Chapter 474: What Exactly Is Being Pulled

Lu Cheng, while loading the goods onto the jeep at the door, said, "Call it what you will, if I didn't have Captain Lei's order, I wouldn't dare take it."

Deng Hairong still didn't believe: "You say you're a Train Police, yet you also hold the warehouse manager post; I don't think you have no ulterior motives. You must be using your position to take things home."

Lu Cheng sighed, walked to Deng Hairong's side, and patted his collar.

"You, wherever you are, as a Railway Passenger Police, staying alert is necessary, but doubting your comrade is not good; it harms unity."

Deng Hairong, after being lectured, retorted: "No, you dare …"

Lu Cheng immediately raised his hand: "If I were to take even one thing home today, heaven would strike me with five thunderbolts."

Deng Hairong blinked, momentarily speechless.

"W‑where are you taking it? This is my confiscated goods; I should have the right to know."

Lu Cheng gestured toward the goods; Deng Hairong inhaled and reluctantly helped load them onto the vehicle.

Only after the jeep was packed did Lu Cheng explain where the goods would be taken.

Deng Hairong immediately objected: "Sending them as welfare to the farm? No, on what grounds? I worked hard to seize them up front, and you just turn around and hand them over?"

"In the end, the good guy gets taken by you, and you claim all the credit! No, no, unload it for me right now."

Lu Cheng opened the door, saying, "Look how impatient you are; there's an in‑out inventory record. This is your seized credit; no one can take it away."

Even though he said that, watching his hard‑won confiscated items being so easily taken away by Lu Cheng made Deng Hairong feel uneasy.

Lu Cheng sat in the co‑driver seat, stuck his head out, saw his expression, and said humorously.

"Oh dear, that's overkill, as if I stole your wife … Come on, drive me to the platform."

Deng Hairong, still displeased, retorted, "What gives me the right to drive you there?"

Lu Cheng frowned: "No, I wasn't going to command you any longer, was I?"

"What gives you the authority to command me? We're both police chiefs."

Lu Cheng laughed: "Then the two of us police chiefs are still not the same; at least I'm now a principal Section."

Deng Hairong was stunned; he had completely forgotten this issue, and grew even angrier.

Back then, when everyone took the exam together, he struggled hard to finally become a police chief, while Lu Cheng took shortcuts, went to develop some snow‑removal machine, and also became a police chief.

What's more infuriating is that after graduating from university, he was promoted straight to principal Section.

Deng Hairong is now a Deputy Section; even though it's only half a step away, it takes years to catch up.

Some people remain Deputy Section their whole lives; that's normal.

Lu Cheng, as a principal Section, like Captain Ding Han Zhen, has the authority to allocate police resources.

Deng Hairong, helpless, had to serve as Lu Cheng's driver.

Seeing Deng Hairong's reluctance while driving, Lu Cheng deliberately tried to comfort him.

"Little Deng, don't bring your mood to work; you think you're just driving for me …"

"Then what if I drive a dog!"

"You're being impatient! Driving me is your honor; rest assured, I won't let you drive for nothing. When I someday get promoted to principal Division, I'll definitely promote you to principal Section."

Deng Hairong huffed angrily, thinking that if Lu Cheng keeps getting promoted, he'll have to look up to him in the future.

Yet Lu Cheng's promotion potential is indeed huge; for a crucial task like escorting military supplies, the bureau entrusted it only to Lu Cheng.

Regardless of their usual bickering and mutual discontent, when war was mentioned, Deng Hairong, after loading the cargo onto the train, still said concernfully,

"Come back safely."

Lu Cheng laughed, punched Deng Hairong's chest, and said, "Don't worry, I definitely won't die; otherwise, who would promote you to principal Section?"

Lu Cheng tried to appear relaxed, but he knew well that transporting military supplies became increasingly dangerous each trip.

This was his second trip; compared to the first, as time passed, the international situation grew more severe, and the railways and roads leading to the southern Border Frontline became noticeably heavier.

One military train after another hauled generators, construction machinery, and excavation equipment.

On the train, Lu Cheng even saw assembled infantry, artillery and tank units, as well as large trucks covered with tarps.

Liu Baoquan, operating the locomotive, sighed, "With such a big deployment, it doesn't look like a show—looks like they're really going to fight."

Lu Cheng knew a battle was certain, and couldn't help worrying about Wu Zhekun, unsure whether he'd get any news about him this time.

Although the situation was grim, the journey remained relatively safe, with no special incidents, and they arrived safely at the farm.

Upon entering the farm's rail area, Lu Cheng deliberately checked the condition of the tracks.

Veteran Liu Baoquan, as an experienced master, immediately sensed the track's state upon entering this section.

"Hmm, no more jolting; looks like Squad Leader Ma has led the repairs."

Lu Cheng replied, "That shows our Railway Troops are highly efficient."

Liu Baoquan smiled, began slowing the train, and after about half an hour arrived at the destination forest farm.

Ma Dagang, in charge of maintaining the forest farm's tracks, came with the Railway Troops to greet them.

After stepping off, the two shook hands, and Lu Cheng said, "Thanks for the hard work, Squad Leader Ma; Master Liu just mentioned there's no longer any jolting."

Ma Dagang laughed, "If we talk about hardship, it's you guys; you ate poorly and slept badly on the train. We finished our work in five days, and now we just lounge around the forest farm, almost bored to death, waiting for you every day."

It wasn't just Ma Dagang who awaited Lu Cheng; hearing the train, Chief Li also hurried with workers.

After another round of handshakes and greetings, Chief Li cheerfully said, "Welcome, Police Chief Lu; how's the track repair, Police Chief Lu?"

The tracks were repaired by Railway Troops led by Ma Dagang, though the forest farm did fund it.

Lu Cheng couldn't have missed that Chief Li was teasing him, so he immediately opened a carriage.

"Don't worry, Chief Li, I promised you, I won't forget. Look, this trip I brought your New Year welfare along with the military equipment."

He stuck his head into the carriage, saw a decent amount, and Chief Li rubbed his hands; though he didn't know what was being hauled, the quantity alone was satisfying.

Of course, polite words still need to be said.

"Police Chief Lu, I'm not pressuring you; New Year is still some time away, no rush to bring it."

Lu Cheng thought that if he didn't bring it this time, there would be complaints.

Knowing the other side was being polite, Lu Cheng went along and said, "No problem, Chief Li. The sooner you bring it in, the sooner we save trouble; otherwise I'd keep worrying and couldn't eat."

"Ah, Lu Jingzhang, you really are being polite with those words."

Lu Cheng smiled, "Isn't it you who pretended to be polite first? Whoever can say the most polite words, anyone can say them."

We can't keep being polite like this forever; Lu Cheng immediately arranged for people to unload the goods.

Chief Li went shirtless into the fray himself, hefted one item—it was quite heavy—then moved another, which was very light.

Chief Li instantly became curious.

"Lu Jingzhang, I haven't asked yet—what are you pulling in? It seems they're not all the same kind."