Most of the glory of the Russian counter-terrorism forces is concentrated on the Alpha team; many only know about Alpha and Signal Flag.
Actually, most terrorist incidents are handled by a unit called SOBR.
SOBR mbers are elites selected from senior police officers, prioritized from those who served in the VDV (Paratroopers) and Special Forces; they provided security for the Moscow Olympics in 1980, participated in the Chechnya war in 1994, and secretly supported during the famous Moscow theater incident.
In 2015, SOBR won the championship in the 'Jordan Warrior Competition', defeating 37 special forces teams from 18 countries, including the United States Seal and Xia Kingdom Falcon; their combat strength is indeed formidable.
If the Alpha team is the dazzling jewel in the crown, then SOBR is the solid base.
And SOBR is best at rapid small-scale urban tactical operations.
The so-called 'Quick Reaction chanism' was originally a term in economic managent, but when moved to the military police counter-terrorism field, it refers to the ability to respond quickly in tis of sudden and uncertain urban crises, to control the developnt of crises in a short period of ti.
This new field skill will be maximized under Gu Ji's high Central Nervous System reaction values.
From environntal observation, information collection, tactical thinking, to body actions...
It's like 'One plus one is greater than two'.
"Good skill, very fitting for my current enhancent path."
There are still 6 crisis points left now, and if there is anything left after consuming the treasure box, Gu Ji will decide to invest it all into this skill.
Glancing at the ti, it's only 9 in the morning now.
Three days in the ga world, but it's only been a little over two hours in reality.
Because he took a day off.
After ordering takeout, Gu Ji used the remaining ti to continue searching online about the Indian airplane crash news, hoping to hear sothing about his father.
By evening, there suddenly ca a knock at the door.
Gu Ji's hair stood on end, instinctively glancing at the window, got up and just wanted to walk along the wall, suddenly realized he was already back in reality.
"I really have so issues..."
He rubbed his eyelids, walking while shouting.
"Who is it?"
"Whew... It's !"
"Chen Zhiyu? How did you get up here? Doesn't the elevator have access control?"
"I sent you a bunch of ssages halfway, called, no answer; had to ask the security to help."
When the door opened, Chen Zhiyu appeared at the entrance, her teeth biting her lower lip, eyes raging like a little aggrieved female beast, with the apartnt security following behind.
Gu Ji then rembered.
Before entering the ga each ti, he always sets his phone to silent, to avoid external sounds or vibrations affecting his actions in the ga world. This ti, after returning, he was so busy that he forgot to switch back.
Thus, he could only tactilely scratch his head and their laughter, awkwardly apologizing.
"Sorry, set to silent for sleep, forgot."
"As long as you're okay, this lady was worried about you, so I'll take my leave."
After the security left, Gu Ji noticed Chen Zhiyu was still holding two bags of stuff, wearing a white shirt with a pair of black high-waisted pants, showing off her slender waist.
"Just got off work?"
"Your godmother is worried about you and asked to buy so fruits and food for you..."
After stepping inside, Chen Zhiyu took off her shoes, her thin silk feet stepped into slippers, her eyes sweeping and examining the room, like confirming absence of beer bottles or similar.
Until she looked at the computer, but then Gu Ji naturally closed the screen.
"My mom has never been assured about since I was young, you know that; hungry after work? Co on, let take you to eat sothing!"
"Your godmother specifically emphasized for you to eat less takeout!"
Chen Zhiyu's eyes flickered between the trash can and Gu Ji's face, full of warning, and then she rolled up her sleeves. "Hey, reluctantly, tonight this lady will show you a trick!"
While speaking, she opened one of the bags, which was full of vegetables and beef.
Gu Ji pretended to be bewildered.
"Are you cooking? Let get this straight, is it New Year today?"
"You're talking nonsense, damn Gu Ji, hurry up and co help pick the veggies!"
...
Chen Zhiyu's cooking skills were taught by Gu Ji's mother, Dong Ying, although she only learned sixty or seventy percent, the taste was truly good.
They finished dinner around seven o'clock.
Since both needed to work the next day, Chen Zhiyu left after eating.
Just as Gu Ji prepared to continue checking information, his phone rang again, he initially thought it was the chick leaving sothing behind, but it was Gao Bo.
Seeing his dusty appearance, Gu Ji couldn't help but ask.
"Did you just get off work too?"
"Don't ntion it. Without you, Zhang Wenjun really worked to death. Just off work, I rushed here, brought so duck treats, Coke, as soon as the little movie starts, isn't it all fun..."
Gao Bo shook the bag in his hand, pushed open the door, took a sniff.
"Ooh, slls nice, did you cook at ho?"
"Chen Zhiyu did it; she just left, there's still so left, make do and eat it."
Gu Ji took out all the als from the pot.
Gao Bo hearing this, exaggeratedly bit his lip with tears in his eyes, "Woo woo woo, I think I'm not at the right ti, I'm ruining your little world of two!"
"Get lost!"
Gu Ji kicked over.
Gao Bo dodged with a grin, sat on the dining table, impatiently devoured, it seed during the days Gu Ji was off, Gao Bo indeed suffered quite a bit.
"Slow down, there's still rice in the pot."
"This Chen Zhiyu's cooking skills are quite good; I always thought she was just a tomboy following you around."
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