Number 11 shook his head, "First Class rit? Only if there’s a bomb inside the venue and you plug it with your body!"
Number 3 quickly grabbed Number 11’s arm, looking around nervously, and said,
"Don’t talk nonsense about these sensitive words! I heard there are snipers nearby! Be careful, or a little red dot might aim at you!
I’m telling you, with Number 1 around, we have no hope for a second-class ritorious service. Safely striving for third-class rit, how good would that be!"
"Hey, looking at Number 1, he’d probably want to take both second-class and third-class rits all by himself!"
Fang Huai glared, "You dissing ?"
At this mont, Lin Chong stood with his hands behind his back, quite arrogantly saying,
"You guys keep squabbling; anyway, those Military rit dals won’t land on my head."
In reality, he was incredibly envious. The Internal Guard’s Military rit dals were probably the hardest to get.
Among these people, he was the fiercest in comprehensive quality, but he definitely belonged to the group with fewer military dals on their chests.
Then, Hu Peizhou smiled, patted Lin Chong’s shoulder, and said,
"I called and discussed with your Leader Huang a few days ago, borrowing you for half a year was specially approved by General Wang for service mileage. Our side will still send a letter of thanks, suggesting comndation for you.
Leader Huang also said that the current demand for counter-terrorism talent is increasingly broad, from hijacking prevention to the Special Duty Squad, all need experts in firefighting. Learning more things, when you go back, you might be assigned an even more important position.
But he said that you need to keep your physical strength up.
The venue is closed in the evenings during this ti, which is perfect for taking these kids out to stretch their legs every night. We’ve been busy on the road without any action, and there’s a week to go before the Olympics gets busy. Take this opportunity to give them a hell week, get so good practice in, even things out."
Upon hearing this, Lin Chong’s eyes glinted with barely concealed excitent.
"Great! Thank you! I won’t slack off with my physical fitness!"
Then he turned and gave Fang Huai a smile.
This smile had a profound aning.
Fang Huai saw this smile and felt an ill premonition.
Damn,
this guy can’t outlast in a march, he’s been holding a grudge! I’ve been non-stop challenging him throughout the whole march. Now that we’re switching to practicing skills, which is his strong suit, isn’t he going to want to work to death?
Is it still tily to apologize now?
...
Check × 21 tis.
The seven days of chaotic howling finally went by.
Lin Chong went berserk.
All the parallel bars, single bars, and fitness ladders at the Olympic Park that were for everyone’s leisure and fitness began to be monopolized.
Fang Huai’s standing within the group −3.
This ti, it wasn’t just Lin Chong, but Number 20 and Number 11 didn’t let Fang Huai, who had been awesoly dazzling for an entire month, get off easy either, provoking him like crazy.
On average, Fang Huai had to hang on the bar cursing 200 tis a day, but he never cowered, repeatedly attempting to extend the training duration, increase the training volu, trying to regain the advantage with his terrifying recovery ability.
With this enormous catfish around, nobody had an easy ti.
The food situation improved, the Logistics provided staff als that were quite rich: four dishes, a balanced at and vegetable combo, and even a small fruit portion, all incredibly fresh and hygienic. The place where the Bento boxes were made had state banquet-level chefs, and the cooking warehouse was secured with fingerprint locks. All ingredients were escorted military-style, with refrigeration temperatures strictly controlled below 10 degrees Celsius to ensure freshness.
Each Bento box, simple but not simplistic.
But, I just can’t eat them anymore.
They didn’t even consider providing them with a spoon, as they would for foreign guests.
Beyond the daily training, during working hours, they also endured considerable psychological pressure.
The safety director, and even so from departnts they didn’t recognize, would gather them from ti to ti to brief them on security details and key figures to focus on.
With nurous heads of state about to arrive, and over 12,000 athletes and officials from various countries—so from nations far from stable—asures had to be taken to prevent any terrorist takeover attempts. Issues with spears must be eliminated altogether.
So starting on the third day, the security checks inside the venues included two additional devices for detecting explosives. During the inspections, all distribution boxes, safety valves, and any nooks that could conceal items had to be checked. Donning gloves, they would reach in and feel around for any foreign objects.
Every ti they extended their hands with trembling caution into those dark areas, the soldiers from the BJ Team who conducted the joint inspections would burst into laughter.
The mbers of the training class could only explain with a scowl: I’m doing this because of my training! It’s not because I’m scared!
After a week, Fang Huai had gotten to know the Bird’s Nest inside and out.
When it ca to security, he took it very seriously.
Over the course of a week, he not only learned how to efficiently operate the security control room’s command system but also the firefighting control room’s system.
As well as morizing all the points in the venue area.
He had figured these out step by step on his own.
The lieutenant colonel from the BJ Team in charge of the venue was even a bit impressed with him, and he, along with his training class, were held in high esteem.
Champions from Guizhou, Hunan, Yunnan—three corps martial arts competitions—and one People’s Ard Police specialist in hijack intervention. The lieutenant colonel said, with them on board, the main venue’s firefighting and security force levels were at their peak. Should any terrorists show up, they would be capable of taking them on.
Of course, it was just a joke.
No matter how aweso one’s physical fitness, they couldn’t possibly compare with ard personnel. Even soone like Lin Chong would need the proper equipnt to unleash his full potential.
But today, on August 4th at 2:20 in the afternoon, while five of them were conducting an inspection of the venue, the lieutenant colonel hurried over to them.
"Fang Huai, Chen Qingzhao! Co and lend a hand! Kissinger’s family is on their way here; help follow them around! Accompany them for a walk in the venue!"
Fang Huai was montarily stunned.
He knew who Kissinger was.
A long-ti advisor on international relations for the United States.
But?
"...There must be more than 20,000 People’s Ard Police in Beijing, right? How could it possibly be our turn to receive them?"
The lieutenant colonel gestured frantically at them:
"Let’s talk while walking!"
With that, he headed outside.
Lin Chong showed no hesitation and imdiately followed the lieutenant colonel outside, with Fang Huai quickly catching up.
As they walked, the lieutenant colonel explained:
"This afternoon, about 400 important figures arrived in Beijing and are touring around.
"The unified touring plan we agreed upon was rejected by the guests, resulting in an extre dispersal of security forces.
"But for the comfort of our guests, the security level designated for hosting them is only a Level 3 guard, which ans their own bodyguards are responsible for their safety. The surrounding security is under the jurisdiction of the local police.
"Police resources are currently severely lacking, but we can’t mobilize the military, so we can only ask for our help in accompanying and guiding the protection.
"For the next few days, you might all be tasked with this duty."
(Debt repaynt struggle failed, will continue writing tonight.)
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