Chapter 32 Action (Xiao Xiu) "It's you again!"...
Chapter 32 Action
Yan Jiuru had a premonition that after killing No. 5, he would never stop there, and might have to take further action today.
The other party must seize the time difference and get rid of the remaining people in one or two days or just one day before the police, hospital and army find out the cause of death of No. 5.
One more day and he probably wouldn't have had a chance.
After walking around the ward twice, Yan Jiuru went to the doctor's duty room to borrow a phone and called Political Commissar Cheng.
This is the only person who came to see him for whom he left his contact information.
"...What? Number Five's people died?"
Political Commissar Cheng didn't expect to actually receive a call from Yan Jiuru.
He left his phone number because it was a habit they had developed over the years as political cadres, but according to experience, 99.9% of the time no one actually called.
This guy is so good, he just left and the call came less than two days ago.
"When did this happen?" This news made Political Commissar Cheng a little restless.
Such an important matter, and he hasn't received the news yet!
"Are you sure?"
Yan Jiuru suppressed his dissatisfaction and said, "It's confirmed. Six police officers arrived around noon today. A captain named Qi Yuliang and a team member named Zhang even came to my ward to inquire about the situation..."
Political Commissar Cheng frowned, holding the phone between his legs as he wrote a few words and pushed them to Brigade Commander Zhang, who was sitting across from him. "Hmm, where are you calling from? The duty room?"
Yan Jiuru said anxiously, "Leader, putting aside other things, I don't think they'll just kill one now that they've taken action. Otherwise, it'll be useless to the enemy agents. They'll definitely strike again."
"It's not my guess. Anyone with a brain would know that if the other party predicts our prediction, then things might turn out as I said. Tonight or today is the best time for them to strike again..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a noise outside.
"What's going on?" he heard Doctor Zhao outside ask.
Someone watching the fun replied, "Some patient's family is here to make a fuss, saying the doctor made their condition worse."
Yan Jiuru frowned and cried out in his heart: "Not good!"
"Commissar Cheng, there's a commotion outside. I've already reported the situation. You guys can handle it. I'm hanging up now."
He hung up the phone and walked out quickly.
Then I saw Dr. Zhao standing at the door, frowning and looking around.
"That's not right."
It's not just wrong, it's just intentional trouble.
"Does the hospital have a security department?" Yan Jiuru held on to a glimmer of hope.
Doctor Zhao shook his head slightly. "The Revolutionary Committee is investigating the people in the Security Department."
It's over, no hope.
Yan Jiuru took a deep breath and said, "Doctor Zhao, this may be a bit presumptuous, but it's urgent. Can I borrow your pistol?"
Doctor Zhao knew who he was going to call when he borrowed the phone, and it was he who dialed the number. After a moment's hesitation, he pulled out his gun and handed it to him, admonishing him, "Be careful."
Yan Jiuru unloaded the magazine and took a look at it, then reached out to Dr. Zhao.
Dr. Zhao had no choice but to open the drawer and give him both magazines inside.
It is said that Yan Jiuru killed five spies alone and his marksmanship was very impressive.
He couldn't guarantee that he could do a better job than the other party with the gun in his hands, and besides, the hospital was now...
Yan Jiuru pulled the safety and loaded the gun, put his gun-holding hand behind his back, and hurried to the intensive care unit without caring about his wound.
***
Several family members, both men and women, who were causing trouble, had already reached the corridor of the special care area.
The nurse who stopped them was forced to retreat step by step while trying to persuade them, and they were about to reach Ward No. 6.
Yan Jiuru didn't have time to think about it, and saw the two injured soldiers from 019 standing there with serious expressions, watching the excitement.
He waved to the other party, "Comrade Li, Comrade Ma, please help me!"
Without saying a word, the two men ran over. Yan Jiuru whispered, "There's something wrong with these troublemakers. Can you help me keep an eye on them? If they try to run away, can you help me stop them?"
"Don't worry, brother."
Yan Jiuru saw an old woman hugging a soldier's thigh and crying and howling, and a group of people also rushed over.
He was also convinced. He had a gun in his hand but he always waited passively. It was not a toy gun. Yan Jiuru complained in his heart, but his hands were very quick. He raised the gun upwards and shouted, "Bang!" At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Anyone who makes trouble again is an enemy spy who is trying to undermine the stability of the country!"
The noisy crowd suddenly became quiet as if the stop button had been pressed.
The soldier on guard immediately realized that something was wrong, and immediately loaded his gun and shouted to the people who were making trouble: "Please leave here immediately, otherwise it will be considered..."
Before the soldier finished speaking, two older people among the people who had been quiet suddenly sat down on the ground, crying and wailing about how miserable their sons were, serving as soldiers for the country and still being treated badly.
The old lady's outburst was like a floodgate that had been opened. The men and women who followed her also started arguing. Some even rushed towards the soldiers and yelled, "What do you want to do? Huh? Aren't guns supposed to be used to fight the enemy? Why are you shooting at the families of your comrades?"
Their words were very inflammatory and easily aroused the soldiers' empathy.
Yan Jiuru knew something was wrong the moment he saw it, and he rushed over to stop it, but it was too late. One of the men had already snatched the other's gun while they were not paying attention, turned around and pulled the trigger at the crowd.
However, the soldier did not intend to shoot at the crowd at the beginning, and the safety was not on. The other party pulled the trigger twice but failed, so he lost the initiative.
Yan Jiuru didn't even bother aiming, he just raised his hand and fired a shot. The opponent's wrist went limp and the rifle fell to the ground.
At this time, the soldier whose gun was taken away also reacted quickly. He immediately rushed forward to snatch the gun back and shot the opponent in the leg without hesitation.
***
The sounds of "bang" and "bang" of gunfire plunged the once orderly hospital into chaos. Some people rushed towards the soldiers, while others ran towards the wards inside.
"Fuck! These are all spies, arrest them quickly~"
Seeing that the soldiers on guard couldn't tell whether they were enemies or ordinary people and were a little hesitant, Yan Jiuru immediately shouted to the people from 019, "Help!"
Hearing him shout that he was a spy, the soldiers on guard no longer hesitated and rushed over to hold down the troublemaker.
At this moment, Yan Jiuru saw a white figure flash into the door of Ward No. 4 out of the corner of his eye.
Yan Jiuru didn't think that there would be a doctor who would be so sneaky as to take advantage of the chaos to go to the intensive care unit at this time. He raised his hand and shot the white shadow with a "bang".
With a muffled groan, the entangled soldier broke free from the two people, turned around and pinned the man down.
Yan Jiuru rushed forward, grabbed the opponent's chin and pulled it down. The two warriors worked together to tie the opponent's hands.
"Doctor Wang?" someone exclaimed, "Did they catch the wrong person?"
Before anyone could answer, the soldier next to him suddenly pulled the person aside. Two gunshots rang out. As expected, the enemy was no longer pretending. Several troublemakers pulled out their pistols and started shooting.
Yan Jiuru and the soldiers had no cover, and the two sides were at close range. Fortunately, the soldiers were already alert. As soon as they drew their guns, the soldiers opened fire without hesitation.
Yan Jiuru suddenly thought of something and shouted, "Cover me!"
The two soldiers immediately disregarded their own safety and helped him suppress the enemy's firepower. Yan Jiuru took the opportunity to bend down and ran into Ward No. 6.
***
He turned the handle, but the door wouldn't open; it was obviously locked from the inside.
Yan Jiuru shot the door lock, kicked the door open and rushed in.
Sure enough, the iron bars outside the ward window had been opened a big gap, and No. 6 had already stepped out with most of his body and was about to run out.
It made sense. Number Six had only been hit by the butt of his rifle, so he was already fully recovered by now. It must have been much easier for him to move than the half-dead Number Four.
Yan Jiuruo shot him without delay and rushed towards the window. Sure enough, there was someone outside to support him.
Yan Jiuru pulled No. 6 in with one hand, and at the same time fired two shots at the person who was waiting to help.
The pistol clicked at this moment, and he dropped the number six and quickly removed the magazine and replaced it with a new one.
"It's you again!" An angry curse was heard. Suddenly, he felt a wind behind his head and quickly turned his head to the side. The weapon in No. 6's hand missed.
Yan Jiuru had already loaded the magazine and freed his hands, "Fuck you!"
He grabbed the man's neck, held it tightly, put the pistol to the man's thigh and fired a shot.
The opponent screamed as he cut off his arms and jaw and threw them to the ground.
He rushed to the window and saw the man he had hit limping about twenty meters away.
"Bang!" The man fell down slowly.
Yan Jiuru blew away the gun smoke from the muzzle, "Tsk, the more urgent the situation, the more extraordinary my gun will perform..."
***
This riot seemed to last a long time, but in fact it was controlled by the hospital security department in just ten minutes.
The reason why the Security Department was delayed is hard to explain. It was actually controlled by the Revolutionary Committee, which was investigating this and that, and was not allowed to carry out its work.
If there hadn't been a gunfight this time, the security department wouldn't have been able to take action.
Fortunately, things didn't get worse in the end.
Yan Jiuru's own wounds on his legs and waist burst open, staining a large area with blood. His body, which was already weak in qi and blood, now turned even paler.
***
After interrogation overnight, we learned that the enemy had already started planning and even mobilized a team that had been lurking in the hospital for many years.
"...the spies had a radio and intercepted our telegram to the hospital, so they got the news early. You could say the enemy intelligence organization knew the news before the captured spies even arrived."
Political Commissar Cheng sat in Ward No. 3, looking at Yan Jiuru with great admiration and talking to him about the follow-up situation.
"There is a hidden group of theirs here, not just one or two people. There are Doctor Wang in the hospital, a nurse named Wu, two people from the security department, and the water boiler in the boiler room. They are all their people." In addition, there are several more outside the hospital.
"They'll spare no expense to rescue Number Six. As for Number Four and Five, all they have to do is keep quiet."
"Oh," Yan Jiuru drank the red date chicken soup slowly, "Are the results for number five out yet?"
Political Commissar Cheng's smile became even more amiable. "The police have limited equipment, so the inspection isn't that fast, but we've already reviewed it."
"There's an enemy agent among the nurses. He's on good terms with your nurse, Nurse Li. He's been enticing her to secretly resell medications prescribed to patients, including your painkillers, for a year now."
This time, it was the enemy spy in the boiler room who lied that he had leg pain and secretly bought more than a dozen painkillers from Li Chunyu. He dissolved them all in the water delivered to the ward and the nurse named Wu fed them to No. 5.
Number 5, who was already seriously injured, died that night.
Needless to say, Nurse Wu and Nurse Li will not be left behind.
"Thanks to your quick response, we were able to uncover an enemy spy organization that had been lurking for years!"
Yan Jiuru looked at the other party and wanted to ask why the police and the army had no defensive measures and only two guards outside the door, but after thinking about it, he gave up.
There are some things that a small militiaman like him shouldn't worry about. Fortunately, the result was not bad.
***
The next day, a few guys from 019 came to see him.
"How is it? Did you guys get injured a second time?" Yan Jiuru was a little worried that the other party would be implicated by him.
Wang Baoguo said proudly: "It's okay, brother, you are the best. You are such a good shooter, you can hit the target wherever you point!" Maybe he can even get some small merit this time.
"That's right, I didn't even have to aim!"
Yan Jiuru: He also needs time to aim.
After some flattery, Wang Baoguo and others told Yan Jiuru that three soldiers on guard were injured yesterday, four onlookers were injured, and one was seriously injured.
"I heard that the seriously injured person was a representative of the Revolutionary Committee. He was so arrogant a few days ago that he had several skilled doctors investigated. Now he came here to watch the fun. He originally wanted to find fault with the hospital, but he almost lost his life.
Hehe, brother, you know, it was Doctor Zhao who operated on him. Hehehe."
"That scream, what's the word? Oh, it resounded through the sky."
Serves you right!
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