Chapter 680 Helicopter Battle

In his desperate escape, Commissioner Smith suddenly noticed the logos on the helicopters that were chasing him - they were the emblems that he was very familiar with, representing their common belonging and faith. He suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky, with incredible surprise and relief in his heart.

"Wait... that's our logo!" he muttered to himself, and then shouted loudly, trying to attract the attention of the soldiers on the helicopter, "I am Commissioner Smith! Cease fire! We are our own people!"

The soldiers on the helicopter obviously noticed this change, they quickly adjusted their flight attitude, slowed down, and began to confirm via radio. Soon, a helicopter slowly landed not far from Commissioner Smith, the door opened, and several soldiers walked out vigilantly with weapons in hand, but there was no hostility in their eyes before.

"Commissioner Smith?" A soldier came forward with a hint of doubt and relief in his tone, "Why are you here? We thought..."

"Misunderstanding, a complete misunderstanding." Commissioner Smith smiled bitterly and raised his hands to show that it was harmless, "I chased a group of black mamba basketball birds, but I didn't expect to cause such a big commotion. I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly."

The soldiers looked at each other, then smiled with relief, and the tense atmosphere eased instantly. They began to help Commissioner Smith check his injuries and arranged a helicopter to send him back to the city. On the way back, Commissioner Smith explained to the soldiers in detail the ins and outs of the matter and how he made a wrong judgment on impulse. After listening, the soldiers were surprised and amused, and they comforted him and reminded him to be more cautious in the future.

Back in the city, Commissioner Smith walked on the familiar streets, but his heart was mixed. He realized that his impulsiveness not only brought trouble to himself, but also put his companions in unnecessary tension and danger. He secretly vowed to face all challenges and temptations more rationally in the future.

However, just as he was immersed in self-reflection, an inconspicuous detail suddenly attracted his attention-the old sofa in his home. The sofa has been with him for many years, witnessing his joys, sorrows, anger, and growth. But at this moment, under the afterglow of the setting sun, it looks particularly old and dilapidated, as if it is also telling the vicissitudes and helplessness of the years.

Commissioner Smith stopped and stared at the old sofa, and an inexplicable impulse surged in his heart. He realized that it was time to bring some new changes to his life. So he turned and walked to a nearby furniture store, intending to choose a new sofa for himself.

The furniture store was brightly lit, and there were all kinds of sofas. Commissioner Smith shuttled between them, sometimes sitting down to experience the comfort, and sometimes carefully comparing the materials and styles. He is no longer the calm and courageous commissioner on the battlefield, but an ordinary person who is full of enthusiasm and expectations for life.

"How about this one?" He pointed to a sofa with a simple yet elegant design and asked the clerk.

"Sir, you have a good eye." The clerk replied with a smile, "This sofa is made of high-quality leather, comfortable to sit on and easy to take care of. I believe it will become the highlight of your home."

Specialist Smith nodded and expressed satisfaction. He continued to select other furniture accessories, striving to make his home look brand new. In this process, he seemed to be rebuilding his life and future.

Finally, he returned home with a full harvest. He moved the old sofa out of the room and replaced it with the brand new sofa. Sitting on the new sofa, he felt an unprecedented comfort and satisfaction. He knew that this was not just a replacement of a sofa but also an adjustment and change in his attitude towards life.

At night, Specialist Smith sat on the new sofa and looked at the city with dim lights outside the window, his heart full of emotion and expectation. He knew that the road ahead was still long, but he was ready to face all challenges and opportunities with a more mature and rational attitude.

The next morning, the sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains, dappled on Specialist Smith's face, waking him up from his dream. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, and the satisfaction of changing the new sofa last night still remained in his mind. However, when he was about to go to the furniture store again to complete the transaction, an embarrassing reality quietly emerged - he found that he was short of money and had not checked the balance of his wallet in a hurry yesterday.

Commissioner Smith stood in front of the mirror, staring at his slightly tired face, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He knew that as a commissioner, he should have a rigorous life plan, but this impulse shopping put him in a dilemma. However, he was not discouraged by this, but began to think about how to resolve the crisis at hand.

His eyes swept across the room and finally stopped at the black mamba basketball birds he brought back last night. Although these birds have lost the luster of life, their feathers still shine with a unique luster, reminding him of last night's adventure and impulse. An idea flashed through his mind - perhaps these birds can be a substitute for his payment.

With a hint of helplessness and self-mockery, Commissioner Smith picked up the bag containing the black mamba basketball birds and set off for the furniture store. On the road, pedestrians were in a hurry, and no one noticed the unusual goods in his hands. He had mixed feelings, with a premonition of an embarrassing situation, but also a sense of relief - at least, he was trying to solve the problem in his own way.

When he arrived at the furniture store, it was already busy. Customers were walking around among the various furniture, picking out the items they liked. Specialist Smith walked straight to the area where he had chosen the sofa last night, silently praying that the matter could be resolved smoothly.

"Good morning, sir." The clerk came forward with a smile, obviously remembering the hesitant customer last night, "Have you decided? Do you need help packing?"

Specialist Smith nodded, but hesitated. "Actually," he took a deep breath and tried to make his tone seem natural, "I encountered some small troubles... I don't have enough cash in my wallet... um, for the time being."

The clerk's expression became complicated in an instant, but out of professionalism, he still kept smiling. "Then... do you have other payment methods? Such as credit card or mobile payment?"

Specialist Smith shook his head and slowly took out the bag containing the black mamba basketball bird from his pocket. "This is the only way I can think of," he said with a wry smile, "I know it's ridiculous, but these birds... they are a little special."

The clerk took the bag, opened it curiously, and exclaimed immediately. "Black Mamba basketball bird!" He took a step back suddenly, his eyes full of horror and disbelief, "How come these... these birds are here?"

Specialist Smith's heart tightened when he saw this. "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with them?"

The clerk calmed down and began to tell his own experience: "Don't you know? These birds are notoriously ferocious and dangerous. I once encountered them during an outdoor activity and was almost injured by their beaks and claws. Since then, I have kept my distance from them."

Specialist Smith listened to the clerk's story with mixed feelings. He didn't expect that the birds he casually hunted would leave such a deep shadow on the clerk. He wanted to explain that he was just impulsive and ignorant, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.

"So..." the clerk asked cautiously, "You want to use these birds to pay for the goods?"

Specialist Smith nodded, and had the worst plan in mind. "Yes, I know it's ridiculous, but this is the only way I can think of at the moment. If you don't want to accept it, I can understand."

The clerk was silent for a moment, as if weighing the pros and cons. In the end, he sighed and made a decision. "Okay, sir," he said helplessly, "Although this sounds incredible, considering your special situation... I am willing to accept these birds as part of the payment. However, you still need to pay a part of the cash as the difference."

Commissioner Smith was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly dug out a stack of crumpled banknotes from his pocket and handed it to the clerk. The clerk took the banknotes, counted them carefully, and finally smiled with satisfaction.

After the transaction was completed, Commissioner Smith walked out of the furniture store with the box of the new sofa, but his heart was full of mixed emotions. He realized that although his behavior solved the current dilemma, it also exposed his impulsiveness and immaturity. He secretly vowed to be more cautious in every decision in life in the future and not put himself in such an embarrassing situation again.

Commissioner Smith had just taken a few steps out of the furniture store when a shrill scream suddenly rang in his ears. The sound was mixed with fear and confusion, which made his heart tighten suddenly. He subconsciously looked back at the store, and saw that the originally peaceful store was now in a mess, with tables and chairs overturned, customers and shop assistants fleeing everywhere, and in the center of this chaos, it was the black mamba basketball bird he had just used to pay for the goods!

But the scene in front of him was far beyond his imagination - those birds that should have died were now alive, not only flapping their wings and flying high, but also controlling the model helicopters in the store, circling and diving in the air, launching sudden attacks on the shop assistants. Under their dexterous control, the model helicopters seemed to have become real weapons, with the whistling sound of the wind, making the people in the store even more panicked.

Commissioner Smith was stunned and quickly realized the seriousness of the situation. He knew very well that these black mamba basketball birds were not ordinary creatures. They had extraordinary abilities and wisdom. Now they were resurrected and creating chaos in such a weird way. Obviously, there was an unknown secret behind them.

There was no time to think about it. Commissioner Smith's sense of justice and responsibility was instantly aroused. He turned around suddenly and rushed back to the store with big strides, determined to stop this unprovoked disaster. His eyes were firm and cold, as if he was ready to face all challenges.

Rushing into the store, Commissioner Smith quickly observed the situation around him. He noticed that although the black mamba basketball birds were small in size, they flew very fast and were extremely flexible, making it difficult for the store clerks to resist. The model helicopters they controlled became a deadly threat, and store clerks were constantly injured and fell to the ground while dodging.

Faced with such a situation, Commissioner Smith did not hesitate at all. He quickly adjusted his state and used his years of combat experience to find the best response strategy. He knew that it was not easy to attack these birds directly, because they were not only fast, but also seemed to have certain defensive capabilities. Therefore, he decided to deal with the controlled model helicopters first to weaken the opponent's offensive.

So, Commissioner Smith quickly approached a model helicopter that was hovering at low altitude. He concentrated his mind, accurately judged the flight trajectory and speed of the helicopter, and then swung his elbow suddenly and hit the helicopter with lightning speed.

"Bang!" A loud noise echoed in the store. Commissioner Smith's elbow hit the helicopter accurately, and the powerful force instantly smashed the helicopter into pieces. The fragments flew everywhere, causing the surrounding birds to panic.

However, this was just the beginning. Commissioner Smith did not stop. He continued to shuttle through the chaos, using his agility and strength to destroy the controlled model helicopters again and again. Every time he shot down a helicopter, he became more determined and confident.

But the black mamba basketball birds obviously would not give up. They seemed to feel the threat from Commissioner Smith and began to attack more frantically. Not only did they control more helicopters, they also tried to pounce directly on Commissioner Smith and fight back with sharp beaks and claws.

Faced with such a challenge, Commissioner Smith was not afraid. With his extraordinary courage and wisdom, he fought fiercely with these strange birds. He sometimes jumped and dodged, and sometimes punched, and each attack was accurate and powerful. With his efforts, more and more model helicopters were destroyed, and the pressure on the store clerks gradually eased.

However, just when Commissioner Smith thought he was about to win, he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be some mysterious connection between those black mamba basketball birds. Every time he shot down a helicopter, the other birds became more violent and crazy, as if they were angry about the sacrifice of their companions.

Commissioner Smith realized that in order to completely solve this crisis, he had to find the source of the birds' resurrection. He looked around, looking for possible clues and answers. Finally, his eyes fell on an inconspicuous corner - there was a seemingly ordinary electronic device with a strange light flashing on it.

Commissioner Smith's heart moved, and he rushed towards the device. At the moment of approaching, he felt a strong energy fluctuation emanating from the device. He understood - this is the key to controlling these black mamba basketball birds!

Without time to think, Commissioner Smith acted quickly. He punched hard and smashed the device to pieces. With the destruction of the equipment, the strange energy fluctuation disappeared instantly. And those black mamba basketball birds seemed to have lost control, falling from the air one after another, unable to move anymore.

The crisis was finally resolved. The shop assistants stopped and looked at the incredible scene in front of them. They looked at Commissioner Smith's tired and determined figure, and their hearts were full of gratitude and admiration.

Commissioner Smith stood there panting, looking at the mess on the ground and the birds that had lost their threat. He did not feel the joy and pride of victory, but instead felt heavy and reflective. He realized that this crisis did not happen by chance, but was caused by some unknown force. He was determined to get to the bottom of it and uncover the truth and secrets of it all.

So, in the grateful eyes of the store clerks, Commissioner Smith slowly turned and left. His back looked particularly lonely and determined in the afterglow of the sunset. He knew that the road ahead was still long, but he was ready - no matter what challenges and difficulties he faced, he would move forward bravely and fearlessly.