funbook-pk Chapter 398 Regular Army
Chapter 398 Regular Army
At seven o'clock in the morning, a small group of college students who did not live on campus but were returning to school, carrying backpacks and eating breakfast, gathered in twos and threes toward the school gate, just like every day, to start a new day of classes.
Commuters' vehicles mingled with buses, impatiently honking their horns, trying to carve a path through the morning rush hour torrent.
Everything seemed so ordinary, so orderly.
"The road is blocked! The road ahead is blocked!"
"Attention all vehicles and pedestrians! Detour immediately! Use the side gate and rear road of the university!"
"Repeated! Temporary traffic control in the area ahead, no passage allowed!"
Suddenly, a sharper and more urgent whistle and loudspeaker sound, unlike any other, pierced the morning hustle and bustle.
Several traffic police officers wearing fluorescent vests appeared at the intersection and quickly and forcefully put up warning cones and conspicuous yellow warning lines, blocking the main road leading to the main gate of Lining University.
The once-flowing traffic suddenly came to a standstill, accompanied by a cacophony of screeching brakes and inexplicable honking.
"What's going on? Why are the roads suddenly closed?"
I'm going to be late for work!
"What happened? Was it a traffic accident?"
The stopped drivers and pedestrians peeked out, complaining, their faces filled with confusion and anxiety.
As their gaze focused towards the gates of Lining University, their initial confusion was instantly replaced by a deeper level of astonishment and a barely perceptible sense of panic.
The area several hundred meters in front of the university's main gate had been completely cleared and sealed off.
Instead of the bustling crowds and vehicles of the past, there are rows of tall, upright figures.
They were all dressed in black combat uniforms, complete with helmets, bulletproof vests, and tactical gloves, with the white "SWAT" lettering on their backs standing out starkly in the morning light.
Armed with standard firearms, the special police officers, in groups of three or five, occupied key positions, their sharp eyes scanning the surroundings, forming an impenetrable perimeter.
That refined, professional aura, carrying a hint of menace, sent a chill down the spines of everyone kept outside the cordon.
What's even more chilling is that what's lined up along the street aren't ordinary police cars, but seven or eight massive, heavily armored riot control vehicles painted in dark blue and black camouflage!
The sturdy tires, the distinctive lookout tower on the roof, and the protective armor all indicate that this is not a configuration for handling ordinary security incidents.
Some people who didn't know what they were talking about thought these special police officers had brought tanks.
"My God, what's going on?"
"SWAT officers? And they're armed? They've even brought armored vehicles?"
"What major incident happened at school?"
"Could there be terrorists among them?"
"No, no, no, it's been so long since I've heard of any terrorist attacks in China, let alone on a university."
"Oh my god, are we still going to class today? This is terrifying!"
The students gathered outside the cordon, gazing at the imposing scene from afar. Their sleepiness had vanished, replaced by shock, speculation, and a hint of unease.
They whispered among themselves, discussing the matter animatedly, and all sorts of exaggerated speculations began to circulate. Some even subconsciously took a few steps back, as if the tranquil campus had instantly transformed into a dangerous forbidden zone.
Some students who planned to enter the school as usual hesitated and stopped, unsure whether they should pass through the gate guarded by special police.
Just then, a deep and majestic engine roar came from afar.
A convoy of black luxury cars and special police vehicles, escorted by special police motorcycles at the front and rear, slowly drove through the cleared streets, ignoring all red lights and traffic rules, and drove straight through the cordon to stop at the main entrance of Lining University.
The car door opened, and the first to step out were several plainclothes men with sharper eyes and more practiced movements, clearly higher-ranking security personnel.
After getting out of the car, they quickly assessed their surroundings.
Subsequently, several middle-aged and elderly people dressed in casual clothes or ordinary down jackets, but whose demeanor was clearly different from that of the security personnel, came down under tight guard.
Leading the group was Huang Yu, the director of the Huaxia Bioengineering Research Institute, who was wearing that old down jacket and had gray hair but was still very energetic.
Behind him followed Lian Wenshi and Xin Ziang, whose faces showed barely concealed excitement and travel fatigue, as well as two other bioinformatics and genomics experts who had been urgently transferred from the institute.
Their group of academically inclined individuals, appearing in the center of a heavily armed special police escort, created an extremely abrupt yet intriguing scene.
Anyone around could tell at a glance that some important person was going to the school!
"go!"
Without saying anything more, Huang Yu nodded to the SWAT officer in charge beside him, and then, surrounded by a group of SWAT officers and plainclothes guards, strode towards the gate of Lining University.
That door, which normally symbolizes knowledge and freedom, now seemed to have become the entrance to some kind of secret location, heavily guarded.
Stepping onto the campus feels like entering a different world from the hustle and bustle of the outside world.
The tree-lined path remained quiet, and the sycamore trees in winter were left with only bare branches.
Occasionally, students who got up early to study would walk by with their books, and upon seeing this unexpected group, they would all stop and cast surprised and uncertain glances at them.
"This...this formation."
Professor Lian Wenshi, walking beside Huang Yu, couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice. He adjusted his glasses and looked at the special police officers around him, holding steel guns, with cold expressions, standing as straight as javelins. He felt his heart beating faster.
"I've been doing scientific research all my life and have attended many major conferences, but this is the first time I've ever been escorted into a university by so many armed special police officers!"
"This is more than the first time; I'm still a little nervous. Lao Huang, do you think we've gone a bit too far?"
Professor Xin Ziang also took a deep breath of the crisp, cold air and shook his head with a wry smile.
"Making a big fuss? Professor Xin, didn't we discuss things clearly enough on the helicopter?"
"We're not looking for a student, we're looking for a genius who could lead the times!"
"His value is such that we must use all our resources to ensure his absolute safety!"
"Think about the GIP team in the United States. If they get the news before us, what methods will they use to win over Tang Yuze? This matter cannot be delayed for even a minute!"
Dean Huang Yu looked straight ahead, his steps were steady, but his tone was unusually firm.
When the discussion on the helicopter was brought up, the professors' eyes instantly became fervent, and even the slight discomfort caused by the SWAT team was instantly forgotten.
Just hours earlier, they had been tossed about in the cold night sky amidst the deafening roar of those twenty armed helicopters.
The cabin was dimly lit, but none of them were sleepy. They huddled around a ruggedized laptop with the paper open, making the most of every minute to delve deeper into the details of Tang Yuze's paper.
Dean Huang Yu listened quietly as several professors discussed their papers, her fingers unconsciously tapping the armrest of her chair.
His mind drifted back to his decades-long scientific research career. From his youthful ambition to unlock the secrets of life, to leading his team in the arduous pursuit of international advancements in middle age, and now, sitting at the helm of a research institute, directly confronting the gap with the most advanced Western research capabilities.
The human genome, the Mount Everest of life sciences, has been a challenging climb, requiring enormous resources and facing an uncertain future. Countless times, this has left him and his colleagues feeling powerless in the dead of night.
He even thought at one point that he might not live to see the day when China truly stands at the top of the world in this field.
That sense of powerlessness—knowing the goal is ahead but being limited by the foundation, technology, talent, and even the overall environment—is the deepest shadow hanging over the hearts of this generation of scientific researchers.
However, Tang Yuze's paper was like a shooting star that streaked across the night!
The direction it pointed out, the tools it proposed, and the framework it built, although still requiring a lot of verification and improvement, truly showed them a possible shortcut that belongs to China itself!
This is a path that can bypass certain traditional barriers and get straight to the core!
On the helicopter, as the professors discussed and became more and more excited, and the more they analyzed, the brighter the future seemed, Huang Yu's long-dormant heart was as if it had been injected with molten lava.
Hope, that long-lost, fervent hope that could burn away all weariness and doubt, ignited once again in his heart!
So, as he walked along the tree-lined path of Lining University, looking at the grim-looking special police guards around him, he felt no unease, only an unprecedented sense of determination and urgency.
We must find Tang Yuze!
We must protect him!
His talent must be allowed to flourish on this land!
Their group, heavily guarded by special police, naturally attracted great attention from early-rising students and faculty on campus.
"Look! Who are those people? They're surrounded by so many SWAT officers!"
"Those guys in the middle, dressed in civilian clothes, do they look like leaders? Or scientists?"
"My God, is our school hiding some kind of state secret? The security level is way too high!"
"Could it be some national treasure-level academician coming to our school? I haven't heard of any such arrangement."
"It feels like they're looking for some important person or thing..."
Whispers rose from both sides of the road, and countless curious, surprised, and inquisitive eyes focused on this special group.
Someone took out their phone, filmed the scene, and posted it online, thinking such an awesome moment would definitely go viral. But in reality, the video they posted would never pass censorship; even if some slipped through the cracks, it would be immediately deleted...