kan Wanlin, who raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
Liu Handong put away his gun, "What are you doing with me?"
"Brother Dong, why did you come to him in the middle of the night?" Kan Wanlin asked.
"It's nothing." Liu Handong didn't want the whole world to know about this.
Kan Wanlin said: "Brother Dong, I heard everything. You asked him to help, but he didn't agree. He doesn't know how to praise. Call the police and arrest him."
Liu Handong asked: "You're just waiting at the door of someone's store if you have nothing to do?"
Kan Wanlin scratched his head: "No, I come to see him occasionally. I'm afraid he will bully Zhang Yan."
Liu Handong said in his heart that he was lying under the covers, and there was no one who would bully or bully him. He patted Kan Wanlin on the shoulder and said sincerely: "Wan Lin, it's time to find a wife."
Kan Wanlin didn't answer: "Brother Dong, tell me if you have anything to do. I can help you. It doesn't have to be that Korean stickman."
Liu Handong was vague: "Let's talk about it later."
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The next day, Liu Handong spent the whole day at the training ground of the Police Academy, playing with all kinds of firearms and firing thousands of bullets. Zhang Yasen found a group of trainees to engage in confrontational exercises with him. Sui said it was just temporary training, but
It has indeed grown a lot.
In the evening, Geng Zhi asked Liu Handong to meet. In an inconspicuous van, he opened his notebook, pointed at the photo on the screen and said: "This is the person you will meet with tomorrow. His name is Ma Xiaohu. He is an important figure in the drug gang."
Character, the transaction is going on normally, the police are only on the perimeter to protect your safety, and there will be no arrests this time."
As he spoke, he took out a button-shaped electronic component and gave it to Liu Handong: "This is a bug. If you carry it with you, we can keep track of the situation at any time."
"Boss, don't worry, I won't screw you up." Liu Handong was full of confidence. This was a normal transaction and there was nothing to worry about.
Geng Zhi took out an M1911A1 pistol and said: "This is the one you used on your last mission. I will lend it to you for another day and return it immediately after use."
Liu Handong removed the magazine, pulled the slide continuously, pulled the trigger, tested the strength of the hammer, stuffed the gun into his waist, pulled out the gun several times to find the feel, and finally hooked his finger on the trigger guard and turned it around.
, slapped it on the table, and praised "What a gun!"
"This is the text message contact record between you and Ma Xiaohu. Take a look at it and don't expose it later." Geng Zhi took out another mobile phone and gave it to Liu Handong, "Our scouts copied Huolei's mobile phone SIM card and used yours to
I contacted the last company on my behalf and the sale was finalized. The transaction this time is 20 kilograms of ice, the unit price is 60 yuan per gram, and the transaction amount is 1.2 million. Please remember these figures clearly."
Liu Handong answered the phone, discussed some details, and then went home to eat and sleep. Because there was a major action tomorrow, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep peacefully. He tossed and turned in bed, got up from time to time to play with the pistol, and rummaged through the cabinets to find a thin belt.
I tied the Type 77 around my ankle, and suddenly a shrill fire engine siren sounded outside, roaring towards the north.
There was a fire on Tiezha Street. Liu Handong put on his clothes and went downstairs to watch the excitement. It turned out that the fire was in Zhang Yan's health products store. Because the neighbors put out the fire in time, other stores were not affected. The store's inventory was burned to pieces.
The door was completely dark, and the ground was full of foam and water. Zhang Yan squatted on the roadside, wanting to cry but without tears.
Neighbors were chattering and talking, saying that the family was careless with electricity. The induction cooker was so powerful and the wires were old and couldn't hold it. Sooner or later, something would happen. It was better not to burn anyone to death.
Liu Handong spotted Kan Wanlin in the crowd and was puzzled. He walked over and pulled him into the alley, pushed him against the wall and asked, "Did you set the fire?"
"Brother Dong, it's really not me! If I set a fire, I will be a bachelor for the rest of my life!" Kan Wanlin remembered that his face was red, his saliva was flying everywhere, and he swore a poisonous oath.
Liu Handong said: "Who else could it be if I weren't you? You lie on the wall all day long."
A deep voice came from behind: "It's not him, it's me who cooked carelessly."
Looking back, Cui Zhenghao looked downcast, like a defeated rooster.
"I'm willing to work with you, it doesn't matter if I kill people or set fires." Xiao Cui said.