Infernal Hero Chapter 24 Islanders

There was a song on the tape recorder, Ren Xianqi's sad Pacific Ocean. As we were singing, one step forward was dusk, and the other step back was life. The wind was uneven, the waves were unsettled, and the heart was still uneasy. An island had locked a person, and our boat hadn't come yet. Our people still didn't understand …

It was in the summer of 2010, when the renovation and demolition of the old urban area in full swing was underway in Wuzhong City. Amidst the ruins, a brand-new city was rising. As His Excellency the Mayor said in an interview: This is the footsteps of the great era. Anyone who tries to stop it is just a mantis.

The surrounding area of the railway station, including the old railway station built in the early 1970s, was the focus of the reconstruction. There was a bungalow residential area 800 meters east of the station. Originally, it was a family room belonging to the mechanic repair department of a certain bureau of the China Railway Corporation, but now, it was almost in ruins.

A small courtyard stood alone in the broken wall, like an island.

According to the original plan, in 18 months, several modern buildings with high-end residential buildings and commercial buildings would stand in this area. But now, the island is blocking the plan.

A man is making careful preparations for another war to come.

He sat in his own courtyard and swiftly a.s.sembled a homemade mud gun. Fill dozens of gla.s.s soda bottles with gasoline. In the end, he sealed each bottle with a strip of cloth, which was the heavy firepower he had prepared for the upcoming war.

Fifty-one years old, single, laid-off, repairing bicycles and selling drinks. His family was barely able to survive, and there was only an old dog accompanying him. He didn't have a family to support him, and his three-bedroom house was enough to make him a millionaire immediately, and he would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life. As long as he signs the demolition compensation agreement.

In the entire demolition area, there were 352 families that had lived there. Since the completion of the community, 40 years had pa.s.sed. Many of them had already lived together for three generations and were squeezed into houses of the same pattern as him. According to the demolition compensation agreement, these families would not receive more than half of what he had received in the end. From this point of view, it seemed that he was the one who had the least reason to become a nail door.

The old wooden door was open, and there were a few metallic objects hanging at the door. When the wind blew, they collided with each other and clanked.

Those are a few military medals. Three third-grade merits, one second-grade merit, and one special-grade merit.

Zhao Yajun , the captain of the Criminal Police Brigade of the Munic.i.p.al Bureau, stood in front of the door. He looked up at the s.h.i.+ning golden medal and was filled with respect. As a reincarnated soldier, he was naturally aware of the importance of the outstanding merits of living. In peacetime, third-cla.s.s merits were common, and second-cla.s.s merits were already rare. As for special merits, non-significant and outstanding contributions could not be awarded.

There was only one person in the courtyard, and a total of six people had never come out after entering this small courtyard. Of the six people, three were security guards from Le Jian Company, which was in charge of the demolition of the entire area. The other three had extraordinary ident.i.ties. One of them was Liu Xiaofeng, the boss of Hanjiang Group, the largest private enterprise in the region. Also missing were Zhao Yajun 's immediate superior, Xu Guobiao, political commissar of the munic.i.p.al bureau, and the last hostage, Vice Mayor Cui, who was in charge of public security in the city.

A 51-year-old middle-aged man silently disappeared six adult males, including three young and robust security guards who were also veterans.

Zhao Yajun raised his head to look at the golden military medal and pondered how to intervene. Just as Gu Tianyou said, this person inside had a very big background, and if he was a little careless, there would be unimaginable consequences.

"Everyone in the courtyard, please immediately put down your weapons and release the hostages unconditionally" The loudspeaker let out an ear-piercing sound. It was Deputy Director Liu Futang, who was in charge of criminal investigation at the munic.i.p.al bureau, who was shouting.

A burning gasoline bottle was thrown out of the courtyard and scattered in the ruins, causing a ball of flames to explode.

The ruins were wide, There's no high ground for a sniper within a few hundred meters, The man sat in the courtyard, his back facing the house. In front of him was the courtyard door. On both sides was the courtyard wall. The large iron door was half-opened, and there was a stone table between the door and the man. The man's body was slightly lowered, which happened to cover his entire body tightly. The snipers lying in ambush a hundred meters away had no chance of locking onto the target.

The flames from the gasoline bottle caused a commotion. The man's voice was low and slightly hoa.r.s.e, "Let me hear that again. The next one to burn is the house behind me."

There are probably six hostages in the house.

Zhao Yajun frowned slightly and cursed in his heart, "Clean the f.u.c.k up!"

The courtyard door was open and curtains hung from the windows, making it impossible to see what was happening in the house.

The order was not to act recklessly without confirming the safety of the hostages.

"Excuse me, may I come in and talk?" Zhao Yajun approached the door and peeked into the courtyard.

The man in the courtyard raised his head slightly, revealing a cold and stern face. Although it looked a little old, it was cleanly groomed without the slightest bit of decadence or dirt.

"Ever been a soldier?" The man's sharp gaze fell on Zhao Yajun .

Zhao Yajun nodded and said, "Thirty-eighth Army, eighty-eighth year soldier."

"With this calmness, it seems like I've seen blood before." The man beckoned for Zhao Yajun to come in and said, "Please forgive my rudeness. The detonator is under my b.u.t.t. As long as I move, the bomb in the house will explode immediately."

Zhao Yajun was wearing a miniature communicator and his voice was transmitted to the outside command vehicle. The special police officers who were preparing to attack not far from the courtyard immediately stopped. Liu Futang, who was in charge of the command, ordered everyone to temporarily retreat 200 meters away.

"Why are you doing this?" Zhao Yajun ignored the order to retreat and glanced at the wire that the man was sitting on. He walked over and sat opposite the man.

"How dare you!" The man gave Zhao Yajun a thumbs up and introduced himself, "My surname is Geng. Because I was born on Jian Jun Day, I am called Jian Jun. Both father and son are destined for the army. I guess you already know about my past in the army."

"Your previous ident.i.ty hasn't reached the decryption time limit. I don't know much about it, but I still know the military medal." Zhao Yajun went back to the previous topic, "Why did this happen? You should know very well that there is no point in continuing to fight."

"I'm waiting for someone. Wait as long as you can. If you can't come, I'll wait until I die." Geng Jianjun said with a smile.

Zhao Yajun 's ears were full of noise. Liu Futang took off the microphone and turned it off impatiently. He thought about what Gu Tianyou had told him and said meaningfully, "That person hasn't come yet. Maybe he won't come, or maybe he can't come at all."

"You seem to know who I'm waiting for." Geng Jianjun rolled his eyes and glanced at Zhao Yajun .

Zhao Yajun replied, "I was asked to ask you, are the people in the room still alive?"

Geng Jianjun 's eyes lit up.

Zhao Yajun shook his head, "It's not the person you are waiting for, but the person who asked me to ask you a question said that as long as you answer his question, he will have a way for you to meet the person you are waiting for."

"Do you think I still have a chance to leave this place alive?" Geng Jianjun lowered his head.

"Everything depends on man. As long as everyone in the room is alive, you give up fighting now. I am willing to go out with you." Zhao Yajun said sincerely.

"Get out?" Geng Jianjun laughed mockingly, "Was he in jail or was he killed by those snipers outside?"

Zhao Yajun shook his head and said, "Leave this place and meet the person you are waiting for. Perhaps he is also waiting to see you."

"Are you willing? Are those policemen outside willing?"

"You can take me away from here."

After a moment of silence, Geng Jianjun suddenly asked, "You don't look like the kind of policeman who is willing to bend the law for personal gain."

"I used to be a soldier. I used to defend my country, but now my duty is to eliminate criminals and protect the innocent. Under this principle, I want to live a better life as much as possible."

"I'm willing to believe you, but I don't trust the people outside or your hidden client."

"You might consider believing this." Zhao Yajun took out a knife from his pocket.

It was made from the cartridge case of an anti-aircraft gun, shaped like a scalpel.

Geng Jianjun took it in his hand and stared at it for a long time. He raised his head and asked, "How can I cooperate with you?"

"First, you need to dismantle the detonator under your b.u.t.t."

"Apart from the three people who came to set the fire in the middle of the night, I didn't intend to hurt anyone else, so the installation was fake."

Zhao Yajun heaved a sigh of relief and said, "The first step is to leave this place. Someone will help you escape from the police's pursuit when you leave the city."

Ten minutes later, a large bed covered with three people slowly walked out of the courtyard. Under the blanket, the three of them wore the same security uniform and walked out in unison. Zhao Yajun shouted under the blanket, "I am Zhao Yajun. Now, come out with Vice Mayor Cui and the suspect. In order to ensure the safety of the hostages, I order you not to act rashly!"

Outside the ruins, in a black off-road vehicle. Gu Tianyou put down his binoculars and turned to Sun Xiaodong, who was beside him, saying, "He has come out. It's been three hard days for you."

Sun Xiaodong said, "I will arrange the cars to take care of them right now. If we walk from the south side of the construction site, it will be easy to escape. Moreover, the temporary parking lot of the demolition team is over there. All the cars are the same. When I let them drive away together, it will be more chaotic. It will be easier for the one inside to escape."

"As long as you get in the car I arranged, you will be fine." After Gu Tianyou finished speaking, he took out a leather bag from the back seat and handed it to Sun Xiaodong. "After this matter is over, the Public Security Bureau will definitely cause trouble for you, and you may have to suffer some grievances. Here is 200,000 yuan, not much, that's all."

Sun Xiaodong was shocked. He was stunned for a moment before he hesitated to take the bag into his hand and said, "I've only helped this little from beginning to end …"

Gu Tianyou waved his hand and said, "Brother Sun, you don't have to say anything polite. After this matter is finished, you might lose your job. If you really do reach that point, remember to come to Wolong Pond to find me. If you're afraid of being inferior, then take this money and do some small business."

Sun Xiaodong pressed his wallet and nodded, "Don't worry. When the police ask, I will insist that I was panicking. I moved the car to make way for the police."