It was Xiao Pang's turn to stand guard at the gate, while Huang Mao sat in the guard box to rest.
A slender figure turned around the corner and walked slowly towards their border station.
Because he could tell it was a woman from afar, Xiaopang didn't have too much vigilance even though it was past twelve o'clock in the morning.
When the woman got closer, she realized she had a small fruit knife in her hand.
Xiaopang took a closer look and saw that the person was about ten years old, very beautiful, but with an incomprehensible smile on his face, and then he slowly walked towards Xiaopang step by step with a fruit knife.
"What's the matter!" Xiaopang shouted loudly, but he was a little confused in his heart. Why did a little girl come towards them with a knife? It looked a bit weird.
His first reaction was that the girl might be a psychopath.
The girl didn't react at all. She didn't slow down or speed up because of the warning from the armed police soldiers. She still walked over slowly and at her own pace.
At this time, Huang Mao, who was sitting in the guard box, also noticed something unusual. He walked out of the guard box and stood next to the little fat man. He subconsciously handed over the magazine filled with live ammunition in his hand.
The fat guy carrying the rifle didn't pick up the magazine. He didn't think that a thin girl could cause much harm to them even if she was holding a fruit knife.
"Stop!" Xiaopang warned for the second time. The voice carried far on the quiet road at night, but the girl still didn't react at all. As she got closer, she could clearly see the extremely stiff smile on her face.
Seeing this weird scene, it was the first time he met Xiaopang who rushed to the whistle, and he started to feel panic. Huang Mao took out his walkie-talkie and called the rapid response team.
"Stop, or I'll shoot!" Little Fatty opened the safety and fired a warning shot in the air. Due to his nervousness, he even forgot to manually remove the cartridge case after firing the first shot. He froze on the platform, all alone.
of.
Because the gun was loaded with three blank rounds, Xiaopang's forgetfulness was more likely a hesitation.
Until the end, he did not accept the live ammunition magazine handed over by Huang Mao.
The girl was not disturbed by the sudden gunshots. She still held the knife and approached with a smile on her face.
At this time, the little fat man's head was empty. Apart from raising the muzzle of the gun with a stiff arm, he no longer knew what to do.
Thump thump thump.
A burst of footsteps sounded from the door behind him. Zhu Yiba quickly rushed over with his quick response team. He subdued the girl with just a simple grapple without using a gun.
Although the action was simple, it was unclear whether Zhu Yiba failed to control the strength of his hand or mistook the person for a dangerous person. The girl's right arm was dislocated, and the scream was harsh and sharp.
Then he was taken into the station like a chicken.
Then, two soldiers from the quick counterattack team came over to replace Xiaopang and Huangmao and asked them to follow the platoon leader Zhu Yiba inside to report the situation to the station commander.
In the office, the stationmaster and the instructor patiently listened to Xiaopang and Huangmao's stories, and stated that the case would be handed over to the detachment's case handling team for continued investigation.
Yiba took the two of them back to the dormitory to rest.
On the way back, Zhu Yiba saw Xiaopang's nervousness and deliberately joked: "It sounds quite weird to have a little girl come over with a knife in the middle of the night."
Huang Mao, who was walking behind, echoed: "Hey, row of seats, it's midnight, this little girl is more scary than the bearded man. When I saw it clearly for the first time, I thought it was a ghost in the middle of the night. At that time, I tried my best to
I wiped my eyes a few times.”
Xiaopang was still frightened: "Yeah, I didn't pay attention before. You know, on weekdays, children from nearby villages like to come over to our place to watch the guns when they have nothing to do, so they didn't pay too much attention. Now think about it, how can it be in the middle of the night?
Children who come out to play. Shhh..."
After a pause, Xiaopang, who had been thinking very fast, stopped and said doubtfully: "Platoon leader, for such a young child, why do I think there is a greater possibility of being instigated by others? Maybe there was someone hiding in the dark just now to take pictures.
, if Fatty shoots, then this video will be of great use. Then there may be a public opinion war!"
Zhu Yiba said: "In this remote station like ours, how can we have such advanced tactics? It's just a trial at most. But the girl will hand over the investigation, and there will definitely be a result in this matter."
Thinking of Xiaopang's previous expectations for the medal, Zhu Yiba said casually: "Actually, if you had just killed him, he would definitely have received third-class merit. Now it's a bit uncertain. I'll arrange one for you at the end of the day.
Commendation.”
If someone is shot to death and a person dies, he or she will be punished or meritorious service will be given. Especially if someone rushes to the sentry station with a knife in the middle of the night, the location is at a border guard station near the national border. It is a sensitive case, and leaders will do their best to deal with it regardless of the situation.
Soldiers ask for credit, otherwise they will also be punished.
Zhu Yiba, who received the medal in the special service platoon, is also experienced in this area, so he has an intuitive intuition for the follow-up handling of such matters.
Xiaopang shrank his neck: "She is still so young, I would rather not have this third-class meritorious service. Well, even if it is a first-class meritorious service, I would not want it!"
The yellow hair next to him also muttered "I don't dare" or "I can't do it".
"Have you forgotten about the Vietnam War? Women and children are also in danger." Zhu Yiba laughed at their cowardice, "Based on the regulations, as sentries, you have the power to make decisive decisions, so...
"
Xiaopang scratched his nose and interrupted unintentionally: "Platoon leader, I think from a personal point of view, this is really a difficult decision to make."
Huang Mao nodded pretentiously, but in the middle of the nod he suddenly reacted and said anxiously: "Seating arrangement, I still think you have a point. Actually, as long as this person is older or the knife is bigger, we won't be entangled.
Already."
Zhu Yiba first smiled bitterly at Huang Mao's deliberate flattery, and then was stunned.
For a moment, he suddenly felt that the "killing" in his mouth was so simple and easy. Could it be that his years of experience as a special service agent made his attitude towards life seem more indifferent than others?
For a moment, Zhu Yiba suddenly felt that Xiaopang and Huangmao were right. After all, this place was already within a safe national border and was no longer a dangerous and chaotic place abroad.
In order to appease the two of them, Zhu Yiba tried to imitate the instructor's words and said comfortingly: "Well, this must be a misunderstanding. It's probably the children in the village playing games or something. Children, just give them ten knives."
It’s not a problem.”
When Xiaopang and Huangmao heard this, their tense emotions immediately relaxed.
After sending the two men back to the dormitory, Zhu Yiba returned to the duty room and looked through the window at the cage where the girl was held. Listening to the wailing sounds coming from Ruoyouruowu, he suddenly regretted that he had been too aggressive earlier.