District 9

About half an hour later, inside the garrison headquarters of the Chen Corps in Jiangzhou.

Chen Jun answered a phone call in front of Ma Laoer and Wu Di, frowning and said: "Okay, okay, I understand. Well, let's do this first and wait for my order."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jun stood up with some urgency and said to Ma Laoer: "Damn it, it's over. Zhou Xingli just called and transferred Fu Zhenguo back."

"Fu Zhenguo left the fleet?" Ma Laoer was also a little confused.

"Yes." Chen Jun walked around the room and said, "If he goes back, then once the two parties communicate, the conflict may be alleviated."

When Wu Di heard this, he was very puzzled. He stood up and said, "Isn't Fu Zhenguo afraid of being killed by the superiors?"

"He should have guessed our intention," Chen Jun analyzed in a low voice: "I want to explain it to Zhou Xingli when I go back."

"This time he returns, in Zhou Xingli's eyes, the possibility of him rebelling will no longer exist." Wu Di immediately said: "The plan is likely to be aborted."

"I'll give Meng Xi a call." Ma Laoer immediately thought of his father Meng, lowered his head and took out his cell phone.

A few seconds later, the call was connected, and Ma Laoer immediately said: "It's over, Fu Zhenguo has been transferred back by Zhou Xingli."

"Is the news confirmed?" Meng Xi asked.

"OK!" Ma Laoer immediately added: "If this is the case, our plan may be aborted. As long as there is communication between the two parties, the conflict will be..."

"No, that's not necessarily the case." Meng Xi shook his head: "Zhou Xingli had only two motives for sending Fu Zhenguo back: First, he already suspected that Fu Zhenguo might be a traitor and was eager to take back the command rights of the Third Fleet. Therefore, even if Fu Zhenguo goes back, he will still face a lot of internal doubts. At least he is no longer within Zhou Xingli's trust. Secondly, Zhou Xingli himself believed that Fu Zhenguo had no problem, so he was forced to transfer him back. Due to internal pressure, some people want to use the kidnapping case to engage in political conspiracy. And there must be many people. There are so many people that Zhou Xingli cannot bear the pressure and can only give up on Fu Zhenguo temporarily. Personally, I prefer the second option. , because Lao Fu’s popularity is there. A fleet commander spends all day firing cannons and giving eye drops to the Navy Headquarters when he has nothing to do. Then who will the higher-ups do if they don’t do him?”

When Ma Laoer heard this analysis, he was immediately stunned.

"Second brother, don't panic. Let's adjust our thinking and do it this way..." Meng Xi explained to Ma Laoer in a low voice.

…

On the streets of Luhuai City, Fu Zhenguo's car drove out of the military port and rushed to the headquarters of Baojin District.

In the car, Fu Zhenguo was sitting upright, not knowing what he was thinking in his mind.

Soon, the car drove to a fork in the road entering Baojin District. The driver was about to turn when he suddenly saw a military vehicle blocking the road not far away. Judging from the dress and the use of the vehicle, it should be from the headquarters security unit.

The car came to a halt, and the driver lowered the window and called out: "We are from the Third Fleet of the Navy. The person sitting in the car is Commander Fu. Get out of the way and we will pass."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen officers walked out of the motorcade, followed by a large group of strange men wearing windbreakers and suits.

The leading officer from the other side came forward and saluted the driver and Fu Zhenguo in the car: "Hello, Commander Fu, we have received an order from the headquarters and are now assisting the comrades from the Military Intelligence Bureau to take you back to Baojin District. Military Intelligence.”

Fu Zhenguo was stunned.

"What do you mean?" The adjutant in the passenger seat frowned and asked, "Our commander is going back to the headquarters."

"It was an order issued directly by the headquarters. We don't know what happened." The officer shook his head.

At this moment, a young man walked out of the group of strange men in casual clothes. He was Jiao Peng who was responsible for handling Fu Zhen's case.

"Deputy Commander, we have received an order from above to take you back to the military intelligence headquarters to explain the details of your son Fu Zhen's kidnapping, and then we will send you to the headquarters." Jiao Peng said with a smile.

Fu Zhenguo glanced at the people outside the car: "Did you, Commander Xu, give this order, or did Commander-in-Chief Zhou give this order?"

"It's Commander-in-Chief Zhou."

"...!" When Fu Zhenguo heard this, there was an inexplicable look of despair in his eyes.

"Please, Commander Fu." Jiao Peng made a gesture of invitation.

…

Within the headquarters.

Xu Hancheng was sitting in the small lounge, drinking tea.

Opposite him, Zhou Yuanzheng loosened his collar and called in a private tone: "Uncle Xu, do you think Fu Zhenguo has any thoughts of betrayal?"

"If the person has not come back, then there is; but if the person has come back, then there must be no." Xu Hancheng replied objectively.

"But I still think he is a destabilizing factor." Zhou Yuanzheng said calmly: "If he doesn't exist now, it doesn't mean there won't exist in the future."

Xu Hancheng understood Zhou Yuanzheng's meaning almost instantly. He knew very well that Zhou Yuanzheng's efforts to intervene in this matter was just to take advantage of the situation to take away Fu Zhenguo's position as commander of the Third Fleet, and then hand it over to his own people.

For Zhou Yuanzheng, he and Fu Zhenguo had always had political disagreements. The latter not only scolded him openly, but also always embarrassed the naval command in various meetings, often directly discussing topics that could not be discussed on the table. It was pointed out at the meeting that this made Zhou Yuanzheng, the leader of the navy, very uncomfortable.

For example, on the issue of military expenditure allocation, Zhou Yuanzheng agreed to reduce a certain amount of naval expenditures in the next few years to support the army and allow them to quickly bring up the Shensha Corps and the Feng Clan's defeated army. This can enhance the strength of the army and gradually close the gap with the Chen clan.

But Fu Zhenguo disagreed and even blasted this idea at the meeting. He felt that the navy was the ceiling of the region's military strength in the future. Region 7 could not always think about fighting a civil war, but should instead enhance its external combat capabilities.

As a result, Zhou Yuanzheng was very embarrassed, so he had long wanted to kill Fu Zhenguo, but the commander-in-chief Zhou Xingli wanted to use this person, so he never found a chance.

This time Fu Zhen was kidnapped, there was a lot of room for improvement, that's why Zhou Yuanzheng was so insistent on getting Lao Fu.

As for Xu Hancheng, the conflict between him and Fu Zhenguo is a secondary conflict, because the two sides have a navy and an army. Most of the time, there is no point of intersection, so he did not agree to let people from Fu Zhenguo come on board. The boat really considers the safety of the region.

A lieutenant general's son was arrested, and then the lieutenant general wanted to take out his wife and children. Who would have no idea at all? Therefore, Xu Hancheng firmly disagreed and released Fu Zhenguo's family for the sake of sea safety. But he didn't think twice about killing Lao Fu and seeking personal revenge.

Xu Hancheng still has this pattern.

In the lounge, Xu Hancheng thought for a long time, looked up at Zhou Yuanzheng and said: "My personal suggestion is to stop in moderation. After all, Lao Fu can be regarded as a meritorious general. As long as you achieve your goal... that's it."

Zhou Yuanzheng looked at him and didn't reply.

…

Baojin District, inside the military intelligence headquarters.

A middle-aged man looked at Fu Zhenguo and said expressionlessly: "General, please give me your phone."

Fu Zhenguo looked at him coldly: "It's in my pocket, you can pay for it yourself."

After the words fell, the two of them were deadlocked.