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

He was extremely humble, with none of the airs of a provincial party secretary. At this moment, he looked more like a subordinate who came to report on his work.

Gao Yuliang also came over, his face full of relief after surviving a disaster: "General, you are safe. This is a blessing for Handong."

He Liming followed behind, stammering in agreement: "Yes, yes, General, good fortune will come to you, good fortune will come to you."

Zhao Yuanchao shook hands with them.

He looked at the three top leaders of Handong Province in front of him, and the genuine "care" and "joy" on their faces, his eyes as deep as a bottomless pool of cold water.

He loosened his hand and patted Sha Ruijin's arm lightly, with an irresistible force in his action, pushing the other party's enthusiasm away to a safe distance.

"Secretary Sha, Secretary Gao, Director He, please take a seat."

Zhao Yuanchao's voice was calm as he entertained guests in his living room.

He turned around and sat down in the main seat with his legs and feet extended. That seat had belonged to Sha Ruijin five minutes ago.

The smile on Sha Ruijin's face froze for a moment, but he quickly adjusted himself and obediently pulled out a chair and sat down.

Gao Yuliang and He Liming also sat down, their postures as stiff as students about to receive a lecture.

The atmosphere changed from "surviving a disaster" to "judgment coming" in an instant.

Zhao Yuanchao looked around, his eyes sweeping over the faces of the three people one by one, and finally fell on Sha Ruijin.

"I know you have a lot of questions."

He spoke, his tone as calm as if he were stating the weather, "Now, I can tell you something."

He leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on the conference table and interlacing his fingers.

A simple action suddenly increased the sense of oppression in the entire space.

"The 20th Army's military operation this time is not an exercise."

Sha Ruijin and the other two held their breath and didn't even dare to blink.

"The mission is to cooperate with Interpol to investigate a major new drug smuggling case and a transnational human organ trade case."

Drug case...

Organ trading case!

These two words were like two heavy hammers, hitting Gao Yuliang and Sha Ruijin's hearts.

They thought they had a clear understanding of the water in Handong Province, but they didn't expect that such horrific filth was hidden beneath the surface.

When He Liming heard the words "organ trade", his body trembled violently and he was pricked by a needle.

His hands under the table began to shake uncontrollably, and his knees lightly hit the table leg, making a soft "dong" sound.

In this silent conference room, the sound was particularly harsh.

Gao Yuliang glanced at He Liming out of the corner of his eye, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes behind the lenses.

He saw that He Liming's face was pale, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his lips were trembling slightly. He wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

Zhao Yuanchao's gaze also shifted to He Liming and stayed there for two seconds, but he said nothing.

He simply turned his gaze back to Sha Ruijin and continued speaking in that emotionless tone.

"The source of organs in this transnational case has been initially identified..."

He paused here deliberately, and every word was squeezed out from between his teeth, cold and sharp.

“…In Jinghai!”

"boom!"

Sha Ruijin felt like something exploded in his head.

Jinghai!

It’s Jinghai again!

This prefecture-level city under Jingzhou City, the place he had always wanted to find an opportunity to clean up, had actually become the source of international human organ trafficking?

This is no longer a corruption issue, it is a crime against humanity!

"Fourteen days ago."

Zhao Yuanchao's voice suddenly turned cold, like a Siberian icy current that instantly filled the entire room. "Six of my soldiers, six of my best fighters, have lost contact in Jinghai."

Zhao Yuanchao stared at Sha Ruijin, the anger in his eyes making the air scorching hot.

"This is the whole purpose of my coming to Handong."

Sha Ruijin's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

He finally understood, completely understood.

Whether it's the drug case or the organ trafficking case, those are the reasons that are put on the table.

The real core is that the soldiers of the 20th Army disappeared in Handong!

No wonder...

No wonder such an order was given from above, no wonder Zhao Yuanchao came here in person, and no wonder he acted in such a way that was almost hostile to the other party.

This is not politics, this is war!

It's a general seeking revenge for his missing soldiers!

"Now,"

Zhao Yuanchao raised his head, his eyes like knives piercing Sha Ruijin, "The military operation has begun."

He leaned back in his chair, his tone becoming even colder. "Cooperation with Interpol is a matter for higher-ups, and it's a matter of coordination between diplomats and them."

"My 20th Army has no obligation to cooperate with Interpol!"

"I want my soldiers! Not one less!"

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As soon as Zhao Yuanchao finished speaking, the door of the conference room was pushed open again.

Two soldiers in training uniforms walked in. They had blank expressions and moved briskly, ignoring the three high-ranking provincial party committee officials in the conference room.

They quickly set up a device against the wall, connected the line, and soon, a clear image was projected on a blank wall.

It was a satellite map.

High-resolution real-time surveillance footage overlooks a brightly lit area.

The picture above shows a huge sand and gravel yard with several heavy trucks parked in the yard like a few sleeping beetles.

"Coordinates locked, Jinghai City, Construction Group Sand and Gravel Yard."

A soldier handed a military communicator to Zhao Yuanchao and reported in a low voice.

Zhao Yuanchao took the communicator without even looking at Sha Ruijin. This provincial party secretary did not exist at all.

He gave a brief but deadly order into the communicator.

"'Eagle's Nest' calling 'Sword', target confirmed, clear the area."

"Sword received."

A calm response came from the communicator.

Sha Ruijin's eyes widened. He wanted to speak, wanted to stop it, wanted to ask, "General Zhao, what are you going to do?" But he found that his throat was tightly grasped by an invisible hand and he could not utter a syllable.

He could only watch.

The satellite image on the screen was still, like a cold death photo.

But on the outskirts of Jinghai City, at the black sand and gravel yard of the Construction Group, the clamor of hell has just begun.

It’s been a month.

Gao Cheng felt that the stench of lime powder and diesel was filling his bones.

He huddled behind a pile of discarded tires, his lungs like a broken bellows, and every breath was a burning pain.

His face and arms were covered with scratches, mixed with sweat and dirt, forming black maps.

A month ago, he was the company commander of the 20th Army's most elite infantry reconnaissance company.

Now, he is just an "illegal worker" who is being hunted.

Beside him, six men were shaking like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

They are not comrades-in-arms, they are hostages that Gaocheng snatched back from the hands of the god of death.

They were originally farmers from nearby villages and towns. They were deceived into coming here with promises of high-paying mining jobs, but ended up becoming slaves without seeing the light of day.

What’s even more terrifying is that some of them will be taken away quietly late at night and never come back.

Two weeks ago, Gao Cheng risked his life to sneak into the container house where the foremen lived and finally uncovered the darkest corner.

He saw a bloody account book, which recorded not wages, but blood type, RH factor, and strings of numbers representing US dollars.

He also saw several portable coolers marked with the international biohazard symbol.

high seas.

Living.

Organ trafficking.

The Construction Group, a star enterprise that enjoys great success in Jinghai City, has countless bones and wronged souls buried beneath its foundation.

And now, he was exposed.

A small foreman who was instigated by him confessed everything under torture.

"There! Damn it there!"

More than a dozen flashlight beams swept over madly, like the tongues of poisonous snakes.

A dozen thugs armed with steel pipes and machetes surrounded them from all directions with grins on their faces.

They are the jackals of this lawless land, with no humanity in their eyes, only bloodthirsty greed and cruelty.

"Run! Aren't you a damn good runner?!"