Police officer Chen Shu.

Chen Shu pulled out his pistol, held it up for a while, and then put it down. He thought that this was not China after all, and it was not a place where a policeman could intimidate everyone by carrying a Type 64 pistol that was no better than a kitchen knife in close combat.

He rubbed the muzzle of his gun with his thumb, wondering if these troops of Ansoring would lose their target and wander aimlessly in the mountains, only to reluctantly admit they had lost their man and retreat before dawn.

Then he thought that if he got caught, he should take advantage of him sooner rather than later, so that he wouldn't be taken back to the park by these local militia soldiers and fed to those smelly pigs. Just thinking about the pigs' big mouths constantly chewing made Chen Shu's head ache.

Suddenly, he remembered that he was the commander of the joint law enforcement team between China and Myanmar in the Dalalin area. After all, he was a high-ranking police officer appointed by official documents from both countries, so the other party had to give him some face.

By the way, giving face, what kind of face are you giving?

In the dead of night, who knows who came here and who they buried?

Giving me face? Heh, give me no face at all!

Finally, Chen Shu thought of the four police officers who were killed in the case of the four policemen. These four policemen are now buried on the next mountain. They sacrificed their lives in a foreign land and can't go home even after they died. It's too tragic.

"call."

Chen Shu let out a long breath, feeling utterly ashamed. Everyone said he was a living first-class meritorious officer, a heroic policeman of Dongzhou, and a good comrade who served the people.

But it was only when he was dying that he remembered the case of the four policemen.

I'm sorry... Chen Shu silently apologized in his heart, then suddenly thought of Xiao Zhao who had been rescued. When that kid ran away from the telecom fraud park, he dared to cover their retreat alone so that Zhang Yang and the others could escape. He was brave and a real man.

Then Chen Shu thought of Zhang Yang.

That woman who never stopped, who pointed her finger at him and questioned him again and again, "Why should you save Xiao Zhao? Xiao Zhao's life is one life, but what about the tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of other lives?"

He was left speechless by the question.

Because Zhang Yang is right. Her method is to start a fire and let it burn brighter and brighter. When enough fuel is burning, the government will have to step in, and everyone will be redeemed and all evil will be punished.

What she wanted was simple: to sacrifice personal interests for the greater good. Xiao Zhao's sacrifice was merely a temporary pain; what she wanted was to eradicate the cancer of telecom fraud completely, like tearing flesh from bones.

But Chen Shu forced her to extinguish the fire, cutting off her sense of righteousness and destroying her belief in life.

Chen Shu lowered his head, raised his blood-covered right hand, and rubbed his brow with his fingers.

Suddenly, a pair of big eyes appeared before his eyes again. The owner of these eyes was pouting and fiercely telling him to hurry home. His fierce appearance also revealed a bit of cuteness.

Chen Shu had been injured in the southern border region at that time, and he couldn't fathom what kind of emotions a woman must have been hiding in her heart to fly over from thousands of miles away overnight, so that she couldn't help but shed tears when she first saw him.

Who would have thought that this sensitive woman was at work just the day before, chopping away at a corpse on the operating table with a scalpel, seemingly observing the life and death of others in this world with indifference, but then she turned around and flew to southern Xinjiang with tears in her eyes.

The great principles and the small emotions of this world are so miraculously connected in one person.

Dawn was breaking, and a faint ray of sunlight began to rise in the east.

The long night has finally come to an end.

"There! Behind the rock!"

"Quick! Charge!"

He's all alone!

The footsteps below grew louder and louder, the crisp sound of branches snapping underfoot, the excited and rapid barking of large dogs, and a whole host of other noises came up from the foot of the mountain without any restraint.

Chen Shu, supporting his lower back and leaning against the granite, slowly stood up.

"Don't move!"

"Put down your gun, you're surrounded!"

Chen Shu's body stiffened, and he slowly raised his head.

Dozens of flashlight beams shone haphazardly on him, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daytime, and fully armed soldiers surrounded him from all directions.

These police officers and soldiers, who had been working under the joint enforcement team to combat telecom fraud in the park during the day, finally revealed their true colors under the cover of night before dawn.

The dark muzzles of guns were all pointed at their nominal commander.

The leader was a young military officer.

The young officer said with a half-smile, "Commander Chen, isn't it a bit inappropriate to come up the mountain in the middle of the night? We just dropped you off at the border, why didn't you get any sleep and rushed back?"

Chen Shu threw the pistol on the ground, shrugged, and offered no resistance.

Both sides are well aware that the kind of elite soldier or war god who can single-handedly defeat an entire armed organization and wreak havoc does not exist in reality, nor is it possible for them to exist.

This is not a fantasy novel, nor a heroic movie or TV series. Facing this group of soldiers who have fought their way up on the battlefield, Chen Shu, who is just a special police officer from a second-tier city in China, does not have the strength to match them.

This outcome was within his expectations.

Therefore, when encountering the enemy earlier, Chen Shu fired his guns into the sky, never intending to really gamble with them. As a result, when they were finally surrounded, the soldiers of these local militias did not immediately start killing people.

At least for now, we have a place to speak.

Chen Shu turned around and smiled, "Brother, I'm here on official business. Could you do me a favor?"

The young officer did not answer Chen Shu's question directly, but instead asked, "How many of you came?"

Chen Shu shrugged and said self-deprecatingly, "If a lot of us came, would you have let me go?"

The young officer shook his head, walked up to Chen Shu, and steadily raised his pistol.

At this distance, he was confident that no one could escape.

The mountain wind stopped, and the beams of flashlights all focused on Chen Shu. The surrounding soldiers were quiet, their eyes fixed intently on this high-ranking police officer from a major northern country. The large dogs, who had been excited all night, lay on the ground, their long tongues lolling out as they licked their mouths and made wheezing sounds.

Everyone is waiting for that moment.

The young officer's finger was on the trigger, and he began to slowly tighten it.

His orders were that no matter how many people came or how many guns they brought, Chen Shu, as the commander, had to die. This was both a warning to the authorities, namely the Burmese government, and a demonstration against the major northern power.

After all, according to procedure, Commander Chen, along with more than 20 people suspected of fraud, had already been politely escorted to the Chinese port this afternoon.

During the day, no one dared to touch the commander who entered the Dalalin Autonomous Region through proper procedures. But now, in this completely dark situation, no one knew who had died or where they had died.

It is said that villains die from talking too much. From the moment this young officer saw Chen Shu to the moment he was about to fire, it only took two or three minutes. This was not too slow and he deserved to be called decisive.

But sometimes, fate is waiting for just these few minutes.

Suddenly, a shout came from the rear of the troops.

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I like Policeman Chen Shu.