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

This isn't scolding, this is cutting.

It is a complete and merciless abandonment.

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

There was a busy signal on the phone.

Zhong Zhengguo hung up.

The phone slipped from Zhong Xiaoai's weak hands and fell on the cold concrete floor. The screen instantly cracked into a spider web, just like her broken heart at the moment.

She stood blankly outside the gate of Jingzhou Military Region General Hospital. The evening breeze blew her long hair, but it could not blow away the deathly expression on her face.

She knew it was over.

Hou Liangping, it’s over.

She, Zhong Xiaoai, could no longer save Hou Liangping with her own identity, the background of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, and the power of her father.

He became a discarded pawn.

A chess piece abandoned without hesitation by the Zhong family and her father.

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Jingzhou Military Region General Hospital, Surgery Building.

The corridor was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant, mixed with an extremely oppressive and murderous atmosphere.

A group of generals with gold stars on their shoulders were standing against the wall or pacing back and forth, each of them with a layer of frost on their face.

They did not shout loudly, but the silence itself was more oppressive than any roar.

The atmosphere was solemn.

Sha Ruijin and Gao Yuliang stood on the outskirts of the crowd. They were the most powerful officials in this land, but at this moment, in this territory belonging to the military, they felt like two intruders and felt uncomfortable all over.

They could clearly feel the rejection and hostility, like invisible knives stabbing from all directions.

Suddenly, there was a burst of hurried and powerful footsteps coming from the end of the corridor.

"Instructor!"

"The instructor is here!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and all the generals, regardless of their rank, almost subconsciously straightened their backs and looked at the newcomer in unison.

A general wearing a Zhongshan suit, but with a more powerful aura than any other military uniform, strode over.

He was Zhao Mengsheng.

His hair was already half white, but his eyes were still as sharp as an eagle, and every step he took made the floor buzz.

"How's Old Nine?"

Zhao Mengsheng didn't even look at Sha Ruijin and Gao Yuliang. His eyes were directly fixed on Zhou Shoujing, the Chief of Staff of the 20th Army who was coming towards him.

His voice was anxious.

Zhou Shoujing's eyes were red, and he suppressed his grief, his voice choked with sobs: "Commander, he is stable now. He is in the ICU, and the doctor said he is out of danger for the time being."

"temporary?"

Zhao Mengsheng grasped the word keenly, and two flames of rage instantly ignited in his hawk-like eyes.

He turned around suddenly, his eyes like a knife, sweeping across everyone in the corridor, finally stopping at the faces of Sha Ruijin and Gao Yuliang.

"Who did this?!"

He practically roared, his voice echoing throughout the corridor.

"Who hurt Lao Jiu?! Huh?!"

He suddenly turned around and looked at Sha Ruijin and Gao Yuliang with murderous intent.

"Tell me! Who is it?! I'm going to take my troops and drag him to the execution ground and execute him right now!"

The major general's lips trembled and he couldn't speak.

Zhao Mengsheng pushed him away and paced back and forth in the middle of the corridor like an angry lion, his fists clenched and cracking.

"It was a hail of bullets! The Yuehouzi's bullets flew right past his scalp, and he didn't even blink! He was on the damn front line, carrying me for over ten miles along a mountain road, and he got hit by three shrapnel pieces, but he didn't even utter a word!"

His voice grew louder and louder, filled with tears and endless murderous intent.

"Laojiu didn't die on the battlefield, but in peacetime, in your Handong area, he almost lost his life!"

Scenes from decades ago uncontrollably emerged in Zhao Mengsheng's mind.

On the Laoshan front line, in the cat-ear cave, it is humid and stuffy.

A half-grown boy of only sixteen years old, with baby fat still on his face and childishness, was wearing an ill-fitting military uniform, holding a rifle that was taller than him, and looking at him, the instructor of the ninth company, nervously.

"Instructor, I'm Zhao Yuanchao, a soldier from the third squad of the ninth company. The company commander ordered me to protect you. You've just arrived at the front and can't adapt..."

That child still appears in Zhao Mengsheng's mind.

Zhao Mengsheng lost face in front of Zhao Yuanchao. Because he was afraid of going to the front line, he stayed in a cat cave and was taken care of by a sixteen-year-old soldier from the third squad!

A few days later, the entire army took an oath of defense, and Commander Lei humiliated Zhao Mengsheng in front of the entire army.

There was a lady with great power who called the front line...

It was so shameful, but it also aroused my passion!

My wife is also a soldier!

The young soldier who shed his most brilliant youth and blood on the red soil of southern Xinjiang in order to defend his country!

The combat hero who sacrificed his life and shed his blood for the country and crawled out of the pile of dead bodies!

Now, he is lying in the ICU, with tubes inserted into his body and relying on machines to maintain his life!

Why? !

Zhao Mengsheng suddenly stopped and stared at Sha Ruijin and Gao Yuliang. The questioning and anger in his eyes were like red-hot irons, burning the two men so that they had nowhere to hide.

"Secretary Sha! Secretary Gao!"

He spoke each word clearly, squeezing out the two names from between his teeth.

"I don't care about the complicated political struggles in Handong, and I don't care who you want to investigate or prosecute!"

"I just ask one question!"

Zhao Mengsheng's voice suddenly rose, like thunder out of the blue.

"Our Ninth Company shed blood and sacrificed for this country, escaping death by the skin of our teeth! And in the end, you guys used such despicable means to torture us to death?!"

"Is this how you treat a Republic Army commander?! Huh?!"

The roar echoed in the long corridor.

Sha Ruijin's face turned pale and his lips moved, but he couldn't say a word.

Gao Yuliang subconsciously pushed his glasses up, his eyes avoiding behind the lenses, not daring to look Zhao Mengsheng in the eye.

What can they say?

Say this is a misunderstanding?

Saying we are conducting a strict investigation?

In the face of absolute, naked violence, and the fact that the life and death of a general with outstanding military achievements is uncertain, any political rhetoric and official rhetoric seem so pale, hypocritical, and ridiculous.

They knew very well that the person who did it was Hou Liangping.

Doesn’t Chief Zhao Mengsheng know?

He must know.

Zhao Mengsheng is raising an army to hold the culprit accountable!

Ask them about the crimes of the political and legal system.

Ask Handong about his crime.

Now, the military's anger is no longer directed at a certain person, but is directly directed at their entire Handong officialdom, and even higher levels.

There was dead silence in the corridor.

There was only the sound of Zhao Mengsheng's heavy breathing.

Together with the suppressed anger of the group of generals behind him, it intertwined into an impenetrable net, trapping Sha Ruijin and Gao Yuliang firmly in the center, unable to move.

"If you don't tell me, okay, okay, I'll call Zhong Zhengguo and ask him who attacked our Ninth Company!"

Zhao Mengsheng called Zhong Zhengguo.

At this time, Zhong Zhengguo had just finished talking to Zhong Xiaoai, and now he saw Zhao Mengsheng calling.

He knew that they must have come to call for punishment!

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Chapter 64: The Battle of the City

In the corridor of Jingzhou Military Region General Hospital.

The dial tone of the mobile phone was sharp and piercing, an ominous countdown that beat repeatedly in everyone's heart in the dead silence.

Zhao Mengsheng held the cell phone to his ear, and clenched his other hand into a fist. The veins on the back of his hand bulged like a coiled dragon.