World War I

Chapter 117: Take it as your own
"Luo Ye, a traffic police car has brought in a traffic accident case. The woman who made the most noise is called Sal. Be careful, she's someone important."

Before he could finish, the traffic police and three other people walked into the sheriff's office.

Luo Yeban tilted his head and looked at Tom Hiddleston. This guy was as tall as Turgenev and so perverted.

The traffic policeman described the traffic accident in detail, then said with a wry smile, "This car owner insists on calling this a criminal case. Sorry to bother you, Captain Luo. Goodbye."

The traffic police couldn't afford to offend him, so he could avoid him. He thought quickly and passed the buck to Luo Ye.

Luo Ye glared at Sal: "Even though you're pretty, you should know the traffic rules, right? The truck driver has already slowed down to prevent it. If he hadn't slowed down, would you still be standing here nagging?"

"Captain Luo, do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are. My opinion is that you are fully responsible. As for him, it's okay. This is not a criminal case at all. You are just bored. I'm very busy. Please come on."

Bank girl: "You really don't know who she is?"

"I don't want to know who she is. The case is over. Please, if you don't leave now, don't force me to treat you rudely."

Sal pointed at Luo Ye angrily and said, "Just wait, you will be like that truck driver and lose your job tomorrow. Just wait!"

Turgenev happened to appear at the door and said on Luo Ye's behalf, "Get out!"

Sal was confused and angry, "Who are you?"

"My name is Turgenev, the captain of the St. Petersburg Hellfire Special Police Team. You have a background, and so do I. Get out!"

The two women left angrily. Tom Hiddleston said, "Thank you, officers, for your impartiality. Can I leave now?"

"of course."

Turgenev looked after him.

"This guy must have been a soldier before."

"I think so too."

As Tom Hiddleston walked out of the police station gate, Sonya came back in a police car and she also looked at Tom Hiddleston's back.

"Who was that person just now?"

"A truck driver had a minor collision with a BMW. It was a close call. What happened, Sonia?"

"It's so strange, why does his back look a bit like the man who tried to strangle Stanislav that night?"

Luo Ye immediately asked: "Are you sure?"

Sonya hesitated.

"Turgenev's back looks a bit like it, too."

Turgenev: "Sonia, if it weren't for the fact that you're a policewoman, I'd punish you by making you run a hundred laps around the playground!"

"You don't have that right."

"What's with that helicopter in the yard? It's parked so well!"

As Sonya's police car pulled into the police station, she spotted a helicopter parked in the yard. Siberia is vast and sparsely populated, and the Kursk police station occupies a large area, but the grounds are filled with tall trees, leaving little extra space.

The model of the helicopter that Luo Ye borrowed was Mi-24.
This is a special attack helicopter of the former Soviet Union, code-named "Hind" by NATO, also known as female deer/doe.

This type of helicopter is generally used by troops to open up forward routes for their own troops, clear anti-aircraft fire and various obstacles, and perform escort missions.

This thing is big and can hold eight to twelve people.

In Luo Ye's subconscious mind, the police station's helicopter should be used exclusively by the police. When he saw the thing he wanted to borrow, he was immediately confused.

He couldn't figure out why the county police department had such a large military helicopter, and Chief Knuckles didn't explain it clearly.
But this helicopter is definitely useful for Luo Ye to go to the forest to find the fortress test site, as it can accommodate many people.

What is worrying is that the helicopter is too old. A lot of its paint has fallen off, revealing rusty iron plates.

After the helicopter took off from the county police station's parking lawn, Luo Yete was worried that the helicopter would fall.

Turgenev didn't know whether he was performing stunts or wanted to test the performance of the helicopter, but he drove the helicopter like a roller coaster.

Luo Ye was so scared that his face turned pale.

It would be fine if the helicopter just swayed left and right and dove up and down, but it actually did somersaults in the sky. This idiot could even do that kind of flying skill that only top special forces pilots can do.

"Turgenev, drive steadily! If you fall, our police department will go bankrupt!"

The SWAT captain saw Luo Ye holding on to the handrail in a terrified state and laughed out loud like a pig.

He continued to play this pig-like joy for half an hour. Luo Ye had no training in aerial rolling and almost vomited the contents of his stomach.

After giving Luo Ye enough trouble, the helicopter flew towards the town of Kursk.

This was the most comfortable time Turgenev had felt since he met Luo Ye. All his revenge was avenged.

Luo Ye got off the plane in a daze and found that the helicopter was parked steadily in a small open space in the police station. He couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Turgenev's driving skills.

Turgenev said, "This is nothing, just the most basic fundamental skills, an introductory course."

"You drove it back. Isn't this the county police department's helicopter?"

"It was borrowed. Sheriff Luo borrowed it from Knuckles."

Luo Ye: "Not just borrowing it, but finding a way to make this helicopter ours, that would be wonderful."

Sonya and Turgenev looked at each other, then at Luo Ye.

"The performance of our police cars is truly intolerable. Patrolling with a helicopter is more efficient, hassle-free, and convenient. What do you think?"

Luo Ye began to think of taking the helicopter for himself.

Going out on patrol in a helicopter is much more impressive than driving a BMW. County police departments are generally reluctant to use such helicopters as they consume a lot of fuel. Although oil prices in Russia are cheap, they cannot withstand such a large amount of fuel consumption. County police departments are seriously short of funds.

"It's a sheer waste to keep the helicopter at the county police station. We can put it to good use here. What do you think, Colonel Turgenev?"

Turgenev did not comment, but looked at the helicopter with interest, holding his chin.

(End of this chapter)