Chapter 6: Class Monitor, Big Brother

He quietly walked into Zhaojia Village. Along the way, none of the armed police officers and criminal investigators on duty tried to stop him, nor did anyone question his identity or purpose. He seemed to carry an invisible aura, inspiring an indescribable awe toward him.

Now, Ouyang Zhuo had led the criminal police and armed police to stake out the entrance of Zhaojia Village for thirty-six hours. The bodies of seventeen militia members had long been removed, but bloodstains could still be found on the ground, and the stench of blood was so thick it could barely melt.

He reached out and picked up the homemade landmine, which had already been wrapped in a plastic bag as evidence. Staring at the pale yellow liquid inside the beer bottle, then at the crude but practical ignition device at the mouth of the bottle, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a faint, almost imperceptible smile.

Everywhere were fully armed soldiers with tense expressions. The police lights on the police cars kept turning tirelessly, and the command center had even set up a command radio. On one command vehicle, several satellite-linked microcomputers monitored the entire mountain throughout the entire process. Everywhere you look, busy figures bustling about. Now the sun was about to set, and a few fiery clouds floated quietly in the air. Looking up from the foot of the mountain, it seemed as if the entire mountain was beginning to catch fire.

A strong wind swept through, rustling the trees on the mountain, leaves fluttering, and even the shouts of people became ethereal. In this mournful yet beautiful setting, he was the most eye-catching!

He was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. Every muscle on his exposed body was as hard as marble, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, it shimmered with a metallic toughness. Yet, it made one feel as if he harbored a terrifying explosive power like a fiery arsenal within his body. He pressed his lips together, his facial features sharply defined. Beneath his thick, sword-like eyebrows struck a prominent and sexy nose. In his deep eye sockets, his gaze radiated a cold, profound light. Just a brief glance with him made you involuntarily fall into the almost cosmic black hole aura in his eyes.

He stands a full 185 centimeters tall, with a broad build and a burly waist, yet somehow gives off a nimble agility like a cheetah. He straightened his waist, exuding an indescribable pride. Facing such a man, although the shoulder insignia on his uniform showed he was just a minor squad leader, the captain of the armed police force involuntarily stood at attention and saluted him.

"Zhao Haiping is a soldier I trained, so this time the higher-ups sent me to deal with him." His voice was slightly hoarse, but precisely because of it, it carried a magnetic charm full of strange charm. He looked at the captain's hand reaching out to him but did not shake hands. He said calmly, "I believe you already understand my duty and our confidentiality rules, but I must repeat it once more." Whether Zhao Haiping lives or dies, I will take him back. The military tribunal will punish him severely! I have no name, you can just call me ...... Class monitor! ”

Ouyang Zhuo and the captain looked at the man before them in astonishment. He seemed to be ten years younger than Zhao Haiping, yet he was the instructor who personally trained Zhao Haiping to build such a war machine! In Ouyang Zhuo and the captain's mindset, anyone who could train someone like Zhao Haiping must be at least in their fifties, with gray hair dyed at the ends and a few streaks of three or four stars on their epaulettes.

He really was just a squad leader. He wore a very ordinary camouflage outfit and carried no automatic weapons. If you had to look for something special about him, Ouyang Zhuo, as a detective captain, keenly noticed that this man who called himself "Squad Leader" wore a small silver medal on the right chest of his uniform.

It was an eagle soaring to fly!

Ouyang Zhuo suddenly realized his throat was stuffed with something.

It wasn't until he was about to explain the case to the class monitor that the two walked into a quiet corner that Ouyang Zhuo suddenly grabbed the class monitor's hand.

The class monitor frowned slightly, quickly scanning the area to make sure no one noticed their little moves. He shook his head helplessly and tacitly approved of Ouyang Zhuo's actions.

Ouyang Zhuo stared intently at the class monitor's face and whispered, "Big brother, is it really you?!" ”

The class monitor laughed, flicked Ouyang Zhuo's forehead hard, rolled his eyes, and said, "Nonsense! ”

"It's been a full ten years since we last met!" Holding his forehead painfully from the flick, Ouyang Zhuo widened his eyes and whispered, "Boss, with your wisdom and extraordinary talent, plus your old man's wild network in the army, you've been in the army for ten years. You should be at least a major or lieutenant colonel, so why are you still a pitiful little squad leader?!" Not to mention just now, boss, you sulked and stood there stiffly—I really had doubts. If my boss lived another fifty years, he wouldn't become a clueless old rhyme, right?! ”

"Boom!"

Ouyang Zhuo was smacked the forehead again by the class monitor, who whispered, "Don't ask, this is a secret!" Besides...... Your boss is basically a boss-level character. If I step in to help you guys put out the fire, I should at least strike a cool pose! Otherwise, how could that captain possibly stand at attention and salute me, the junior squad leader?! ”

Ouyang Zhuo couldn't help but roll his eyes. The boss is the boss—this shameless and shameless trait has really been unchanged for fifty years! Just like Jin Yong once said in his novels about a character: the more others disdain what they dare not do or what they cannot do, the more the boss does it with enthusiasm and tirelessness. Once pirate-style adventurous spirit bursts forth, unless you come up with something jaw-dropping, the boss's name will have to be written backwards!

"I came in a bit of a hurry and didn't prepare anything. I need to borrow a weapon from you."

The squad leader took the Zhi-85 automatic rifle from an armed police soldier, opened the bolt for a quick inspection, and without even taking a spare magazine, he slowly walked toward the mountain with the rifle. The armed police officer who had borrowed the automatic rifle saw the captain did not stop him. He took off his bulletproof vest, ran a few steps to catch up with the squad leader, and brought the helmet to him, saying, "That criminal is very formidable. Put these on just in case!" ”

After glancing around, the soldier took out a tiny Buddha statue from his pocket, worth just a few yuan, and quietly slipped it into the squad leader's hand. He whispered, "This is a protective talisman my mother obtained from Wutai, and she even asked the old monk to consecrate it!" The barracks forbid bringing such things, and I've been secretly keeping them so much that even the squad leader hasn't noticed! I always bring it along for every mission, hoping it will keep you safe this time as well! ”

Looking at the grass-green bulletproof vest and helmet held by the armed police soldier, along with the small Buddha statue, and then at the honest and sincere face, the squad leader smiled. He picked up a fist-sized stone from the ground and said, "Keep your eyes wide open and watch carefully. I'm only going to demonstrate once!" ”

The fist-sized stone was thrown by the squad leader forty to fifty meters high. Just as everyone thought he would directly raise his gun and demonstrate one-shot fire, he suddenly shot forward like an arrow released from a bow. That terrifying sense of speed shifting from calm to movement made everyone feel, both visually and psychologically: this guy in front of them was not even human!

"Smack!"

During the high-speed movement, the squad leader's automatic rifle fired, shattering a fist-sized boulder with a single shot. The captain and several lieutenants gasped together, something only rigorously trained professional soldiers could tell. The squad leader pulled the trigger when the stone's upward kinetic energy reached a balance point with gravity, and the entire stone hovered in midair at 0.1 seconds.

This is not only the pinnacle of the most challenging sport shooting but also combines a shooter's terrifying ability to grasp the overall situation and quickly analyze under any circumstances, demonstrating terrifying calculations and coordination! As he fired the first bullet, the squad leader lunged forward. Before his body hit the ground, he suddenly curled up into a ball, and with the force of his full sprint, he rolled seven or eight meters across the ground. During this difficult military dodge, the squad leader's automatic rifle fired again.

"Smack!"

The largest piece of debris in the air was struck by his spear, and at the very instant kinetic and potential energy reached balance, he shattered it with one shot!

A platoon leader from the armed police force, who specializes in sniping, covered his mouth and whispered, "Oh my god! ”