Ren Suo and Qiao Muyi followed You Jilong into the National Security Bureau's underground warehouse, where they received a set of Countermeasures Bureau-exclusive uniforms: a lightweight stab- and slash-resistant tactical jacket containing manganese steel plates, and a pair of black boxer briefs.
The black tactical jacket was naturally the black vest Ren Suo usually saw. He weighed it in his hands and found it quite light. Unlike ordinary stab-resistant vests, it did not seem to contain steel plates; instead, it was made entirely from a special synthetic fiber.
"This outfit's stab resistance is actually pretty average," You Jilong said bluntly. "It is waterproof, quick-drying, and somewhat resistant to fire. But its main purpose is to make sure you won't be running around naked under any circumstances."
"Running around naked?"
"Generally speaking, combat work belongs to Teams One and Two. But you can't walk by the river without getting your shoes wet. Aside from Teams One and Two, those of us who often carry out field assignments may occasionally encounter unexpected situations," You Jilong said evenly. "Or maybe some blind idiot decides to pick a fight with you..."
"In short, there is a chance you'll have to fight—at the very least, situations where you need to defend yourselves may arise. At present, you are important strategic resources of the country. Even if you commit a crime, the National Security Bureau will take custody of you for trial." You Jilong glanced at them. "That said, you still have to obey the law."
"If you're sentenced to death, officially, they'll say you've been sent to eat a bullet. But... you're important strategic resources of the country, so naturally, it'd be a waste for you to die so easily..."
Ren Suo shuddered and glanced at Qiao Muyi. Her expression did not look very pleasant