Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 325 Special Police Patrol Vehicle

On a Ford Transit troop carrier.

One team member, imagining the heavy bomb disposal suit worn by a bomb disposal expert, asked doubtfully, "Captain Xu, how much explosive charge can your suit withstand?"

Xu Mingliang stretched out his hands and circled them under his eyes, then said thoughtfully, "The clothes can withstand the equivalent of three kilograms of TNT."

"Oh, so that means even if it's less than this explosive, it'll be fine if it explodes?"

Xu Mingliang chuckled: "The clothes are fine, but the person can only be left with a complete corpse."

In fact, what many people don't know is that bomb suits are, in a sense, just a psychological comfort. Although bomb suits can block the shrapnel damage from bombs, the key issue is that bomb suits cannot protect against the shock wave from bombs, which is often the one that is most likely to kill people.

Therefore, the biggest function of bomb suits is to provide psychological comfort to bomb disposal experts, leaving them with a complete body. At least they won't be blown to pieces by a bomb, losing even their corpse, which would be a terrible thing.

Of the four squadrons, only Xu Mingliang from the first squadron came from the special police detachment, and he still had some kinship with Chen Shu, who had also spent a year in the special police detachment.

After thinking for a while, Chen Shu, following his old habit from when he was patrolling the brigade, invited everyone to Wallace for some snacks.

Everyone cheered and jumped for joy. Xu Mingliang thought that this deputy captain was a pretty good person.

When the car arrived at the store, Chen Shu called Xu Mingliang and they went to the front desk to order food.

"Brother Xu, do we get a day off the day after we finish our shift?" Chen Shu asked casually.

"Unless we work the night shift or it happens to be a weekend shift, there is generally no compensatory time off. Generally speaking, we don't work the night shift. The police calls assigned by the branch command center stop after 9 p.m.."

"Okay. So, what do we waiters usually order at work? I'll have seven chicken leg burgers, seven chicken wraps, and seven medium Cokes." Chen Shu patted his stomach, tested his capacity, and changed his request, "Six of each will be fine, plus a coffee. I need to eat less, for a healthier diet."

"Six chicken leg burgers, six chicken wraps, six medium Cokes, and one hot coffee," the waiter repeated.

"Wait a minute." Chen Shu turned to Xu Mingliang and asked, "Brother Xu, is this alright? Would you like anything else?"

Xu Mingliang laughed and said, "That's fine. Those kids are happy as long as they have some food. But speaking of which, Chen Da, you really need to work on your physique."

"Sigh, it's all because of the irregular hours and meals at the police station. Waiter, that's fine. Will you sweep me, or should I sweep you?"

After a while, the two of them carried several bags out the door and headed straight for the troop transport vehicle.

As soon as he sat down in the car, an emergency call came through Xu Mingliang's walkie-talkie.

Domestic violence.

A man called the police, saying that he had been beaten by his wife and was now stuck at the entrance of his residential compound, hoping that the police could accompany him home to get a change of clothes.

The location is an old residential area near Shangqiao Road.

When the police car arrived, a man in pajamas was seen waiting at the iron gate of the residential area.

The other party was also somewhat surprised, thinking that it would be police officers from the local police station who came, but they did not expect a large group of special police officers to arrive.

Thinking the SWAT officers were going to harm his wife, the man's scalp tingled, and he nervously said, "Officers, I might not have explained things clearly when I called the police. The one who hit me was my wife, just a frail woman. I didn't mean to do anything; I just wanted to see if I could go home and get some clean clothes."

Chen Shu interrupted him with a smile, "It's alright, we'll go upstairs with you." The man glanced at the only policeman in uniform, and seeing his smiling face, thought he seemed easy to talk to. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Officer, could you come upstairs with me? They... they're watching."

Chen Chuan unloaded his equipment and jumped out of the car: "Shu, I'll go with you."

Chen Shu nodded and led Chen Chuan upstairs.

Upon reaching the third floor, the man timidly knocked on the door and weakly called out, "Open the door, open the door."

Chen Shu shielded Chen Chuan and took a few steps back, explaining, "You may not know this since you just came from the headquarters, but dispatching officers like us from police stations is actually the most dangerous."

"Danger?"

Chen Chuan peeked his head towards the other side of the door, looking like he was ready to watch a good show.

Chen Shu said seriously, "Don't be fooled by the fact that special police and criminal police officers are tasked with targeting ruthless and violent criminals. In reality, for fully armed police officers who are planning and acting with a purpose, they have sufficient protection. Think about it, when have you ever heard of a special police officer or criminal police officer being injured?"

In places like these, where police respond on short notice, we have no idea who's inside or what people are in the house. Unexpected situations are frequent, making these areas the most dangerous. A few years ago, a police officer was shot and killed through the security door by a drug trafficker who thought he'd been discovered during a routine inspection of a rental property.

Just then, a burly woman opened the door, carrying a dilapidated tabletop fan in her left hand: "Well done, you've even learned to call the police."

It must be mentioned that the police in country H are truly exceptional in their service to the people. So much so that the woman, unfazed by the two policemen outside, picked up the electric fan, threatening to smash it at the man again.

The man lowered his head meekly and said, "Wife, I was wrong. I will never buy a game console again."

The woman tossed the electric fan aside, put her hands on her hips, and said, "Game console? Now you dare to admit it's a game console? Didn't you say it was a newly bought router? If I hadn't seen the remote fall out, I don't know how long you would have kept lying to me!"

The man hesitated for a moment and said, "Wife, if you really can't calm down today, let me go inside and get some clothes. I'll go back to my parents' place for the night."

The woman paused, then waved her hand to let her pass: "Never mind, let's go home. I'm telling you, you're not allowed to buy things behind my back anymore."

The man's face immediately lit up, and he hurriedly moved closer to the house, saying, "I'll definitely listen to my wife."

The two men went inside while talking and closed the door, leaving the two policemen outside without them noticing.

"That's it?" Chen Chuan asked in surprise, his eyes wide.

"That's all for us, let's go. Eighty percent of 110 calls are about these trivial matters. It's good if we can resolve them on the spot. The worst are the ones that have to be taken back to the station. Sometimes, when we encounter someone with a fiery temper, they can turn the whole police station upside down."

"No wonder those old guys in the office are unwilling to go down to the grassroots level. Just these two noises have made my head spin."

Chen Shu shrugged and walked down first, followed by Chen Chuan, who kept turning back every three steps.

Suddenly, a woman's loud voice came from upstairs.

"What! This thing costs four thousand! You damn spendthrift!"

Accompanied by another series of crashing sounds, there were also faint glimpses of men begging for mercy and screams of pain.

(End of this chapter)