Special forces soldier demobilization: Starting from the county government compound, a meteoric rise

Inside the red walls of the capital city.

It was a quiet, still night, with only the faint sound of autumn leaves falling to the ground. But in this heavily guarded courtyard, accessible only to the highest military officials, a muffled, deafening explosion erupted, like a massive bomb being dropped into a deep pool.

"Bang--!!!"

The desk, crafted from the finest agarwood, cracked under the force of that single slap. The teacup, pen, and stack of top-secret documents on the desk were sent flying high into the air before scattering across the floor.

Lin Zhentian, gripping the armrests of his wheelchair, stood up shakily. His hands, which had once been frostbitten in the snowstorms of the northern frontier and had once swept through thousands of troops with a command sword, were now convulsing violently from extreme anger.

"Traitor to the nation! Traitor to the nation!"

The old general's roar pierced through the heavy window frames, making the ancient locust tree in the courtyard rustle.

The guard Xiao Wang, standing at the door, jumped in fright and rushed in. He had followed the old marshal for many years, and even during the most critical moments on the border, he had never seen this pillar of strength lose control like this.

"Old Chief, please take care of yourself!" Xiao Wang rushed over to help Old Lin.

"Get out of here!"

Old Lin waved his hand with astonishing force. He pointed to the bloodstained photos on the ground, to the shocking names on each page, his eyes reddening as if they were about to bleed.

"Look! Open your eyes and look!"

"This is from the Liu family...it's that kid who dared to sleep at the shooting range at three years old and received three first-class merit awards by the age of twenty!"

"In Jiangnan Province, right under our noses, someone actually dared to use an RPG to kill a prospective national-level cadre! Someone actually dared to bury over a hundred miners alive underground for ten years!"

Old Lin suddenly turned his head, staring at the yellowed battle map on the wall. His breathing became extremely heavy, and his chest heaved violently.

"That was Liu Jianguo's life... That was something Jianguo bought with his life."

The old man seemed to recall some extremely painful memory, and a trace of cloudy tears welled up in the corner of his eyes.

"I promised my old friend I would protect his grandson. But I never imagined these bastards would become so arrogant! Do they even respect the Party? Do they even respect the law?"

"Connect the phone to me!" Old Lin suddenly roared, his voice hoarse like a worn-out gear.

"Where to connect?" Xiao Wang asked in a trembling voice.

"Jiangnan Province! Chu Tiankuo! I want to ask him personally, is his surname Chu or Luo, the provincial party secretary?"

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The Provincial Party Committee Building in Jiangnan, the Secretary's Office.

Chu Tiankuo was sitting behind his desk, frowning at an urgent internal report in front of him.

The explosion on the overpass has alarmed the central government. Although he has ordered a thorough investigation, that old fox Luo Binwang has too deep roots in the province, and the feedback from various departments is all roundabout and evasive.

"Ring ring—!"

A red, secure telephone without a dial pad on the desk suddenly rang sharply.

Chu Tiankuo's heart skipped a beat.

This phone hasn't rung in six months.

He took a deep breath, his hand trembling as he answered the phone, his tone extremely respectful: "Hello, this is Chu Tiankuo."

At first, there was a deathly silence on the other end of the phone.

The heavy, rapid breathing, transmitted through the electric current, made Chu Tiankuo feel as if he were being watched by an ancient behemoth.

"Chu Tiankuo, if you're tired of being the Party Secretary, then get out of here and go sweep the streets!"

Old Lin's first words caused Chu Tiankuo to break out in a cold sweat that instantly soaked through his shirt.

"Mr. Lin... Mr. Lin? Please, please let me explain..."

"Explanation my ass!"

Old Lin's voice boomed through the microphone, making Chu Tiankuo's ears ring.

"I'm asking you, where is Liu Ming now?"

"He's...he's on his way back to the provincial capital from Ningzhou. I just sent comrades from the Provincial Public Security Bureau to meet him..." Chu Tiankuo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"A backup?" Old Lin laughed angrily. "Are you sending someone to provide backup, or to collect his body?"

"Let me tell you, Chu Tiankuo, I've already read what Liu Ming just sent back. Your Jiangnan Province's Political and Legal Affairs Commission is riddled with holes! Your Development and Reform Commission is a quagmire!"

"Luo Binwang hid billions of dollars worth of illicit funds in his house, and buried more than a hundred innocent souls underground. And you, the person in charge, are telling me it's 'under investigation'?"

Chu Tiankuo felt dizzy. Although he knew Luo Binwang was not clean, he never expected the truth to be so shocking!

"Mr. Lin... I... I am indeed derelict in my duty, I will definitely..."

Listen carefully.

Old Lin's voice suddenly became extremely calm, so calm that Chu Tiankuo felt a chill run down his spine.

"Liu Ming is a hero of the Republic. Those four First-Class Merit Medals on his chest were earned with his blood! He is Liu Jianguo's only son, and also my handpicked successor, Lin Zhentian!"

"From this moment on, if he sheds another hair on the head in Jiangnan Province, I don't care what provincial party secretary you are, I'll send you to Qincheng Prison along with Luo Binwang!"

"I'm giving you only one privilege: to use all the armed forces at your disposal, including the armed police and the garrison. Even if you have to turn the provincial capital upside down, you must protect that child!"

"My guards are already on their way. If you can't even guarantee Liu Ming's safety before they arrive, you might as well kill yourself!"

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The phone was abruptly disconnected.

Chu Tiankuo held the microphone, standing frozen in place, like a petrified sculpture.

His back was completely soaked, and his face was as pale as a dead man.

Elder Lin's guard regiment... is already on its way.

What does this mean?

This means that the central government no longer trusts Jiangnan Province's conventional security system! This means that this storm of anti-corruption and revenge has evolved into a top-level military protection operation!

"They've gone mad...they've all gone mad..."

Chu Tiankuo muttered to himself, then suddenly snapped back to reality and roared at the door, "Secretary! Come in here!"

The door was suddenly pushed open.

"Pass on my orders!"

Chu Tiankuo's voice became shrill due to extreme tension.

"First, immediately contact the commander of the Jiangnan Provincial Military Region and request the deployment of a special mobile brigade to blockade all road sections where the Provincial Development and Reform Commission and Comrade Liu Ming are located!"

"Secondly, the entire anti-terrorism task force of the Provincial Public Security Department is to have all their leave canceled! Surround Liu Ming's office and residence like an iron barrel! Even if a fly flies in, we must find out whether it's male or female!"

"Third, notify all media outlets in the province to block all details regarding the overpass explosion. Anyone who dares to leak information will be immediately dismissed!"

As he gave the order, he grabbed his coat and strode outside.

"Let's go! To the scene! I'll personally pick up Liu Ming!"

At this moment, Chu Tiankuo had only one thought in his mind: to protect Liu Ming.

It wasn't just due to the pressure from Mr. Lin.

More importantly, he heard a truth from Old Lin's few words that was enough to reshape his worldview.

Liu Ming held evidence that could lead to the execution of Luo Binwang's entire family.

This evidence will be Chu Tiankuo's only chance to cleanse Jiangnan and make a name for himself in history!

That night, the night sky over Jiangnan Province was pierced by countless police lights.

The roar of helicopters circled over the provincial capital.

An unprecedented protection and crackdown operation, codenamed "Thunder," has suddenly and forcefully arrived.

Chu Tiankuo sat in the bulletproof Hongqi car, his palms sweating profusely.

He watched the armored vehicles speeding past outside the window, silently praying: Liu Ming, please don't let anything happen to you.

If anything happens to you, my head might really have to be moved.