Chapter 335

When Zhang Shuya escaped, she knew what the group of people in the dugout was doing.

Because this gang would "mess around" like this almost every two days; if it weren't for the fact that Zhang Shuya's identity was of great use to these people, they would have already used methods on her.

But inevitably, Zhang Shuya had also witnessed the whole "messing around" from beginning to end.

Normally, once this gang started "messing around," this "messing around" would absolutely not stop until noon the next day.

Because these people were in the deep mountains and old forests, and also in a forbidden area, there was no need to worry about anyone coming to find trouble.

So after Zhang Shuya met Wang An, although she was worried that this gang would show anomalies, she didn't urge Wang An to leave in a hurry, but wanted to wait until Wang An finished his work.

Wang An was even more so; because he was worried about being retaliated against, he used binoculars to observe near the forbidden area for about an hour.

It's just that Wang An didn't find any signs of personnel moving out of the forbidden area.

Not only were there no personnel moving out, but a group of men and a few women wearing only thin clothes or skirts even crawled into the same dugout and didn't come out.

You have to know that the clothes these women wore, while called thin clothes, were full of holes, and what were called skirts were actually just a piece of cloth wrapped around their waists.

So what this group of people wanted to do, would do, and were doing in the dugout was something that could be imagined.

Therefore, Wang An was able to calmly roast meat and eat, and didn't forget to get the wild boars out from the bottom of the gully.

Actually, whether it was Zhang Shuya or Wang An, both thought that this group of people would not come out today.

However, nothing in the world is absolute; what the two of them never expected was that footprints appeared! That is to say, both of them had damn miscalculated!

Zhang Shuya wanted to make a phone call because she wanted to seek support.

But before the call was even made, the footprints appeared ahead of time, which meant the anomaly Zhang Shuya was worried about had changed ahead of schedule.

The main thing was that Zhang Shuya didn't know what the situation was like in the bandit den now.

Before Zhang Shuya could think of what to do, Wang An had already walked toward the sled.

As Wang An walked, he casually greeted Zhang Shuya: "Officer Zhang, get on the sled, let's go."

Although Wang An attached great importance to these footprints, he couldn't show it.

Because when the two of them were on the road from the forbidden area back to Wild Boar Ridge, Zhang Shuya had asked Wang An why he had come out from the forbidden area.

And Wang An's answer was that he had discovered it inadvertently; Wang An also didn't expect that there would be a gang of people living inside.

So theoretically speaking, in Zhang Shuya's cognition, Wang An only knew that those people were not good things, and didn't know what kind of heinous business they were engaged in.

Hearing Wang An's greeting, Zhang Shuya subconsciously agreed and followed Wang An onto the sled.

On the road, Wang An pondered for a long time before saying to Zhang Shuya: "Officer Zhang, if we run into this person in a while, what do you plan to do?"

Actually, if Zhang Shuya weren't right there, Wang An would absolutely have sent this person a bullet without hesitation.

Although in many cases, killing is not the only way to solve a problem, it must be said that this is indeed the simplest and most effective method.

Wang An believed that for people who want to kill you, there is no need to hesitate and consider this or that; sending the other party to see the Buddha with the fastest speed is what one should do.

However, killing someone in front of a police officer is a bit ridiculous, because if that happened, Wang An would likely be implicated nine times out of ten.

So Wang An's idea was actually to let Zhang Shuya do it.

Hearing Wang An's words, Zhang Shuya's already tightly furrowed brows became even more grave, because what Zhang Shuya wanted was a total annihilation, not just simply killing one person.

Looking at Zhang Shuya's tangled little expression, Wang An again pretended to be casual and said: "This gang doesn't look like they are good people; what if he shoots at us?"

Hearing Wang An say this, Zhang Shuya looked at Wang An deeply, and then hesitated for a long time before asking hesitantly:

"Big Brother, are you a militiaman?"

Wang An glanced at Zhang Shuya and instantly understood what she meant.

Because according to regulations, the militia is an armed mass organization that does not detach from production, is a component of China's armed forces, is a reserve force, and is also the basic organizational form of the reserves.

And they have the obligation and responsibility to perform combat readiness duties, maintain social order, and other tasks.

That is to say, if Wang An were a militiaman, Zhang Shuya would want Wang An to listen to her command, help her, and assist her.

Wang An then smiled and said: "You'd better call me Big Brother; I'm only 20 this year, and I'm not a militiaman; none of the three of us are."

Zhang Shuya didn't care about the age issue and thought for a moment before asking: "Then do you guys want to become militiamen?"

To tell the truth, Wang An absolutely wanted to; he wanted to from the bottom of his heart.

Because for some things, if your status is different, it will be very convenient to do them; at least you don't have to be timid and worry about this or that.

But still, the same saying: being pushy is not good business.

So Wang An frowned and asked: "Is there any benefit to being that thing?"

Zhang Shuya was stunned for a moment, and then she rambled on about a bunch of benefits, such as priority in joining the army, a fixed amount of ammunition issued every year, and if you do well, there's a chance to become a formal police officer, and maintaining justice...

Actually, as Chinese people, everyone basically knows these things.

Because every year when recruiting soldiers, militiamen are the first choice, but in Kaoshan Village, militia quotas are all controlled by those few big surnames, and there is absolutely no room for small family names like the Wang family.

Actually, Zhang Shuya had no other choice; in the current situation, relying on Zhang Shuya alone was completely ridiculous.

To put it bluntly, inside Zhang Shuya's overcoat, her shirt was revealing white skin, the only pair of thin pants she wore had several holes, and on Zhang Shuya's feet, she only had two pieces of animal skin wrapped around them.

With this equipment, wanting to fight armed bandits, even if it's just one bandit, is really a bit unreliable.

And the three of Wang An are not only hunters, but they also use Type 56 semi-automatic rifles; the most critical thing is that from the number of wild boars, one can tell how powerful the three of them are with their marksmanship.

If such helpers could be utilized well, wouldn't a bandit be easy to handle?

After Zhang Shuya finished speaking, Wang An asked a key question: "So, Officer Zhang, with just one word from you, can the three of us become militiamen?"

Although Wang An didn't know Zhang Shuya's background, nor did he know the forces behind her.

But in many cases, from a person's way of speaking and demeanor, one can tell whether this person is "truly awesome" or "pretending to be awesome."

With Wang An's 60-plus years of experience, he could easily see that Zhang Shuya was in that small group of people who are "truly awesome."

And Wang An deliberately said "the three of us" instead of "I," which meant that we are together; if there are so many benefits, it's impossible for only myself to benefit.

Hearing this, Zhang Shuya looked at Wang An deeply again, and then revealed a meaningful smile.

This look seemed to be telling Wang An, "Stop pretending, why are you acting like that? I know your little thoughts."

Then Zhang Shuya said with extreme confidence: "My word is final."

(End of chapter)