Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

A perfectly fitting song, "Goodbye, Mom," filled the platform with sobs as people embraced each other, their eyes red and swollen.

The new recruits were crying, their parents were crying, and their relatives and friends who were seeing them off were also crying.

Even Jackie Chan's eyes reddened!

Although Jackie Chan had some difficulty accepting his "peer-age" parents when he first came into this world, they have lived together for 20 years after all.

It warmed up even the stones, let alone people.

Facing his tearful mother's tearful farewells, Jackie Chan, who already had gray hair in his forties, couldn't possibly be without emotion or reluctance.

however.

No matter how reluctant we are, the time for parting has come.

"Waaah—"

After the whistle blew, the train stopped at the platform.

Shi Jin came to the front of the queue and shouted loudly to reorganize the chaotic line. He then began to call out names one by one to organize boarding the bus, with each person carrying their luggage boarding one by one.

The county town was small, with only a few dozen new recruits. Before long, all the new recruits were on the train.

All the new recruits were inside the train carriages, and their families could only say goodbye through the windows below, inevitably causing the crowd to become congested.

Cheng's mother was so engrossed in talking to the two brothers in the car that she didn't pay attention to where she was standing.

A thug who looked similar to Xu Erhe, with a greasy and oily appearance, was also in the crowd, his eyes glancing maliciously into the pockets of the people around him.

These days, pickpockets are as common as dogs at train stations, running around extorting money by stepping on people's feet.

Train stations are the most chaotic places!

The three-handed man saw that Cheng's mother's pockets were bulging and that she was dressed very well, so he could tell she was very rich. He squinted and leaned closer.

As fate would have it, Cheng's mother wasn't paying attention and stepped on the thug's foot.

The pickpockets, who had originally only intended to steal, immediately changed their minds and shouted, "Are you blind? You stepped on my foot!"

Extortion is far more profitable than theft.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, let me wipe it for you."

Cheng's mother was startled and quickly apologized, even bending down to wipe it clean with her hands.

"Sorry my ass, what's an apology worth?"

The three thieves were certain that Cheng's mother was a fat sheep, so they didn't listen to any explanations at all. With a fierce push, they shoved Cheng's mother to the ground with a thud.

He pressed on relentlessly, demanding compensation and gesturing to his accomplices nearby.

Upon receiving the signal, the three accomplices rushed over, each one looking fierce and cursing, and surrounded Cheng's mother and Cheng Guoqiang.

Seeing so many thugs appear, everyone knew something bad was about to happen.

To avoid getting burned, the families who had brought the children away all ran away, leaving a large area open for them to gather around and watch the spectacle.

"Are you looking for death? How dare you extort military families in broad daylight? Let me tell you, both of my sons are soldiers."

Cheng Guoqiang adopted the airs of a village cadre, protecting his wife closely behind him, and never losing his manly nature in the face of trouble.

"Joining the army? Good men don't become soldiers, good iron isn't used for nails, only fools join the army, haha."

"So what if you're a soldier? You're nothing but rubbish. If you're so tough, let them come down and beat me up."

"If you step on my foot, you have to pay me back. Don't blame me for being impolite if you don't pay me 100 yuan."

"This area is under our jurisdiction. You can beat us without any repercussions. I'm warning you, don't be ungrateful."

The four thugs were extremely arrogant, daring to openly mock the soldiers even in this place where soldiers were being sent to the army. They were fearless because they thought the two old guys couldn't beat them.

"What are you doing? Are you bullying us?"

Xu Baishun, who usually doesn't get along with Cheng Guoqiang, didn't kick him while he was down. Instead, he glared at him and came over to help.

His two sons were nowhere to be found; their whereabouts were unknown.

"Oh, here comes an old guy, trying to show off?"

When Three-Hands saw someone stepping forward to help, he was immediately annoyed and wanted to make an example of Xu Baishun to force Cheng's mother to pay compensation.

"You've gone completely lawless! I advise you to leave right now, or I'll call the police."

Cheng Guoqiang sensed something was wrong. Forgetting to thank Xu Baishun for his loyalty, he immediately threatened to call the police, trying to scare the thugs.

"Call the police? I'll blow your head off first."

After saying that, the three-handed man revealed his true colors and swung his fist at Cheng Guoqiang.

"ah--"

Seeing the three hands start fighting, everyone thought Cheng Guoqiang was going to be in trouble, and there was a chorus of exclamations from the surrounding crowd.

After all, his age is a factor. A person in their 40s is at a great disadvantage when fighting someone in their 20s, especially since he has fewer people on the other side.

But the next moment.

Everyone was stunned.

The gasps of surprise turned into a uniform "Wow—".

The three fists that came flying at Chen Guoqiang were less than 10 centimeters away, but they couldn't move forward even a millimeter.

The three hands, which had originally looked fierce, stared wide-eyed as if they had seen a ghost.

A large, thick hand, as big as a palm leaf fan, completely enveloped his hand, turning it into the filling of a bun, constantly being kneaded and squeezed by the large hand outside.

The triumphant look on the three-handed man's face turned pale at a visible speed.

I was so scared!

"Didn't you say you wanted me to come down and beat you up? I'm down now. Come on, come on, let me see how good you are."

Jackie Chan spoke calmly with a cold face, but his hands continued to increase the force.

The pressure was so great that the fists of the three hands were deformed.

"Fuck you, what are you all still looking at? Can't you see I can't move? Hurry up and come help, get your weapons and fuck this bastard to death."

Feeling excruciating pain, the three-handed man knew he was no match for the giant in front of him and quickly called for his companions to come and help.

The three accomplices knew Jackie Chan.

We'd been discussing it together before, wondering what Jackie Chan ate to grow up like that, how could he be so scary, you'd think his bones would break if he got punched.

If they had known this woman was the mother of this pervert, they would have run as far away as possible.

But now that the feud between the two sides has already begun, it's too late to say anything. The only thing they can do now is to bite the bullet and move forward.

The three knew they couldn't win in hand-to-hand combat, so they all pulled out their heavy weapons.

Two switchblades and a steel pipe!

Seeing that knives had been brandished, the situation had escalated and bloodshed was likely. The onlookers retreated several steps, and some even ran out of the station.

Only then did they think of running out to call the police.

In this era without cell phones, reporting a crime meant either running to the police station or finding a public phone, which was extremely slow.

"What are you doing? Want to fight? Come on!"

"Boss, I'll help you too."

Cheng Cai and Xu Sanduo were a step behind Jackie Chan, but they also ran off the train and chose to stand beside Jackie Chan even though he was holding a knife.

Two more frog skins came down, and there were more people on the other side than on their side.

The three thugs hesitated to make a move for a moment.

Jackie Chan was also in a difficult position at this time.