Chapter 77: Abundant Martial Arts Zhang Ailun and Sig followed Reina to the security room on the second floor. Reina used the access card to open the door. Looking at the well-preserved security equipment inside, their eyes lit up. Sig picked up a Sig Sauer short assault rifle, and a look of nostalgia appeared on his face. But then I felt something was wrong with the weight, and when I took out the magazine and looked at it, I was a little dumbfounded, "Why are there only blanks and rubber bullets?" He picked up a Glock 9 pistol with 17mm bullets and other firearms and checked them. It turned out that only the melee weapons and gas bombs were genuine. Just this little thing, but you made my blood boil. Xige was a little speechless. Zhang Ailun walked in and went straight for the stab-proof suit and Taser, completely ignoring the other guns and cannons. What kind of guns and cannons are these? Do you really think you can use them? This is a shelter, not a bank vault. Your opponents are homeless people, not armed robbers. How could they possibly equip you with any lethal weapons? If anything really happens, just call 911 immediately and the police will come to solve the problem. Therefore, this security position is quite useless. In order to increase revenue and reduce expenditure, they basically only hire temporary workers. You can't get out of the shelter with these things and can only use them in your own yard.
It's all decoration! In the end, the two had to be more practical, and Zhang Ailun chose a Taser gun, a rubber baton, a stab-proof suit, an explosion-proof shield, and an explosion-proof helmet. An additional Benelli M1Super90 tactical shotgun equipped with blank bullets and rubber bullets is provided, and the battery level of the Taser gun is shown to be sufficient. Zhang Ailun took down a job sign hanging on the wall, wrote his name on a piece of paper, and hung it on his chest. It displays the green shelter logo and the bomb squad security employee, Hamburg Juan King. Sig's position was shown as security chief and captain of the shelter's bomb disposal team. There should have been security personnel sitting in the monitoring room and keeping an eye on the situation the whole time, but unfortunately, the monitoring facilities at the shelter broke down a few years ago, and the previous supervisor had no intention of repairing them when he came here to gain experience. There are only two cameras available, one at the main entrance and the other in the holding room. These things are never used in normal times. No one would like to watch the show "Old Black Filling Puffs", right? Fortunately, there are cameras at other intersections that capture traffic violations, so if criminals pass by the entrance of the shelter, they will definitely be photographed. Reina looked at the two men equipped with security equipment and ready to go on duty, and said with relief: "Okay, gentlemen, put on this set of security equipment, and finally look a little serious." He went up to check, straightened the buttons of Zhang Ailun's clothes, and pinched Zhang Ailun's arms and the pectoralis major muscles under the stab-proof suit. It still feels so hard! Zhang Ailun glanced at the female gangster with a strange look, "What should we do now?" "Stand guard and patrol the gate. The trucks transporting goods will not bring them here until around noon. The homeless people will surely scramble for relief meals and clothes by then. Your mission and responsibility is to maintain order and make them line up obediently." Reina said: "To calm people down, I will heat up the mashed potatoes and chicken steaks in stock with others. When the chef prepares the meal, there will be a two-hour meal service." "Ok, Sig and I will complete this glorious mission! For $35 an hour!" Zhang Ailun shook the rubber baton in his hand with full confidence. Wearing this outfit, people will think I'm strong and terrifying! I can't possibly come here to cause trouble. "Xige, leave the guard duty to me, and the patrol duty to you. I believe that as the security captain, you are capable of completing this task." Zhang Ailun is a complete scoundrel. The shelter is not officially open yet. We just warn the homeless people through an iron gate and talk to them reasonably. It's an easy job.
"Call me by my title when you're working! You should call me captain." Sig said seriously, then went out carrying the Sig Sauer short assault rifle on his back. "..." Zhang Ailun looked at his back and was speechless. He was floating. A temporary worker who earns two or three hundred dollars a day, why are you so serious? You will be fired after today. I have to say that I do have that feeling! I have recalled that afternoon during the military training in the playground. I wanted to be lazy but the instructor kicked me on the butt. I ran around the playground with a grimace on my face, rubbing my butt. He also walked out. Separated by a door, looking at the homeless people from the inside is a completely different feeling than looking at them from the outside. Before, looking at the huge crowds on the streets, it was like a zombie siege. But looking at those people now, they are unkempt, pale and thin, and look so frail. There is no need to worry at all through the iron gate. "Sir, when will the relief meals and clothes be distributed?" "Someone froze to death yesterday. It was my friend." "Sir, I'm starving, I need to eat! I need help! Please!" “Eat! Eat! Eat!!” The homeless man saw the person in charge coming out and standing guard behind the door, and he also started shouting loudly. "Don't make a sound! The shelter is already arranging relief work as quickly as possible! We will make sure everyone will have food to eat and clothes to wear when the time comes. All you have to do is wait patiently and understand how difficult it is for our staff." Zhang Ailun immediately issued a warning, and did not tolerate the grumpy old blacks who were clinging to the iron gate. He took out a rubber stick and hit the iron gate. After two bangs, he covered his hands and behaved. You are the only one who stands out! Are you the King of Hurry? No one else likes to squeeze in, only you like to squeeze in! "We are all trying to do what we are supposed to do. If you affect the efficiency of the staff, it will waste everyone's precious time! Don't disrupt public order because of your own selfish thoughts. We are all civilized people. What you should do now is to find a suitable place and line up obediently. We will arrange food and water for you." "We respect each of you, and you must also learn to respect and cooperate with our work!" Zhang Ailun's words resonated with many people. Many homeless people began to consciously walk to the side to queue up, and the crowd was no longer crowded, except for a few black people who wanted to cut in line. Zhang Ailun was too lazy to pay attention to them, as long as it didn't cause a large-scale conflict. Time passed quickly, Zhang Ailun stood guard diligently, and it was time to distribute relief meals. Reina and the chef staff pushed a cart out. Under the arrangement of the supervisor Cooper, there was no plan to open the door of the shelter. They only put a small window at the side door of the restaurant, similar to the model of McDonald's fast food restaurants, so that the homeless could line up outside to get their meals. But Zhang Ailan and Sig, who were in charge of security, were about to go outside to perform their duties. I told you that $35 an hour is not that easy to get! Zhang Ailun opened the side door helplessly and slipped out of the shelter. When he came to the street, he pulled down the visor of his explosion-proof helmet, held the explosion-proof shield in one hand, waved a rubber stick in the other, and issued a warning, "Everyone, please step back! Maintain the formation and order, and don't cut in line!" Sig loaded the gun directly, held it in his hand, and stood aside with an expressionless face. Without saying a word, he used his eyes to intimidate those black people, making the black people who wanted to cut in line feel scared and run to the back to queue up in shame. Zhang Ailun’s voice was about to break from shouting, but it was still not as effective as Sig’s smooth movement of pulling the safety pin. Damn, it’s better to let professionals do professional things! Zhang Ailun also learned it directly after seeing this scene. He put the bullet-proof shield back in the yard, pulled out the shotgun from behind, loaded the bullets with two clicks, and prepared to learn from Sig how to manage the West Coast refugees!
Great America, full of martial virtues! ps: Thanks to book friend 2023012319163247 for the reward of 2000 coins. (End of this chapter)