Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Skill of Picking Peaches
When everyone in the Flying Cats rushed to the fourth floor, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.
"What's going on? Could it be that the tanks are coming up?"
A wall on the fourth floor collapsed along with the door. There is also a half-inch-deep shoe print on the large iron door. At first glance, it was the one who knocked down the wall when he kicked the door. How much effort does this take? This is absolutely unscientific! Could it be that aliens have killed it?
"Hurry up and take pictures! these are the evidence!" the captain immediately spoke.
The team members were speechless again, should this iron gate also be used as evidence in court?
"Report to the captain, four bodies were found in the room, a pistol. All four bodies were gunshot wounds!, this is a major criminal case!" reported a member of the team who was in charge of surveying the scene.
"Nima, can you speak! How can this be a major criminal case? It is better to say that it is a gang fight than a very big criminal case. You don't want Tema's year-end bonus anymore?" the captain scolded in anger.
"Take a closer look and find out what else you find. The captain instructed his men to carefully investigate the scene.
"Report to the captain and find a broken safe with a white powdery substance inside, suspected to be drugs. The team then reported.
"Suspect it's drugs? Suspect it? It's a drug, and even if it's not, make it a yes." The drugs are good! Tetema's is good! This is a great achievement!" the captain laughed, this time it was finally going to be developed.
"Clerk, take notes at once. The captain immediately turned back and instructed the clerk to take notes.
"Corpses, drugs, corpses, drugs. How does this come together?" the captain paced back and forth on the scene, incessantly chanting.
After about five minutes, the captain finally had an idea. "Clerk, you've got it for me. Let's just say that the Flying Cats received a report from an informant that someone gathered to take drugs. After careful planning by the captain and careful reconnaissance by the team members, our Flying Cat team discovered this drug trafficking den, and determined the suspect and delivery time. After careful deployment by the captain and personally led by the captain, the fierce battle lasted for more than an hour, killing four bandits and seizing a number of drugs. ”
"Captain, but we haven't been through a fierce battle! can we pass this way?" the clerk looked at the captain suspiciously.
"Who said there wasn't a fierce battle? I said there was!" the captain snatched a gun from the team members next to him and shot at the surrounding walls. He then pointed his gun at the four corpses on the ground and fired several shots in quick succession.
"Didn't this just end the fierce battle? You added that the battle was extremely fierce, and the captain took the lead and was seriously wounded, but still bravely stepped forward! In the end, he killed four bandits with his own hands. The captain continued. It's just shameless.
"Wait, let's not write about the four, just write that the captain killed three of them himself, right? The remaining one of the bandits was shot and killed by the Flying Cats." After all, this captain still has to be so face-wrenching, and he shares the credit with his subordinates a little bit.
"Captain, but you're not hurt, are you?
"Do you have a long head?" you can remember whatever I want you to remember!" The captain looked like he hated iron but not steel.
"Hygienist, bring me the first-aid kit!" The hygienist behind the captain immediately handed the captain a first-aid kit.
The captain took out a roll of bandages from the first aid kit and was about to wrap it around his arm, when he stopped. "That's not going to work! I have to hang a little bit of color to explain. ”
The captain drew a shiny dagger from the barrel of his boot, closed his eyes, and stabbed himself in the arm. I only heard a "stab" sound, and a big hole was opened in my clothes.
"Hey, why doesn't it hurt?" the captain opened his eyes and saw that he had been punctured and only scratched his clothes.
The captain did not close his eyes this time, and carefully placed the dagger on his arm and cut it gently. "Hey, what a pain!" the captain looked down, and this time he was finally bleeding, but it was a little shallow and the blood was too little.
The captain raised the dagger again, but his hand shook twice, and he couldn't do it after all. "Alas, why does it hurt to cut your own flesh?"
He looked back at the team members around him. "No. 2, come here, I'll give you a chance to make meritorious contributions. The captain gestured with his hand to one of the team members next to him.
"Captain, what kind of merit have you made, and you can still think of me if there is a good thing?" said Team No. 2 when he walked over and asked in a daze.
", when have I ever eaten alone. You put your arms up!" commanded the captain.
Team member No. 2 raised his arm as he spoke. The captain swung his dagger and slashed, and blood flowed out in an instant.
"Yes, yes, it's better to let someone else's blood go, it doesn't hurt at all. The captain couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"Oh, Captain, why are you stabbing me?" said Two, in pain.
"How can you make meritorious service if you are not injured?" said the captain as he pressed the gauze in his hand to the wound of No. 2, and in the blink of an eye, the gauze was stained red with blood.
However, the captain did not help No. 2 to bandage it, but put the blood-stained gauze on his arm again. This time, I finally looked a little injured. "Hygienist, wrap me up first. ”
The hygienist here just wanted to bandage No. 2's wound, but when he heard the captain's call, he hurriedly lowered No. 2's arm to bandage the captain. By the time the captain was bandaged, No. 2's bleeding face turned white. But he was the captain and took the initiative to share the credit with himself, so he could only endure it silently.
After the hygienist finished bandaging No. 2's wound, the captain raised his unbandaged hand and pointed at the people around him, "A few of you will make up for it one by one, and you will make up for this credit! I am the most selfless person, and everyone has a share in the benefits!"
The team members listened to the order and immediately opened fire on several corpses on the ground. After a single shot, several corpses were almost beaten into a sieve by the men.
"Captain, when we got the alarm, we heard that there was something for the foursome, and they wouldn't take credit for us, would they?" asked the clerk again.
"What is a four-person group of scripture, how can there be a four-person group of scripture? Do you think they are filming a TV series? Is it good that we are obviously the informant we sent? Our Flying Cats team is wise and brave, and sent people undercover in advance to evacuate the masses who do not know the truth, and effectively protect the safety of the citizens. Tell me, is this a big credit?"
"Big, it's big enough!" the clerk was convinced. "Captain, it's really condescending for you to be the captain of us! You should write a novel, you will definitely become a god!"
"Write a fart novel, that can make a little money. This time, we have made a great contribution, and we must be given at least 100,000 Hong Kong dollars in bonuses! As long as you listen to me, everyone will have a share in the credit and bonus!"
"We all listen to the captain!" shouted his men in unison. Under the double offensive of merit and money, the Flying Cats are completely degenerate.