"Damn!"
Brother Tyrant and his group ran out of the small shop, their hearts still pounding: "Are these demolition people all so fierce? They even managed to get guns?"
He fished out the pistol he had picked up from his pocket and clicked his tongue: "A Type 92, truly a fine piece."
A subordinate said, "Brother Tyrant, let's get Brother Hao to the hospital first; he's been shot."
Brother Tyrant glanced at Haohao, noticing that he'd been shot in the shoulder, not a critical area, but it was still bleeding.
"You guys take him to the hospital."
He got into the car and called Director Yan.
"Director Yan, I need you to bring so people over here."
Director Yan was on his second round with Ji Lin, currently at a club, having just ordered a few won.
Upon receiving the call, he said, "Just call Lao Liu directly; I've already spoken to him."
Brother Tyrant replied, "Director Yan, why don't you co over yourself?"
"Why? Has the situation gotten worse?"
"The old man had a gun hidden in his house!"
"What?" Director Yan suddenly beca alert: "A gun?"
"Yes."
"A real gun?"
"Absolutely certain, a Type 92 pistol, and I took it from him. One of my n was even shot!"
"Where are you now?"
"Just outside Fengn Building."
"Alright, wait there."
Ending the call, Director Yan was thrilled.
The old man really has so skills, managing to get a gun!
He was just about to share the news with Ji Lin but then reconsidered, wondering if this was a good opportunity to hand over to them.
Involving firearms is always a major case, and with this achievent, he'd be in line for promotion.
He hesitated for two seconds before making a decision.
In the governnt, connections are more important than credits.
With connections, one can have a smooth career.
He sat down next to Ji Lin: "Mr. Ji, there's an issue."
He briefly explained the situation and then proposed that Ji Lin and Li Qingtang go over there.
In this way, the credit would be theirs.
Ji Lin was quite surprised: "Are you sure it's real guns?"
"I am sure! Xiao Ba seized the gun, and the other party fired and wounded soone."
"Mr. Ji and Mr. Li, go ahead and say it was you who called the police."
This was indeed a good suggestion, and Ji Lin was tempted.
He called Li Qingtang over and explained.
Li Qingtang was also interested; his Deputy Governor father always said he was inept, so this ti, he wanted to make his father look at him differently!
"What are we waiting for? Let's go!"
Li Qingtang eagerly walked out, Ji Lin patted Director Yan's shoulder: "Director Yan, thank you this ti."
Director Yan was flattered: "Mr. Ji, it's my pleasure to help you solve problems."
Ji Lin smiled, knowing what Director Yan was thinking.
He quite liked such smart people and didn't mind helping him later on.
...
Song Guanchao parked the car, got out, and headed toward the small shop.
The small shop's door was slightly ajar, with candlelight flickering and voices inside.
He walked over and pulled the door open, finding quite a few people inside.
The guard, Xiao He, was on edge; hearing the door open, he abruptly stood up, instinctively reaching for a gun, only to rember it was lost.
"Who are you!" Xiao He said, clenching his fists warily.
Song Guanchao glanced at the young man with curiosity, then looked at Zhong Aimin: "Uncle, is this your friend?"
Chen Songbai patted Xiao He's shoulder: "Relax, sit down."
Song Guanchao entered, noticing a pot on a small stove, and they were eating.
The small space was filled with a spicy aroma.
Zhong Aimin introduced: "This is Xiao Song, staying with ."
"Xiao Song, have you eaten? If not, co have so."
"I've eaten."
Song Guanchao noticed that this young man called Xiao He seed to have been beaten, with fresh shoe prints on him.
Did sothing just happen here?
"Uncle, let's eat sowhere else. After eating, sleep at mine. Let's leave the store empty for now." He sat down and said.
Zhong Aimin laughed: "What, afraid I'll be retaliated against?"
Song Guanchao nodded, not hiding his concern: "The demolition team will co to trouble you, you're getting on in years, best not to get involved."
Zhong Aimin shook his head and didn't respond, handing him chopsticks: "Have so."
Song Guanchao sighed, knowing the old man's stubbornness, advising might not work.
...
Lingjiang Military District Guard Command duty room.
A few duty officers smoked and chatted, passing the long night.
In this era of peace, the military duty system was almost becoming a formality; everyone knew that no major military incident was likely to occur.
Over ti, there was more or less so complacency.
But no matter how lazy, duty was still duty.
After all, nothing happening was fine, but once sothing did, it would be straight to the bottom, even to court.
Ring ring!
Suddenly, an urgent phone ringing cut the air.
The duty officer turned his head, his previously tired eyes widening upon seeing the red phone ringing.
The red phone was the highest-level confidential internal line, only for urgent military affairs; if it rang, it was definitely sothing big!
The duty officer rushed over, grabbing the receiver loudly: "This is the Guard Command duty room!"
The voice on the other end was even louder: "This is the Wu City Military District Command, Commander Chen Songbai was attacked in Lingjiang City, order your unit to assist urgently, location is..."
"Damn!"
The officer was stunned at that mont.
The first thought in his head was, is this so kind of prank?
But then he quickly realized.
This was an enciphered internal line, who would dare joke about their political future?
After a pause for two seconds, the officer imdiately replied: "Received!"
He was just about to report to his superiors when the red encrypted phone rang again.
Hearing the phone ring again, the duty officer felt a deathly tension.
"Hello..."
"This is Jiangnan Military Region Command, Admiral Pei Rongguang was attacked in Lingjiang City..."
The officer's brain went blank.
"Damn, what the hell is going on?"
Both the Commander of Wu City Military District and the Admiral of Jiangnan Military Region.
Either of these two individuals could command an entire region; why would they be in Lingjiang?
Moreover, why were they attacked in Lingjiang?
Is this small place Lingjiang going to war?
With trembling hands, he put down the receiver and imdiately reported upwards, any trace of sleepiness long gone.
In less than five minutes, the entire military district was abuzz, with all resting soldiers springing out of bed reflexively upon hearing the alarms.
They swiftly dressed with practiced speed from training.
As they assembled, the highest-ranking officer and political commissar of the current military district sternly said: "Everyone, line up to get your guns!"
The officer in charge of arms, through a three-step process, opened the armory.
When the soldiers received their weapons and ammunition, they realized this was no drill!
Several military-green-painted armored vehicles and tracked armored personnel carriers approached, with the commanding Colonel shouting and gesturing vigorously: "Get in, get in, hurry up and get in!"
After the last soldier boarded, the engines roared to life, rushing out of the military district.
In the night, Lingjiang's wide six-lane road was occupied by military vehicles with military plates, speeding over 100 km/h toward Fengn Building.
Just ten minutes after their departure, two military helicopters took off from the military district, slicing through the air with their rotors, diving toward Fengn Building.
That night, the leaders of the Lingjiang Military District couldn't sleep.
Similarly, neither could the Standing Committee mbers of Nanjiang Province.
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