Reborn as an Armed Police Officer: I Became an All-Round Soldier King Through Duty

Although the stock isn't made of iron, the elbow is practically the same. If you hit a vital spot, it can kill someone instantly!

Zhou Heng returned to his original position, his breathing becoming a little heavier.

It can only be said that this was made an example of someone to scare others. This guy was unlucky and Zhou Heng caught him. However, this was also the first time he had hit a real person in the face, and the feedback was indeed different from that of the training model!

At this moment, Zhang Wei walked to his side.

"Are you alright?"

Zhou Heng shook his head.

"What would happen to me if I hit him?"

"I'm asking if you have a muscle strain!"

"Don't worry, squad leader, I didn't use much force."

"You didn't use much force?"

Zhang Wei stared at him for two seconds, then muttered a curse under his breath.

"You knocked out your back molars and you're saying you didn't use much force? What has Lao Bao been teaching you all this time?"

Zhou Heng pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

Zhao Zhengwu then turned and glanced at Zhou Heng, before giving the order:

"The team continues!"

"Don't stop!"

The process resumed, but the atmosphere was completely different.

Many of the red vests initially carried a sense of probing, provocation, and glaring.

Now everyone is walking forward with their heads down, at most stealing a glance at the gun in Zhou Heng's hand before immediately looking away.

Trying to act tough in front of the armed police?

court death!

The person in front also swallowed hard.

"Zhou Heng is starting to resemble Bao Cheng more and more!"

The task reception continues.

For the next two hours, no one dared to cause trouble, and the verification, triage, and escort all went very smoothly.

The scene only became completely quiet after the last group of people were sent in.

"ending!"

At Zhao Zhengwu's command, everyone quickly began the handover and reunification process.

Just as Zhou Heng lowered the gun barrel, Zhao Zhengwu walked up to him.

"Come with me."

Zhou Heng's heart sank.

"yes!"

Zhang Wei opened his mouth as if to speak, but ultimately said nothing. Zhao Zhengwu led Zhou Heng to the end of the second-floor corridor.

"Who gave you permission to use the butt of the rifle directly?"

Zhou Heng gritted his teeth.

"Report! This was my own judgment!"

"Hmph~ Independent judgment?"

Zhao Zhengwu was so angry he wanted to slap him.

"Do you know that if a rifle butt strikes off-target, it can cause serious injury or even death?"

"Know!"

"You still dared to smash it knowing that?"

Zhou Heng fell silent.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhao Zhengwu glared at him again.

"You're usually pretty smart, so why can't you figure it out now?"

"Such a good opportunity, and you're using the butt of your gun?"

"yes?"

Zhou Heng was dumbfounded. Wait, something didn't sound right about what the chief of staff was saying.

So he asked cautiously:

"Chief of Staff, should I use... use a gun?"

Zhao Zhengwu's eyes widened.

"Otherwise what?"

Zhou Heng was truly dumbfounded; this chief of staff was even more ruthless than him!

Zhao Zhengwu angrily pointed downstairs.

"What are you doing standing there? You're there to intimidate them, to scare these prisoners!"

"You elbowed him with the butt of your gun at that close range. What if you missed and he suddenly lunged at you?"

What if the people behind us swarm us?

"You need to think more about it!"

"yes!"

Zhou Heng nodded with a complicated expression; what the chief of staff said did make sense.

"So, after giving you a verbal warning, you should have immediately released the safety and loaded the bullet!"

"If he doesn't heed the warning, fire another warning shot. You know the procedure after that!"

"yes!"

Seeing that Zhou Heng understood, Zhao Zhengwu's expression softened slightly.

"You know what? If you release the safety, load the gun, and fire a warning shot, it's considered a merit on the report!"

"You little rascal, you chose the fastest, but also the dumbest, method. It's no use reporting it."

Zhou Heng quickly said:

"Thank you, Chief of Staff, but I don't think the higher-ups will necessarily approve it. I've actually taken a bit too much."

"Huh?"

Zhao Zhengwu was somewhat surprised; the fact that Zhou Heng could understand this showed that he was already very mature in his mindset.

The reason is actually quite simple: this kid has encountered far too many situations. It's impossible to give him a third-class merit for every single one of them.

If a person is on duty multiple times within a single year, only the highest merit award will be given. Therefore, Zhou Heng received the second-class merit award from the brigade, and he would not receive the third-class merit award.

These are all unspoken rules, but some people just can't understand this. In the end, your superiors don't owe you anything. It's good if they give you something, but it's normal if they don't. Just keep a positive attitude.

"Whether the higher-ups approve it or not is their business; whether we report it or not is the detachment's business."

Zhou Heng immediately said:

"clear!"

"You know nothing!"

Zhao Zhengwu rolled his eyes at him.

"If you hit me with the butt of your rifle, a light blow will do no good, a heavy blow will cause trouble, and if you kill me, I'm done for!"

"Think it over carefully!"

Zhou Heng stands at attention.

"yes!"

Zhao Zhengwu then looked at him for a few more seconds before waving his hand.

"Enough said. There's no benefit to be gained here. Think before you act next time! Don't let yourself be caught off guard!"

"yes!"

Zhao Zhengwu waved.

"Get out of here!"

Zhou Heng salutes.

"yes!"

After coming down from the second floor, Zhang Wei and Bao Cheng were waiting at the bottom of the stairs.

Zhang Wei spoke first.

"How is it?"

Zhou Heng let out a breath.

"It's nothing, just a reminder."

"remind?"

Bao Cheng smiled.

"It's about the rifle butt, isn't it?"

Zhang Wei was taken aback.

"What does it have to do with the gun butt?"

Bao Cheng glanced at him.

"If you have a gun but don't use the butt to smash someone's face, you'll be criticized!"

Zhang Wei understood now.

"Oh, is that what it is? Then you definitely deserve to be talked to!"

Zhou Heng:.....

Back at the squadron, it was the same routine: nuclear guns, nuclear bombs, registration, and only after confirming the equipment was in order could we eat.

At the dinner table, Fang Lin and the others immediately gathered around.

"How is it?"

Did the chief of staff scold you?

"Did that prisoner really lose his tooth?"

Zhou Heng shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth.

"You guys get news so fast?"

Fang Lin looked smug.

"Of course!"

"You're one of our group! I heard that when you strike with the butt of your rifle, all the prisoners in line tremble with fear!"

A comrade next to him also asked:

"That's brutal! Zhou Heng, how much force did you use?!"

Zhou Heng's lips twitched.

"Don't spread rumors! I really didn't use much force!"

"You didn't even use much force and someone's back molars fell out. If you used force, would you have to dislocate their jaw?"

Zhou Heng: ...

Zhang Wei sat down next to him and said irritably:

"Stop making a fuss, what's the point of talking about this? If you're too free, come go for a run with me tonight!"

Everyone finally shut up. After all, they had a chance to rest, so who wanted to go for a run?

Everyone got to rest well that night, and Huang Shan didn't emphasize anything too much.

Even the chief of staff didn't say anything and just handed out the phones. After a whole day, everyone needed to adjust.

Zhou Heng was also waiting for the system to calculate his skill rewards, but the system's notification never came even after he fell asleep.

Is the mission not over yet?