Swish! Crack! The iron whip lashed heavily across his back. The white shirt was now completely stained red with seeping blood.
"You damned wretch! Your whole family are penniless losers!"
"Zhang, I'm telling you, playing dead won't do you any good. You're finished. You haven't met your sales targets for three consecutive months!"
"The vehicle from Mawlamyine will arrive tomorrow. Just wait to die!"
In the cramped room, the man dressed in black left while cursing. Before leaving, he spat viciously at the young man lying on the ground.
After the iron-barred door closed with a loud bang, Zhang Xuan, who had been curled up on the floor, slowly opened his eyes.
"Where... am I?"
The dizziness, which couldn't be masked even by the intense pain in his body, made him feel extremely nauseous.
He retched on the ground for a long time before gradually coming to his senses.
The cramped and filthy room, which looked like a pigsty, the wounds all over his body, and the sporadic memories constantly emerging in his mind all pointed to one thing.
He was no longer in his original world.
What was even worse was that he briefly went through the memories of the original owner.
He found that he was currently in Myawaddy, Shan State, in a parallel world.
That is, the well-known concentrated area of fraud dens.
And the current identity of the original owner was that of a fraudster.
As for why he had ended up here, it seemed that he had committed some kind of crime in his own country and had no choice but to flee.
As for what crime he had committed, there was no relevant information in the blurred memories.
In short, his luck was really bad.
He had achieved zero sales for three consecutive months. It seemed that the superiors had finally reached the limit of their patience with him.
Although he didn't know what the vehicle from Mawlamyine meant, he was certain that it definitely wasn't a good thing.
"Damn it...
Zhang Xuan sat down leaning against the wall, his face looking extremely grim.
In his previous life, he had just graduated from the police academy and successfully joined the Majiang Police Station, becoming a glorious community police officer.
He had thought that a wonderful career life of dealing with trivial matters was just around the corner, but he never expected to encounter such a situation.
"Shan State... No, I have to escape, but how?"
Just when Zhang Xuan felt completely hopeless, an electronic prompt sound suddenly rang out in his mind.
[The Career Growth Game has been fully loaded!]
[Detecting the host's identity... Identity confirmed. The novice career instance has been activated. Please prepare for the tasks, host.]
As the voice sounded, a virtual panel also appeared in Zhang Xuan's field of vision.
...
[Name: Zhang Xuan]
[Occupations: Police Officer, Fraudster]
[Occupational Skills: Detail Observation LV3, Close Combat LV3, Firearms Proficiency LV2, Marksmanship Mastery LV3, Vehicle Driving LV2, Fraudulent Rhetoric LV1.]
...
"What is this..."
Zhang Xuan's eyes widened. After making sure that he wasn't hallucinating due to a mental breakdown, he finally realized...
He had a cheat!
He could survive!
With this thought in mind, Zhang Xuan quickly glanced in the direction of the iron-barred door. After confirming that there was no one outside, he asked cautiously:
"System, what are your functions? And what is this instance? What kind of preparations do I need to make?"
For a long time, there was no response at all.
However, Zhang Xuan wasn't discouraged. Although he still knew nothing at the moment.
But for someone in his current situation, any possibility was a glimmer of hope, the hope of survival!
He found a corner that couldn't be seen through the iron bars and sat down. Zhang Xuan closed his eyes and said softly:
"Activate the career instance!"
[The instance is being activated...]
[The instance has been successfully activated. Identity has been locked!]
[The instance tasks have been confirmed.]
The next second, time seemed to stand still!
When he opened his eyes again, he had already arrived at a strange place.
...
In 2009, in San Diego, California, USA, at the SWAT team of the San Diego Police Department.
"... Team C, get in the vehicle! Team D, get in the vehicle!"
More than twenty SWAT team members, all wearing tactical vests, bulletproof helmets, and holding various firearms, quickly jumped into the armored police cars.
"Hurry up, Zhang. Don't just stand there!"
In a vehicle marked with the word "police", the person in the passenger seat waved vigorously at Zhang Xuan, who was standing not far away.
"Coming!"
Zhang Xuan, who had just opened his eyes and hadn't yet figured out the situation, got into the vehicle in a confused state.
Fortunately, his English had always been good. Otherwise, he would have been in a difficult situation if he couldn't understand what others were saying.
As the vehicle drove out of the police station, Zhang Xuan finally had the time to look around and examine his own attire.
Inside the standard police armored vehicle compartment, including the driver, the passenger in the co-pilot seat, and himself, there were a total of six SWAT team members.
Since everyone was wearing a balaclava, it was impossible to see their faces clearly.
However, based on their body shapes and the exposed skin around the eyes, he could roughly identify their approximate identities.
In addition, Zhang Xuan inspected the firearm in his hand, a short-barreled AR-15 automatic rifle.
The rifle's body had a slight amount of paint chipping, indicating that it had likely seen a lot of action.
But on the replaced tactical rail, there were quite a few accessories. A vertical foregrip, a silencer, a tactical weapon light, and a holographic sight were all in place.
In the thigh holster was a completely black Glock 17 pistol.
He pulled it out and checked it. The bullet was already in the chamber, and it could be fired as long as the trigger safety was disengaged.
The tactical vest was equipped with three rifle magazines and four pistol magazines, as well as a fragmentation grenade, a stun grenade, and a flashbang.
On the hook-and-loop fastener of the shoulder patch on his arm, there was a "D-4" logo. The person sitting next to him was D-3, and across from him were D-5 and D-6.
In the co-pilot seat, D-1, who had just waved at Zhang Xuan, spoke in a tone with a slight Texas accent:
"Everyone should have noticed that this is not a routine mission. It's kind of a private job assigned by the higher-ups, and it's very urgent. We don't have much intelligence. All we know is that except for the hostages, we can't leave any survivors. Also, there are a lot of civilians in the target
area. So, during the mission, we must ensure strict fire control and not shoot randomly."
"Got it. It's not the first time anyway, General. We know what we're doing." D-3 said with a smile. It could be seen that he was a relatively cheerful person.
D-5, who was sitting directly opposite Zhang Xuan, rubbed his waist and said, "Ugh... That girl yesterday was really something. I still feel a bit tired now. General, I think I deserve some extra overtime pay... The reward for this mission should be quite substantial, right?"
D-6 beside him asked with concern, "Are you okay, Brian?"
"Shut up, newbie." D-5 snorted disdainfully.
If there was no conflict between the two, it could be inferred that this Brian was a rather conceited and proud person.
"Haha..."
D-6 gave an awkward smile and then turned to look at Zhang Xuan, who had been silent all this time. "Are you alright, Zhang? You haven't said a word since just now."
"I'm fine." Zhang Xuan shook his head slightly and didn't intend to say more.
This instance was just like the real world. It had even arranged an identity and a background story, which really caught him by surprise.
However, what surprised him even more was that he hadn't received any memories of this body at all. It was completely blank.
It seemed that the system didn't intend to let him directly inherit the skills and knowledge of this body.
Although it was reasonable, it was still a bit of a hassle in the initial stage of the mission.
"Haha, newbie, stop teasing him. He's just like me. We went out and had fun last night. This kid really made a splash last night." D-5 laughed heartily.
D-1 in the front passenger seat turned around and looked at Zhang Xuan, saying, "Zhang, are you sure you're okay? If you're not feeling well, I can send you back right now. This mission is very dangerous, and I don't want any of my team members to sacrifice themselves because of a minor issue."
"I'm fine. Don't worry. The fight last night was just child's play. I'm not on the same level as Brian."
Zhang Xuan smiled and said. He was just about to use the term "General," which seemed to be D-1's nickname, but when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he somehow held them back.
Fraudulent Rhetoric LV1!
When you need to pretend to be familiar with someone but don't know their specific information, it's best not to casually use their nickname.
Because you can't be sure whether that nickname is the one that your current identity should use...
Hmm, the strange skill was taking effect.
While the few of them were talking, a series of wailing police sirens came from the front of the vehicle.
At this time, they had already reached the outskirts outside the city. In the distance, more than a dozen police cars were surrounding an old hotel building. A large number of police officers were aiming their guns at the main entrance, ready for action!