Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 1019 It is necessary to let history repeat itself

The floor was a bit sticky.

Stepping on it feels like stepping on syrup.

The room was filled with a pungent and unpleasant fishy smell. Even some experienced police officers felt physically uncomfortable when they saw such a scene.

The casino was littered with corpses, and almost every one of them had died a tragic death.

Without exception, these people are all notorious local thugs who bully men and women.

The most terrifying thing was a guy in a flowered shirt sitting at the gambling table.

There was nothing above his shoulders, his body was fixed to the chair with wires, and he was holding his head in his hands.

"vomit....."

A young law enforcer saw this scene and couldn't help vomiting.

Such a bloody and brutal scene was destined to leave a permanent shadow on his mind.

There were still many corpses downstairs, almost all of them were members of local gangs, and they died very quickly and efficiently.

Either their throats were cut or bullets were shot through the head, without any hesitation.

Downstairs, there were a large number of fallen women, and besides that, there was a group of rescued young girls.

The youngest is nine years old, and the oldest is only about thirteen or fourteen years old.

They were either abducted or sold here by their parents.

But what is almost unanimous is that the faces of these girls were filled with tears of survival.

The law enforcement officers in charge of the investigation were not very concerned about how these girls were abducted, because in this country where rape and trafficking are rampant, such things are more common than losing a wallet.

"Did you see who did it? How many people were there? What did they look like?"

"It's a white goat."

"No, it should be the god transformed into an Aries."

"He is half man, half sheep."

The artist in charge of the profile immediately drew a picture with four legs at the bottom and a human head on top.

"so?"

"No, no, it's the other way around."

The profiler turned the paper upside down so the four legs were on top. "Like this?"

One girl shook her head and said, "No, no, his lower body is human and his upper body is a sheep."

The profiler glanced at his colleague, then suddenly realized something and drew a six-legged creature on the drawing paper.

There are four lamb legs on top and two human legs on the bottom.

Then he got a good kick in the ass from his superiors.

The superior looked at the bodies being carried out, his face very grim. "It's that bastard with the goat mask who was racing in the city before. He's there again!"

"This is a challenge to the credibility of our law enforcement officers. This is a demonstration against us!"

"Killing people right under our noses is simply lawless!"

The profiler rubbed his buttocks: "But, that guy only killed villains, scum?"

His superior glared at him fiercely. "They've made a mistake, and there are laws to punish them. Taking action without permission is a crime. If we can catch this guy, it will be a great achievement!"

The news spread quickly, and the law enforcement officers in the neighboring city were all shocked.

Not long ago, that guy had just killed three honest and kind law enforcement officers in their area and was being hunted down throughout the city.

But he actually managed to slip through such a seemingly impenetrable net, and even ran back to the capital to kill so many good citizens.

Now, all the dignitaries and wealthy businessmen living in the capital were in a panic, fearing that they would be suddenly selected randomly.

After all, everyone still remembers the unexpected incident that happened to General Lessinger a few years ago.

In addition, since you have done so many bad things, you are naturally afraid of ghosts knocking on your door.

Many people even called the army, hoping that Pim Khan could send soldiers to protect them.

The phone at the command center was almost blown up with calls from people seeking asylum, and there were even wealthy businessmen who wanted to pay to stay in the military camp for a while.

In their eyes, that is the safest place, no doubt about it.

Pim Khan's eye twitched. "The enemy is so bold! They actually dared to come out and provoke us. What are they planning?"

The secretary stood aside and did not dare to speak.

This, he thought, was obvious enough.

Pim Khan stared at him coldly. "Analyze for me, what is the enemy's purpose in this move?"

The secretary was a little embarrassed: "Sir, I think the other party is at the end of his strength and making a last-ditch effort. This is the capital, he dare not act recklessly."

Pim Khan slammed his hand on the table, his beard trembling. "They've killed half the gangsters in the casino, and you still say they don't dare to act recklessly?"

"They have returned to the capital, they must have their own purpose!"

The secretary said with a bitter face, "Sir, with all due respect, they are desperate and ready to fight you to the death."

Pim Khan narrowed his eyes. "Are you saying the enemy is coming for me?"

The secretary nodded vigorously. "Just like when they beheaded Lessinger, you are the primary target. Of course, as long as you don't leave, you'll be fine."

Pim Khan glared. "Well, I can't stay in the military forever, can I?"

secretary:"......"

Pim Khan gnashed his teeth in hatred. "When they realized they couldn't escape, they started to retreat. Are these guys the kind of idiots?"

"Or is it that their purpose in doing this is to distract attention and lure the tiger away from the mountain?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

Just as Pim Khan was analyzing his opponent's motives, the signalman ran over in a panic.

"Sir, urgent message from above!"

"bring here!"

As soon as Pim Khan answered the phone, he heard angry roars from the other end.

"Pim, how do you do things? Why haven't you caught anyone yet?"

"A few petty thieves came into our territory, rode on our necks and pissed and shit on us, and now they're even trying to stir up trouble in our inner circle!"

"I'm now afraid that when I wake up and open my eyes, there will be a knife hanging over my head, at my neck!"

Pim Khan was scolded harshly, but he didn't dare to say a word.

The voice on the other end was still furious: "If you can't catch him again, you'll have to quit your job as Army Chief of Staff! Remember, you only have twelve hours! This is your deadline!"

After the call was disconnected, Pim Khan felt furious and as if he was about to explode.

He thought that his command strategy was fine, but the implementation was always a mess.

Before the anti-terrorism exercise a while ago, he always felt that his soldiers were orderly amidst chaos.

Those soldiers are just lazy at ordinary times, but when the real fighting breaks out and they encounter danger, they can gather infinite power.

But now it seems that he was wrong. When those guys get together, they are just a pile of shit, and it is the thin kind...

The secretary asked cautiously, "Sir, are you okay?"

Pim Khan sighed, rubbing his brow, and said, "I have a feeling this is most likely a diversionary tactic by the enemy. Their goal is to create pressure on me and the dignitaries in the capital, thereby drawing everyone's attention."

"But even if this is most likely a trap, I have to bite the bullet and go in."

"I've been given the final twelve hours. If there's no progress, I'll all be demoted and dismissed..."

When the secretary heard this, he panicked: "What should we do?"

Pim Khan clenched his fists and said, "Loosen the security in the surrounding cities and concentrate all our forces here. Release some, arrest some..."

"In addition, we have to reconsider our strategic deployment towards neighboring countries."

"If we really get nothing in the end, we'll just have to give in and stick to our original bet... and let them build a weather observatory."

"But you will be cursed for eternity," the secretary said hesitantly.

"Eternal infamy?" Pim Khan sneered. "Those idiots couldn't even build a plane of our own. They deserve the most blame!"

"Perhaps, we should really take our neighbors seriously and carefully consider whether we are qualified to compete with them and whether we have the confidence to hinder their development..."

......

At the same time, there are more police cars and military vehicles on the city streets at night.

The whole city seemed to be shrouded in an extremely tense atmosphere.

Even those entertainment venues that are usually bustling with lights and wine have become deserted.

The person who caused all this was now lying on the roof of a bungalow, using mineral water to clean the inflamed and infected wound on his abdomen.

Qin Feng re-bandaged the wound and swallowed a few antibiotic tablets.

As the shrill sound of sirens came closer and farther away, he slowly closed his eyes.

So many days of high-intensity continuous fighting, injuries, and viral infections have taken a toll on his body.

But in order to increase the chances of Long Tianye and the others leaving safely, Qin Feng stood up with his tired body after a simple rest for half an hour.

He felt that it was necessary to let history repeat itself so that a quick resolution could be achieved...