An Zecheng gently asked: "Go and take a rest. When you wake up, everything will be over."
After saying that, Lao An hung up the phone neatly, and Su Tianyu sat on the chair in a daze.
Since his debut, Gou Liuzi has never been so protected except by Lao Li. Everything he has now is basically built by his passion, recklessness, and wisdom.
But this feeling of being "cared for" is quite refreshing.
Su Tianyu sat there, thought for a while, and said to himself: "Okay, just watch the excitement, it's quite good."
After saying that, he got up and left the small room, returned directly to the conference room, and when he entered the room, he told Gu Baishun: "Inform Xin Xiaodong, tell him not to move, don't stretch his neck, and lie down in Haiyan Pit!"
"Okay!" Gu Baishun nodded, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and dialed a number.
…
Five minutes later, Haiyankeng defense zone.
Xin Xiaodong put down the phone and couldn't help but mutter: "I'm still motionless and you won't let me stretch my neck. Doesn't this call me a bastard? Have I offended the leader? Is there any profound meaning in this sentence? Is it talking about me?
Too conservative...!"
Fei Pingsheng, who was on the side, came forward and asked softly: "What are the instructions from above?"
Xin Xiaodong looked a little strange and conveyed the order to everyone.
Soon, the entire Min army was huddled in the defense line, quietly waiting for new orders from the superiors.
…
At twelve o'clock at night, a row of military vehicles drove into the Anshan frontline position.
After a while, Anzecheng, along with the chief of staff and the guard group, walked into the camp.
The tent was full of generals and officers from all levels of the security department, and they were discussing the next tactics around the sand table.
When they saw Anzecheng coming in, all the officers turned around, stood up straight, put their legs in a straight line, and saluted him: "Commander!"
An Zecheng clasped his hands behind his back and nodded lightly at them.
A division commander in charge of frontline command walked over quickly and asked: "Commander, Jiang Yuanzhen has been brought here. Do you think... do you want to meet him now?"
Anzecheng thought for a moment and said softly: "Okay, let's meet."
"Okay." The division commander immediately called the guards and asked them to bring the person.
Anzecheng sat on a chair in the tent, drinking tea and listening to the officers reporting work to him.
After a while, the tent door curtain was opened, and Jiang Yuanzhen was led in by two soldiers.
At this time, Jiang Yuanzhen's military uniform was messy and his body was covered in dust. His hair and face were covered in blood, which had already solidified.
His hands and feet were cuffed, and he looked very embarrassed. He was completely opposite to the majestic Major General Jiang two hours ago, who was shouting that he wanted to enter the safety department.
An Zecheng took a sip of tea, glanced at him, and said softly: "Sit down."
A soldier brought a chair, helped Jiang Yuanzhen sit on it, and took off the handcuffs from his wrists.
Jiang Yuanzhen glanced at Anze City with a cold look. Then he reached for the cigarette case on the table and lit a cigarette himself.
Anzecheng ignored him and drank tea with his legs crossed. The other officers in the room also didn't say anything and just looked at Commander Jiang coldly.
Jiang Yuanzhen took a puff of cigarette, as if he had regained a little strength, pointed at Anze City, sprayed spit foam and cursed: "You're from Male Gobi! You are just a pure villain! Even if you arrest me, I will not accept it."
You! The situation in Dragon City is so complicated just because of you bunch of troublemakers! Sooner or later, you will become the sinners of history!"
Anzecheng looked at him calmly and ignored him at all. As long as he said one more word to this extremely embarrassed Commander Jiang, he would lose.
The division commander next to him couldn't listen anymore. He walked over with a cold expression, pulled out his gun from his waist with a snap, pointed at Jiang Yuanzhen and cursed: "You are a defeated general on horseback, what are you pretending to be here?!
Not convinced? Come on, come out, I’ll practice with Dan!!”
He was about to take action as he said he was responsible, but he saw An Zecheng looking over.
The division commander gritted his teeth, put away his gun, and stepped back, but still looked at Jiang Yuanzhen with cold eyes.
…
At the same time, a row of military vehicles was speeding along the highway. Zhang Xunchen was sitting in the vehicle, looking anxious, and kept urging the driver: "Hurry, drive faster!"
The driver stepped on the accelerator hard, the speedometer kept beating, and the engine made a heavy roar.
Zhang Xunchen took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and asked anxiously: "What's going on over there with the First Army?"
The voice of an intelligence officer came from the phone: "We have just inquired about the news. Jiang Yuan was threatened by Anze City. He is leading his officers to the Anze frontline headquarters. Their entire unit has been threatened by Anze City and people.
The Min army is caught in the middle. If he makes even a slight move, the whole army will definitely be destroyed, and there will be no chance of escape. In addition, his father and his brother are both in their hands, so he has no choice."
Zhang Xunchen frowned and asked, "Do you know the news about Anze City?"
The other party answered: "As for Anze City, it may have arrived at the frontline headquarters."
Zhang Xunchen was very upset when he heard this. He had a vague feeling that Anze City would make a big fuss about this matter after preparing for so long.
Thinking of this, Zhang Xunchen said urgently: "You continue to inquire."
"Yes!" The subordinate hung up the phone.
Zhang Xunchen put down his cell phone and urged the driver again: "Hurry up! In addition, send a car to the front to communicate with the sentries along the way, so as not to hinder our progress!"
"Understood!" The adjutant sitting in the passenger seat took out his walkie-talkie and started shouting, asking other cars to clear the way.
…
At a quarter past twelve at night, on another highway outside Longcheng.
Several military vehicles belonging to the Jiang Clan Military Headquarters drove out from the banks of the Long River and were speeding on the road, rolling up yellow sand behind them and filling the air with smoke.
All the officers directly under Jiang Yuanzhen were sitting in the car, looking gloomy and saying nothing. Among them, Jiang Yuan was sitting in the same car as the old chief of staff.
The two of them didn't look good, especially Jiang Yuan, whose facial muscles twitched from time to time. He rubbed his face vigorously, turned to the driver and asked, "How much longer?"
The driver took a look at the map and said, "Report to the commander-in-chief. It will take about half an hour to reach the Anxi front line."
Jiang Yuan nodded and said nothing.
The old chief of staff on the side looked at him and persuaded him emphatically again: "Xiaoyuan, listen to me, you can't go."
Jiang Yuan's face turned pale and he turned to look at him.
The old chief of staff paused for a moment and said in a deep voice: "If you don't go, we still have a chance. If you go, your father will die."
Jiang Yuan frowned, clenched his fists and said, "If I don't go, you..."
The old chief of staff stretched out his hand and patted his leg gently: "Xiao Yuan, you believe my judgment. Lao An definitely wants to reorganize the First Army. We just need to go. There will definitely be strength in the First District."
To protect our first army, he dare not move in Anze City! If he wants to do it blindly, Lao Tan will not tolerate him, do you understand?"
Jiang Yuan's eyes were gloomy, the knuckles of his fists were clenched white, and he fell silent.
…
At the same time, the garrison headquarters.
Tan Hengqiang walked into his office, reached out and picked up the phone: "Hello, Commander-in-Chief!"
"Hengqiang." The voice of the commander-in-chief of the Chinese Corps in District 1 rang on the phone: "The two divisions outside the line were stopped?"
"Yes, I gave the order." Tan Hengqiang admitted frankly without evading.
"Jiang Yuanzhen had contact with the higher-ups, he...!"
"Commander-in-Chief!! The incident with Jiang Yuanzhen's First Army is a family matter of mine." Tan Hengqiang directly interrupted his immediate superior.
"...Hengqiang, whether it's a family matter or a business matter. People in the system must abide by the rules. If you send reinforcements to a district, it won't affect anything. Why do you need to make the atmosphere so tense?"
"Commander-in-Chief, you have said so, so I will be more direct." Tan Hengqiang responded coldly: "The first district overcame me, contacted Jiang Yuanzhen privately, and opened fire in advance to create a confrontation with the administrative faction! This matter... is no longer a matter of isolation.
The problem with the pot on the table and the kang is that someone pushed my head, Tan Hengqiang, onto the fire."
"You're serious."
"...!" Tan Hengqiang chose to remain silent and did not answer.
"If you give up Lao Jiang and the First Army, then who in the Chinese Corps will dare to work for the higher-ups? Who will dare to work for the Yiyi faction?! This matter is very confrontational. If you don't compromise, it will be very difficult.
It might... cause a war." The commander-in-chief said calmly.
Tan Hengqiang was silent for five seconds, and responded with sonorous words: "If war breaks out, Tan Ziqi will be everywhere in Dragon City!!"