I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

At the same time, the Armed Police Special Operations Detachment at the southern suburban training ground also received a request for assistance.

Squad leader Wang Rui had just finished a tactical exercise and was leading his team to wipe away sweat and rehydrate. The backs of their camouflage uniforms were completely soaked and stuck to their bodies.

An emergency order suddenly came through the walkie-talkie.

"Squad Leader Wang, the Municipal Bureau requests backup. A kidnapping at gunpoint has occurred at the Kangzhuang Avenue intersection. A boy has been abducted, the suspect is armed, and is extremely unstable. The situation is urgent. Please dispatch an assault team with ammunition immediately!"

Wang Rui's eyes sharpened, and he instantly entered battle mode, his earlier fatigue vanishing completely.

"Everyone has it!"

"Quickly don your gear! Assault teams one and two, follow me! Move out!"

"Sniper team, advance by vehicle and occupy the highest point for reconnaissance! Report back immediately!"

"yes!"

A few minutes later, two Mengshi assault vehicles floored their accelerators, flashing their lights, and sped off toward Kangzhuang Avenue.

Inside the car, Wang Rui spread out a tactical map and quickly assigned tasks to his team members: "One group is responsible for frontal containment to attract the suspect's attention."

"The second group will flank from the side shops, looking for an opportunity to break in."

"Sniper, stand by on the top floor of the shopping mall across the street, locate the suspect, and fire on my command."

"Remember, ensuring the safety of the hostages is the top priority! Do you all understand?"

"clear!"

The team members had grim expressions, their fingers on the trigger guards, their muscles tense, ready to engage in battle at any moment.

As the sun set, five police cars and two assault vehicles sped off in the same direction.

The sirens blared in unison, drawing stares and whispers from passersby who all assumed some earth-shattering crime had occurred.

At this time, at the intersection of Kangzhuang Avenue.

Qian Kun sat cross-legged on the ground, playing a "gunfight game" with Zhao Yihang and the little boy.

The little boy laughed heartily, having completely forgotten his earlier fright. He chased after Zhao Yihang with his toy gun in hand, his short legs moving incredibly fast.

"Hey, why aren't the police here yet?"

Qian Kun complained, "The efficiency is too low. Luckily we're good people; if we'd run into human traffickers, they would have vanished long ago!"

"What's the rush? We might get stuck in traffic during rush hour," Zhao Yihang said, panting as he was chased around in circles by the child. "Besides, we did something heroic. If we really get back late, the company commander can't say anything. He might even praise us."

"No need for praise, just don't punish me." Qian Kun waved his hand, glancing down at the scrapes on his arm. "By the way, I need to get the medic to disinfect it when we get back, otherwise it'll get infected and be considered a work injury. Do you think this counts as an act of bravery? Can we get some extra points for our class?"

Zhao Yihang nodded with a smile: "Yes, it definitely counts! I'll ask Brother Feng to apply for a third-class merit for you later, the kind with a big red flower."

The two were chatting and laughing, having a great time playing with the child, completely unaware that seven or eight vehicles full of live ammunition police officers and armed police special forces were less than three kilometers away from them.

Before the police arrived, Wu Hanfeng and He Dong drove up first.

"Brother Feng is here!"

Zhao Yihang and Qiankun were stunned when they saw the car.

"Holy crap?!"

The vehicle that drove up was indeed a camouflage-painted Cheetah SUV, and judging by the model, it was definitely the car belonging to Regiment Commander Li Cuicui.

The once glossy paint, so polished it reflected your image, was now shattered into plastic fragments by the front bumper, with the right half dangling precariously as it wobbled along the road.

Both headlights were completely shattered.

The hood bulged up to the size of a washbasin, the paint was scratched in streaks, and even the military emblem on the front of the car was almost worn away.

From the front, the vehicle, to put it nicely, looks like a battle-hardened tank that has just come off the training field.

To put it bluntly, they are scrapped vehicles that have just been dragged out of the junkyard.

"No... is this really the commander's car?" Qian Kun rushed forward, circling the vehicle. "It was perfectly fine when I sat in it at noon, sparkling clean. How come it's in such a state after just one afternoon? This isn't driving a car, it's like driving it to crash into a tank!"

As they were talking, the driver's side window rolled down, and Wu Hanfeng leaned out: "What are you looking at? Hurry up and put your things in the car; we still need to pick up Ma Teng later."

"Brother Feng!" Qian Kun clung to the car window. "What did you do to the commander's car? I heard it's his prized possession. He usually doesn't even dare to step on the gas pedal when he drives it, and he even uses a special chamois cloth to wipe it down. And you've wrecked it like this? When we get back, the commander will beat you to death with Seven Wolves cigarettes!"

"It's no big deal." Wu Hanfeng waved his hand. "We ran into two bastards driving fake military vehicles. They were trying to run away and rammed the front of their car into us. It's nothing, the engine and transmission are fine, it can still be driven."

He Dong, sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head with a look of utter despair. "It wasn't just a bump! That heavy truck slid three meters backward against the car, almost sending us crashing into a ditch."

"My butt is still numb. When the squad leader climbed onto the vehicle to grab people, I felt like half my soul had left my body."

"Look at you, so pathetic." Wu Hanfeng jumped out of the car, his gaze sweeping over the little boy standing next to Zhao Yihang, clutching a blue toy gun. He raised an eyebrow. "Where did this brat come from?"

Zhao Yihang quickly recounted what had just happened.

Wu Hanfeng nodded slightly. "You did a good job. I'll go back and apply to the regiment for an award for you!"

Wu Hanfeng squatted down to be level with the little boy: "Lele, right? Don't be afraid, we are all soldiers, not bad people."

Lele, holding her toy gun, stared at him with her round eyes and nodded timidly.

"Don't stand by the roadside. You've been in the sun all afternoon, and the child will get heatstroke."

Wu Hanfeng stood up. "Quickly put everything you bought into the trunk. What food did you buy? Take some out for the child to eat, and get him settled in the car first."

"The police could come at any time, we can't just leave the child standing on the side of the road."

"Oh right!" Qian Kun slapped his forehead. "I was so scared I forgot the kid was probably hungry too."

The two quickly grabbed the shopping bags, and when they opened the trunk, Qian Kun gasped again. The trunk was piled high with stacks of fake documents, fake vehicle dispatch slips, and half a bag of braised duck wings confiscated from the regimental commander's office, all crammed together in a jumbled mess.

"You've had a very fruitful afternoon, squad leader."

Wu Hanfeng ignored him and told Zhao Yihang to take the child to the car to rest.

Zhao Yihang nodded, picked up the child, opened the back door and put him on the back seat, then handed him a bottle of water with the cap unscrewed.

Lele sat in the chair, swinging her short legs, munching on a chicken leg while holding a toy gun.

Neither of them noticed that on the rooftop of the shopping mall diagonally opposite the intersection, a black sniper rifle barrel was steadily aimed in their direction.

Lin Chen, a sniper from the Armed Police Special Forces Detachment, has just arrived at this high vantage point.

Just as I set up my gun, I saw Zhao Yihang put the child into the car!