Armed SWAT

To everyone's surprise, Deng Kaiwen didn't leave the next day.

When the camp was out for exercises in the morning, Matthew and the others saw Deng Kaiwen standing on the instructor's building, holding a telescope and looking this way.

Matthew and they are very happy.Because when Deng Kaiwen was there, there were extra meals for dinner, with a lot of beer and barbecue.If you make friends in private, maybe you can get a pack of cigarettes out.

Humans are very forgetful creatures.Two months ago, Matthew and the others severely cursed Deng Kaiwen and his family's [-]th generation ancestors because of the training camp, but they were easily bought by a pack of cigarettes in the blink of an eye.

As expected, the end of training in the afternoon was brought forward, and the restaurant notified the evening BBQ.Everyone was very excited when they took a shower and changed clothes. Most of them quickly finished their washing and hurried to the restaurant to take a seat.

By the time Mitchell and Matthew rushed to the bathroom, the rush hour had passed.Only a few old players in twos and threes were left in the bathroom, fighting and kicking each other's asses.

A camp instructor walks in, humming, and walks into the cubicle next to Mitchell.

Mitchell suddenly remembered that this was the instructor who sent them into the camp and the one who drove them ten kilometers behind.The devils trained for more than two months. Now that I think about it, a mere ten kilometers is nothing, but they almost died of running.

"Hi!" The instructor obviously recognized the newcomers, and greeted them with a smile, "How are you doing, how is the training?"

His smile was quite different from the fierce look at the beginning, and Mitchell raised his eyebrows in surprise: "It's all good, thank you... How about you?"

"It's okay. Your people come in batches, and then leave in batches. Iron instructors and students, it has always been like this."

"Uh, you look in a good mood today?"

The instructor smiled nonchalantly: "Because this is my private time, don't you think that our instructors are cruel sadists, right? It's our job to scare you, but it's not our hobby!"

Matthew and the others came to greet the instructor one by one, and they were all very surprised.

"Many people outside say that the devil instructor is so perverted, but in fact, everyone is the same after work, hugging their wives and children, doing what they should do. It's work, there is no way... your boss asked us to look like this. "

Matthew asked: "Boss? That Kevin Deng?"

The instructor shrugged while flushing the water: "If you want me to say, Captain Kevin is really mentally abnormal. I have never seen him smile. Instructors like us are only strict when they are at work, and he He is like this 24 hours a day, without even a warm expression. If you say he is fierce, he is not very fierce, but the cold expression is really unbearable."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly covered his mouth.

Matthew just opened his mouth: “That captain…”

The instructor winked behind him fiercely.

As soon as Matthew turned his head, the rest of the words stuck in his throat.

Wrapped in a towel, Deng Kaiwen walked into the bathroom leisurely, and turned on the water in a cubicle not far from them.

"..." There was silence in the bathroom for a moment.

The instructor waved his hand awkwardly: "Hi, Captain Kevin!"

Deng Kaiwen nodded to him, but the expression on his face could not be seen clearly in the mist.

Several team members closed their mouths in desperation, lowering their heads and pretending to be innocent.

Deng Kaiwen looks thin, but in fact he has a very good figure.His muscle meridians are very different from those of Caucasians. There is no feeling of bulky stretch at all, but thin and tight without any excess. The lines are graceful and smooth attached to the bones, making him look very slender.

The past events recalled last night made Mitchell very embarrassed, and he felt like he didn't know how to face Deng Kaiwen.Although intellectually speaking, he still doubts whether the Deng Kaiwen in front of him is really the little boy who was humiliated and bullied ten years ago; but emotionally, he can't help but believe that they are the same person.

Fortunately, the cubicle he was in was far away from Deng Kaiwen, and Deng Kaiwen didn't seem to notice him.

Mitchell scratched his hair in distress, and suddenly saw Deng Kaiwen turn around and start punching his hair.A large area of ​​skin on his back was exposed, with staggered scars and many old injuries.

Mitchell's eyes froze.

As a special police officer, especially in such a high-risk industry as SWAT, it is actually normal to have a few scars on your body.But the number of scars on Deng Kaiwen's back is unreasonable.

From such a long distance, you can see five or six radial bullet scars at random, and several long scars over four inches, which look like they have been cut by knives.

The most striking thing is that there is a burnt mark on his side waist, which is about the size of a palm and quite hideous.

The side of the waist is not a place where burns are easy to spread. Generally speaking, when the special police are carrying out explosion or fire rescue, they are easily burned to the head, face, limbs and front chest.Unless the piece of skin on Deng Kaiwen's side was burned deliberately, it would be impossible to only burn that small piece when the rest of the body was intact.

In addition to these, there were various inconspicuous scars on his back, which seemed to extend to his thighs, blurred in the steam of the bathhouse.

Mitchell was a little embarrassed when he saw Deng Kaiwen at first, but when he saw these scars, he felt a subtle sense of admiration spontaneously.

Maybe ten years ago after he left Los Angeles, he went to college and became a policeman, and the fresh New York life changed his character, and finally made him what he is now...

Mitchell was standing there in a daze when Deng Kaiwen suddenly raised his head and took a keen look this way.

As if being shocked by electricity, Mitchell was shocked!

Deng Kaiwen's eyes were as cold as ice skates, and with just such a light glance, Mitchell felt a cold wind blowing across his face in an instant.

Damn, what am I doing?Staring hard at a man's naked body, and this man is still... still... Mitchell covered his face, only feeling the temperature on his face rise rapidly, and hurriedly turned around to pretend to concentrate on taking a shower.

I didn't see Deng Kaiwen looking like this back then, that scruffy, cowardly, and dirty little boy, who would have thought that he could grow into what he is today?It's like a completely changed person!

Wait, he doesn't like men now, does he?

I rely on!Stop thinking about it!This is in the police force, sexuality issues will affect career prospects!Besides, ten years have passed, who knows if he is... or not...

"Mitchell! Hey, how long are you going to wash?" Matthew and the others put on their clothes, stood at the door of the bathroom and slammed on the door, "If you don't hurry up, the restaurant will be full!"

Mitchell came back to his senses suddenly, only to see that the bathroom was almost empty, and Deng Kaiwen's cubicle was already empty.

"...Oh, here we come!" Mitchell hurriedly dried himself, picked up his clothes and rushed out.

Deng Kaiwen did not leave for the next two days.For the next week, he spent most of his time in the training camp.

Mitchell never saw him alone again.

This is normal. Mitchell is friendly and enthusiastic, and he is always surrounded by many buddies, while Deng Kaiwen is in a hurry all day long, with countless jobs waiting for him to do.

Mitchell had the urge to meet Deng Kaiwen alone, but he didn't know what to say when they met.That dark boyhood?That bad high school summer?Maybe he will be kicked out of SWAT by Deng Kaiwen with lightning speed, without delaying a second.

One afternoon in the last week, when the team gathered to practice kneeling and aiming, Mitchell suddenly heard Deng Kaiwen's calm and hoarse voice behind him.

"Nick, your posture is fine, but your hands are shaking too much. I know that the hanging brick on the muzzle is very heavy. Your shooting accuracy is also good, but your wrist strength is still too weak."

"I-sorry, sir!"

Deng Kaiwen walked out from the kneeling team members, and came back after a while, holding a hanging pan and a glass of water in his hand.

He put the glass of water in a hanging pan over the muzzle of Nick's gun, and unscrewed the brick.

"I don't need everyone to be an arm-wrestling champion," he said, "but when your comrades give you the back, you have to be more steady in pulling the trigger."

Nick looked at him with blue eyes, wanted to say something, and smiled nervously after a while: "Thank you, sir."

Deng Kaiwen waved his hand, stood up and walked to the other side.He shuttled through the team, stopping from time to time to correct the movements of the players, or to teach a little shooting skills.

His police boots rustled on the soft grass.Mitchell heard the sound getting closer, and suddenly felt a tightness in his throat.

Finally, out of the corner of his sight, he saw a shadow standing in front of him, which looked very slender and straight under the sun, and because the figure was too standard, the shadow even gave people a sharp feeling.

"Your posture is too stiff, relax a little bit." Deng Kaiwen bent down, put one hand on Mitchell's muscular shoulder, and patted it naturally: "Yes, you have the potential to be a sniper. It turns out What army is it?"

"...State Police Department. I used to be a sniper." Mitchell couldn't help swallowing, and the next words popped out of his throat as if they didn't pass through his brain: "——You, And you?"

Deng Kaiwen didn't answer, and probably felt ridiculous for his subordinates to ask such questions.He seemed to have smiled when he heard the voice, and it seemed to be an illusion.

He stood up, turned his back to Mitchell, and walked to the next player not far away.

At this moment, Mitchell looked at his back, and all his perceptions were suddenly occupied by a strong impulse.Before he realized it, he had already opened his mouth, and the voice blurted out uncontrollably: "Kevin! Are you that...that Kevin?"

I don't know if it was Mitchell's illusion. As soon as his words fell to the ground, Deng Kaiwen's back froze slightly for an instant.

"—Which Kevin?" He turned around and asked calmly.

Mitchell swallowed hard again, "...Ten years ago, Houston Middle School in Los Angeles..."

"I was born in New York." Deng Kaiwen interrupted him coldly.

Mitchell was taken aback for a moment, only to see that he turned his head indifferently and stopped looking at himself.

At that moment, Deng Kaiwen seemed to be a different person suddenly. The gentleness that he showed unintentionally these days suddenly disappeared. His language, demeanor, and eyes were extremely cold, as if he had become the cold-blooded young special police captain again. , just like this gang of rookies seeing him for the first time.

- I was born in New York.

No, that's not the case.Mitchell was sure he was lying.

"You are that Kevin." He whispered, his tone was very sure, and there was a little apology that he didn't even hear.

Deng Kaiwen turned his head again, this time his eyes had completely changed, condescending and still with frightening anger, as if he was looking at the ants under his feet: "—Mitchell Landers, if you doubt me You can go to the FBI and borrow my previous file to see if I was born in New York and grew up to 20 years old. If so, put down the file and get out of SWAT immediately!"

These words were quite harsh, and more than a dozen surprised eyes from around shot over, constantly wandering between the two people who were in a stalemate.

"I..." Mitchell had just finished speaking a word at a loss when Deng Kaiwen's cell phone rang.

"Hello?" He picked it up immediately.I don't know what was said over there, and Deng Kaiwen's face quickly sank in just a few seconds: "Okay, I see."

He turned around very quickly and strode far away, "Give me a fully equipped TRUCK and four 733 carbines. A team of ELEMENT is rushing to the scene of the incident, tell them that I give the highest priority to the shooting authorization. "

He hung up his cell phone, and his secretary, Gerry, was running towards him from the playground: "What's going on? The higher-ups told us to prepare a car for you!"

"There was a hijacking incident at the student apartment at No. 53 Lanzhongmian Street, and the gangsters killed three students." Deng Kaiwen said while pointing at the students without looking back: "Choose two teams with good grades from there. ELEMENT, I'll see them at the scene in 10 minutes."

He strode across the playground with a stern and tough back, and quickly disappeared at the gate of the camp.