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

Chapter 95 Only the strong are worthy of standing guard!

Morning exercises finished,

Fang Lin was almost paralyzed.

"Squad leader, this training method is unscientific!"

Li Meng nodded as well.

"Yeah, squad leader, didn't we say we should train scientifically?"

"Running in full gear followed by a long-distance race—who can handle that?!"

"science?"

Bao Cheng calmly watched the two of them.

"What's scientifically called training, what's unscientific called honing!"

"You have to give something to get something."

"Didn't you all say you wanted to stay with the team?"

"If you want to stay on the team, you have to train!"

Fang Lin supported himself on his knees, his face pale.

"Squad leader, I didn't say we wouldn't practice, it's just that we don't have enough rest and recovery time!"

"Is it too little?"

Bao Cheng looked at the three of them.

"You guys aren't on standby anymore, and the package value is high; it's almost nine people covering one, isn't it?"

"Can't you adjust even if you're sleeping through the night every day?"

Fang Lin had nothing to say at this point.

Zhou Heng stood to the side, also panting heavily.

After the armed run, the long-distance race begins.

It's really tiring.

Especially in the morning when the temperature is low and you're breathing in cold air, it's quite cold when you first start running, and it gets even more uncomfortable when you start sweating later on.

But it must be said that this level of intensity can indeed train a person.

"Alright, stop arguing and hurry up and tidy up your quarters. We have shooting practice this morning."

"what?"

Fang Lin felt even more desperate.

shooting?

Isn't that just lying on the asphalt road and letting the cold wind blow on you?

Zhou Heng didn't speak.

Because he is between eight and ten.

He is now beginning to understand why some veterans like to stand guard.

After finishing his meal, Zhou Heng went upstairs to handle some personal matters. Not long after, Fang Lin came up with yogurt.

"Um?"

"Zhou Heng, why aren't you wearing your protective gear?"

Zhou Heng changed into his combat boots.

"I'm a sentry!"

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Lin jumped up.

Are you between eight and ten?

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"what?"

"You deserve to die!"

Fang Lin looked on with envy.

Eight to ten,

The sentry duty ends at 10:00.

We walked back at 10:30.

Then take a break for another ten or twenty minutes, and you won't have to do any exercises this morning!

And what about him?

But he had to practice shooting while lying on the ground.

It's so painful!

"Damn it, why is my luck so bad?"

"I'm in charge of all the training, and I'll handle all the physical conditioning!"

"It's my turn to be on guard duty when they hand out phones! Who put up this guard duty?!"

"What are you yelling about again?"

Bao Cheng's voice came from the doorway.

"What's wrong?"

"Can't I use a whistle?"

Fang Lin turned his head.

"No problem, squad leader, I love standing guard!"

Bao Cheng frowned.

"What are you standing for? Are you eight to ten?"

"Should I find someone to replace you?"

"what?"

Fang Lin quickly waved his hand.

"Squad leader, Zhou Heng is ranked eight to ten. If anyone should be replaced, it should be someone else!"

Bao Cheng looked at Zhou Heng.

"Your score is eight to ten?"

Zhou Heng nodded.

"Yes, class monitor."

"oh."

Seeing Bao Cheng remain silent, Zhou Heng felt somewhat uneasy. To be honest, he really wanted to stand guard, as the training intensity during this period had been too great!

Two seconds later, Bao Chengcai spoke.

"Stand still, don't doze off."

Zhou Heng's lips immediately curled up into a smile.

"yes!"

Fang Lin, however, looked completely incredulous.

"Squad leader, aren't you going to find someone to replace him?"

"Change to what?"

Bao Cheng glanced at him.

"Can he be compared to you?"

"A weakling like you needs more practice. In our squadron, only the strong are allowed to stand guard!"

Fang Lin was stunned.

What does it mean that only the strong are worthy of standing guard?

Is this even human?

When it was time, Zhou Heng went downstairs to prepare for his post.

Fang Lin watched Zhou Heng's departing figure with longing eyes.

He used to think that standing guard was torture.

but now,

He couldn't even stand guard; this training was truly torture!

"Report your numbers!"

"Require....."

After the handover was completed, Zhou Heng returned to the No. 3 sentry post.

He spent a week at the self-defense outpost last week, and being a sentry at the walled outpost was definitely more comfortable.

No need to wear a helmet.

Moreover, they can move around more, while the self-defense sentry can only move once an hour, which is really uncomfortable.

The first step is to check the situation inside and outside the prison area.

Since several incidents occurred in the prison area, the supervision team has arranged for special police officers to patrol continuously.

I just don't know why they haven't received the specific processing results yet.

It's possible that it was sent to the branch office, but the branch office didn't distribute it?

Of course,

These are all Zhou Heng's guesses; he doesn't know the specifics.

Time passed little by little.

The sentry post remained very quiet.

Special police officers with police dogs patrolled the perimeter outside the perimeter cordon below the prison walls from time to time.

Groups of four

The queue moved in a very orderly fashion.

Zhou Heng glanced at it twice before looking away.

Then the squadron's patrol groups went on cross-patrols, and Zhou Heng picked up his walkie-talkie when he saw this.

"Monitor, patrol team on patrol."

"Please open the left and right gates of Sentry No. 3."

"receive!"

After the patrol team left, the sentry post fell silent again.

Zhou Heng, with a gun slung over his shoulder, moved back and forth, observing the surroundings.

There were many armed police officers standing guard at numerous posts.

We haven't encountered any problems.

His entire military career consisted of repeating the same actions while on guard duty.

Taking over the sentry post,

Standing guard,

The sentry duty has ended.

A shift at the sentry post lasts two hours; it's peaceful, monotonous, and even grueling.

Many people lose their original aspirations while standing guard in these shifts.

But some things,

Someone has to do it.

This is the purpose of the sentry.

Occasionally, reports from other sentry posts could be heard over the walkie-talkie.

"The sentry at the prison gate reports that a local resident has been brought into the prison area by police officers!"

"Sentry post number seven reports: Cell number four is organizing inmates for exercise!"

......

Zhou Heng didn't have much to report. After standing for a long time, the soles of his feet were ice-cold.

Just then, the sound of whistle number one suddenly came through the walkie-talkie.

"Monitor!"

"An unidentified person is approaching the security line on the east side of the prison area, near sentry post number one!"

What?

Zhou Heng couldn't see the number one sentry post, so he could only silently sling his gun over his shoulder, ready to fire immediately if anything happened.

quickly,

The monitor replied.

"receive."

"Patrol team, be on alert, proceed to investigate immediately."

"Patrol team received."

Zhou Heng gripped the gun sling tightly, his gaze never leaving it.

Not long after,

The patrol team and the special police patrol team both moved towards that direction.

There was a brief silence on the walkie-talkie for a few seconds.

Then Sentry No. 1 reported again.

"Monitor, the people have been asked to leave; they were construction workers who accidentally wandered in!"

"receive!"