At the garrison headquarters outside the capital of Hanoi, Pu Xingguo changed into his general uniform after eating a sumptuous breakfast in high spirits.
Among all the generals, Pu Xingguo is relatively young. He is wearing a straight military uniform with various military medals hanging on his chest. When he stands in the hall, he looks tall and majestic.
The senior colonel officer from the capital walked up to Pu Xingguo and said softly: "The press conference is about to begin."
"Let's go." Pu Xingguo replied with a smile, and led everyone downstairs together.
In the hall of the headquarters, the press conference site has been arranged. Dozens of media reporters who came from the city have now taken their seats according to their seats.
Pu Xingguo waved his hands to the crowd and stepped onto the stage.
"Wait a minute!" the colonel shouted.
Pu Xingguo looked back at him: "Sir, do you have any other orders?"
The colonel handed over a piece of paper with a subtle movement and said softly: "There is something you should say on it."
"Yes, sir!" Pu Xingguo replied with a sarcastic expression.
The colonel made a gesture of invitation.
Pu Xingguo stepped onto the stage, spread out the paper in an unobtrusive manner, looked at the speech content above, and read it softly in strict accordance with the colonel's wishes: "After careful consideration, I have decided to resign as commander of the garrison with immediate effect.
In the next period of time, I will also seriously think about my mistakes in my work. When I was serving as the commander-in-chief of the garrison... I indulged a certain group of officers many times, which brought a lot of dissatisfaction to the atmosphere of the army.
positive effect……."
At first glance, the content of the speech sounds a bit like an "edict to sin against oneself." Although it does not have particularly sharp rhetoric or political direction, it is not difficult to find out after careful consideration that this manuscript has the meaning of cutting flesh with a soft knife, and it also conveys to the outside world.
A cryptic message.
That is, Pu Xingguo's resignation was not simply a dismissal, but a compulsion to give up power before the start of an internal investigation. Because he mentioned more than once that he had made a lot of mistakes at work.
In fact, when reading this speech, Pu Xingguo had been suppressing the impulse of anger in his heart. He wanted to say a few heartfelt and offensive words to the media below, but when he thought about it carefully,
Who controls these media?
Alas, they will only report the news that the upper management wants to see, so it is useless for Pu Xingguo to shout at his throat here. All the processes are arranged.
The press conference lasted for about half an hour. After the media personnel withdrew, Pu Xingguo was again placed in solitary confinement.
At 9:30 in the morning, the live situation of the press conference had spread to the whole world through the media.
In the headquarters of the Southwest Theater Command in China District, Xiao Qinglong watched the news and intervened: "Is it safe to hand over power?"
Xiang Jingyang picked up the teacup, pondered for a while and then replied: "...I don't think so! If it were to hand over power to save life, the press conference would not be held in such a hurry. It should be to control the situation first and then talk about the problem."
Xiao Qinglong turned to look at Xiang Jingyang: "No way?"
"Let's look back." Xiang Jingyang took a sip of tea, turned around and shouted: "Send the order, notify the first army at the front to prepare to leave."
"Yes!" the adjutant saluted back.
…
12:30 noon.
In the backyard warehouse of the Military Intelligence Supervision Department in Hanoi, Gui Mengjun sat on a chair unconsciously, motionless.
Outside, six military intelligence officers were waiting anxiously.
"I don't understand. Chief Ruan has already left a message. What are we waiting for?" A middle-aged man asked anxiously: "Let's finish it first!"
One of the leading men turned to look at him and asked, "Where did Chief Ruan say he went?"
"He said he was going to the corps headquarters!" the other party replied.
"Are you stupid for riding a horse?!" the leading man replied in his hometown dialect: "Didn't you watch the press conference just now? The big tree above you and me has fallen down, can our Chief Ruan still come back?"
Everyone was silent.
"The problem is that this is the order from the upper level. What if things change...?"
"There's a fart change!" the leading man yelled, "There are already results."
Diagonally opposite, another young man, after a long silence, reminded in a low voice: "Now that the dust has settled, why hasn't Guimeng Army been rescued yet?"
After the words fell, everyone was stunned.
"Have you ever considered the issue that what happened to him was not just because Chief Ruan wanted to touch him, but because someone also wanted to use Chief Ruan's hands to get rid of him?" The young man said very smartly: "If it was from the higher-ups.
If we don’t want him to live, then we didn’t deal with him, but instead flattered him and slapped him on the donkey’s hooves!”
"That makes sense!"
"what to do?!"
"Then let's do it, Mader, do it and give him medicine!"
After everyone discussed it, they immediately returned to the warehouse.
The four of them stretched out their hands to hold down Gui Mengjun, and the two of them took out a medicine bottle and prepared to give Gui Mengjun a shot.
This medicine is imported and injected into the blood vessels. The person will die within a minute, and it will be a cardiac arrest. There are no clues at all.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Gui." The leading man said to Gui Mengjun, and reached out his hand to insert the needle into his blood vessel.
At this moment, Gui Mengjun could realize that the other party was trying to kill him, but he no longer had any strength to struggle. He lowered his head and slowly closed his eyes.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, and eight men rushed in from the door. The leader was wearing a suit and shouted with his hands behind his back: "Let him go!"
Everyone turned around.
The leading man had two IDs: "From the Military Intelligence Headquarters."
"Yes, sir!" The six men stood at attention and saluted.
"Take him away!" the leading man pointed at Guimeng Jun and ordered.
The people at the back stepped forward, unlocked Guimengjun's shackles, and helped him leave the room in a hurry.
The six of them looked at the superior officer helplessly and did not dare to speak.
The leading man looked at them with his hands behind his back, stepped forward, and suddenly whispered: "I gave you one day, and you still can't figure it out?"
Everyone was stunned.
"Where's the brain?" The leading man frowned and said, "The people under Ruan Zhengtan are all trash as expected!"
After saying that, the man turned around and left.
The young man among the six people reacted and immediately raised his hands and shouted: "You can do it now, we can do it right away...!"
"Bang bang bang...!"
A group of soldiers rushed in outside the door and shot six people mercilessly.
The smell of blood filled the room, and six people fell to the ground. At least half of them didn't know how they died.
Gui Mengjun was taken away and sent directly to the hospital for treatment.
…
Around four o'clock in the afternoon.
In the garrison headquarters, there were more than ten core officers above lieutenant colonel, who were secretly escorted to Hanoi.
After everything was settled, the lieutenant colonel officer met Pu Xingguo and said softly to him: "Let's go!"
Pu Xingguo stared deeply at the scenery outside the window, and then followed the others lonelyly and left.?