316: Chapter 296: Setting Sail 316: Chapter 296: Setting Sail Lu Ping’an beca increasingly aware of the differences between the two worlds, probably stemming from this…..
“…
The efficiency is quite astonishing.”
The bureaucratic efficiency of the two worlds was like night and day.
Lu Ping’an, used to having a small matter drag on for half a month, was a bit unaccustod to it.
When the nature of the incident was confird, and all the “ins and outs” had been verified, the Bureau of Anomaly Managent and the Special Service Team swiftly took action.
It’s just that Lu Ping’an was a little bit uncomfortable with it.
The comndation ceremony took place after the funeral.
With an empty coffin, there was no need to worry about corpse decay.
Completing the accounting for the entire world made it easy to turn the missing persons into “deaths” and to distribute the compensation.
In these months, sixty-seven special agents were permanently removed from the duty roster.
But in reality, only about thirty corpses were found, and the rest were all “presud dead”.
Once the number of fatalities was confird, the funeral began.
The newcors of Team 3 stood in the back of the line, following one empty coffin after another up the mountain.
Finishing the salute and funeral as calmly as everyone else, then calmly finishing the dal ceremony, and calmly descending the mountain, Lu Ping’an was not feeling very calm.
“Not used to it?” In the car on the way back, the young people were silent, and the atmosphere was sowhat somber.
Deputy Captain Lu casually asked while smoking a cigarette.
“Do you feel that we’re a bit apathetic?”
There were no cries at the scene, no eulogies, just a soft and calm “Blessing” after the final salute.
“Farewell.”
The so-called funeral was overly simple, lacking any of the treatnt that ordinary people should have.
At the very least, there should have been so sobbing at a funeral, and there was none, not even from family mbers.
“It’s a rule.
The treatnt for descendants and the compensation will not be lacking, but as for crying and grieving, let that be kept private…”
Deputy Captain Lu looked back and saw Lu Ping’an nonchalantly playing with his mobile phone, while the other young people had a distressed look on their faces.
Sighing, he changed his explanation.
“…I guess we just got used to it…
this is the fifth collective funeral this year.”
Having said that, he didn’t feel like talking anymore.
This was just a small episode, a fleeting mont that made so people more determined and others ready to change professions.
As for Lu Ping’an, the dal on his chest made him feel a subtle sensation.
“Lantern Bearer Gold Badge” could be likened to a first-class rit, and for him to receive it at such a young age and still be alive was truly unbelievable.
“If we had failed, the entire city might have been finished.” This was the exact words of the Deputy Director of the Bureau of Anomaly Managent who ca to present the dal.
Sighing, Lu Ping’an put away his dal.
He didn’t feel unworthy of it…
if it hadn’t been for him, the entire city would have co to an end when the giant cat first appeared.
It’s just that he was sowhat unaccustod to sitting in the car looking at his dal, while the sacrifices didn’t even get a proper coffin.
Team 3 was awarded a collective third-class rit.
Xia Qin and Lu Ping’an both received a dal.
Xia Qin’s was silver…
Lu Ping’an suspected that this included the rits of the previous battle; otherwise, his dal would be sowhat excessive.
A total of seventeen people were awarded for their combat achievents, and seven were awarded dals.
Lu Ping’an and another person both received a first-class Gold Badge, although the other person received it while lying down.
As for the silver weapon reward, Lu Ping’an received it after making a request, but after completing the “personalized adjustnt,” he had no intention of using it.
There was no doubt that the funeral was an atmosphere killer, especially for the newcors who had never experienced any of this before.
The low air pressure persisted until lunch was finished.
Because new work had arrived.
“During this ti, we will help you get familiar with our jurisdiction.
If you have any questions, just let us know.”
It was the Special Service Team Eleven…
yes, the newly established special service team.
The efficiency of the Bureau of Anomaly Managent was indeed quite astonishing.
The rumored doubling of the number of special service teams beca a reality on the third day after everything was finalized.
But a problem arose: when the special service teams were assigned one jurisdiction each, where should these new teams be placed?
And the people had arrived.
How would they arrange their office location, vehicles, and logistics?
The answer was obvious: since the recruitnt had doubled, one team would take charge of another, and they would each go about their duties.
“Thank you, we will get acquainted with our work as soon as possible,” said a middle-aged man nad Che Wannian, who led the team.
He was also a newcor recruited in this expansion.
As to how he could beco a Captain of the special service team so quickly, aside from his “Frost Dragon Claw” being well-known and powerful, it bluntly indicated…
that there were not enough Captain-level operatives in the special service team.
The docunt from above clearly stated that Special Service Team 3 was to assist Special Service Team 11 in quickly adapting to daily patrol work.
Two teams squatting in one jurisdiction?
Obviously, it was a waste of human resources.
Many people suspected that this was excessive and that later teams would be drawn away to serve as mobile teams, strengthening the defense of the entire Zion District.
But in fact, their arrival had eased everyone’s minds….
“Finally, we don’t have to work overti anymore…”
Team Eleven had a 13-mber roster (the 10-person limit had been lifted), consisting mostly of elite civilians and outstanding graduates from top universities.
These new mbers were combat-ready, just needing to familiarize themselves with everyday tasks.
“Let’s chat, introduce yourselves, and later, we’ll take you on patrol.”
Xia Qin relaxed as well.
It wasn’t that she liked working overti; she had no choice.
The other mbers also felt relieved.
So were looking forward to a good night’s sleep without being interrupted by a serial killer, while others were looking forward to attending school without worrying about problems arising in the team…
Yes, that’s right, Xue En, Hua Xueyi, and others were also going back to school.
Xia Qin was very friendly and even took the initiative to offer to take the newcors on patrol.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, Deputy Captain Lu coughed violently.
“Ahem, ahem.”
“What’s wrong?” Xia Qin was straightforward.
Had she said sothing wrong?
“Don’t get wrong.
We just had a small accident, and it might be a problem to go on patrol right now…..”
The mbers of Team Eleven turned pale.
Were the old mbers trying to trick the newcors?
This was too direct!
Wasn’t the atmosphere within the special service teams supposed to be harmonious?
So they were fighting already?
“No, no, don’t misunderstand.
It’s just a little hiccup.
One of our team mbers said he was upset and decided to go for a drive to clear his mind, and he hasn’t co back yet…
Just wait a little longer, and he should be back soon.”
Seeing the new team’s misinterpretation, Lu Xin hurriedly explained.
“It seems that due to that big incident a while ago, several of our team’s assigned cars had problems and are being repaired.
Now, besides the two cars that are on patrol, there’s only one spare car left.
We’ll arrange for you to use it when he gets back.”
Instantly, the expressions of the old mbers of Team 3 beca very peculiar.
Xia Qin spoke, her anger seeping through her clenched teeth.
“…
Who told you that our previous cars broke down because of that incident?”
“Little Lu did.
He borrowed the last car, saying it’s normal for young people to vent, and he was planning to take his driver’s test soon, so it was a good chance to practice.”
“Oh no.”
“The last car….”
“How did he manage to have so many accidents without injuring himself?
With those reflexes, why couldn’t he brake in ti….”
“Deputy Captain Lu is too honest.
That guy doesn’t care.
The old mbers know, but he tricks the newcors….”
The old teammates chatted and gossip.
Just as Xia Qin was about to inform the new deputy captain of the cruel truth, the phone rang.
“Ding, ding, ding.”
She looked at the incoming call display.
“Traffic Police Squad…”
“Whack!” Xia Qin slamd her fist on the table, her face turning red with anger.
As the phone kept ringing, Captain Xia had no choice but to “answer the call and get scolded,” “apologize,” and “promise it won’t happen again.”
But this ti, sothing was slightly different.
“…
What?
Although there was a car accident, it’s not a traffic accident?
The wanted criminal’s car was involved, and the arrest operation was underway.
You intentionally floored the gas pedal and crashed into their car, so it’s not an accident…”
“Legal, my ass!
There’s no such thing as a crash takedown in our regulations!
You saw it in a cop movie?
For fuck’s sake&*(%…”
Her remaining words were lost as Xia Qin crushed her third phone this month.
Staring at the scattered pieces on the floor, Xia Qin’s eyes turned blood red.
She glared at both old and new mbers of the team and reiterated Team 3’s cardinal rule.
“Absolutely never let Lu Ping’an touch the car keys again!”
anwhile, Lu Ping’an touched his chin, looking at the deford police car in front of him and feeling a little depressed.
If his guess was correct, it would be difficult for him to get his hands on a car in the future.
But the next mont, he was excited again.
“Why not try for the ‘Tar’ profession?
She wouldn’t stop from driving then, right?
Yeah, that’s right!
If I had the Tar profession, it would be even more fun!”
“No, no, no.
She’d take you down with her.”
“Haha, Big Cat, you sure know how to joke.”
“Haha, take it as a joke if you will.”
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