Rebirth of the World Traveller Chapter 8: The ones who fall are dead, but the ones who stand up are the gods of death
Everyone has their own story.
You, me, and he and she.
It's just that most people's stories are a bit ordinary to most people.
But Zheng Bingguo enjoys his ordinaryness very much.
In fact, he should not be an ordinary person.
When he was studying in the police academy 20 years ago, Zheng Bingguo was even a man of the hour.
From the first time he came into contact with firearms, he felt that he had a natural intimacy with these cold things.
He can disassemble a pistol into a pile of parts in less than 5 seconds. It takes 7 seconds to assemble these parts together, and 0.7 seconds to raise the gun and shoot.
Since he entered Seoul No. 1 Police Academy, in the past four years, the championship of the shooting competition has never fallen to anyone else.
In addition to his ability to use firearms, his physical fitness is also outstanding.
Like playing basketball, he can stand in place and jump for dunks. This can be said to be very strong among Koreans who are generally not tall.
But he doesn't seem willing to make himself better.
In addition to playing guns as a hobby, he never participated in any extra exercises that could improve his physical fitness except for the physical training arranged by the school.
Zheng Bingguo understands that with great ability comes great responsibility. But he is not willing to take on those so-called responsibilities. Didn't even want to be a cop.
To him, the profession of police is just a decent job. He can support his family, marry a wife and have children, and then spend his whole life in his own small world.
When graduating, because of his excellent ability to use firearms, he was selected into the Special Incident Task Force under the National Police Agency of the Republic of Korea and became a backup member. Because of the special nature of the special case team, even the backup team members have their own guns.
He couldn't let go of this gun that belonged to him. It is even possible to tell how many scratches this gun has on each part.
However, a year later, he was transferred from the task force and became an ordinary patrolman at the Busan Police Station.
During his year on the task force, he participated in more than 30 operations, large and small. But in the face of vicious gangsters, he never fired a single shot. He even failed to fire back when an assailant drove a pair of iron pliers into his thigh once.
During the investigation, he said this: My gun is a gun of mercy, it knows how to cherish life. Even if this life is sometimes clouded by sin.
After becoming a policeman, Zheng Bingguo completed his lifelong event. Married a local elementary school teacher in Busan as his wife, and gave birth to a child the following year. He is very satisfied with his life.
But two years later, he was transferred again.
When the child was two years old, on a night patrol, he encountered a robber who robbed a woman with a sharp knife. At this moment, as a policeman, instead of fighting the robber, he knelt down and begged the robber to let him and the woman go. In the end, the robber took the stolen mobile phone and wallet, laughed and walked away.
Then, amidst the complaints of the robbed woman, he was transferred from the Busan Police Station and became a marshal. Shuttle on thousands of kilometers of trains every day.
Zheng Bingguo was not too dissatisfied with this. On the train, all he encountered were petty thieves, and he could be said to be handy in dealing with them. The only downside is that I spend much less time with my wife and children.
But only if I am safe all the time, I am responsible for the mother and son! he said to himself.
In a blink of an eye, 6 years have passed.
He did not expect that he would meet a gangster with a gun on this train. He has a long history of research on firearms, and he even saw at a glance that what the gangster was holding was an extremely lethal Desert Eagle.
This kind of gun is rarely used by anyone. Although the power is huge, but the weight of two kilograms and the huge recoil are very unsuitable for long-term use.
Moreover, it also has a fatal flaw - it is easy to get stuck.
Therefore, people who like to use this kind of gun generally have two characteristics: great strength and a good understanding of firearms.
Strength Nature does not care about the gun's own weight and can resist its recoil. Only by knowing the firearm can we quickly deal with it when it gets stuck.
It is hard to imagine that the person using this gun is a skinny peeping tom who looks only sixteen or seventeen years old.
But Zheng Bingguo did not dare to take risks.
So he would rather choose to be knocked out. Nor was he willing to risk the consequences of being shot to fight that man. That's the Desert Eagle. If you get shot in the leg, you'll definitely lose your leg. Get a shot in the body, if there is no accident, my life will be gone.
So he would rather keep his voice low, just like facing the robber who robbed him back then.
Mentioning the girl in the bathroom was just his way of distracting the guy.
Of course, using this method made him feel a little uncomfortable. Although he had consciously blurred the time at the time, making the **** think the girl had just walked into the bathroom. In fact, it was ten minutes ago that he saw the girl.
Too bad, the girl was the only one in that carriage.
Even if she wasn't in the bathroom, it would be a problem for that daring pervert to see her.
This was the first question Zheng Bingguo thought of when he woke up.
Although he never thought he was a good person, he never wanted a strange girl to be hurt because of him.
Look at the watch.
It's still the same day, 1:40 in the morning.
Calculating the time, it should only have passed out for more than 20 minutes.
Well, it should be too late.
Call for backup first.
He picked up the walkie-talkie on the ground, but found that it seemed to be broken just now. How to press no sound.
There is a mobile phone, but no matter whether it is the train conductor or the flight attendant, they don't carry mobile phones when they are working. They will put their mobile phones in the lockers when they get in the car, and they will not take them out until they get off the car.
Zheng Bingguo stood up slowly, after thinking about it, he decided to go out and have a look first.
While standing up, he touched the back of his head which was already swollen.
"Hmph, he must be a rookie. He is not strong and his technique is poor. However, the movements he used to attack him were smooth and ruthless. Plus that gun. The two elements seem to be contradictory. What kind of person is this?"
Opening the bathroom door a crack, Zheng Bingguo happened to see a figure passing by the bathroom door.
It's that girl!
"It seems nothing happened." Zheng Bingguo was very happy.
No, her body seems a little strange.
Why is she walking like this? And why is her head bent? Why is the hand twisted so strangely?
Zheng Bingguo opened the door a little more, poked his head out, and followed the girl's back.
"It seems that the carriage is very quiet." In Zheng Bingguo's sight, most of the passengers were sleeping in their seats. A few were awake, or talking softly. Or read magazines. Or listen to music.
At this time, the girl had already walked to the side of the passengers in the first row.
It was a fat man who looked to be in his 40s. He was falling asleep with his head tilted. I don't know what amusing thing I dreamed of, and there is a silly smile on the corner of my mouth. There is also a silver thread-like thing flowing from the corner of his mouth. Well, that's drool.
The next moment, the girl who was still walking slowly jumped on the man like a cheetah.
Seeing the girl's head tightly pressed against the man's neck, Zheng Bingguo thought for a moment that he had just woken up and had a hallucination. What is she doing?
At the same time, the man who was sleeping and dreaming was also awakened by the sudden pain. But he just lay there with a "he~he~" sound coming out of his throat. The limbs are still hanging down, swinging slightly. It was as if he was pinned down and unable to move.
A young man in sportswear sitting next to the man was listening to music, and was also startled at this time. He stood up in surprise and shouted: "You~~you~~ what are you doing." Because of nervousness, even his voice trembled a little.
Afterwards, many people in the carriage were startled by his shout.
Some people gathered around to see what happened.
There was also a middle-aged man in a white shirt trying to pull the girl's shoulders. "Hey! What are you going to do! Get away from this man."
He lifted the girl's shoulders without much effort. Or maybe the girl was ready to turn her head.
What caught his eyes was a ferocious face full of twisted blood lines. The white eyeballs kept turning, which was indescribably weird.
The man in the shirt was startled, and quickly stepped back. But it was too late.
The girl turned over and jumped from the fat man onto the shirt man.
Then, under the horrified eyes of everyone, the fat man twisted his body and stood up while trembling. His eyes became like girls. The original voice of "荷~荷~" came from his throat, and it seemed that his Adam's apple was constantly turning inside his neck.
The people who gathered first started to back away in fear, but more people who were startled by the sound came around.
One back and one advance, a collision was carried out in a small space. Someone managed to squeeze out. Someone else managed to squeeze in. Others fell to the ground after the collision. Everyone was in a mess.
Then, the man in the shirt stood up strangely like a fat man...
Zheng Bingguo watched them fall one by one, and then watched them stand up again.
Standing up is scarier than falling down.
Because those who fall are only dead people, but those who stand up become gods of death.
He retracted his head with a swish.
He was extremely cautious when closing the bathroom door. On the one hand, I want to close it quickly, on the other hand, I am afraid that making a sound will disturb those things that are neither human nor ghost.
A small movement, but it lasted for nearly a minute, and rapid sweat continued to flow down from his forehead, cheeks, and tip of his nose.
At this time, he suddenly missed the gun he had when he was in the special incident task force, and it seemed that only the gun of mercy was enough to bring him a little courage.
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From outside the door came endless screams, collisions of various things, and cries for help...
Zheng Bingguo didn't dare to look any more, curled up and tried to move away from the door.
But it is such a small space, there are not many places that can be allocated.
He can only shrink tighter and tighter...
I don't know how long it took, but the various sounds outside became less and less.
But he seemed to hear the sound of footsteps outside the door, getting closer...
Zheng Bingguo held his breath.
For the first time, he felt that breathing is also a burden.
Fortunately, the sound of footsteps did not stop in front of him, and he continued to move forward.
Zheng Bingguo suddenly felt a little grateful for the kid with the gun.
If it wasn't for him, if he was still outside, he might have become a walking dead at this moment.
Thinking of those white eyes made him shudder.
What's next?
Zheng Bingguo asked himself.
The pointer on the watch is now pointing to 2:05. The nearest station is two hours away.
He looked at the window in the washroom.
The scenery outside seems to be running back quickly.
Jumping out of a window?
Leaving aside the fact that the train is running at such a high speed, jumping off is a narrow escape.
The sound of smashing glass alone might have attracted those monsters.
What to do? How to do?
Bang! boom! boom!
Zheng Bingguo believed that he heard correctly!
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