District 9

Zhan Zhengchong was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Liu Zhengtian in the car, who looked at him expressionlessly.

The footsteps stopped, and more than thirty soldiers came forward. The leading officer saluted and shouted: "Commander Zhan, I received an order from the commander-in-chief's office and now require you to hand over your firearm and cooperate with us in investigating the case of embezzlement of military funds within the Self-Defense Forces. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Zhengchong, who was sitting in another vehicle, stood up to the guard, with a solemn look on his face.

Zhan Zhengchong hesitated for a few seconds and then waved his hand: "Okay, I will cooperate with you. Xiaoyou, hand over your gun."

Tens of seconds later, Zhan Zhengchong and others were unarmed and taken away from the compound. At this time, Zhan Zhengchong was sitting in the car and noticed that the area around the government building was under martial law. Almost all members of the escort group directly under the party and government headquarters were dispatched, but he did not see it when he came just now.

…

Inside Xiang's house.

Mother Xiang sat in the restaurant and continued softly: "Zehao, as the old saying goes, brothers fight, and father and son fight. The current situation in District 9 is so chaotic, and your father has been exhausted mentally and physically. We must maintain it externally. You have a good relationship with the military and government departments, and you have to balance the many forces in the party and government departments internally. As a son... it’s okay if you don’t share your father’s worries, how can you still cause trouble for him at this time? "

Xiang Zehao still didn't reply.

"That day after you held the administrative meeting at the headquarters, Yan Botao, Zhang Zhenxun, and the other people from the city council began to secretly put pressure on your father, calling you repeatedly and saying that you had no regard for the overall situation and had no political stance... and even Some people say that you are deliberately trying to sow discord between the party, government and military, and want to use the military power of the Sichuan government to force your father to step down..." When Mother Xiang said this, her eyes turned red: "Son, let's not talk about you first. The kind of pressure your father will suffer from doing this is enough to make people laugh. What kind of reputation is there for father and son to fight? Have you ever considered it? "

"Mom, you'd better not worry about work matters." Xiang Zehao frowned and replied, "I have my own opinions and opinions, and I don't think I did anything wrong..."

"Why are you right? What you are doing now is trying to undermine your father." Mother Xiang said excitedly.

"Why must I be wrong, but my dad is always right?" Xiang Zehao asked.

Mother Xiang was stunned.

"Do you know what Shen Wanzhou wants to do by pulling the party and government?" Xiang Zehao said calmly: "He wants to fight a civil war and use the power of the party and government to gain the highest power of the military. In order to complete His personal ambition will kill many people in District 9. Mom, the position of chief is not eternal, but the infamy is."

"Son, I don't care what happens outside, I just talk about family."

"This is where we can't talk, Mom!" Xiang Zehao replied with a slight frown: "In addition to being your son, I am also the commander of the Self-Defense Army. I feel that I have a responsibility on my shoulders. Do you understand? In terms of career, I have my own ideas and ambitions.”

Mother Xiang shed tears and looked painful.

Xiang Zehao couldn't bear to see his mother shed tears. He thought for a while and said, "Mom, if the Self-Defense Army incorporates the Wu mercenary group, the balance of power within District 9 will be broken. Shen Wanzhou will not dare to start a civil war unless he is completely sure. I I don’t want to discredit my dad…but I don’t want to see that many years later, his name will be written together with Tang and Zhang from District 8.”

Mother Xiang stood up suddenly when she heard the sound, threw her hand away and swung it down.

"Snapped!"

A clear slap sounded, and Xiang Zehao was stunned.

"Is this how I taught you?!" Mother Xiang shouted angrily: "Is this how you evaluate your father?"

"Mom, don't be angry...!" Tang Qing stood up.

Xiang Zehao's cheeks were red and swollen, and he slowly stood up: "Mom, I don't want to make you angry, let's go back first."

"You can't go anywhere." Mother Xiang pointed at her son and yelled, "You just know too much and have learned too much, and you have lost your humanity! Please reflect on it."

After saying that, Mother Xiang turned and left, and Tang Qing chased after her: "Mom, don't get angry. I'll persuade him..."

"Bang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the nanny rushed in from the back door with twenty soldiers, holding guns, and went directly into the living room.

Tang Qing was stunned. Mother Xiang glanced at the visitor, wiped the corners of her eyes, and sat on the sofa.

The leading officer saluted Xiang Zehao and said: "Commander Xiang, please hand over your communication equipment. We will protect your safety in the next dozens of hours."

Xiang Zehao was stunned for a long time and shouted angrily: "Get out!"

The officer turned his head and glanced at Xiang's mother. When he saw that she didn't respond, he immediately took a step back and said, "Assist Commander Xiang to hand over the communication equipment."

"Hulala!"

The soldiers swarmed forward, and Tang Qing was also stunned. He frowned and shouted: "What are you doing?!"

Mother Xiang pulled Tang Qing and said, "Don't worry about it."

Tang Qing looked at his old woman and was helpless for a moment, standing still.

The soldiers rushed forward, pushed Xiang Zehao to the corner, held down his limbs, and searched for his mobile phone.

"Damn it, I turned against you!" Xiang Zehao struggled.

Mother Xiang waved her hand: "Take him to the backyard to reflect."

The officer nodded, waved his hand and shouted: "Quick, take the person away."

The crowd grabbed Xiang Zehao and dragged him desperately toward the back door.

"Mom, something will happen if you do this!!" Xiang Zehao turned around and yelled, but there was no response from his mother.

Tens of seconds later, the three children who heard the noise entered the house. The eldest daughter looked at Xiang's mother and asked, "Grandma... where is daddy?"

"Your father is going on a business trip and will be gone for a long time. Grandma and mother will take care of you from now on, okay?"

"No, I want my father!" The younger son burst into tears when he saw the mess in the house.

…

Good luck.

Party and Government Self-Defense Force, at the main entrance of the 111th Division Headquarters, six military vehicles were stopped.

The soldiers at the gate came out to greet you, saluted and asked: "Hello, which unit do you belong to?"

"My name is Shen Fei from the General Administration of the Military Department." Shen Fei sat in the car and handed over his ID, and said expressionlessly: "Immediately call your division commander's office and tell him that the General Administration has the latest combat mission. I want to meet him."

The soldier checked the ID and replied: "Yes, please wait a moment."

Five minutes later, the gate opened and six vehicles entered the hospital.

Shen Fei led more than 20 people and quickly entered the main building of the division headquarters.

After a while, division commander Tan Bing walked into the reception room and said with a smile: "Oh, long time no see, Sir Shen."

Although Shen Fei's rank is very low, he is Shen Wanzhou's royal servant after all, so Tan Bing is very polite.

Shen Fei stood up and took out a summons and order stamped by the General Administration of Military Affairs: "Commander Tan, the General Administration of Military Affairs has assigned you the latest task. Please come with us."

Tan Bing was confused: "I didn't receive an order from the Self-Defense Army Headquarters?!"

"This was issued at a higher level. You can ask Secretary-General Liu of your party and government." Shen Fei replied calmly.

Tan Bing was even more confused when he heard this, because Secretary-General Liu had no control over the Self-Defense Forces, so he thought about it and replied, "I'd better ask Commander Zhan."

"You can call people at the party and government headquarters, but you can't contact the Self-Defense Forces." Shen Fei said without doubt.

"That won't work. I am a combat division under the Self-Defense Forces. I must ask the superiors for instructions." Tan Bing had already sensed something was wrong, so his attitude became tougher.

…

In the backyard of Xiang's house, Xiang Zehao, who was already under house arrest, felt infinite sadness in his heart. He never expected that his father would cause trouble in the name of a family gathering, nor did he expect that the other party would arrest him without even talking to him.

No matter how smart a person is, who can guard against his loved ones?

Xiang Zehao sat on the chair, his brain running rapidly.