Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

The ambulance, escorted by three security vehicles, headed towards the First People's Hospital of Shenhai City and soon left the side road and entered the North Ring Road.

Inside the ambulance, An Xiaohai lay shirtless on a stretcher, where doctors were giving him final treatment.

The security guard watched the outside of the car window warily, his attention almost entirely focused on the outside; Xiao Luo gripped a submachine gun, looking somewhat nervous; Liu Cong clenched his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at An Xiaohai.

Xia Qing was also staring at An Xiaohai, tears streaming down her face, ruining her makeup. She thought she could control herself, but when she saw the crisscrossing scars on An Xiaohai's body, she could no longer hold back.

Perhaps to take a shortcut, the lead car turned off the North Ring Road and onto the auxiliary road, and the light inside the car immediately dimmed considerably.

The doctor frowned, but didn't say anything more. He simply used the remaining light in the car to apply gauze and bandages to An Xiaohai's wound.

Just then, Liu Cong suddenly reached out his left hand, snatched the submachine gun from Xiao Luo beside him, pointed it at the security personnel opposite, and at the same time, raised his own gun with his right hand and pressed it against Xiao Luo's temple.

"Don't move! Don't move! Hands up!...You, step back!" Liu Cong roared.

The security personnel were slightly taken aback. After glancing at An Xiaohai, they stared at Liu Cong and raised their hands. The doctor glanced at Liu Cong, raised his hands, and slowly retreated to the corner.

Xia Qing only reacted at this moment, staring at Liu Cong in shock: "Liu Cong, what are you doing?!"

"Xia Qing, hurry, get the keys, unlock Xiao Hai's handcuffs, and help him up!"

"What exactly are you trying to do?!" Xia Qing panicked completely.

"Don't ask anymore, Xiao Hai has to run. He beat up the Party Secretary. If he doesn't run, he'll die!" Liu Cong almost shouted.

Xia Qing was startled and immediately wiped away her tears. She searched the security personnel next to her and found the handcuff key. She unlocked An Xiaohai's handcuffs and carefully helped An Xiaohai sit up from the stretcher.

When Xia Qing tried to help An Xiaohai to his feet, he refused.

"Liu Cong, tell me the reason, why?" An Xiaohai stared at Liu Cong expressionlessly and asked in a low voice.

"Stop asking. Can you hold on? If you can, I'll hold them off for a bit, and you can drive this car away!" Liu Cong said, still staring intently at the security personnel and Xiao Luo.

"I can hold on, but I won't leave unless you tell me why. How do I know you're not an enemy? How do I know you're not trying to harm me?"

"Trust me! Run!" Liu Cong practically roared.

"Give me a reason to believe in you."

"I am Liu Xinmin's son, and Liu Xinmin is my father!"

"How can you be sure that the Liu Xinmin I'm talking about is your father, Liu Xinmin?"

"Yes, it must be! You said Liu Xinmin was an undercover agent, right? They are all undercover agents, right? You killed Tong Dapeng to avenge them, right?!"

It must be him! It must be my dad!

My dad was a policeman, and he was always a good one. But suddenly he turned bad, got fired, brought us to Deepsea City, and then quickly went into the underworld before disappearing without a trace!

"He's an undercover agent, isn't he?! He must be the Liu Xinmin you're talking about!!" Liu Cong was on the verge of collapse.

"I don't believe what you say unless you can prove it!" An Xiaohai remained icy and frighteningly calm.

"I can vouch for you! Xia Qing, please help me get my wallet out. There are photos of my whole family in there!"

Xia Qing looked at An Xiaohai, who nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on Liu Cong's face.

Xia Qing approached Liu Cong, found his wallet, opened it, and sure enough, there was a photo inside.

The photo is black and white and has yellowed. It shows a young couple; the woman is wearing a work uniform and the man is wearing a police uniform. They look very affectionate.

Behind the couple stood a boy of about 10 years old, wearing a red scarf and smiling brightly; he was clearly Liu Cong in his youth.

Below the photo is a line of small print: 1984, Liu Xinmin and Zheng Xiulan, husband and wife, and their son Liu Cong, for a memento.

Xia Qing handed the photo to An Xiaohai, who took it and looked at it, and felt a pang of pain in his heart.

He had seen the man in the police uniform in the photo before, at Rhodes Prison.

"Alright, I believe you. Put the gun down now," An Xiaohai said with a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Hai!" Liu Cong glared at An Xiao Hai, his voice trembling violently.

"Yes, your father, Liu Xinmin, was an undercover agent and a hero. I was just avenging him and all the undercover agents who sacrificed their lives. Put the gun down."

"No, I won't! I must save you. If you don't leave, you'll die!" Liu Cong's tears finally flowed, but he seemed completely unaware of it.

"I won't die, Secretary Liu Yusheng will be fine, everyone will be fine, don't worry, trust me. These are all our people, put your guns down."

"real?"

"real!"

"Ah..." Liu Cong finally put down the gun in his hand, slumped back into his seat and burst into tears, but quickly suppressed his sobs.

"Attention, arrive at the designated location in five minutes!" the ambulance driver suddenly announced.

An Xiaohai's lips curled slightly. This was the voice of Special Operations Team No. 7 from the Security Department. The doctor was No. 10, and the other escort was No. 1.

I never expected to see them again so soon.

"Time is running out, everyone get ready. Number 10, do you have the health packs and bulletproof armor?"

"Yes, I'll get it. I'm really impressed with you, you can still recognize me dressed like this!" Number 10 quickly opened a first-aid kit in the corner, took out bulletproof armor with blood packs attached, and distributed them to everyone.

Everyone started wrapping bulletproof armor around their waists, and Xiao Luo was pointing out the differences to Liu Cong.

To minimize detection, the bulletproof armor is small, covering only the abdominal area.

Xia Qing was a little confused. She was still wearing a tight-fitting jumpsuit, so it wasn't appropriate to wear this!

"Why are you here? It's dangerous..." An Xiaohai said with a wry smile.

Xia Qing didn't know what was wrong with her, but she suddenly walked up to An Xiaohai, opened her arms and gently hugged him.

An Xiaohai stiffened for a moment, but quickly relaxed and gently patted Xia Qing's back.

Xia Qing's chest heaved violently twice, but she quickly restrained herself, released An Xiaohai, lowered her head, and blushed to the roots of her neck.

"Everyone, please cooperate, turn around, and let our beautiful lady change her equipment!"

An Xiaohai said with a smile, and everyone turned around in cooperation. Xia Qing blushed even more and hurriedly lifted her skirt to tie the bulletproof armor around her waist.

"Xiao Luo, have you checked the bullets?" An Xiaohai asked, holding Xiao Luo's submachine gun.

"I've checked it countless times, but I just can't relax! I'm so worried!" Xiao Luo said with a mournful face.

"Hehe, that's normal. Let me check it for you again."

After speaking, An Xiaohai removed the submachine gun magazine and began checking the bullets inside. An Xiaohai could understand Xiao Luo's feelings very well; he had also checked the bullet he fired at Liu Yusheng no less than ten times!

"Great!" Xiao Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Everyone be careful, when I fire the gun, do not move."

Also, to make it more realistic, I won't be firing in bursts, I'll be firing in continuous fire! The bullets in the gun have been treated, but they can still hurt people, I'm sorry.

"What's this? Don't worry, shoot me a couple more times, I can take it!" Xiao Luo patted his chest loudly.

"Alright, I'll meet your request. What about you guys?" An Xiaohai looked at Number 1 and Number 10 and asked with a smile.

"Ha, stop teasing us. An Xiaohai, it's great to fight alongside you again!" Number 1 reached out and shook hands firmly with An Xiaohai.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?" Number 10 asked.

"Give me a pain-relieving injection, or better yet, an adrenaline shot. I feel a bit weak."

"Okay, but we can't have too much adrenaline, or it will be very dangerous!" Number 10 said through gritted teeth.

"You decide. Time is running out, hurry up."

"Okay!" Number 10 immediately got to work.

"Two minutes!" Number 7 reminded again.

An Xiaohai looked at Liu Cong and Xia Qing. Xia Qing's face was still red, but she had stopped crying and was bravely looking at An Xiaohai with a smile. Liu Cong was obviously not completely calm yet, and he had wiped the tears off his face.

"Xiao Hai..."

"Stop talking, don't say anything!" An Xiaohai interrupted Liu Cong as soon as he opened his mouth: "Don't ask, you'll know soon enough; and don't thank me, I should be the one thanking you."

Liu Cong, everything you've done hasn't been in vain. Your light has illuminated many people in the darkness, including me. Just because I don't say anything doesn't mean I haven't felt it.

Many people are saved from utter succumbing to darkness because of this faint glimmer of light.

Don't doubt yourself, just be yourself, and your father will be proud of you!

Liu Cong nodded frantically, and the tears he had managed to hold back flowed out again.

"One minute!" Number 7 reminded for the third time.

Number 10 had already given An Xiaohai a nerve block injection and a small tube of adrenaline, and was nervously packing his things; Number 1 helped An Xiaohai to the side seat.

"Everyone hold on tight, be careful not to get hurt!" Number 1 said, putting one arm around An Xiaohai and gripping the carriage tightly with the other.

"30 seconds!"

Everyone fell silent, no one spoke, they just stared at each other.

"10, 9, 8, 7... 3, 2, 1!"

As the countdown to number 7 ended, three cars suddenly rushed out from the side road, crashing into three security escort vehicles and forcing them to the side of the road. The ambulance braked suddenly and was successfully brought to a stop.

Several more cars sped out of the darkness and stopped. The people inside opened the doors, grabbed their weapons, and opened fire on the three vehicles in the safe area.

Gunfire erupted, and flames shot out!

The vehicles in the security area were riddled with bullets almost instantly, and pedestrians on the street nearby screamed and scattered in panic, creating a scene of utter chaos!

Inside the ambulance, with No. 1's help, An Xiaohai struggled to his feet and cocked his submachine gun.

"An Xiaohai, will we ever see each other again?... " Xia Qing stood up and asked, disregarding everything.

An Xiaohai turned to look at Xia Qing. Her makeup was ruined, her hair was messy, her snow-white dress was stained with blood, and many of the silver sequins had fallen off. She looked extremely disheveled.

"See you after the victory!" An Xiaohai smiled and nodded before looking away.

boom!

The ambulance's rear door was forcibly broken open, and several armed men wearing hooded bandit masks rushed in with guns at their feet.