At Hucha Beiguan, fifty fires rushed into the door, and the deputy director was stunned.

After struggling for a while, who knows whether these soldiers dare to hold a fire?

If you don’t fight, will you still have face? How can you complete the task given by the superiors to refuse Fang’s entry into the city?

In a dilemma, how should I choose without time to think?

The troops quickly gave the answer. After ordering the soldiers of the first company to set up 40 fires, the commander immediately shouted: "Everyone has it, the Superintendent of the Ximeng District, please enter the pass."

"Weng Weng!"

For a moment, the motor sounded on the road, and more than a dozen pickup trucks ignored hundreds of police officers from the other side and charged forward together.

The car speed is not fast, but the attitude of rushing to the front is very firm. With the momentum of the blocker being crushed directly, he knocked open the gate railings and scattered the crowd.

"Don't move, don't move!"

"Don't move!"

The pickup truck drove into the city, and a battalion of soldiers charged together, driving more than 100 police officers from the other side to both sides of the road with guns.

The commander glanced at the deputy director coldly, pulled the door into the car, and truthfully reported the situation to the General Staff Department with a military intercom: "We have successfully entered the city and are rushing to the designated location."

"Is there a great resistance?" asked the Chief of Staff.

"Some resistance, but it was broken and there was no fire."

"Note three points: First, keep discipline, don't make noise, don't honk, all convoys must keep low speed in residential areas, and don't alarm the people; Second, use the Superintendent of Ximeng District as the axis and radiate two kilometers outwards, blocking all the main roads. If a reporter comes, don't communicate with them, just say that they will carry out military tasks; Third, if someone in the Superintendent resists with a gun, the range of fire must be controlled within these two kilometers, and he will be crippled within one minute." The Chief of Staff ordered in a very serious tone.

"Yes, sir!" After the commander received the accurate order, he immediately shouted.

...

Twenty minutes later, three regiments of thousands of troops drove straight into the Ximeng District. Immediately after the troops were dispersed, one and a half regiment controlled the periphery and blocked all the main roads two kilometers outside the Superintendent of the Ximeng District. The remaining one and a half regiment spread out their troops and aimed dozens of mortars and vehicle-mounted howitzers at the Superintendent of the Ximeng District.

In the Superintendent of Ximeng District, the director was completely unable to control the situation. He just stood by the desk, held the phone tremblingly and said, "Yes, the troops have arrived and the cannons are all on the way. I guess they really want to fight."

"They dare not fight." The top leader of the Hucha General Police Station frowned and said, "If you fight, you are intentionally provoking a civil war. They dare not recite this title. Now they are scaring."

"Leader, it's hard to say. They have controlled the streets outside the Superintendent." The director was a member of the bureau and said with a better understanding of the situation: "I think things have been out of control, so I'd better call the General Administration..."

"I'll communicate with the General Administration again, wait for my news." The top leader of the police station stared at his eyes and said, "Remember, there is no order above, don't compromise. Because you represent the police system, this matter is no longer a simple issue of Gu Yan killing or not, but the beginning of the above."

"Okay, okay, I understand!" The director nodded repeatedly.

...

In Yanbei, in the office building of the State Administration of Government Affairs, one of the highest administrative agencies in the eight districts, the second-in-command of the district stood at the window and pondered for a while before whispering: "Notify the capital's garrison brigade to enter combat readiness, notify the Propaganda Department to issue a plan within one hour and write a copy within three hours, and prepare to report the mutiny of the War Zone I troops."

In the hall, dozens of senior officials stood neatly in the central position. One of them looked up and said, "General, have we called the Asian League to explain the cause of the mutiny in the first war zone and ask them to support me? Lao Gu's current affairs are definitely not recognized by the Asian League."

"Old Gu was holding a kitchen knife in his hand and pretending to be a hooligan there." The chief waved his hand: "It's not that far. He wanted to brighten the cards in his hand, but he would never dare to move first. We gestured with him."

"General Director, call from District 9 to inquire about the situation in Yanbei."

"The Chief General, the General Administration of the Seventh District Government Bureau called to ask if we need military assistance..."

"Thank you what you should thank, and reply you should reply." The chief said lightly with his hands behind his back: "Let's be relaxed, don't make you nervous."

"clear!"

"clear!"

The two executives nodded and walked out the door.

The chief general walked back and forth a few steps in the house and ordered again: "Pull out the two brigades in the Second World War Zone and go back to Yanbei for a walk. At the same time, he called Lin Yaozong and I want to talk to him."

...

After the Ximeng District Superintendent, one and a half regiment entered the attack position, the commander rushed into the Superintendent with a battalion soldiers.

"Hulala!"

Four or five hundred police officers on duty rushed out with live ammunition, holding their own steps and rpg launchers, nervously facing these soldiers.

"Mom, get out of here!" the commander roared with cold eyes.

Everyone did not move.

"You are too arrogant, this is from the police system..." A leading captain-level police officer was about to push forward when he led the team.

"Rampant? I'll let you know what rampant is!" The commander pulled out his gun and raised his arm.

"Kang Kang Kang Kang!"

Three gunshots, the opponent's bulletproof vest was penetrated, and blood was scattered in his chest, and he lay directly on the ground.

All four or five hundred police officers were stunned because most of them thought that the troops would definitely not dare to hold a fire.

upstairs.

The director stood at the window, listening to the sound of gunfire, and was stunned for a moment: "What... is the fucking fire?!"

"What I received was an attack order," the commander stood in the compound, pointed to the ground and shouted: "Betting if I dare to shoot? I am a soldier, guess if I dare?!"

"Open insurance and push forward, and the blocker will be killed directly." The adjutant waved his hand and shouted.

"Hulala!"

All soldiers from a battalion pressed forward, and their formation was neatly arranged like tofu pieces.

...

Indoor of the Third Field Army in the War Zone.

Uncle Gu was smoking a cigarette and sat next to the battle map, frowning.

"Hucha opened fire." The adjutant ran over and reminded him.

Uncle Gu Er's nose sprayed two smokes, and he nodded slightly.

Next to the long and narrow conference table, the Chief of Staff alone had to deal with the constant ringing of five or six departments, and his head was filled with sweat.

"Okay, I know. In two minutes, I'll give you news." The Chief of Staff hung up a landline and turned around and said, "The garrison has moved."

Uncle Gu stood up, pondered for a few seconds and said, "Receive me the call from the garrison brigade commander."

"Yes!" the communications soldier immediately shouted.

"Their two brigades in the Second World War Zone were also moving and were heading to Yanbei to defend." The Chief of Staff looked down at the main incident recorded by his deputy, and added again: "Also, the Chief General called Lin Yaozong and may meet."

"He is betting that we dare not fight." Uncle Gu lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

"Captain, the phone number of the garrison brigade is connected." The communications soldier shouted.

Uncle Gu's face remained silent and reached out to answer the phone: "Old Huang, what does it mean? I'll make a fuss, and you won't give me a face?!"

...

On the road to be planned.

Qin Yu, Erzhu, Cha Meng and Xiaobai, after spending money to get a car in the living village, he rushed to the direction of the Zhu family ranch.
Chapter completed!