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

Gao Cheng was a soldier he trained and one of the young officers he was most optimistic about.

He sent the Gaocheng team to Handong. Their ostensible mission was to cooperate with local authorities and investigate several black sand fields that employed illegal workers.

This is just a cover.

The real mission is to track down a deeply hidden organ smuggling chain and new special drugs that have flowed into the country.

According to intelligence, it is very likely that the same criminal gang was behind these two major cases.

This gang is ruthless, well-organized, and even has backgrounds in foreign forces.

Zhao Yuanchao picked up a photo. It was a photo of a young woman, Huang Cuicui, with both kidneys, heart, and cornea removed...

Gao Cheng and his friends took the risk and sneaked into Jinghai just to bite this poisonous snake.

"Jinghai Construction Group..."

Zhao Yuanchao looked at the sand pit's ownership information displayed on the screen and slowly read out the name, his voice cold. "What a Jinghai Construction! What a black sand pit! They've built a lawless place on their own territory, supporting a group of desperate criminals and engaging in a business that will wipe out their descendants. This part of Handong is truly shady."

Zhou Shoujing continued, "Commander, we've already investigated. This sand pit has no legal status and is a private military base run by the Jinghai Construction Group. Most of the workers there were kidnapped, coerced, and are effectively hostages. Gao Cheng and his men likely exposed their identities during the investigation."

"Exposed?"

Zhao Yuanchao sneered, "My people are not so easily exposed. Someone is tipping them off, and someone is backing them up!"

His gaze was like a knife, able to penetrate the screen and see the huge, intricate protective net behind the sand field.

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the ward door.

A young guard pushed the door open and saluted. "Reporting to the commander! Sha Ruijin, Secretary of the Handong Provincial Party Committee, along with Gao Yuliang and He Liming, are waiting downstairs. Should we... have them come up?"

The guard's tone was hesitant.

In his opinion, the commander was commanding the battle, and these local officials had no right to disturb him at this time.

The air in the ward froze instantly.

Zhou Shoujing looked at Zhao Yuanchao, waiting for his order.

He knew that from this moment on, the war against the Handong officialdom would officially begin.

Zhao Yuanchao's eyes still did not leave the screen, and he did not hear the guard's report at all.

After a full half minute, just when sweat began to form on the guard's forehead, he slowly spoke.

"Zhou Shoujing."

"To!"

Zhou Shoujing straightened his body.

"Go and receive them."

Zhao Yuanchao's voice was eerily calm. "Tell Sha Ruijin I just finished a checkup and am feeling unwell. I need to change clothes. Have him, Secretary Gao, and Minister He wait in the reception room for a while."

"Yes!"

Only Zhao Yuanchao and the young guard were left in the ward.

Zhao Yuanchao stood up and stretched his shoulders. The hospital gown seemed a little loose on him, but it could not hide his uprightness and fierceness that were unique to a soldier.

He walked to the wardrobe and opened the door. Inside was a brand new general's uniform. The golden pine branches and two general stars on the epaulettes sparkled in the light.

While slowly unbuttoning his hospital gown, he said to the guard who was still standing nervously, "Xiao Li, are you scared?"

"Report to the chief! Don't be afraid!"

The guard answered loudly, his face flushed.

Zhao Yuanchao smiled, but that smile made the guard feel a chill running down his spine.

"Don't be afraid. Tonight, just stand here, watch carefully, and learn well."

Zhao Yuanchao took off his hospital gown, revealing his bronzed, scarred torso. "Look how I teach these officials in Handong Province a lesson."

Chapter 79 I want my soldiers! Not one less!

The conference room of Jingzhou Military Region Hospital.

There are no precious woods and leather sofas commonly seen in local government meeting rooms. There are only a few simple conference tables and rows of hard-backed chairs. The walls are painted snow-white, so white that it is dazzling.

There are several pots of green plants placed in the corner, and their leaves are covered with a layer of restraint that is visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Shoujing was standing by the window, his posture straight as a pine tree, his military uniform sharp and angular.

He didn't sit down, nor did he pour water for the visitor, but just waited quietly.

Guards have already gone to greet Sha Ruijin and others.

Not long after, the guard came back to report.

The door was pushed open and Sha Ruijin walked in first with his usual, just-right, concerned smile on his face.

Following closely behind was Gao Yuliang, who was wearing glasses.

At the back was He Liming, deputy secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission. He seemed a little embarrassed and didn't know where to put his hands.

"Chief of Staff Zhou, thank you for your hard work."

Sha Ruijin took the initiative to extend his hand.

Zhou Shoujing gripped it with great force, and it broke apart at the first touch.

"Secretary Sha, you're too polite."

Both parties sat down, but the atmosphere did not ease.

Gao Yuliang and He Liming just nodded slightly without saying anything.

Finally, it was Sha Ruijin who broke the silence. His voice was gentle, and he expressed genuine concern. "Chief of Staff Zhou, we're here to visit General Zhao. We heard he's been transferred to a general ward. How is his condition now? The Handong Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Government are all very concerned."

He deliberately emphasized the words "provincial party committee and provincial government" in an attempt to take the initiative in this conversation.

Zhou Shoujing's face was expressionless, his voice flat as he reported a line of dull data: "Recovering well."

Four words, that’s all.

Not a single word more.

The air in the conference room grew even colder.

The smile on Sha Ruijin's face froze for a moment, but he quickly adjusted himself and didn't hear any coldness in his voice that kept people at a distance.

He leaned forward slightly, his tone becoming more earnest and more serious.

"That's fine, that's fine."

"Chief of Staff Zhou, the airspace over Handong Province was quite busy this morning. Military aircraft from the district flew in, making quite a commotion. I wonder if there are any new instructions from above? What kind of military mission is this military operation?"

As soon as this question was asked, a gleam of light flashed behind Gao Yuliang's glasses. He seemed to be looking at the patterns on the table, but his ears perked up.

He Liming subconsciously straightened his back and looked at Zhou Shoujing nervously.

This is the real purpose of their trip.

A division commander was "attacked" on his own territory, and then the military district dispatched fighter jets. This combination of punches made it difficult for anyone to sit still.

Zhou Shoujing finally withdrew his gaze from the window. He looked directly at Sha Ruijin, his eyes as sharp as a searchlight, making the provincial party secretary feel an inexplicable pressure.

"Secretary Sha."

"You already know it's a combat mission, so don't ask."

He paused and added word by word: "It's not good for you or me."

This sentence fell lightly in the conference room, but it was like a blockbuster bomb, making the air buzz.

Threat.

A naked, undisguised threat.

The color on Sha Ruijin's face faded a little in an instant.

He thought the other party would be perfunctory and play Tai Chi, but he never expected to get such a "rude" answer.

This is no longer a matter of not giving face; it is clearly drawing a red line and warning him not to cross the line.

As the top leader of Handong, how could he have ever been treated like this?

But he is Sha Ruijin after all.

He understood that when guns start speaking, all political rhetoric seems pale and powerless.

Since the other party dared to say so, it meant that they had obtained authorization from the highest level and could ignore any local rules in Handong.

He opened his mouth, but in the end, no word came out. He could only swallow the anger he had been holding back and slowly leaned back in his chair.

Gao Yuliang lowered his head and pushed up his glasses.

He Liming didn't even dare to breathe.

The conference room fell into dead silence.

In this suffocating silence, the door of the conference room was pushed open with a creak.

A figure appeared at the door.

He was wearing a brand new general's uniform, and the two golden stars on his epaulettes gleamed coldly under the light.

The military uniform on his body blended into his body, exuding a majestic aura like a mountain.

It was Zhao Yuanchao.

There was no sign of illness on his face, his eyes were clear and deep, and he just stood there quietly, but the atmosphere of the entire conference room changed.

"General Zhao!"

Sha Ruijin stood up from his chair suddenly as if he had been electrocuted, his face filled with a smile of surprise and joy, even with a hint of exaggerated relief.

Gao Yuliang and He Liming also stood up immediately after, their movements so fast that they were a little inappropriate.

"General Zhao! You...you're okay!"

Sha Ruijin stepped forward quickly, held Zhao Yuanchao's outstretched hand tightly with both hands, shook it vigorously, and spoke with excitement as if he had seen his long-lost relatives.

"Oh, we're relieved that you're okay! Really, completely relieved!"