Hou Liangping arrested a hawkish general, and his father-in-law panicked

Gao Yuliang sat next to him and pushed up his glasses. The lenses reflected the light outside the window, making it difficult to see his eyes.

He unconsciously turned a pen in his hand, which was his habitual action when thinking.

After a long time, Gao Yuliang broke the silence with a voice almost whispering.

"Secretary Ruijin, this Zhou Shoujing... doesn't have good intentions."

Sha Ruijin didn't open his eyes, but only uttered a heavy syllable from his nose: "Hmm."

"Did he receive direct authorization from the Central Military Commission? If so, then the nature of this matter is far more serious than we imagined."

Gao Yuliang's voice was filled with subtle probing. "Handong is now effectively under 'martial law' in disguise."

He said the word "martial control" very lightly, but it struck Sha Ruijin's heart.

Sha Ruijin finally opened his eyes, and the bloodshot in his eyes was clearly visible.

He turned his head to look at the rapidly receding street outside the window, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yuliang, now is not the time to discuss the nature of the matter. The question now is, where is General Zhao? If General Zhao is attacked, can we escape unscathed?"

Every word he said was squeezed out from between his teeth.

Gao Yuliang was silent.

This is the most core and most fatal problem.

A living commander and a dead commander will lead the whole incident to two completely different outcomes.

The former is an earthquake in the officialdom of Handong, and the latter may be a devastating tsunami.

"I've asked Comrade Li Ming and Chief Prosecutor Ji to wait at the Provincial Party Committee."

Gao Yuliang slowed down his speech, as if trying to ease the tension. "And there's Zhao Donglai from the Municipal Bureau. With such a serious incident, their political and legal system cannot escape blame."

Sha Ruijin sneered, his laughter filled with exhaustion and anger. "Undeniable blame? Just one sentence of undeniable blame is enough? A living person, a Lieutenant General at that! He just disappeared from the face of the earth in our provincial capital! This is an international joke!"

Chapter 26 Zhao Yuanchao's Tactical Concept

He slapped his thigh so hard that the driver and secretary in the front seat trembled in fear.

"When we get back later, you'll be the host. I want to hear what kind of explanation these people can give me!"

Gao Yuliang nodded and stopped talking.

He knew that Sha Ruijin was a volcano about to erupt, and the few people waiting in the Provincial Party Committee building would be the first to bear the brunt of the Provincial Party Secretary's wrath. ...

In the brightly lit conference room of the Handong Provincial Party Committee Building, the atmosphere was so depressing that it could be squeezed out of water.

On the huge LCD screen, no documents or reports were played, but an old documentary - "The Battle of Chosin Reservoir" was playing.

In the picture, the volunteer soldiers, wearing thin cotton clothes, charged towards the well-equipped American troops in the severe cold of minus 40 degrees Celsius.

The mixture of explosions, gunshots and passionate music is full of heroic tragedy.

The commentator read in a deep voice: "...The heroic 20th Army, with its iron will, demonstrated national prestige and military spirit on the Korean battlefield..."

Ji Changming, the Chief Prosecutor of the Provincial Procuratorate, He Liming, the Deputy Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission, and Zhao Donglai, the Director of the Jingzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau, sat side by side, none of them interested in watching the epic scene on the screen.

Zhao Donglai's face looked the ugliest, gray and bloodless.

His police uniform seemed to be one size too big, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

He kept looking at his watch and shifting his body restlessly. The leather seat under his butt was covered with spikes.

He Liming kept drinking water, and the teacup in front of him was empty several times.

Every time he picked up the water cup, his hands trembled slightly, so that the lid and the cup body collided, making a series of subtle but clear "click" sounds, which seemed particularly harsh in this silent conference room.

Only Ji Changming seemed calm.

He leaned back in his chair, his hands folded on his abdomen, his eyes half open and half closed, truly enjoying the documentary.

"This 20th Army is truly a heroic unit."

He suddenly spoke, his voice quiet, but it sent shockwaves through the other two. "Back in Korea, we fought tough and fierce battles. Zhao Yuanchao's father was said to be a combat hero in the army during that time."

Zhao Donglai and He Liming looked at each other, not understanding why Old Ji brought this up at this time.

Isn't this just rubbing salt into their wounds?

Zhao Donglai forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, his voice dry: "Yes... yes, Ji Jian, after the hero..."

He couldn't continue, his throat felt tight.

Ji Changming didn't notice his embarrassment and continued to speak to himself, "So, people from this kind of family have very stubborn tempers. They are stubborn and stick to the rules, but they also hate others who don't follow the rules the most."

As soon as he said this, Zhao Donglai and He Liming's faces turned even paler.

They all understood Ji Changming's subtext.

Zhao Yuanchao's disappearance in Jingzhou was, in the eyes of the military, the biggest "breach of rules" in Handong Province.

Just then, a steady and hurried sound of footsteps was heard outside the conference room door.

At this time, Sha Ruijin and Gao Yuliang pushed the door and entered the conference room.

Ji Changming, He Liming, and Zhao Donglai stood up immediately.

The figures of Sha Ruijin and Gao Yuliang, with their icy pressure, squeezed out the already thin air in the conference room.

The door closed behind them with a "click". The sound was not loud, but it made Zhao Donglai and He Liming's hearts skip a beat.

The three men stood stiffly.

Sha Ruijin didn't look at them and walked straight to the main seat, but didn't sit down immediately.

His deep eyes swept across every corner of the conference room, and finally, his gaze fixed on the faces of Ji Changming, He Liming, and Zhao Donglai in turn.

There was no roar or roar in those eyes, only a silent, suffocating scrutiny.

Gao Yuliang stood half a step behind Sha Ruijin, his eyes behind the lenses calm and composed, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Time is frozen.

Zhao Donglai felt that the collar of his police uniform was so tight that he couldn't breathe. The sweat on his forehead gathered into a stream and slid down his temples. It was so itchy, but he didn't even have the courage to raise his hand to wipe it off.

Finally, Sha Ruijin spoke.

His voice was not loud, but every word he said struck everyone's heart.

"Such a serious political incident has occurred in Handong Province. I, and all of you, cannot escape blame."

This sentence instantly broke down He Liming's last psychological defense.

His hand holding the cup of water softened, and the cup fell to the table with a clang. The scalding hot tea spilled out and soaked his trouser legs, but he was completely unaware and just looked at Sha Ruijin with a pale face.

Zhao Donglai's legs went weak and he almost couldn't stand.

Ji Changming closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his expression became even more solemn.

He knew that Sha Ruijin's words were not an opening remark, but a characterization.

Sha Ruijin ignored their reactions. He looked around, and there was no emotion in his tone, but it made the depressing atmosphere even more eerily chilling.

"Before we arrange the investigation, let's look at something first."

As he spoke, he personally picked up the remote control on the table and pressed a button on the huge LCD screen.

The tragic scene of "Changjin Lake" flashed by on the screen, and then switched to a solemn lecture hall scene.

The bright lights, the crimson curtains, and the huge national emblem in the center all demonstrate the extraordinary nature of this place.

A figure dressed in a neat general's uniform was standing behind the podium.

He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, with a stern face and sharp eyes.

That was none other than the focus of their discussion at the moment - Zhao Yuanchao.

The Zhao Yuanchao on the screen is completely different from the "missing" and possibly unexpected person they imagined.

He is not a victim, but a commander who controls the power of thunder and a strategist who plans and plans.

Sha Ruijin did not sit down, but just stood there, looking at Zhao Yuanchao on the screen from a distance.

In the conference room, only Zhao Yuanchao's clear and penetrating voice remained.

"...General Ding Wei's 'Drawing the Sword' spirit was tactical courage. His strategic thinking, especially the concepts he outlined in 'On the Key Points of my country's National Defense,' is the foundation of our nation that we need to delve into today."

The scene changed, and a huge electronic sand table appeared on the screen, with the map of China clearly visible.

"First, the Northeast Strategic Area."

Zhao Yuanchao used the laser pen in his hand to draw a huge red area in the northeast corner of the map, covering the Greater Khingan Range and Changbai Mountains.

"Relying on the mountains, we will construct a 'fortified mountain', integrating the defensive fortifications with the mountain. At the same time, our heavy industrial bases must be relocated inland in batches and in a planned manner. The railway network must be completely transformed. It can no longer meet peacetime transportation standards. It must meet the wartime requirements of a heavy combined army to complete strategic maneuvers within 72 hours!"

His words were powerful and carried an unquestionable authority.

Gao Yuliang subconsciously adjusted his glasses, and his eyes narrowed slightly behind the lenses.

Even as a scholar-official with a theoretical background, he was deeply attracted by this grand and rigorous military concept.

This is no longer a general giving a lecture, but a strategist planning the country's living space for the next hundred years.

Sha Ruijin's face became increasingly gloomy. He looked at the powerful figure on the screen, and the nameless anger in his heart was gradually turning into a biting chill.

Such a person, a general who carried the safety of the entire country's territory on his shoulders, actually disappeared quietly in Handong, in the land under the rule of Sha Ruijin.

This is no longer a dereliction of duty, it is a disgrace.

On the screen, Zhao Yuanchao's laser pointer moved to the vast northwest.

"The northwest is where our strategic depth lies. Here, we must trade space for time."

On the electronic sand table, the Gobi area was instantly covered with dense red dots.

"Large-scale, high-density intelligent minefields, coupled with a vast number of decoy targets and positions, will cost the enemy's mechanized forces every step forward in blood. Our true trump card lies hidden underground."

The screen then switched, showing an animation of a huge and complex fortification deep underground.

Chapter 27 General Zhao Yuanchao, airborne into Handong

"We will make every inch of yellow sand in the northwest a graveyard for invaders."

Zhao Yuanchao's voice was cold and calm, stating a law of physics.