Although the forces of the two camps, the jusha gang and the security department, are fighting for each other's lives.

But it is obvious that the brothers of the security department are more or less lenient to it.

In addition to those stubborn and indomitable people, the brothers of the security department finally did not choose to kill these unarmed people who had given up their resistance and chose to surrender when they chose to hold their heads in their hands and squat on the ground.

And even so, Zhang Xiaofan for today's first mission operation of the security department to hand over such a paper to himself, his heart is quite satisfied.

After all, it is very good for the security department to be able to achieve this level when it first performs its mission.

Moreover, from Zhang Xiaofan's point of view, he naturally does not want his men to become the kind of emotionless killing machine.

In addition, there are many brothers injured in the security department.

Among them, pan Donglai's upper body was bare at this time, and his right shoulder blade was covered with thick gauze. Although it had been simply disinfected and bandaged, the red blood was still soaked in gauze.

"Oh? Pandong, you're hurt! "

Seeing this behind the scenes, Zhang Xiaofan's face also showed a look of considerable doubt.

No wonder I didn't see pan Donglai when I was discussing with song Changlong, Wei Changxu and others about the celebration banquet after the ceremony.

It turns out that Pan Donglai was injured in the previous battle, and is undergoing relevant treatment in the wing room.

"Hey, brother Zhang, it's nothing to do!"

"I was bitten by a mosquito at most. It's not worth mentioning at all."

For Zhang Xiaofan's rather concerned inquiry, pan Donglai shows that he doesn't care. He shakes his hand carelessly, and then goes on.

"It's just that I didn't expect that there was a 54 pistol in Liao's hand."

"And I didn't do much to defend myself, so I was schemed by old dog Liao. I suffered a little bit of flesh and blood."

"I said, brother Zhang, you can't just give guns to the team leaders of the security department. How can you say that you have to get some hot weapons for the brothers of the security department?"

"As for the allocation of firearms, we will make arrangements when we return to Hangzhou."

"After all, Huaxia is a country that is very strict with the management of civilian firearms. If the number of people equipped with thermal weapons is small, it is naturally not a big problem."

"However, for the moment, the security department, with all the people in the four teams, is an exaggeration of 110 or 20 people."

"Moreover, the current scale of the Department of security is only tentative, and it will certainly be expanded in the future."

"If all the members of the security department are armed with guns, I'm afraid some people will complain about it."

On this point, Zhang Xiaofan is not shy, directly to pan Donglai, his mind slowly out.