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

However, no.

Zhao Yuanchao's expression was as calm as a pool of deep water.

He didn't even stand up. He simply leaned forward slightly and spoke into the microphone on the conference table with a tone that was emotionless, like a routine training instruction: "Refuse to surrender, and we will wipe them out."

These three words, like three heavy hammers, hit the hearts of Sha Ruijin, Gao Yuliang and He Liming.

Zhao Yuanchao paused, giving them time to digest the order.

Then, in an even colder and more unquestionable voice, he added the second half of the sentence.

"If you don't surrender, you will be annihilated on the spot!"

The words fell.

On the screen, the wing of the armed helicopter hovering over the sea, and the rocket launcher under the short wing, spewed out a series of flames.

Tracks of destruction cut through the night sky, precisely covering the deck of the "Antai".

The 20th Army is not a public security, procuratorial or judicial body, and they do not have the right to interrogate.

Their only right is war.

Since you refuse to accept investigation and refuse to surrender, then you will be torn to pieces.

In your next life, cherish the opportunity!

There was a violent explosion and flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the sea area as bright as day.

There was deathly silence in the conference room.

Sha Ruijin looked at the flames burning on the screen and felt that his authority, dignity and control over this land as the provincial party secretary were also blown to pieces along with the ship and sank into the cold seabed.

The ship on the high seas sank in front of several people. Zhao Yuanchao turned to look at Sha Ruijin and said, "We will find out who the officials and merchants on the ship are and what they are doing!"

"If this investigation leads back to you, Sha Ruijin, you will be held accountable!"

He Liming panicked.

Gao Yuliang panicked.

However, Zhao Yuanchao was looking forward to the next investigation.

He wanted to see what kind of dirt was hidden on that public ship!

Chapter 83 First Class Merit

In the conference room of Jingzhou Military Region Hospital.

On a military satellite map.

The wreckage of the "Antai" struggled in the sea of ​​fire, like a dying beast with its belly ripped open.

Thick smoke billowed into the dark night sky.

In the conference room, the air froze into ice.

Sha Ruijin, Gao Yuliang, and He Liming sat stiffly on their chairs, like three clay statues whose souls had been sucked out.

The light from the display flickered, reflecting on their pale faces, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

He Liming couldn't hold on any longer.

He felt his bladder protesting violently, and the heat was rising uncontrollably.

He clamped his legs together tightly, and cold sweat gushed out from his forehead, nose, back, and every pore of his body, soaking through the expensive shirt.

A meaningless hoarse sound came from his throat, like a chicken being strangled by the neck.

It’s over.

Completely finished.

“Live supply”…

"goods"……

At this moment, these words made it impossible for him to breathe.

He could see the innocent people being pushed into the operating room. Their desperate eyes penetrated time and space and were fixed on him.

Zhao Yuanchao, this evil star that fell from the sky, was not here to investigate the case.

He is here to take my life!

Gao Yuliang clenched his fists tightly. It was the first time he faced a military action directly, and the shock he received was unprecedented.

He glanced at He Liming, who was almost collapsing beside him, and what surged in his heart was not sympathy.

He had heard about He Liming's dealings with Jinghai's Zhao Lidong, but he didn't investigate further.

Now the absolute and unquestionable war behavior displayed by Zhao Yuanchao has completely broken the balance of Handong.

The rebellion was suppressed in Handong.

This is not a joke.

Provincial Party Committee?

Provincial government?

In front of the 20th Army's armed helicopters and rockets, these institutions representing the highest power in Handong are nothing.

Zhao Yuanchao had no interest in playing Tai Chi with them or trying to maintain political balance.

He pointed guns at everyone's heads.

Sha Ruijin's eyes were fixed on the screen, and the burning flames were also burning his pupils.

As the top leader of Handong Province, he is used to being in control of everything.

He was used to everything running within the framework of rules, even the unspoken rules had a set of unwritten rules.

But now, Zhao Yuanchao told him in the most brutal way that he was the one who set the rules.

"Destroy them all."

"If you don't surrender, you will be annihilated on the spot!"

His power, his dignity, and his prestige as a frontier official all sank to the freezing cold seabed along with the "An Tai", without even a bubble rising.

He finally understood that Zhao Yuanchao was not sent by the higher-ups to cooperate with him, Sha Ruijin.

Is here to take over.

……

At the same time, in the night sky dozens of kilometers away from the sea of ​​death.

"Boom--" The rotors of the armed helicopter stirred the wet and salty sea breeze. Inside the cabin, the violent bumps and noise could not cover up Gao Cheng's heavy breathing.

He leaned against the cold cabin wall, his combat uniform soaked in sea water and blood, and half-dried by the sea breeze, becoming extremely stiff.

An Air Force crew member handed over a bottle of mineral water.

"Captain Gao, drink some water."

Gao Cheng grabbed the water bottle, unscrewed the lid, tilted his head back and poured the water into his mouth.

The cold liquid slid down his throat, unable to extinguish the fire in his chest.

He drank so fast that water overflowed from the corners of his mouth, flowing down his chin, which was covered with gunpowder and dirt, and into his neck.

"Gudong, gudong..."

He drank a whole bottle of water in just a few gulps.

He squeezed the empty bottle, making it crackle. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the dark night sky outside the cabin, trying to see through the darkness and find the source of those evils.

"Captain Gao, you've done a great deed this time!"

The airman looked at him in admiration, his tone full of respect. "You single-handedly wiped out an entire den and uncovered an entire criminal network. This time, you're definitely going to get first-class merit!"

When Gao Cheng heard the words "first-class merit", his eyes suddenly narrowed, as if he was pricked by a needle.

He turned his head, staring at the young airman with his bloodshot eyes, his voice as hoarse as two pieces of sandpaper rubbing against each other.

"First-class merit?"

He squeezed out these three words from between his teeth, with strong, uncontrollable rage.

"I don't want first-class merit!"

He slammed the empty bottle in his hand onto the cabin floor with a loud "bang".

"I want those beasts! I want them all dead! In court, shot one by one! I want them skinned alive!"

His voice echoed in the roaring cabin, filled with the smell of blood and fire.

The cabin fell silent in an instant, and everyone was stunned by the terrifying murderous aura he exuded.

What they saw was not a hero who had done meritorious service, but a vengeful devil who had crawled back from hell.

Gao Cheng was breathing heavily, his chest heaving. He thought of the "cargoes" locked in cages, and their numb, empty eyes that had lost all hope.

That's not the look a human should have.

He closed his eyes, but the images were imprinted even more clearly in his mind.

"I want them to pay with blood!"

The silence in the cabin didn't last long.

A guard walked to the cockpit door, spoke quietly to the pilot, and then returned.

Gao Cheng keenly noticed that the helicopter's flying posture had changed slightly, and the tone of the engine also adjusted accordingly.

He has been tossing around in various vehicles for years and is extremely sensitive to such subtle changes.

This is not the route back to the military area.

His brows were knitted into a knot, and the anger in his heart was temporarily replaced by alert doubt.

He suddenly raised his head and his eyes stabbed at the guard who had just returned like a knife.

"Wrong route."