Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 331 On-site Situation
The black Golf GTI sped along the road like a shooting star, and in less than half an hour, Chen Shu arrived at the SWAT team.

After parking the car, I immediately ran to the duty room on the second floor, seeing some team members arriving one after another along the way.

Right now, Li Da and his five-person duty team, fully armed, were in the duty room, busy making phone calls to contact the special police officers.

Upon seeing Chen Shu enter, Li Da, who had been frantically searching for a lifeline, rushed over as if he had found a straw and asked in rapid succession, "Chen Shu, we can't contact half of them or they've run off to other places. What are we going to do?"

In the previous kidnapping case and anti-fraud work, the simple-minded Li Da had become accustomed to Chen Shu's command and subsequent success. Now that the other party had arrived, he treated him as if he were his backbone.

Police regulations explicitly require that mobile phones be switched on 24 hours a day to ensure they are available at any time. There are virtually no long holidays, and leaving the city requires reporting, among other things.

Through Li Da's words, Chen Shu keenly sensed the laxity in the SWAT team's daily management.

Keeping your phone on 24/7 is a basic work requirement. If we emphasize this in meetings every few days and conduct a few surprise drills, we can basically get everyone into this habit.

If people leave the city, as long as they do a good job of reporting, they can keep the number of people within a certain range, and they won't end up like they are now, only able to contact half of the people.

Chen Shu patted Li Da's hand, signaling him to calm down first, and then find out the whole story.

After a moment's hesitation, Chen Shu made a decision: "Li Da, we don't need to wait for everyone to arrive before we set off; we can't afford to wait any longer. I'll take the first and second squadrons, who have already arrived at the unit, to the scene first, as many people as we can manage."

You stay at the unit and wait until the rest of the team arrives before leading your team over. While waiting, take some usable rescue equipment with you. By the way, can Instructor Xie come to the unit? If he does, have him lead the duty team to stay at the unit; it can't be left unattended.”

Li Da nodded in agreement.

After handing over his work, Chen Shu prepared to go to the office to change into his SWAT training uniform. Before leaving, he asked the on-duty police officer to notify the members of the first and second squadrons to assemble in the courtyard in fifteen minutes while wearing their training uniforms, without needing to bring their personal equipment.

Since Li Da had already announced at the previous brigade meeting that he would hand over full responsibility for the business operations of the four squadrons to Chen Shu, Chen Shu did not hesitate to issue the order directly.

Li Da was straightforward and didn't think about anything else at this moment.

When Chen Shu opened the office door, he was surprised to see Chen Chuan, who reeked of alcohol, already half-undressed inside.

He was extremely surprised: "Why are you here?"

"No matter how much I drink, I'll still remember to answer the phone at any time." Chen Chuan smiled and urged, "What are you still looking at? Hurry up and change your clothes."

"Hey!"

Twenty minutes later, four Ford Transit troop carriers lined up and drove out of the SWAT team.

Passenger cabin of electric spacecraft No. 333.

College student Han Minka sat on the ground, shook his groggy head a few times, and slowly regained some consciousness.

Just now, I was sitting and scrolling through Douyin, wasn't I? What happened? He reached out and grabbed the seat, pushing himself up with a forceful effort. Leaning back in the seat, he realized that the cabin, which had been brightly lit, was now completely dark.

Upon closer inspection, I realized that screams were coming from all around.

Han Min's mind went blank for a few seconds. When he came to his senses, he immediately bent down and touched the phone that he had thrown out of his hand.

Suddenly I touched something warm and soft. After a moment's thought, I remembered that it was the young lady sitting next to me.

He removed the luggage that was pressing down on the woman and threw it onto the empty chair next to her. Then he helped the still unconscious woman up and placed her on the chair. Finally, he put his index finger under the woman's nose. Whew, thankfully she was alive.

After settling the young woman down, he crawled under the seat again to fumble for his phone. After a while, when he finally found his phone and sat up, he discovered that the young woman on the seat had just woken up.

She seemed somewhat flustered, her soft, delicate hands grasping Han Min's arm: "Classmate, what's wrong? What happened?"

With his phone in hand, Han Min calmed down considerably. He looked towards the exit of the cabin, but it was too dark to see clearly. However, there were many phone screens lit up there, indicating that it was crowded with people.

"I don't know, maybe the spaceship crashed into something."

As he spoke, he vaguely recalled some incidents related to traffic accidents. He remembered that after a major traffic accident, one should leave the vehicle immediately to prevent a secondary explosion.

He looked out the window at the elevated bridge and saw some shadowy figures, probably passengers from other cabins who had run out first.

"We have to get out of here first," Han Min muttered to himself.

With a lot of background noise, the young woman probably didn't hear Han Min clearly and asked, "Excuse me, what did you say? Are we going to run out first? What's going on here...?"

For some reason, Han Min boldly grabbed the young woman's small hand and pulled her forcefully towards the cabin exit.

He walked ahead and said loudly, "No matter what, let's get out of here first! My name is Han Min, what's yours?"

The young woman, still shaken, obediently followed behind. Looking at the broad back in front of her, she thought for a moment, then reached out and took Han Min's hand.

"My name is Xu Lina."

Han Min was young and tall, and he quickly squeezed his way to the front row. Only then did he hear the shouts from the crowd.

"Hurry up! Open the door for us!"

"Open the door! Everyone else in the other cabins has come out!"

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Standing by the cabin door was a young female flight attendant in a blue and white uniform, probably in her early twenties. She was terrified and disoriented, sobbing as she frantically tried to contact the cabin crew via walkie-talkie, but there was no response.

At this moment, a burly man threw away the emergency hammer he had been knocking on the window for a long time without any effect, walked straight to the female flight attendant's side, and pressed all the red and green buttons next to the walkie-talkie from top to bottom.

The female flight attendant did not stop her.

"call."

As soon as the valve was released, the closed cabin door opened. The flow of people surged out like water released from a reservoir.

Han Min led Xu Lina out of the passenger cabin. Stepping onto the wet ground of the viaduct, not far ahead was the wrecked ship's cabin, and outside was the sky more than ten meters above the ground, with streaks of lightning constantly striking down overhead.

A few steps forward, one could faintly hear the wailing sounds coming from inside the damaged ship's cabin.

In the desolate depths of night, amidst the crowds on the overpass, someone finally broke down in a heart-wrenching wail, tears streaming down their face as they crouched on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. Panic, grief, helplessness, and despair enveloped everyone like the darkness of night. Where, then, was hope?

(End of this chapter)