After going out, Liu disappeared, thinking that he was taken away by the armed police. After all, he is still a prisoner, and although the prison is chaotic, he will not be left there.

Our prison has divided the prison wall of the compound into ten areas, numbered for easy management and maintenance, and the No. 7 prison wall is the section that our prison district is responsible for on a daily basis.

The No. 7 prison wall is located in the northwest corner of the compound, half of which is facing the dormitory and the canteen, and the other half is facing the laundry yard on the edge of the dormitory. However, the walls of our prison are relatively old, and we do not adopt a new rounded corner design and cross-grid, so the risk is still relatively large.

Walking on the prison wall, the ears are no longer the familiar hum of the power grid, the brothers are loaded with guns, walking back and forth on the wall, shouting loudly to arrange personnel and equipment, and some people have set up high-power exhaust fans and blowers in the workshop on the prison wall, spraying fog repellent into the haze inside the wall. Everyone was busy, and I was infected by this scene, so I temporarily let go of the doubts in my heart and gradually became excited.

Passing through the wall of Prison Number Six is Number Seven.

Our prison was divided into two teams according to age, and we were also busy working there at this time, and when they saw me coming, they put down their work and greeted me, and I nodded my head one by one.

There are eight members of my team, with an average age of over 40, and the youngest police rank is also a division, and there are even more deputy chief staff members and even chief staff members.

To tell the truth, I don't want to talk about administrative positions so far, I don't even have an administrative level, and in a unit like ours, people with average skills can't even get out of their thirties and can't even get a deputy chief clerk. It's normal to lead prisoners to work, but this is the first time to lead such a group of people with higher ranks, positions, and ranks than me.

All the people were looking at me, and I saw all kinds of eyes in these people. I thought I should say something, so I leaned on the head of the prison wall to sort out my thoughts, and said, "Brothers, everyone must know about this situation now, so I won't say more." Your brothers are better than me in all aspects, and I have been learning from you, and the unit asked me to be the captain of this team, and I really deserve it. But since it is done, it has to play a role, and it has to help our team, and I must rush to the front in the battle behind, and I hope you don't fall behind, I thank you in advance! ”

After saying these words, I think it's a bit bad, these words have no bones and no flesh, I'm afraid I can't fool these old fritters.

Sure enough, there was a sparse echo on the wall, mixed with a few boos, and I had to say, "I just came out of the compound, and I don't know much about the situation, so let's get busy with our own work." ”

Everyone went to their own work, only Lu Yan stood there and didn't move, I still have a little confidence in my heart when I see him, don't worry about those people for now, although I am not convinced, but the minimum police quality is still there, and the chain should not fall at the critical moment. In addition, with this master here, I am still very confident in holding this prison wall.

I just wanted to lean over and talk to him, but Lao Cao stopped me first, handed me a bulletproof tactical vest, a 79 punch, and helped me put it on.

"Si'an, what you said just now is a bit dark!" Lao Cao said while bowing his head and tying a rope for me.

"Alas, I know what I said is not good, you said that it is not good for the unit to let anyone be the captain of this team, let me come with such no qualifications, how can I serve the public, isn't this a trap for me?" I adjusted the belt and grumbled under my breath.

"Don't talk nonsense, you kid, at this time, you young people should be allowed to lead, we old guys are old, we have long been scared of our courage, and we have no courage!" Lao Cao shook his head and said.

When I heard the sadness of what he said, I changed the subject and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean by saying that I speak darkly?" ”

"You! I usually see us old guys being lazy and slick, intriguing, thinking that we will make you stumble? But you forget, no matter what, we are also police, at this time, who still has the heart to do those things, you just give orders. On the contrary, what you say is so tactful, they don't like it, I'm afraid they will find you trouble. Lao Cao looked down at me and tightened the last button, "There is still time, think about it!" ”

I was still smacking what he said, and he turned around and went back to operating the blower.

Lao Cao is 55 years old this year, and in our unit, which was transferred from the army, he has been a chief clerk for most of his life, and he usually has the image of a standard old man in the unit, and he is quite loved by the prisoners because he doesn't care about things. In the early years, I fought and saw blood, my wife died early and left a son, I heard that I hugged my grandson last year, and I didn't want anything in my life, so I waited to retire to see my grandson enjoy Qingfu, but this time I had such a thing.

I watched as he brought the bag of fog repellent to the air inlet of the blower, and a shiny stream of air blew into the haze and expelled the fog. I don't know how many of these instruments were set up on the walls of this circle, and the fog in the compound kept shrinking towards the middle, and the lights of several prison buildings gradually became clearer.

Lao Cao said some truth, after all, our unit is still a disciplined force, coupled with the remote location, the environment is closed, and it is not contaminated with too much corruption, and the police awareness is still there at the critical moment. In that case, my job is easy to do.

I made up my mind, and seeing that there was nothing wrong in front of me, I walked up to Lu Yan and patted him, "Thank you, buddy!" ”

Lu Yan had been looking at the inside of the prison wall affectionately, his regular clothes had been soaked with blood, and the collar of his shirt was revealing an abnormal purple, and when he heard me speak, he turned his head at me and nodded.

I've dealt with him a lot over the day, and I'm used to his nods, but I've decided to wait for this to pass, and no matter how we're divided, I'm going to give him a set of those shaking heads and making fun of him.

"Why didn't you wear a bulletproof vest? Don't have yours? ”

Lu Yan pointed to his feet, and a brand-new bulletproof vest was leaning against the wall of the prison wall.

It seems that this master thinks that it is not good to wear a bulletproof vest in regular clothes, I looked at his delicate eyebrows, and naturally had this idea, but this idea is obviously unfounded, as if I can't connect his domineering kung fu with his chin and throwing it everywhere with this quiet young man.

Guarding the prison wall is not hand-to-hand combat, and monsters don't have guns, so if you don't wear them, you won't wear them!

I saw that he really didn't have any communication**, so I stopped talking and looked down to check my own micro rush.

Anyway, because our unit is located in a remote area, and there are many prisoners, there are really a lot of guns on it, and I have to train for a period of time every year to shoot, and the guns are issued which one is used, but I have never used the one in my hand.

I unloaded the magazine, opened the bolt and checked it, and after the air shot, I reloaded the magazine, and a strong smell of gun oil came out, and under the light, the coffee-colored metal looked very textured. I don't know why, this gun feels really powerful in street battles and indoor simulations, but on the top of the prison wall, facing the open field below, although the distance is about the same as street fighting, I always feel that the small gun body in my hand is less than four pounds like a slingshot, far less than the strong feeling of 81 bars, and even less than a May Fourth.

But I knew that it was just an illusion, and when I touched the four magazines on my body, I knew that I was the first firepower of this squad, and it would not be long before this inconspicuous little gun would burst out with unparalleled power.

It's like Lu Yan.