Chapter 0038 - With a gun

"Let's eat, let's eat, the whole office gathers, and they all come to the field room. About a few minutes after Ding Fan took away a few small iron fists, a sound of hot soup coming out of the pot was heard in the distance, and Song Mide stood in the corridor, shouting like a team secretary.

It has been a few days since he came to report, and for the first time, Ding Fan felt a bit of normal police life in the station, but this actually started with such a drill last night.

"Dices, green onions and potatoes are next to the toilet, I don't know who scattered the seeds, they grow well, the noodles are OK, it's just a paste pot, no pickles, deal with a bite." The fragrant pimple soup came out of the pot, and the room was suddenly filled with a strong fragrance, Kan Liang clumsily filled the soup in one bowl after another, and said a little embarrassed.

Just when Ding Fan was fiddling with the motorcycle in the garage, he kept peeking in the window, and found that this kid really refused to admit defeat, and he was going to work in the jurisdiction early in the morning.

"......" Although Ding Fan didn't speak, he still owed his body and expressed his heartfelt goodwill to him.

The soup was on the table, and he was not in a hurry to eat it, in the words of the locals, this kid did not talk and do things, and was sitting on a chair at the door to shine his shoes.

A pair of new leather shoes were worn out last night, looking like they had walked back from a thorny mountain, he put a thick shoe polish on them, held a one-foot-long white cloth in his hand, and after smoothing the shoe polish, he pulled the white cloth and brushed it on the upper, and after a while, the upper became shiny.

"Eat quickly, it's a little bit done, I'll give you something later, after all, I'm going to go out by myself." Song Mid leaned against the door frame, holding the bowl, smelling the hot pimple soup, seeing that Ding Fan was even wiping his broken shoes so seriously, he told him to eat first and give him something later.

Since Ding Fan has decided to go to Xinglong Mine by himself, he must have to do his homework, even if it is legal procedures and summons certificates.

"What do you want? I don't want people, for example, Master Kan went, when the time comes, do you say that he handled the case or did I handle it? Ahem, of course, he is not rare enough to make such a small case, and many ruffians in the county are afraid of him, Xinglong Mine. Ding Fan packed up his shoeshine and said casually, as if he felt that it was inappropriate to say so, so he quickly corrected it.

"Eat quickly, eat quickly, don't give you anything, are you stupid, or did you have a cold last night?" Kan Liang Hula Hula ate, put a piece of diced potatoes in his mouth and didn't chew it yet, swallowed it violently, and bluntly told him to eat quickly.

Ding Fan nodded obediently, and when their eyes met in the air, they suddenly saw that the master was looking at his empty holster!

"Director, I can eat it in a minute, isn't it always drying, right away, I'll go to the office to find you." Ding Fan said with a smile and nodded at Kan Liang smartly.

This is clearly equipping yourself with a gun!

A few minutes later, Kan Liang and Ding Fan came to the director's office.

Ding Fan looked at what Song Mide was writing down in the gun use registration book, afraid that he would regret it, put his feet together, snapped a standard salute, and said loudly: "Report, police officer Ding Fan came to apply for a pistol." ”

In fact, he also found that Song Midehe's expression was more serious when he was eating in Kan Liang's house just now, his brows were furrowed, and his posture was even more decent, and his body was even more neat.

"Is it a party member? You must be a police officer for more than a year and a half, this is stipulated by the provincial department, Kan Liang, have you examined it?" Song Mide asked without raising his head.

The voice was just as serious, as serious as the interrogation of a suspect.

"I am a member of the party, I wanted to join the party when I was in the nursery, I was a member of the labor committee in the primary school, and I was the secretary of the Youth League Committee in the junior high school, and I submitted the application when I was admitted to ......the police academy, and I approved it at that time."

Not only that, but he also looked at Kan Liang for help, and shouted anxiously: "Master, don't betray me, you took me." ”

Kan Liang thought for a while, looked at the oil pen in Song Mide's hand and kept filling in some data, cleared his throat and said in guarantee: "It's indeed a party member, that year and a half, it refers to big cities, I remember that the regulations say except for special circumstances." ”

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Ding Fan with some embarrassment, thinking that he would lock it in his drawer with a gun, a thick one, I hope Song Mide didn't finish reading it all, otherwise he would be exposed.

"Party member, a year and a half in the police is a hard bar, it must not be ambiguous, there is also an assessment, by the way, Ding Zi, I heard that you have nothing to do in the police academy to watch movies and fall in love, do you pass the shooting results?" Song Mide slowly raised his head and looked at Ding Fan, who was nervous in his heart, as if he wanted to verify his guess, is this kid so naughty in the police academy, can he do it.

"The first two are definitely not good, my party member is still in the preparatory period, if it weren't for Liu Dameng's care, I wouldn't be able to enter the last year, no, no, this lie has to be told well. Ding Fan thought in his heart, solemnly raised his right fist, looked at Song Mide's gaze, and said with a serious face: "I am willing to accept the assessment of the institute, if the results are not good, I am willing to give up on the spot." ”

He changed his concept so secretly, fooling Song Mide Kan Liang lowered his head, his chin was against his chest, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Open the gun cabinet and get your key, by the way, Da Kan, what are you thinking?" Song Mide was like a gun for newcomers, every link was so cautious, and when he saw Kan Liang's mysterious silence, he asked.

Kan Liang was so anxious that he almost burst out laughing, thinking in his heart, "This little dingzi, why doesn't he have a word of truth when he listens."

Just when he was worried about what to say, he burped two at once, and hurriedly said perfunctorily: "I drank too much soup in the morning, okay, I'll take the key immediately." ”

The gun cabinet was placed against the wall next to the door of Song Mide's office, about the same size as an ordinary safe, more than 20 centimeters away from the ground, to prevent flooding or something.

Usually there are two keys, so one person has to go wrong. This year, it was a few veterans of a certain WJ system in Northeast China who were bullied and went to shoot without permission, and many people fled into the mountains after a sudden attack, and hundreds of people were used to chase them, even using helicopters, causing the public security organs to be more strict in gun management.

In the gun cabinet was a sturdy solid wood gun carriage, on which were placed seven or eight black pistols, and next to it was a six... Four pistols, that is the instructor Li Dayi, because it is not in the office, so put it here, Song Mide took out a five-four pistol, glanced at the gun number, and asked Kan Liang to register.

When he looked at Ding Fan's excited eyes bulging out, he almost came up and took it away, and suddenly asked, "Have you used it?"

To tell the truth, Ding Fan used to use six or four small pistols, and this one really hasn't been used many times, because only grassroots units use more, after all, the May Fourth pistol is big, inconvenient to hold, and not conducive to concealment.

"Well, it's not very useful in big cities in China, but the criminal syndicates in Hong Kong City like it very much, it has a long range, great power, and is nicknamed Black Five Star, and it sells for more than a thousand dollars on the black market, and we often play this in the police court. Ding Fan hadn't used this gun type for a long time, but at this time, he definitely couldn't admit it, reached out and touched the five-pointed star protruding from the pistol, and pretended to be professional.

These were all materials he had seen from the academy's journal, so he said them all at once.

"Go aside, return to Hong Kong City, if you say that the police of the United States use this, we don't even know English, don't talk about it, Da Kan, according to the regulations, you teach the essentials again, I'll see if it's okay." Director Song was most annoyed by young people talking big, and when he heard that it was a black market and a rice country, he suddenly got angry and pulled his face and said.

When they came to the corridor, Kan Liang took a few quick steps forward, and suddenly assumed a posture of holding a gun in one hand, opening the safe, loading the bullet, and placing his index finger on the trigger, making a posture ready to shoot.

It seems that this is the shooting posture commonly used by the police of Jinshan Institute.

Kan Liang turned his head and said magically: "Don't always say that you are from Hong Kong City, who hasn't seen a police movie, isn't it this posture?"

As he spoke, he instantly moved his left leg forward, kept his right leg in parallel, held the gun firmly with both hands, and turned back to teach: "Dingzi, do you see it? ”

Judging from Song Mide's eyes, Ding Fan found that many of these poses were seen by Kan Liang in the police and gangster movies in the video, plus he likes to be cool in front of criminals, it must be effective, at least it can shock those guys.

Now Ding Fan knows more or less that in this remote mountain, there are many miners, there are many outlaws who come from outside to pan for gold, and there are many ethnic minorities living in this place, and many criminals have double-barreled shotguns, five-shot bursts, and other guns with great lethality.

"Master, in fact, this method is not bad. Ding Fan took the gun in Kan Liang's hand, checked it in his hand, and suddenly put on an old-fashioned posture of holding a gun: the gun in his right hand was placed at his belt, and his left hand was bent and stretched out.

This is a method often used by the old people of the public security forces in the early days of liberation, called the old eight-way gesture, Kan Liang sniffled disdainfully, pointed his finger at the door of his head, and said angrily: "Will you, the militia don't use this method anymore, have you ever practiced shooting?"

Ding Fan didn't care how much he despised himself, he pushed forward with his left hand, pushed forward and retracted with his right hand, and then threw the gun into the air, grabbed the gun violently, picked up the handle, and smashed it forward.

"Dingzi, what are you ......" Song Mide pinched his chin and looked at him playfully, as if he saw something, and asked in a puzzled whisper.

"Master, your postures are suitable for outdoor, long-distance rapid fire in no dangerous situations, I, who is at close range indoors, is absolutely good when facing gangsters, sometimes sticking together with bad guys, the butt of the gun is the best weapon, it is too late to shoot, and it is easy to injure your own people by mistake, so the old eight-way style is sometimes more suitable. Ding Fan was afraid that they would not believe it, so he pushed his left hand forward a few more times, signaling that he could protect himself and shoot in absolute safety, which would have a better effect.

Song Mide nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly looked at Kan Liang a little unconvinced, afraid that his self-esteem would be hit, and turned his head to look at Ding Fan, and said in the leader's unique tone: "You are modest, you can't use it alone, you have to be able to troubleshoot simply, Kan Liang is much stronger than you, which big competition, he is the top three, after all, there is always a problem with the gun, and applause will not be ruled out, and his little life will be over immediately, Da Kan, come, show him his hands." ”