Chapter 342 Sleep

The group returned to the SWAT team.

The two-day rescue operation against death passed in a flash, and it seemed like several centuries had passed since everyone returned to the unit.

Some impatient young people entered the office, regardless of the cold weather, took off their police uniforms and threw them on the chair, picked up the washbasin under the desk and ran to the big bathhouse at the back of the building.

The more reserved ones went to the bathroom on the floor to get a basin of water to wash their faces, and sat in the office for a while waiting for the first group of people to wash. Then they went to the dormitory to get a change of clothes and toiletries, and prepared in an orderly manner before entering the bathhouse.

Of course, there were also a few older and married people who said hello to their leaders and went home directly after get off work. For example, Xu Mingliang, the troop carrier had not yet arrived at the unit, and he jumped off the car when he passed his house on the way.

Chen Chuan belonged to the former.

Before going to bed, he washed his hands and looked at himself in the mirror with deep panda eyes. He was 28 years old, 186CM tall, in the prime of his life, and young and promising. Although he was usually a bit casual, giving people the illusion of selling out, he would be a handsome gentleman after tidying up.

In particular, he was casual but not sloppy, undisciplined but not lazy, he often washed his hair, changed his underwear every day, and there was no dirty smell at all.

In the police force where clothes were considered clean if they did not reflect light, he was definitely a unique person.

"Alas, such a good model figure, I don't know who will get it in the future!"

Chen Chuan cleaned himself up with random thoughts, returned to the dormitory and fell asleep, ready to sleep until the sun went down.

When he closed his eyes, he thought of the people he had saved desperately in the past two days, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

After the mission was over, the police and auxiliary police rested or went home, which was considered a relief for themselves.

However, the three brigade leaders were not so relaxed.

Li Da took Chen Shu to the brigade duty room and met with Xie Chi who was on duty. They first discussed the gains and losses of this rescue operation, and then agreed on the leadership schedule for the next few days.

The brigade has four squadrons and eight policemen, so they usually rotate every eight days. According to Li Da, before Zou Qing came, the brigade's clerk was also a male policeman. At that time, their police duty group was directly arranged every nine days, which made the brigade leaders envious.

Then again, there are only three brigade leaders now, and they can't arrange them in a fancy way. Li Da and Chen Shu fought outside for two consecutive nights, and they were physically and mentally exhausted; Xie Chi, who was over 50 years old, was on duty for two consecutive days in the unit, which was not easy.

In the end, it was the unmarried Chen Shu who made the sacrifice. He took over as the duty leader, and Li Da and Xie Chi went home.

After sending the two away, Chen Shu couldn't help but got up and went back to the office. Although according to regulations, you are not allowed to go back to the dormitory to rest during duty, it is reasonable to go to the office to close your clothes and squint your eyes.

Even if the captain of the inspection brigade came to the door at this moment, Chen Shu was not in vain. Because when he opened the door, Chen Shu opened his eyes and finished the job, so what was there to be afraid of!

Third floor office.

Chen Shu yawned and entered the office, threw himself on the sofa, took out a cigarette box from his pocket and held a cigarette in his mouth, ready to smoke a cigarette to refresh himself, and then write a report on the rescue operation.

Captain Li Da threw the "Operation Process" directly to Chen Shu on the grounds that Chen Shu was a college student.

Among the three brigade leaders, Chen Shu was the youngest and had the least experience in the special police brigade. Who else should be given this kind of work if not him?

After smoking, Chen Shu wiped his face vigorously with both hands, secretly encouraged himself, and took a breath to sit down at the desk, turned on the computer, and started typing.

This time, he had a lot of experience and a lot of feelings, and Chen Shu was also full of ideas, and the report was completed in one go.

Stretching, feeling happy, he couldn't help singing his favorite song in college.

"In the bustling town, in the quiet valley, the figure of the people's police, accompanied by the moon and sunrise"

Not long after typing on the keyboard, the door was knocked.

With Chen Shu's "Come in", Zhang Yang pushed the door open and walked in, and then sat on the chair in front of the desk. Lifting her white and slender legs, she pulled her skirt to cover her knees, held her chin and smiled at Chen Shu and said:

"You sing well, really well, really beautiful! After saving the little girl, you sang this song, right? It would be nice if you recorded the scene of your singing at that time."

Chen Shu said "Oh", suddenly slapped his head, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the WeChat work group, pointed to a group of photos and several videos that Xu Mingliang had just sent out, and said:

"Can you take a look at these? Our team members also took a lot of photos before, you can pick some that catch your eye."

Zhang Yang smiled sweetly on his face to express his gratitude, but in fact, he didn't care in his heart. After all, they are not professionals, and they took the photos with their phones, so the quality is probably not good.

Chen Shu handed the phone to Zhang Yang to flip through, and yawned and walked to the sofa.

Zhang Yang flipped through the photos and videos, and suddenly said: "Hey, this one is good!"

It was a photo that was obviously taken in the car. The windshield and the co-pilot's seat were very clear, and looking through the glass, there was a tall and thin figure standing next to a troop carrier in front.

The black special training uniform for special police, with the collar standing up. The training uniform was very dirty, but the person wearing it stood straight, and a standard police salute was vividly shown on the paper.

Standing opposite him was a little girl about eight years old doing the Young Pioneers salute. She was wearing a similarly dirty white coat, but the solemnity of her fingers clasped together and raised high above her head made people dare not underestimate the little girl's age.

Behind the two of them was a small black troop carrier, with the words "Special Police" on the car conspicuous but small. Because behind the car was the deep and broken accident scene.

The white and broken car body hanging on the edge of the viaduct and piercing the sky seemed to be venting the injustice of the world to the sky. But when the camera got closer, the two policemen and the girl who saluted each other instantly diluted this injustice.

This is a kind of people who, when disaster strikes, will have hope, courage and security in their hearts as long as they see the police uniforms and police cars.

Whether from the professional perspective of a media person or from his subjective preference in private, Zhang Yang praised this photo.

"Brother Shu, this one is really good. Hmm?"

When she excitedly turned around and prepared to share the joy with Chen Shu, Chen Shu was sleeping on the sofa in a very awkward posture. The sofa was not very big, and he was tall, sleeping like an adult in a crib, and snoring slightly.

"Hoo hoo."

Zhang Yang walked to the sofa quietly and covered him with a quilt.