Chapter 85

Ruisi Xin hesitated for only two seconds before he also rushed forward. Liu Handong gave orders while running: "Wang Jinshui, Chang Jin, and Zhao Liangxuan, attend to the injured and secure the scene. Xiao Lin, follow me to pursue."

Near the modern car that had exploded, the narcotics police officers were thrown to the ground by the shockwave, lying in all directions. They had no obvious injuries, but they must have suffered from concussions. Inside the car, the flames were raging, and two people, still in their seats, had been blown to death.

The Jeep Wrangler was fiercely colliding with the guardrail. It didn't break, so it backed up and continued to ram. The police fired their pistols, but it had no effect. Instead, a MP5 submachine gun extended from the car, forcing them all to lie down.

"Damn, the drug dealers have too much firepower!" Liu Handong also lay down, pulling the submachine gun to his side, removing the safety, and pulling the bolt. Suddenly, he remembered he had no bullets.

The Jeep Wrangler broke through the guardrail, crossed the drainage ditch, and roared up the field. The police pursued under a hail of bullets. Soon, Liu Handong caught up and joined them. A narcotics police officer held a short-barreled Type 56 submachine gun, firing as he ran. The gunshots were loud, but he didn't even hit the shadow of the Jeep.

The Jeep Wrangler had a powerful engine and four-wheel drive, capable of navigating even the roughest mountain roads, let alone this flat field. Two legs could never catch up to four wheels. The distance was rapidly increasing, and the drug dealers were about to escape.

"Give me the gun!" Liu Handong shouted.

The young narcotics police officer glanced at him, hesitating for a moment.

"Give it to him!" the straightforward captain shouted.

The narcotics police officer threw the gun over, and Liu Handong caught it, leaped forward, and lay down. He glanced at the sight, confirmed it was correct, quickly aimed, aligned the three points, locked onto the wheels, and fired decisively.

Liu Handong's marksmanship was excellent. Except for the first bullet, which went off target, the remaining fifteen bullets from the twenty-round magazine all hit the Jeep. It seemed to have hit the driver, causing the vehicle to veer off course, crash into a tree, and stop.

The police slowly surrounded the vehicle with their guns, and Liu Handong, with his empty gun, approached. He walked to the Jeep, called out a few times, but received no response. The straightforward captain pulled open the door, and a body rolled out, shot in the back, already dead.

The driver was also shot in the back, bleeding profusely, and could no longer speak. The straightforward captain picked up the radio and called for a stretcher. The other narcotics police officers searched the car, finding one MP5 submachine gun, four magazines, two GLOCK 19 pistols, two American grenades, and a large amount of methamphetamine raw materials, weighing dozens of kilograms.

"Good job, buddy!" the young narcotics police officer walked over, took the empty gun, and pointed to Liu Handong's submachine gun, "Why didn't you use your own?"

"I don't have any bullets," Liu Handong said.

"Damn, you dared to go without bullets?" the narcotics police officer widened his eyes.

"In this uniform, I have to go even without bullets," Liu Handong said calmly, feeling a bit elated inside.

"You've got guts. Why don't you join our narcotics squad?" the young police officer laughed.

"Xiaofang, go check the trunk," the straightforward captain ordered, then came over and looked Liu Handong up and down, "You're Liu Handong?"

"Do you know me, Captain Geng?" Liu Handong was surprised.

"No, I don't," Geng's face was expressionless as he walked past.

Liu Handong helped the narcotics police carry the drug dealers onto the stretchers. They slowly walked back, and he asked about the gun. The young narcotics police officer, named Fangzheng, told him it was a Type 56C short-barreled submachine gun, equipped by the Navy and the Armed Police. The provincial department had also equipped several for the narcotics squad to enhance their firepower.

"The Type 79 submachine gun has insufficient firepower, and the rate of fire is too high. Once you pull the trigger, all the bullets are gone. The Type 56C is better, more compact for close combat, but it has a shorter range and is very noisy," Fangzheng explained.

"No wonder I never saw this gun in the Army," Liu Handong realized.

Back near the toll booth, the battlefield had been mostly cleaned up, and traffic had resumed. Cars passed by the burned-out Jeep, and drivers turned their heads to look. Ruisi Xin frowned, holding his submachine gun with one hand and quickly gesturing with the other, indicating that vehicles should not stop. He had taken a bottle of purified water to pour over himself to hide the fact that he had wet his pants. Even if everyone knew, they wouldn't mock him, as it was his first real combat experience, involving a grenade explosion and a gunfight.

Reinforcements arrived and took over the scene. The intern special police only needed to maintain order and direct traffic, busy and happy.

Soon, the police academy leadership and Zhang Y森 arrived at the scene. These student police had not completed their training, and if there were casualties in the battle, someone would be held responsible. They were relieved that none of the six student police were injured, and Liu Handong had even made a significant contribution by killing a drug dealer.

The police academy leadership was very excited, and Zhang Y森 was also quite proud, introducing Liu Handong as the squad leader.

"Good job, young man. The academy will give you a commendation," the leader patted Liu Handong's shoulder in satisfaction.

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Liu Handong made a significant contribution during his internship, killing one drug dealer and injuring another, assisting the narcotics squad in solving a major drug case. Since the training team was a group of personnel trained by the riot control brigade at the police academy, he received commendations from both the police academy and the riot control brigade. The other five students also benefited from his success, receiving commendations.

The other students were extremely envious, wishing they could encounter a gunfight, but their internships passed without incident, dealing mostly with complaints, petty theft, and domestic violence.

At the end of April, the training finally concluded. After rigorous training, the 150 student police had developed a police-like demeanor, standing straight and sitting properly, with a solid political and cultural foundation. The final test was the graduation parade, and it was said that the provincial department leaders would come to inspect.

The students were very excited, determined to perform well in the parade to gain the attention of the provincial department leaders.

On the last day of April, the provincial department leaders indeed came to inspect the police academy. Over a thousand students and faculty gathered on the large playground, including the 150 students from the special police training team, all dressed in black Kevlar riot gear, wearing riot helmets, and holding fiberglass shields and long batons, fully armed.

The ceremony began, and the students, dressed in regular uniforms, training uniforms, camouflage, and riot gear, formed square formations and passed by the reviewing stand.

After the inspection, the leaders from the provincial department and the city bureau took their seats. Naturally, the head of the provincial department, Song Jianfeng, sat in the center. The weather in late April was already quite hot, and he wore a long-sleeved white police shirt, a tie, and the rank of Deputy Chief Inspector, which made many envious. In fact, most police officers could only reach the rank of Deputy Section Chief or Second-Class Inspector, and even then, they were frontline officers.

Young people are never short of dreams. Many of the over a thousand student police were secretly determined to follow Song Jianfeng's example, striving to become police officers and eventually wearing the No. 001 police badge.

Liu Handong stared at the reviewing stand, not recognizing any of the white-shirted leaders, but Lin Lianan could name most of them and their backgrounds.

"Next to Song, that's Zhan Shusen, the head of the city bureau and deputy head of the provincial department. Next to him is the head of the traffic police, Zhu Huabiao. The big, dark-faced man is the head of the special police, Shi Guoping, who we all report to."

As the rousing tune of the PLA March played, the formations passed by the reviewing stand. At the command of the squad leaders, the students turned their heads in unison to salute, and the leaders on the stand stood up to return the salute, creating a solemn atmosphere.

Next, the students performed military boxing, vehicle pursuit, chest-breaking with a stone, and head-breaking with a brick, among other traditional performances. The focus was on the riot control training team's formation display.

The 150 riot police, under the command of their instructors, quickly changed formations, occasionally letting out powerful roars. The riot shields were both defensive and offensive, allowing for flexible movement.

The police academy leadership also arranged for over 200 students in civilian clothes to simulate a riot on the playground, using wooden sticks, bottles, and bricks. The riot police advanced with their shield formation, repelling the attacks with bottles and bricks. Tear gas was fired from the rear to disperse the rioters, and then the police quickly entered the crowd to establish a line. Two officers worked together to apprehend the rioters and quickly remove them from the scene, performing smoothly and perfectly, earning applause.

The final performance was a shooting demonstration, which was also excellent. At 11:00 AM, the performance ended, and the students returned to their barracks to change out of their riot gear and put on regular uniforms, lining up to go to the cafeteria for lunch. Song Jianfeng and the other leaders did not leave immediately but chose to have lunch with the students in the police academy cafeteria.

While Liu Handong and others were eating, a group of leaders, including Song Jianfeng, approached. The head of the provincial department, a Deputy Chief Inspector, was holding a stainless steel tray and sat down opposite Liu Handong.

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A small incident occurred during the inspection. The female squad leader, Zhao Liangxuan, either from excitement, low blood sugar, or the heavy armor, fainted in the sun. She was immediately carried away by the duty students, but the inspection was not affected.

Song Jianfeng was very approachable. He shook hands with each student, and Liu Handong was the first.

"You are Liu Handong. I've heard of you. You helped the narcotics squad capture drug dealers and seize weapons and drugs a few days ago. Well done! I hope you will continue to excel in your work as a riot control officer." Song Jianfeng finished, and the accompanying leaders applauded.

Liu Handong maintained a serious expression, showing no sign of pride. He stood at attention and saluted, saying, "Thank you, Director Song, for your encouragement."

Song Jianfeng nodded and moved on to the next student, lavishing praise on each special police officer.

After removing her riot helmet, Zhao Liangxuan returned to the playground. Song Jianfeng praised her, saying, "Women can be as capable as men. Jiangbei has a women's mounted police, and we have a women's riot control team in Jinjiang. Each has its strengths. You are Zhao Liangxuan, right? You did well, showing great resilience, but you need to improve your physical fitness."

The female special police officer nodded vigorously, "I will definitely improve my physical fitness."

Song Jianfeng said to Zhang Y森 and Shi Guoping, half-jokingly, "Don't be too hard on her. Women's special police is a new initiative. Women have inherent disadvantages in riot control, so they need to work harder."

The leaders nodded in agreement, recognizing the criticism in Song Jianfeng's words. The recruitment of 30 female special police officers was mainly to accommodate various interests, with little practical significance. The initiative was started by the head of Jinjiang, Zhan Shusen, who was not from the same faction as Song Jianfeng and was aligned with Governor Sun.

After the inspection, the student police returned to their barracks to change out of their riot gear and put on regular uniforms, lining up to go to the cafeteria for lunch. Song Jianfeng and the other leaders did not leave immediately but chose to have lunch with the students in the police academy cafeteria.

While Liu Handong and others were eating, a group of leaders, including Song Jianfeng, approached. The head of the provincial department, a Deputy Chief Inspector, was holding a stainless steel tray and sat down opposite Liu Handong.