Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

"Captain Liu, this kid is badly injured. We need to get him to the hospital right away, or he'll be dead before we even get to interrogate him!" The policeman, who was desperately pressing on Liu Kun's neck to stop the bleeding, shouted anxiously as he looked at the blood that had already flowed all over the ground.

Seeing that things weren't going well, Lao Liu immediately called for help, "Carry him over and get him to the district hospital quickly. Leave two people here to keep watch, and the rest of you quickly spread out to see if you can find any useful clues."

Four police officers dismantled a door panel on the spot and carried the unconscious Liu Kun, running quickly towards the police car parked at the entrance of the old street. Some onlookers saw the police carrying out a person covered in blood and began to whisper among themselves.

Meanwhile, Hei Pi, who had escaped by scaling the wall of the old street, was carrying a Type 56 rifle and frantically darting through the village. Fang Zhengwen and several other policemen were keeping a close watch on him and were giving chase.

You have to understand that this guy Blackie is capable of shooting directly at them, the police. He's currently holding a high-powered rifle like the Type 56 assault rifle. If he were to open fire on the villagers during his escape, causing even more casualties, Fang Zhengwen's position as police chief would probably be over today.

As he chased after them, Fang Zhengwen realized something was wrong. They were heading towards the mountain. Hei Pi was planning to hide in the mountains. When he thought about the troops stationed on the mountain, Fang Zhengwen quickened his pace.

Blackie was now really panicked and didn't know where to go. He was running around like a headless fly, not caring where the road or alley led, just blindly running in, basically leaving it to fate.

As he ran, after exiting the alley, a sudden open space opened up before him: a vast expanse of knee-high green rice paddies. Behind him, Fang Zhengwen and several other policemen continued to shout at him, "Stop!"

Blackie gritted his teeth, took a heavy step and continued running, heading towards the nearby mountain along the country path. Because of the Nanshan Institute, a company was stationed at the mountain. Since the entire mountain was too big to be completely sealed off, checkpoints were set up on the main road leading into the mountain.

Although it is not completely sealed off, soldiers still patrol daily to prevent malicious individuals from sneaking up the mountain to spy on Nanshan Police Station. Villagers in the vicinity generally do not go up the mountain unless there is something to do, and even if soldiers encounter them, they can quickly verify the authenticity of the information.

Blackie, carrying a five- or six-cylinder rifle, ran up the mountain in a huff. Fang Zhengwen, seeing that he couldn't stop him, had no choice but to point the big black star in his hand at the sky and pull the trigger. A crisp "snap" echoed at the foot of the mountain.

A squad of soldiers on routine patrol on the mountain suddenly heard a gunshot from the foot of the mountain. Although it was just a pistol shot, the sound was faint by the time it reached their ears. However, Wang Yongfu, the squad leader, relying on his battlefield experience, decisively shouted to the soldiers behind him, "Something's happening! Stay alert!"

The soldiers immediately took the Type 56 assault rifles they were carrying on their backs and crouched down on both sides of the mountain road to keep watch. Wang Yongfu signaled his teammates to continue keeping watch, while he crouched down and quickly ran uphill, peering out in the direction from which the gunfire was coming.

However, due to the dense trees, they failed to spot Hei Pi running up the mountain and the pursuing police officers. Just as Wang Yongfu was about to look down again, another gunshot rang out from the foot of the mountain. This time, Wang Yongfu heard it clearly; it was the gunshot from Wu Liuchong.

Wang Yongfu, a veteran of the battlefield, immediately determined the approximate location of the gunshot and estimated how far away it was. He crouched low and quickly ran back to his comrades, decisively issuing the order to continue the search.

Upon hearing the two gunshots, the young soldiers in the squad were already eager to try their luck. Judging from their squad leader Wang Yongfu's expression, it seemed that armed men had come to break into the mountains. The young soldiers were filled with excitement.

Great! Finally, a military achievement has come knocking on our door!

The soldiers, in groups of three, took turns providing cover as they carefully searched the direction Wang Yongfu had indicated. Wang Yongfu led one of the combat teams, cautiously and slowly probing, trying not to make too much noise, while keeping his ears constantly alert, afraid of missing any sounds from his surroundings.

A snapping sound came from ahead. Almost instinctively, Wang Yongfu raised his rifle and shouted towards the sound, "Come out, or I'll shoot!"

Wang Yongfu's shout alerted the soldiers behind him. The three soldiers immediately took cover, two leaning against tree trunks and the other lying down with his gun at rest. The three formed a triangle and stared intently at the spot where their squad leader, Wang Yongfu, was pointing his gun.

Blackie was running so hard he was barely breathing, leaning against a big tree, panting heavily. Ignoring the shouts coming from the other side, he laboriously pulled the bolt to chamber a round, cursing, "I'm not running anymore, I'm exhausted! If you dare come near, I'll mow you all down!"

Seeing that the person behind the bushes hadn't appeared yet, Wang Yongfu slowly approached with his gun at the ready. The three men behind him immediately moved in coordination with their squad leader, Wang Yongfu, and the four of them maintained a diamond formation.

The grass in front of Blackie, who was leaning against the tree trunk, was suddenly pushed aside. He raised his rifle to pull the trigger, but Wang Yongfu decisively deflected the gun that Blackie was pointing at him. Then, Wang Yongfu thrust forward, and the angled muzzle of the gun pierced straight into Blackie's pectoral muscle.

Although he didn't fix a bayonet, Wang Yongfu's thrust was extremely powerful. The thrust made Blackie curse in pain, and he pulled the trigger. The rapid-fire shots startled the soldiers following behind him, who immediately lay down on the ground.

Wang Yongfu remained unfazed and immediately launched a swift and ruthless kick into the chin of the seated Blackie, knocking him unconscious.

Seeing the man holding the gun faint, Wang Yongfu kicked away the Type 56 pistol he was holding, stepped forward and pressed him to the ground, pinned Blackie's hands behind his back, pulled out Blackie's belt and tied him up tightly.

Wang Yongfu's movements were swift and fluid, all honed from his experience capturing prisoners on the South Vietnamese battlefield. He was so fast that when the three soldiers behind him, who had quickly gotten up to help, ran up to find Hei Pi tightly bound by their squad leader.

"Class... monitor!"

The three soldiers looked resentful, calling out to their squad leader in drawn-out voices like wronged young wives. Wang Yongfu ignored the expressions of his three comrades behind him, squatted down, and started rummaging through the black leather bag to see if he could find any identification.

Exhausted and drenched in sweat, Fang Zhengwen and his men ran desperately towards the sound of gunfire. Despite their frustration, the three soldiers remained vigilant. The moment they heard Fang Zhengwen and his companions panting heavily, the three soldiers raised their guns and shouted, "Who's there? Don't move! Move again and we'll shoot!"

"Comrade, we are police officers from Jiping Town Police Station. Be careful not to accidentally fire!"