In the name of supernatural powers

Chapter 62 Arrangement
Lin Zhiyan asked, "What's the maximum number of people you can bring into the city?"

“Four companies.” Lu Zhao thought for a moment and then added, “At least one company, which is the group of squads you saw at the outpost.”

Lin Zhiyan asked in surprise, "Aren't you and Captain Zhang sworn brothers?"

Lu Zhao said, "He is not me, and he is not a company commander of all companies."

Power is a tightly sealed machine; once a vacancy is created, someone will automatically take its place, but this is limited to power itself.

Those who possess power are proactive.

Lu Zhao trusted Zhang Like, but he didn't trust the people under Zhang Like.

Since Wang Tong, and the city's executives behind him, can win him over, they can naturally win over others as well.

Throughout history, there have been so many traitors and opportunists; in modern times, there will only be more.

Only what you can control yourself counts.

Lin Zhiyan calculated that a company of 120 people should be able to suppress the Kabukicho district.

After all, it's not a real war; we just need to control the situation.

Lin Zhiyan escorted Lu Zhao back to the Special Operations Response Team's base.

He got out of the car and went inside. A squad of soldiers from the border station had already gathered around the military vehicle, chatting and joking.

As Lu Zhao approached, everyone's eyes immediately turned to him.

"gather."

With just two short words, everyone quickly lined up.

Lu Zhao noticed that Liao Lang, the team leader, was missing and asked, "Where is Company Commander Liao?"

"Sir, Company Commander Liao just left with Colonel Wang."

A soldier answered, and Lu Zhao turned his gaze to the Special Counter-Strike Force building, his eyes dark with thought.

They acted faster and more blatantly than I expected.

He then felt relieved.

There aren't that many things in the world that can be kept secret; the more steps involved, the easier it is to fail. Besides, if the city's officials are taking action, why would they need to worry about someone as lowly as a captain like me?
Just like today's false report, as long as it distracts the task force, that's enough. No matter how crude it is, they have to make the trip.

This is momentum.

After waiting for about five minutes, Liao Lang appeared at the entrance of the administration building.

Seeing that the queue was already lined up, he hurriedly ran over, stood at attention and saluted in front of Lu Zhao.

Through visualization, Lu Zhao sensed tension emanating from him and felt his heart pounding.

"Get in the vehicle and return to the camp."

Lu Zhao didn't ask any further questions and got into the passenger seat.

As the vehicle left the Special Counter-Strike Team, Lu Zhao didn't ask about what had just happened, as if he hadn't noticed anything.

This relieved Liao Lang. He returned to the camp without explanation and simply disbanded the team in silence.

Lu Zhao did not return to the dormitory, but instead took out his phone and asked Zhang Like to come out for a get-together.

About half an hour later, Zhang Like, dressed in casual clothes, came over and said, "I haven't eaten yet, let's go to a food stall for a meal."

"I just had dinner with Team Leader Lin."

Lu Zhao's answer surprised Zhang Like for a moment, then he said with his blessing: "Thank you, Meimeng. You've really hooked up with her. Damn, this is going to make you rich and famous."

He put his arm around Lu Zhao's shoulder and pressed down on him, raising his fist.

"Confess immediately! How did you, this repressed pervert, manage to hook up with someone from Group Lin?"

"What flirting? It was just a business dinner."

"Pah! You've come all this way for an official dinner, aren't you going to pour some drinks for Team Leader Lin? Are you going back to the hotel with him tonight?"

"I really didn't flirt with her. She came to ask me to dinner. How could I refuse?"

Lu Zhao felt helpless.

Aside from illegal activities, Lu Zhao understood basic social etiquette. He wouldn't act disrespectfully towards someone who invited him to dinner. That wasn't selfless; that was stupid.

After listening to Lu Zhao's account and confirming it several times, Zhang Like felt even more frustrated.

He could only say sourly, "It's good to be handsome. Even after all that, Group Leader Lin is still lenient with you."

He wanted his brother to be good to him, but how could you be so good to him?

Others would love to lick Lin Zhiyan's boots, but you, kid, have repeatedly given them attitude, yet you still managed to get invited to dinner by Lin Zhiyan twice.

This world is too focused on appearance, which saddens a rough man like Lao Zhang.

Lu Zhao didn't want to argue with him. In any case, Old Zhang would just say something sarcastic like, "Being handsome is a good thing."

"I'll treat you to dinner today, okay?"

"You have some conscience."

The two went to a roadside food stall, ordered some dishes and drinks, and began to eat and chat.

Lu Zhao said, "I want to adjust the outpost company and replace my men."

"why?"

Zhang Like chewed on a piece of poached chicken, his speech somewhat mumbled: "Your soldiers were doing a pretty good job, why replace them?"

Lu Zhao took out a small blue book and handed it to Zhang Like, who wiped his clothes on it before picking it up and looking at it, his expression gradually becoming serious.

He put down his chopsticks and said, "Are you desperate? Forging this kind of thing."

As expected, Zhang Like also raised questions.

They're the military; how can they have the authority to freely enter and leave the city?

Border defense companies can carry weapons into and out of the city with this permit without needing to go in for inspection or report. Can they be given this kind of authority?

After Lu Zhao's explanation, Zhang Like reluctantly believed him and sighed, "Decentralizing federal power is not a good thing. The Wude Hall is probably no longer able to control the overall situation and can only delegate power to the various provincial administrations."

Lu Zhao said, "I reckon he'll become a military governor."

"Very vivid."

Zhang Like looked worried.

He is thirty-seven years old this year. He was a college student during the Great Cataclysm and watched helplessly as a peaceful and prosperous world turned into a chaotic one.

Just when we thought things would gradually stabilize, the wheels of time continue to turn.

"What do you want to do? If it's just a blockade, can't you use other companies?"

Assigning which company to be on duty is within his authority, but it's quite complicated to do and requires a reassignment of tasks.

If problems arise due to the rotation of defenders, he will be held responsible.

"When I came back, Liao Lang went to see Wang Tong alone and didn't explain it to me when he came back."

Lu Zhao recounted the events, and Zhang Like frowned.

"It's probably just some minor work-related matter; there's no need to tell you?"

"Hopefully so." Lu Zhao wasn't entirely sure either, "but I hope to replace the person with my platoon to prevent other problems from arising."

Zhang Like nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take care of it when I get back."
-
The next day, the 20th.

Zhang Like changed the rotation company, replacing the reinforced platoon with one from the front line.

This move caused quite a stir within the border station.

Acting station manager Chen Hongtao came specifically to inquire, learned some information from Zhang Like, and immediately stopped asking about it.

He's being transferred next month and doesn't want to get involved in this kind of thing.

On the 21st, Lu Zhao accelerated the arrangements for the flood season, replacing his reinforced platoon members through shift rotations.

After a week of this process, the reinforced drainage system was finally pulled out without affecting flood control.

(End of this chapter)