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Chapter 570 What Does "Another First-Class Merit" Mean? [Please Subscribe! Please Vote!]

Zhao Weihong's voice sounded very calm.

He was so calm, it was hard to believe he had just completed four sniper kills—no, six.

At this moment, he gave off the feeling of a rival who had once been his equal.

Chris Kyle.

Cold, precise, deadly, and consistent, it brings equal death to every enemy.

Li Sanqiang, whose face was covered in lumps, followed closely behind him, looking sullen.

"Platoon leader, your marksmanship is terrifying!"

"I squatted in the tree for so long, and I didn't even get a sip of soup!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Weihong smiled, and the indifferent murderous aura around her gradually faded away, making her come alive again.

"Didn't we fire the second shot together?"

"Maybe you're the one who killed him."

Upon hearing this, Li Sanqiang immediately widened his eyes, seemingly trying to appear very serious.

However, his expression only looked somewhat comical against the backdrop of his right eye, which was swollen from a mosquito bite.

"Platoon leader, please stop trying to comfort me!"

"I saw it all! I hadn't even fired my shot yet, and this bastard was already falling down!"

"I, Lao Li, am not the kind of person who likes to steal credit!"

"However, next time, if the situation allows, you'd better leave me some soup!"

"Look at all the mosquito bites I've gotten! How can you bear to let me not make a single sale?"

After saying that, Li Sanqiang rubbed his hands together and shouted confidently at the still stunned armed police platoon leader and others.

"Come and lend a hand, don't just stand there!"

"Damn it, this bastard is pretty heavy. I wonder how much food it has wasted."

Zhao Weihong and Li Sanqiang, who are both superiors and subordinates and partners, mainly adopt a relaxed attitude, which forms a stark contrast to the anxious and fearful armed police platoon leader and others.

If they hadn't both been covered in mosquito bites, the scene would have looked even more heroic and romantic.

Somewhat stunned, the platoon leader swallowed the saliva that had been secreted in his mouth due to shock, wiped his face, and quickly gave orders to the soldiers beside him.

"You two, go and help Platoon Leader Zhao!"

"Everyone else, keep an eye on the body!"

After giving his instructions, the armed police platoon leader didn't forget to share the news of Zhao Weihong's return with Hu Yiming, who was speeding towards them!
"Hello? Is this Company Commander Hu?"

"Yes! Platoon Leader Zhao is back! He's safe and sound! He also took care of the two drug traffickers who tried to escape!"

"Yes! Yes! I will definitely keep a close eye on him and make sure he doesn't run around!"

The armed police platoon leader agreed readily, but in his heart he felt that Hu Yiming's order was somewhat absurd.

Me? Keep an eye on Platoon Leader Zhao?
real or fake?

Company Commander Hu, you have way too much faith in me!

Shaking his head self-deprecatingly, the armed police platoon leader was about to walk towards Zhao Weihong, wanting to lend a hand and exchange a few pleasantries with him, when he saw that Zhao Weihong had already handed the body over to the two soldiers who came to help, while he himself, along with Li Sanqiang, walked towards the twelve drug traffickers they had killed at the beginning.

Upon seeing this, the armed police platoon leader felt a sudden tightness in his chest and quickly said!
"Platoon Leader Zhao! Don't rush to confirm the enemy's casualties! Company Commander Hu is already on his way here with his men!"

The reason why the armed police platoon leader was so nervous was because the danger of "confirming the enemy's casualties" was even greater than that of Zhao Weihong's pursuit operation.

As I said before, not everyone possesses Zhao Weihong's superb marksmanship, capable of killing an enemy with a single shot.

On the battlefield, many times the enemy appears to be knocked down, but in reality they are not dead. They may just be unconscious, or they may be deliberately lying on the ground pretending to be dead, to see if they can escape, or to take one or two down with them.

For these cunning drug traffickers, playing dead is an everyday occurrence.

But there was absolutely no way they could escape alive!
Soldiers on the battlefield, after being confirmed to have been disarmed and given up any thought of resistance, can still enjoy "preferential treatment" policies, be sent to the rear for treatment, have their lives saved, and have no problem getting good food and drink.

But for these drug traffickers whose hands are stained with blood and sin, falling into the hands of Yan Country means only one fate: being eaten like peanuts. It's just a matter of whether they get to eat them sooner or later.

For this reason, drug traffickers who know they have no hope of survival may take a risk and use items such as grenades they carry to take a few people down with them.

Such incidents are not unprecedented in past joint operations. During the preparatory meeting before the operation, several leaders repeatedly emphasized the need to be vigilant against drug traffickers resorting to desperate measures when they have no other options.
The armed police platoon leader and Zhao Weihong repeatedly emphasized the danger of the corpses, even though the drug traffickers were clearly lying on the ground, they dared not relax their vigilance against them.

Now that Zhao Weihong appears to be going to examine the body, the armed police platoon leader is becoming increasingly worried!
Better safe than sorry; defensive grenades are no joke!
If even one drug dealer who isn't quite dead pulls the pin on a defensive grenade, the area within a radius of twenty or thirty meters will be a kill zone, resulting in either death or serious injury!

Hearing the call from the armed police platoon leader, Zhao Weihong turned around and glanced at him, still wearing a faint smile on her face, before making a gesture to reassure him.

"Don't be nervous, I know what I'm doing."

Zhao Weihong's voice lingered for a moment in the ears of the armed police platoon leader through the radio.

The next second, Zhao Weihong raised her Type 88 sniper rifle without warning!
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang.!"

Upon seeing this, the armed police platoon leader was immediately startled, unsure of what Zhao Weihong was up to.

Only Li Sanqiang showed an expression of "it should be this way," and casually raised his Type 81 rifle, but did not fire.

After ten shots rang out in a row, Zhao Weihong stopped, changing the magazine while giving Li Sanqiang a look.

Li Sanqiang immediately understood and fired two shots at the last two corpses that Zhao Weihong had failed to finish off!
"Boom!"

Armed Police Platoon Leader: "."

Zhao Weihong also finished reloading at this time. The magazine collided with the gun body, making a crisp sound.

"It should be safe now."

Seeing the faint smile still on Zhao Weihong's face, the armed police platoon leader suddenly felt a chill run down his spine!
This comrade from the main force is a bit strange!

Wasn't it said that this was Platoon Leader Zhao's first time carrying out a real combat mission?

Before setting off, Hu Yiming and Gu Minzheng secretly approached the armed police platoon leader and said something like, "This is Lao Zhao's first combat mission. He doesn't have your experience, so you have to keep a close eye on him."

This is what you call lacking practical experience?

The way he finished off the enemy soldier was so decisive, without the slightest hesitation, that it made the armed police platoon leader's heart pound!
Just as the armed police platoon leader stood there, stunned and silently questioning his life.

From behind them, a series of hurried and chaotic footsteps gradually came.

"Company Commander Hu!"

Upon seeing Hu Yiming arrive, the armed police platoon leader immediately went to greet him, and the other members of the stakeout team also came out from their hiding places.

"So, is anyone suffering?"

Based on the principle of treating everyone equally, Hu Yiming originally wanted to say a few words of concern to each member of the team.

But out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently caught sight of Zhao Weihong, who was squatting on the ground examining the body. "Old Zhao! Danger!"

Hu Yiming suddenly strode forward, throwing the bewildered armed police platoon leader to the ground, and then angrily cursed at Li Sanqiang!
"Li Sanqiang! Did a donkey kick your head?"

"What are you standing there for? Can't you see what your platoon leader is doing?"

"Keep watch on him!"

Before the somewhat aggrieved Li Sanqiang could retort, the armed police platoon leader, whose mood had fluctuated wildly in a short period of time, quietly approached and spoke in a low voice.

"Company Commander Hu, don't be nervous."

"Actually, there's no need to be on alert anymore."

"What are you talking about? How can you examine a corpse without being on guard?"

Hu Yiming glared at the armed police platoon leader with his tiger-like eyes, and then went up to help Zhao Weihong keep watch.

He had only taken two steps forward when the deeply shocked voice of the armed police platoon leader rang out again from behind Hu Yiming.

"A few minutes ago, right where you are standing now, yes, right here, Platoon Leader Zhao was shot at the body on the ground."

“I took a look, and they were all copied from the head.”

"If these drug dealers didn't have two heads, they should be out of danger now."

Hu Yiming: "."

"???"

Just as Hu Yiming was questioning his life, Zhao Weihong also stood up from the ground, still holding the backpack she had just picked up.

"Company commander, you've arrived just in time."

"What should we do with this?"

Hu Yiming instinctively took the backpack that Zhao Weihong threw to him and casually unzipped it. A bunch of square items wrapped with yellow tape immediately came into view!
Feeling the heavy weight in his hand, Hu Yiming belatedly realized...

Despite almost no one's optimism, Zhao Weihong has achieved another remarkable feat that has shocked Guan Jiwu!

The year-end assessment and combat exercise, plus the current border anti-drug operation!

During Zhao Weihong's year-long internship, all the major events he encountered, whether difficult or not, seemed to become a stage for him to fully display his talents.

Hu Yiming knew that Zhao Weihong was accumulating a first-class merit and a second-class merit, waiting to be commended when she returned to school.

Now, Zhao Weihong has once again led a team on her own and successfully stopped a smuggling operation of contraband. This is a feat that will at least earn her a second-class merit!
Thinking of this, Hu Yiming suddenly felt dizzy and experienced a sense of unrealism.

One year of internship, three awards?

And all of them were high-level awards like the Second Class Merit Citation?
Damn it! Compared to Old Zhao, I've wasted my time as a soldier!

Hu Yiming squeezed the heavy backpack in his hand and spoke to Zhao Weihong in a tone that was a mixture of shock, envy, and admiration.

"Old Zhao, I'm totally impressed!"

Hu Yiming seems to have said this more than once.
But Hu Yiming didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he paused for a moment and then continued speaking with great emotion.

"This must weigh thirty or forty pounds!"

"If we're really going to reward you for your contributions, every member of your squad will receive a third-class merit!"

"And you, the team leader, are definitely going to get a second-class merit award!"

"Sigh, sometimes I just feel indignant."

Why are you all staring at me like that?

Before he could finish speaking, Hu Yiming noticed that everyone in Zhao Weihong's team was staring at him with very strange looks.

Especially Li Sanqiang, whose smugness emanated from his very bones was impossible to hide!
"Heh heh, Company Commander, a third-class merit?"

Li Sanqiang winked at Hu Yiming and then, with a seemingly casual gesture, picked up another backpack that had fallen to the ground.

"How about you take a look at this?"

Hu Yiming: "."

Upon hearing this, Hu Yiming remained silent, but solemnly accepted the backpack.

The heavy weight he felt when he picked it up had already given Hu Yiming a sense of what was to come.

But when he opened the backpack, the densely packed, crammed contraband made Hu Yiming's eyelids twitch violently!
Damn it, I miscalculated!
Who gets a third-class merit award?

This is clearly a collective third-class merit award, waving to the Second Company and to every single member of the border defense squadron!

And Zhao Weihong, the team leader, is even more likely to receive another first-class merit!

Eh?
Hu Yiming frowned, wondering why he had thought of the word "again".

Back at his post, Hu Yiming immediately woke up Gu Minzheng, who was still asleep, and all the other cadres, preparing to personally report the results of the battle to the joint operations headquarters!
In fact, Hu Yiming should have also called on the comrades from the public security department, and the handling of these contraband items should also be handed over to the comrades from the public security department.

However, since the police did not participate in this operation, and the quantity of contraband was enormous, Hu Yiming only roughly calculated that the total weight was at least 400 kilograms.

To put it in a more impactful way, it's a full half ton!
The county-level public security bureau is no longer sufficient to handle these contraband items.

This must be reported!

soon.

The video telephone system in the border defense squadron's duty room was then connected, and Guan Jiwu's figure appeared on the screen.

Although Guan Jiwu was dressed very neatly, Hu Yiming and the others noticed that there was a deep sense of drowsiness in Guan Jiwu's eyes, indicating that he had just been woken up from his sleep.

"what's up?"

Upon hearing this, the battalion commander immediately gave Hu Yiming a look, prompting Hu Yiming to explain the whole story to Guan Jiwu.

Guan Jiwu's reaction was exactly what everyone expected.

Besides being shocked, it’s still shocking!

"Half a ton of contraband?"

"They killed fourteen enemy soldiers, and Zhao Weihong himself took down six of them?"

Where is he? I can't see him.

Upon hearing Guan Jiwu's question, everyone realized that Zhao Weihong, the undisputed protagonist, was not among those reporting!

Where is Old Zhao?

"Where did you go?"

"Go and call Old Zhao!"

(End of this chapter)