Song Jianfeng is tall and tall, with a strong aura. The shoulder straps are decorated with the national emblem half-circled by an olive branch. This is the rank mark of the deputy chief police officer. The police number on his chest is a series of 0s in the front and a 1 in the end. He is well-deserved as the best brother in the Jiangdong police community, and
How can he not be stressed while sitting at a table to eat?
These students, with a crutch hanging on their shoulders, trembled and lowered their heads to eat.
Song Jianfeng smiled and was about to say something when Liu Handong picked up the plate and stood up, then walked away.
Damn, you are so crazy. You didn't give Song Hall any face. All the students were almost bleeding. You gave up such a good opportunity. Was your brain burned out or was there something more important?
The accompanying leader was also embarrassed. Fortunately, Song Jianfeng didn't care about it and asked Lin Liannan with a smile: "Young man, what did you do before joining the police?"
Lin Liannan was so excited that he stood up and saluted: "Report, I am a veteran."
"Sit down, don't be so formal, let's have a meal together and chat casually," Song Jianfeng said.
"That's it, let's chat casually, don't be restrained." As he spoke, Liu Handong turned back. There was a pile of rice, two steamed buns, and a bowl of soup on the stainless steel plate.
Everyone was really going to bleed, and the idiot actually went to add more food! Could it be that he was a starving ghost who had to eat more of these steamed buns to be satisfied?
Liu Handong put down his dinner plate and greeted Song Jianfeng warmly: "Ting Song, I'll give you a steamed bun."
Everyone cursed in their hearts, Damn, do you think Song Ting is a foodie like you, and he came here to infiltrate the crowd just to get you a steamed bun?
Song Jianfeng smiled heartily and took the steamed bun: "Young man has a big appetite. That's good. You need to sweat more and eat more to improve your physical fitness. You used to be a soldier, right?"
"Yes, from the Automobile Regiment of the 14th Army." Liu Handong took a bite of the steamed bun and devoured it.
"The Fourteenth Army has a long history. Tibet suppressed the rebellion, and Lao Shan taught the Vietnamese bullies a lesson. I heard that you have participated in actual combat?" Song Jianfeng asked seemingly casually.
"Well, there is such a thing, but this battle is confidential, so we can't talk about it." Liu Handong's hand picking up vegetables was like a windmill, spinning very fast.
"You can't say it yet! Why are you pretending to be such a big-tailed wolf in front of the leaders of the provincial department?" Everyone sneered again.
Song Jianfeng smiled generously: "Haha, have you made meritorious deeds?"
"Well, third-class meritorious service. Once, the military region came to our regiment to recruit people. The company commander sent me to the logistics base to feed pigs for several months. I was very good at feeding pigs and cultivated a new type of lean pigs. The commander of the military region
I agreed with my family members after eating it, and gave me a third-class meritorious service."
"Oh, tell me how you cultivated new varieties? This is not confidential, right?" Song Jianfeng seemed to be very interested.
"It's nothing strange." Liu Handong picked up the bowl and drank the soup, drank it loudly, and wiped his mouth after drinking, "I just use a whip to train the pigs all day long, and train them like new recruits. They will run, hurdle, and long jump for me.
You are not allowed to eat if you are not up to standard in swimming. If you go back and forth, the pigs will lose weight."
"Pfft!" Song Jianfeng squirted out all the porridge he had just drank, and everyone took the opportunity to laugh. They had already been holding it back, but now they all burst out, and they continued laughing for three minutes before it ended.
Song Jianfeng finished laughing and said, "I understand. You were dissatisfied with the company commander and took it out on the pig. By mistake, you got a third-class performance."
Liu Handong said: "Who is the big leader? Everyone has the same guess."
"Oh? Which other leader has guessed it?"
"General Luo Kegong, when he was still assistant to the General Staff of Lieutenant General, he left the army and sat opposite me to eat just like today."
Everyone finally understood why this guy was so nervous. It turns out he had met a senior leader.
"General Director Luo lived in Jiangbei during his childhood. He is considered a fellow countryman of mine. He is a military trainee. Our public security system welcomes outstanding veterans and demobilized soldiers to enrich our grassroots team." After Song Jianfeng finished speaking, the admirers beside him couldn't wait to encourage him.
Raise your hands.
Song Jianfeng stretched out his hand and pressed it: "Comrades, the Anti-Riot Brigade is a new type of police under our Omi City Bureau Patrol Special Police Detachment. It is responsible for handling riots, riots, and mass incidents. It is on duty 24 hours a day and 24 hours a day. It is a police force
Special Forces among the elite, elite among the elite, you have a lot of courage on your shoulders, do you have the confidence to be a good SWAT officer?"
"Yes!" the special police officers who had been trained by Zhang Yasen for three months shouted out as a conditioned reflex, causing the roof of the cafeteria to tremble and causing pain in the eardrums of the leaders.
Song Jianfeng smiled with satisfaction and lowered his head to eat.
Liu Handong swept away the food on the plate, picked up the empty plate and said: "Song Ting, you eat slowly, I'll leave first." After that, he turned around and left with ease.
Others at the same table were still lingering, deliberately not finishing the remaining food, wanting to wait until Song Hall finished eating before giving a speech or something. After all, the opportunity to eat at the same table with a big leader was quite rare, but this
Liu Handong didn't cherish the opportunity and ran away after eating. Is he stupid or stupid?
Of course, there are those with discerning eyes who secretly admired this guy. If nothing else, he was at least well-mannered and well-mannered. He also left a deep impression on the leader. When the riot brigade was mentioned in the future, the first thing that popped into Director Song's mind was
One name must be Liu Handong.
Song Jianfeng was not as superficial as these people. He had read a lot of information about Liu Handong, but this was his first time meeting him. From this young and energetic young man, he saw many things, but the most important thing was an unconcealable energy.
, like a sharp knife unsheathed.
This is not surprising. Putting aside Liu Handong's performance in the army, since he retired from the army and returned to Jiangdong, the number of lives lost to him can be counted on one hand. Gu Changmin, four of the Tiezha Street killers
, two in the highway chase, and a drug lord in the recent anti-drug operation. In less than a year, a human life was in his hands. It would be strange if this evil spirit was not serious.
There is a huge difference between those who have killed people and those who have not. There is also a huge gap between those who have killed one person and those who have killed many people. Usually frontline police officers have very few opportunities to shoot, and even fewer opportunities to kill criminals.
It is reasonable for public security officers to receive psychological counseling after killing criminals during their missions. They will reject firearms for a period of time and suffer from excessive psychological pressure.
And Liu Handong, a crazy guy who treats killing people like cold water, will only appear in large numbers during times of war. During peacetime, there will be one or two, either gangsters like Zhang Jun or Zhou Kehua, or superheroes. If this guy goes away,
The wrong path is definitely a big trouble.
In just a few minutes, many thoughts flashed through Song Jianfeng's mind. A rare talent like Liu Handong must be properly controlled and put into full use, so that this unsheathed sword can be equipped with a scabbard.
After the meal, leaders of the provincial departments, municipal bureaus and students from the anti-riot training team took a group photo.
The inspection ended in the afternoon. The students watched several Toyota Coasters leave the campus under the escort of police cars. Their hearts were filled with excitement. The training was finally over and they were about to become real police officers.
Someone from the Political Department of the Municipal Bureau asked these new police officers to sign employment contracts. They have labor contracts, social insurance, a salary that is no less than the average social wage, and a full set of police uniforms and police signals. In addition to having no administrative establishment, there is nothing else
They look no different from regular police officers.
After the contract was signed, Zhang Yasen, on behalf of the Police Academy, awarded the trainees new police titles, two metal folding bars, representing trainee police officers. Of course, in actual work, hired police officers all wear these and will not be promoted to police officers or superintendents.
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In the evening, there was a farewell party, which was still held in the cafeteria of the police academy. The teachers and students all drank too much and talked to each other in tears. It is said that some boys confessed their love to Zhao Liangxuan, the current class beauty. Naturally, they were ruthlessly treated.
Good guy card.
As the district captain, Liu Handong carried the wine bottle from table to table. He drank until he was dizzy and his tongue twisted. Everyone drank too much. Even his sworn enemies like Chang Jin and Sui Muxin began to call Liu Handong brothers and flirt with each other.
We put our arms around each other, chattering endlessly while drinking, saying that if you have anything to say in the future, I will do my best, and so on.
Zhang Yasen also drank a lot of wine, but he still remained cold and serious. In the eyes of his classmates, he felt even more mysterious and unpredictable.
The next day is the May Day Labor Day holiday, a good day for the general public to relax and go out with their families. This is when the police are busy. This batch of graduated riot police officers did not even return home and were directly incorporated into the patrol police detachment.
The anti-riot brigade went on duty in crowded areas.
The SWAT officers wore navy blue scratch-resistant cloth training uniforms, berets, and high boots. Various weapons were hung on their tactical belts. Their hands were crossed in front of them, and their eyes wearing sunglasses looked around with vigilance.
Scanning, hoping to find traces of criminals.
The facts disappointed them. Police work was boring and the same thing happened every day. The few times the police were dispatched were just to help citizens solve their problems.
The May Day holiday was spent in such an ordinary way. When the day came for the rotation, the new special police officers trained in a closed camp for three months and finally got to go home.
Liu Handong returned to Tiezha Street in his police uniform. This was his home in Omi. Everything on the street was as usual. Business at Tuji Beef Village was booming. Sister Mei's shampoo room was still open. The village chief had been hiding outside all winter.
Hua Deyi and Hua Bao are also back, as arrogant and domineering as before.
It is said that Zhao Yufeng was sentenced to one year of forced labor and would be released in another six months.
Nana went south to Dongguan, Xiaoli jumped to join Sister Mei's shop, Huanxi still helped in Sister Mei's shampoo room, and was responsible for the chores of buying food, cooking and cleaning. Under the pink neon lights, they were having sex.
He insisted on studying, and Ling Zijie occasionally sent packages, which were helpful things such as study materials.
Brother and sister Huo Lei and Huo Ying were particularly happy about Liu Handong's return. It was something worthy of bragging for a delinquent young man like them who was able to meet friends in the police.
Ma Ling was also very happy. Not only did Liu Handong become a policeman, but he also received awards for his meritorious services. He would definitely be prosperous in less than two years. By then, the pressure of opposition from his family would be much reduced.
Liu Handong only stayed in Tiezha Street for one day, and returned to the special patrol detachment at night to prepare for duty. This time he brought his Fukang here. The detachment is located in the suburbs, and transportation is inconvenient. It is more convenient to have a car.
People are coming to the detachment one after another to ask for people. People with connections like Zhao Liangxuan will not stay in the anti-riot brigade for a long time. They have already contacted the next company, the vehicle management office, the immigration bureau, the command center and other leisure units.
, or places like the Public Security Brigade or the Traffic Police Brigade, which are rich and profitable, are much better than the Qingshui Yamen Anti-Riot Brigade anyway.
Someone also came to ask for Liu Handong. It was Geng Zhi, the captain of the anti-drug brigade who had fought side by side at the highway toll station.
"I want it, Liu Handong, and I'll give you this box of cigarettes." Gengzhi sat down and placed a box of Chinese cigarettes on the table and pushed it to Shi Guoping, the leader of the special patrol detachment.
Shi Guoping stared: "Desperate Saburo, you want to change me with just one pack of cigarettes. Have you drank too much fake wine?"