Luke didn't care about their expressions. "Secondly, find cover first. After you ensure your own safety, you can't give up the initiative. You have to observe the enemy carefully. I recommend that you carry something with you."
"A mirror." He took out a mirror the size of half a palm from his breast pocket. "This is stainless steel. It's durable and inexpensive. Put it in your breast pocket. It might help you take a bullet one day. "
Looking at everyone's strange expressions, he chuckled and said, "From my personal experience, a living police officer is always more useful than a dead one. So, don't show yourself carelessly. Be good at using small tools."
He paused for a moment to digest what he had just said, before he continued, "Thirdly, don't try to be a hero. In most unexpected situations, it's a good choice to defend and wait for reinforcements. This is Los Angeles, and we have tens of thousands of colleagues as backup. We can't act rashly. It's a good choice to cooperate with your colleagues and keep suppressing the criminals. "
Saying that, Luke gestured at Harrison. "It's best to leave the professional criminals to Captain Harrison and the others. Don't steal the professionals' work."
Harrison was lost for words. Aren't you ashamed to say that?
Luke coughed and said, "Alright, that's all I've learned. You can figure it out on your own later. I won't waste any more of your time."
Luke, however, was secretly laughing.
This class was really simple. The summary of his experience was three points: cowardice! More cowardice! And more cowardice!
For rookie officers who didn't have extraordinary abilities, this was the best experience.
Dead people didn't need experience.
Peterson looked at Remick with a gloomy face.
Remick nodded helplessly. "Alright, continue with the class. Luke, come with me. "
The students resumed their training, and Remick and the other two returned to the teaching building.
Once they were out of sight, Remick smiled bitterly. "Detective Luke, isn't it inappropriate for you to teach like this?"
Luke smiled and looked at Harrison. "Harrison, what do you think?"
Frowning and thinking for a moment, Harrison nodded slowly. "Luke's right. Instead of letting these rookies fight the criminals head-on, it's better to tell them to stay put. "
Remick's lips moved. … But this is police training. Are you going to teach these students to be cowards?
Luke murmured to himself. A brave rookie would charge forward in the face of danger. Wouldn't he be covered in corpses if he ran into an extraordinary opponent like Bullseye or Rebecca?
This kind of thing didn't really happen in his previous life, but this was a world with super villains.
It was better to be a coward than to cause a massacre.
After all, none of the police departments in the United States had enough funds to pay a large number of pensions.
Without Harrison's support, Remick could only give up and return to his office gloomily.
He had planned to use Luke as a free instructor, but it turned out that this free instructor wasn't reliable at all.
But if even Harrison, a professional, agreed with Luke, he didn't have the confidence to refute.
Out of sight, out of mind, out of mind, and let Luke do as he pleased.
Luke went to the car and talked to Harrison about the recent security situation in Los Angeles. When he opened the door, he found that Harrison was still standing there.
He asked in passing, "Are you going to continue training the students here?"
Harrison shook his head. "No, I was listening to your lecture just now. My teammates' cars have already left. They'll pick me up later."
Luke said with a smile, "Don't bother. I'll give you a ride back to the city."
Harrison was also straightforward. "Sure."
On the way back, the two of them chatted quite well.
Harrison was a professional, and he was a very serious person. They only talked about work-related matters.
He was like an engineer in a regular company who was skilled but didn't like to socialize or suck up.
Luke, on the other hand, preferred to discuss problems with experts in the same field. He didn't have to worry too much, and his privacy wasn't involved.
Harrison's phone rang as they approached the east side of the city.
He picked it up and said a few words before he hung up. He looked at Luke in embarrassment. "I have a teammate who wants me to pick him up …"
Luke shrugged. "Just tell me the address."
Harrison gave him the address and coughed. "Thank you."
Luke laughed. "Forget it, Harrison. When you're being polite, you sound like a high school otaku who's trying to muster up the courage to hit on a girl."
Harrison's dark face, however, relaxed. "Hey, I was a popular guy in middle school. It was always the girls who came to hit on me."
Luke asked, "Were you a football player?"
Harrison: "… I was the leader of the Gun Fever Squad."
Luke laughed again. "Harrison, there are definitely fewer high school girls who like guns than football players."
As they chatted, they soon picked up a handsome young man on the side of the road.
This was a member that Harrison had just recruited a few days ago. His name was Jim. He was also carrying a large metal cylinder with a sharp tip that looked a bit like a ballista.
Luke asked casually, "What's that? Does it look like some kind of professional tool? "
He was one of the best in the world when it came to mechanical work. After a few glances, he could guess what the thing was used for.
Jim's face glowed. "It's a wall-breaker I invented. As long as it's shot into the wall, it'll open on the other side, and then you can pull it out …"
Luke gave him a thumbs-up. "An avenue of attack! It's simple but efficient, and more convenient than a door breaker. "
Harrison, however, laughed and said, "Stop praising him. Every time you use this thing, the police department will receive a maintenance list from the tenant."
Luke shrugged. "That's up to the higher-ups to pay, but our lives are our own. I'm on Jim's side."
Jim chuckled with a satisfied expression.
Clearly, this was another SAT test for technical students.
Harrison's phone rang again. He picked it up and said a few words, before he said solemnly, "There's a bank robbery on Route 47 on the east side. The criminals are armed with automatic weapons. Can you take me there?"
Luke stepped on the gas and said casually, "If you need to change your gear, you can press the red button, and you'll be able to lower the backseat."
Harrison said, "Thank you."
Saying that, he did as he was told and climbed into the backseat.
When Harrison got into the car, he put his big bag in the backseat as well. That was his full set of equipment.
As the captain of the SAT team, he carried his equipment with him during work hours.
Jim had been fully dressed before he got into the car. At that moment, he was quietly checking his gun.
Luke nodded inwardly. This guy wasn't just a technical student; he was also a man of action!
As Harrison put on his gear, he paid attention to the car's location and couldn't help but speed up.
With Luke's speed, it would take them less than ten minutes to reach the scene. If he didn't hurry, he wouldn't be able to get his gear ready.
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