3-33 First-class combat hero who was expelled from the military
Something unexpected happened. The excavator stopped again. The guys in the company also looked back at Mr. Hu and his seventh brother, Mr. Hu, and asked in confusion: "How come an old revolutionist comes out and has so many signs?"
How are you doing?"
Lao Qi suddenly thought about it and said: "This old guy must have no background. What if the old revolutionary had already lived in a rest house, and he could still be here repairing his car? Maybe he bought the fake military medal from some flower and bird market.
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Mr. Hu nodded and said, "If it makes sense, why don't you get him away from me!"
It was about to get serious. The staff of the Law Enforcement Bureau tacitly stopped filming and walked aside, muttering. Their opinions were the same as Lao Qi's, and they concluded that this old man had no background. Who is he now?
You still do this, let alone the bad signs you have put up. Even if it is a genuine martyrs cemetery, as long as it hinders urban planning and development, it should be done.
Several gangsters from the Anju Company came up to them and smiled playfully, gearing up to fight. It is true that there are no good people in the ** team, but no one with a conscience can do this kind of work. These are all elite members of the ** team, let alone
They have done things like beating old people and then losing their conscience. Not only do they not have any psychological burden, they often brag about it afterwards.
The old man in front of him was defenseless and in his old age. It seemed that a gust of wind could blow him down. Even though he was standing upright, he could no longer hold up. Four people surrounded him on two sides and tried to carry the old man away to open a passage for the excavator.
A strange thing happened. The four guys fell down without even getting close to Uncle Guo. The ground was covered with melted snow and mud, and they were completely covered in darkness.
The four guys were all wearing thick clothes in winter. Although they fell badly, they got up without any injuries and shouted: "This old guy knows kung fu, let's do it together!"
Why are there so many strong men bullying an old man? The onlookers couldn't stand it anymore. Some people took out their mobile phones to take pictures, some shouted to stop this evil behavior, and some middle-aged and elderly gay men rushed to help, but they were killed by women at home.
The man who held on to his son has already been arrested. If the man is arrested again, the family will collapse.
Even a tiger with two fists cannot defeat a group of wolves with four hands. Uncle Guo is already over sixty years old. Even though he was a trainer when he was young, after all, he is now old and his body is not as strong as before. Eight strong men did not need any tricks to pounce on him and suppress him.
Uncle Guo clung to his hands and feet and struggled desperately, but to no avail he could only let out an angry roar from his throat.
Perhaps this was the sound the King of Beasts made when he was surrounded and killed by a pack of wolves.
The residents couldn't bear to watch anymore and turned their heads. Some even shed tears quietly. The staff of the law enforcement bureau were talking relaxedly, holding cigarettes in their mouths and pointing at this kind of scene. They were already used to it, and they had to discuss how to deal with it.
The company's skills in this kind of thing are far worse than theirs.
Lao Qi brought a few people over and used iron bars and pickaxes to smash the valve cores, small screws, old chains, springs, etc. in the wooden box all over Uncle Guo's car repair shop. Lao Qi took the tool box from the bottom
I pulled out a small wooden box and opened it to see a stack of small red notebooks, some of which were certificates and the like.
Lao Qi smiled contemptuously and threw his hand into the air. The cold wind swept over the certificates that Uncle Guo had carefully preserved for many years. The certificates scattered with the wind and fell on the roof in the mud and snow...
The howling cold wind seemed to be choking or crying.
Master Hu looked at the gold Rolex on his wrist impatiently and shouted: "Old Qi, please do whatever you need to do quickly."
Lao Qi smiled and was about to speak when suddenly a roar came from him: "Fuck me, stop it!"
Hearing his voice before seeing him, everyone turned their heads and looked over. They heard a dense set of footsteps at the corner, and then saw a group of young men wearing parka-style short coats. One of them was Liu Ziguang.
Liu Ziguang pointed there and yelled: "Let go!"
Several staff members were frightened by his majesty and let go of Uncle Guo, taking two steps back. There were too many people on the other side, ranging from 100 to 80. Although they didn't have any weapons in their hands, all the young men in their twenties glared at you.
This kind of pressure is not small.
Mr. Hu was so stunned that he even forgot to light the Sanwu in his mouth because he seemed to have seen this guy somewhere.
With a whoosh, Lao Qi ran up to Mr. Hu's back and pointed at Liu Ziguang and said, "The real master is here. He is Liu Ziguang. Those little guys in Gao Tupo are all fooling around with him."
Mr. Hu nodded and said, "It's okay to make a big fuss before Yang Zi comes forward to arrest people." After saying that, he walked over with a arrogant look.
"Boy, why do you look familiar to me?" Master Hu walked up to Liu Ziguang and asked.
"Really? Maybe I've beaten you before." Liu Ziguang said with a sneer.
A few words to wake up the man in the dream, Mr. Tiger, finally woke up. Eight years ago, this boy was setting up a stall in the night market to sell sausages. He stabbed himself with a knife because he drank too much and refused to pay. If it weren’t for the fat on his belly.
I'm afraid it's already the eighth anniversary.
"I remembered that I saw you in the night market eight years ago." Mr. Hu smiled ferociously. The hatred was finally avenged. However, looking at the other party's style, he seemed to be doing well. Liu Ziguang waved his hand and hundreds of people were behind him.
A security guard came around without hitting or quarreling. He just pushed the people from the ** company away indifferently.
"You dare to touch me? Just try to touch me." Lao Qi's subordinates screamed fiercely, but they were pushed aside mercilessly.
The people from the **Law Enforcement Bureau immediately turned on the DVD and started filming to capture the scene of violent resistance to **. But what disappointed them was that the other party was very smart and didn't even try to fight with you. Anyway, there were so many people and they could squeeze you away.
If it were Brother Hu from eight years ago, he might have taken out the knife, but now Brother Hu is a well-informed and experienced ** Hu. He can see the opponent's methods at a glance, so it is impossible to stir up trouble and force demolition.
It's no good that a good man won't suffer the consequences before him, and there are plenty of tricks to deal with you.
Mr. Hu threw Sanwu, who had just taken a few puffs, onto the snow and stepped on it a few times with his foot. He glared at Liu Ziguang as if to imprint him in his mind.
"Let's go!" Mr. Hu waved his hand. A group of people from the company put away their tools and left cursing. The people from the Law Enforcement Bureau also followed suit and withdrew the small excavator, which also rumbled backwards and drove away.
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All the documents and certificates that had been blown away by the wind were picked up and handed over to Liu Ziguang. He did not look at them carefully, but just glanced at them. They were roughly the words of first-class combat heroes. It was strange that there was no foreign war during the issuing period.
In the 1960s and 1970s, the words on several certificates were not Chinese characters but convoluted foreign letters, which Liu Ziguang did not even recognize.
Liu Ziguang put these certificates in a small wooden box and walked to Uncle Guo and handed them over solemnly. Uncle Guo took the box and wiped it with care. Suddenly he threw it away and lamented: "What's the use of these?"
Liu Ziguang said: "Uncle Guo, you are also an old fighting hero. You can ask your original troops to solve the difficulties."
Uncle Guo took out his cigarette, lit it and said calmly: "I have been expelled from the military a long time ago. I have no army."
There was a moment of silence, and no one could have imagined that the old man who had been living silently in the alley and helping them repair their bicycles and electric scooters every day, inflating and repairing tires, turned out to be a war hero with outstanding merits. The flag of the Republic must have shed his blood.
But it was full of drama, or rather tragedy, that this old soldier had already been expelled from the military.
There was an uncomfortable silence for a long time, and Liu Ziguang was speechless. A chubby puppy crawled out from the corner and clumsily walked to Uncle Guo, sticking out its tongue and licking his hand. This was the loving **** of Uncle Guo, the orphan of Xiaosi. The puppy's head said to Liu Ziguang: "If you don't care about the child, just tear it apart. I finally understand that the world has changed."
Liu Ziguang helped the old man up and said, "Don't live here anymore when the weather gets cold. I'll arrange a place for you later. You can move over here first. I'll send someone to guard it for you. Don't worry. They won't dare to tear it down while I'm here."
Uncle Guo shook his head: "I'm old and don't want to move anymore."
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An hour later, Jiang Xueqing walked in from a cafe in the city center wearing a hat and sunglasses, sat down in front of Liu Ziguang, quickly ordered a cup of Blue Mountain, and asked in a low voice: "Why are you so urgent to see me?"
Liu Ziguang took out an SD card and said: "This is the video of Anju Company demolishing our high slope this morning. They actually beat an old man in his sixties, and this old man is also a combat hero with outstanding merits. I want to provide this content to You do the show.”
Jiang Xueqing took the SD card and played with it for a long time without saying anything. Suddenly she raised her head and stared into Liu Ziguang's eyes and asked, "Liu Ziguang, do you trust me?"
Liu Ziguang was stunned for a moment and then said firmly: "I trust you!"
Jiang Xueqing said: "Put aside the relationship between us and let me just talk about it. The clue you provided is not news at all because it has no news value. This kind of thing happens all the time in our Jiangbei City. Our station has received the news in the past few days." There are dozens of cellphone footages.”
Jiang Xueqing paused and took a sip of coffee and then said: "This is not news, this is normal life, do you understand?"
Liu Ziguang said calmly: "So you are not willing to help?"
Jiang Xueqing said: "I really can't help you. It's very stuck during this period. Negative events related to the renovation of the old city are not allowed to be reported. Even if I want to help you direct the news, I can't get through there. But I have a way to help you."
Liu Ziguang asked: "What?"
"Don't ask, I will definitely take care of it." Jiang Xueqing said and put the SD card into her bag.
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In fact, there was not just one person filming at that time, but at least a dozen mobile phones. The video of the filming scene was inevitably posted on the Internet, causing an uproar that night.
Relevant departments in Jiangbei City responded quickly and retrieved information from the Civil Affairs Bureau to prove that the old man named Guo Yuanchao was not a veteran fighting hero at all, but an ordinary retired worker from Chenguang Machinery Factory.
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The fish pond and vegetable patch at the entrance of a small single-family villa in an unlisted compound on the outskirts of the provincial capital are completely incompatible with the style of the villa. A small military Audi A8 was parked quietly in the garage. Two men in military uniforms The orderly was cleaning the car with a chamois leather.
The sound of "pop" was the sound of the tea cup falling to the ground, followed by a powerful voice like thunder: "Playing the piano and making nonsense! I'll kill them for being such a bastard!"
The two orderlies looked at each other and smiled: "I wonder which unlucky guy has made Chang angry again."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was kicked open with a bang. His tall and burly body was covered with silver stars. The old man put on his military hat and shouted: "Xiao Li, get out of the car and go to the military district headquarters!"