In the banquet hall, Wen Zhanbo waved to his chief of staff and the regiment commander, then hung up the phone and quickly walked into an empty lounge.
After a while, his officers pushed the door open and came in, with happy expressions on their faces.
Wen Zhanbo looked at them and said solemnly, "Something is going to happen tonight. The redeployment is just a cover. The higher-ups are going to move against me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell silent.
Three seconds later, the chief of staff spoke first: "Did a friend from the garrison headquarters call you?"
"Yes!" Wen Zhanbo nodded. "He Yuzheng has always been at odds with me, but the headquarters just now secretly transferred one of his regiments to the city. The two regiments that went out of the 312th Brigade should be heading for our troops to prevent us from mutiny."
“…!” Upon hearing this, the Chief of Staff stood there in a daze. He knew exactly what Wen Zhanbo meant.
"Damn it! We have made all the arrangements for the garrison headquarters, why are they suddenly targeting us?" A regiment commander frowned and cursed, "They have also reaped a lot of benefits from the arms business, why are they doing this?!"
The chief of staff turned his head and glanced at the other party: "That might just be an illusion. They deliberately collected the money to paralyze us."
"They have been collecting money for nearly a year. Could it be that they... a year ago!"
"It's very likely." The chief of staff immediately replied: "When Zhao Weihu got into trouble some time ago, I felt something was wrong, but when I thought about the situation outside the district, it might not affect Longcheng. After all, we still need to maintain stability here. But... but I didn't expect them to move anyway."
Wen Zhanbo's face was gloomy: "It was Kang Dinghuang who laid the long line, and he was the one who laid the groundwork for this."
The chief of staff looked astonished: "He has such great power that he can even arrange the garrison headquarters?!"
"It's because the higher-ups gave him a lot of power, not because he himself has a lot of power." Wen Zhanbo waved his hand: "It's meaningless to talk about this now... I'm afraid I don't have much time left..."
After these words were spoken, everyone in the room fell silent again.
After a while, the chief of staff spoke first: "Let's fight to the death!"
Wen Zhanbo turned his head and looked at him: "Tell me about your plan."
"Contact the troops immediately, gather on the spot, and enter the first-level combat readiness state." The chief of staff said fiercely, "Our logistics troops have not set out yet. Let them change their weapons and turn around to enter Longcheng directly to kill Kang Dinghuang!"
When Wen Zhanbo heard this, he clenched his fist unconsciously.
"Kang Dinghuang must have something on us, but if we do that, he can bite back. We can say that he used his power to engage in factional struggles and has extended his hand to the army, deliberately framing our core officers and secretly carrying out assassinations. In order to get an explanation, we sent troops into the city to maintain stability." The chief of staff said with clear thinking: "After the conflict, someone accidentally killed Kang Dinghuang."
"How to end it?" Wen Zhanbo asked again.
"We should stand on the side of the party behind Lao Li and unite with your relative Lao An to fight against the punishment decision of the upper echelons. To put it bluntly, we should make a show of rebellion." The chief of staff whispered, "If they don't compromise, we are not capable enough to protect ourselves. Then we can contact the Lao Mo army and surrender to them. At worst, we brothers will follow your example of Zhao Weihu. Kings, princes, generals and ministers, are they of the same kind?"
Wen Zhanbo's brain was working rapidly as he listened to the advice given by the chief of staff.
…
In the car downstairs of Hongri Hotel.
The assistant on the co-pilot seat turned his head and asked Kang Dinghuang, "Aren't you going up yet?"
"No, wait a moment." Kang Dinghuang lowered his head and played games on his mobile phone.
"You said... Has Old Wen reacted now?" the assistant asked again.
"He must have realized it. He has spies at the garrison headquarters." Kang Dinghuang said calmly, "But I asked them to transfer He Yuzheng's troops in just to send him a message."
The assistant frowned: "Then why do you do this...?"
"Haha," Kang Dinghuang raised his head and showed a very sunny smile: "Because I want him to open fire!"
…
Upstairs in the hotel.
Wen Zhanbo quickly went over the plan proposed by the chief of staff in his mind. After careful consideration for a long time, he immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Li Mingsheng's number.
"Hello?"
"Lao Li, Kang Dinghuang is going to attack me tonight. There was no sign beforehand. I have been forced into a dead end." Wen Zhanbo said very concisely: "I now have two choices: first, stay where I am; second, mobilize the logistics group, go into the city to kill Kang Dinghuang, and then accuse him of factional struggle and assassination."
Lao Li was silent for more than ten seconds before he digested the meaning of Wen Zhanbo's words: "What about the ending?"
"I, you, and Lao An who hasn't come yet, will fight against the upper class together." Wen Zhanbo said in a hoarse voice: "If it doesn't work, I will take my troops and surrender to the Mexican government army."
"You and I must be on the same page. If they touch you, they want to touch me. It's not hard to guess." Lao Li responded without hesitation, and then asked, "But if that doesn't work, and you go to Lao Mo, have you considered the consequences?"
Wen Zhanbo was silent.
"First, the arms business is gone. Second, the higher-ups secretly support the Mo Nan rebels, and they will attack you first." Lao Li lowered his voice and said, "Because you are a regional rebel, at that time... I can't help you even if I want to because of my connections with the higher-ups."
When Wen Zhanbo heard this, he clenched his fists instantly.
The two of them were silent for a while. Wen Zhanbo walked out and said, "Old Li, you can't put all your eggs in one basket. If the flag bearers all fall, all of us disciples will be killed by them."
"I see!"
"That's it." Wen Zhanbo hung up the phone and walked into the lobby. Looking at his daughter and son-in-law warmly entertaining the guests, he felt a sense of sadness inexplicably rising in his heart.
"Mingyuan!" Wen Zhanbo shouted.
"What's wrong, uncle?" Yu Mingyuan rushed over.
"Walk!"
Wen Zhanbo pulled Yu Mingyuan and walked out the door.
"What's wrong?!" Yu Mingyuan felt that something was wrong with the other party.
"Listen to me, I might...may have some problems." Wen Zhanbo walked out with his hands behind his back, saying in a hoarse voice: "I leave my daughter to you, you have to take good care of her...!"
"Ah?!" Yu Mingyuan was stunned.
…
In the business car from the airport to the hotel.
"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law?!" Wawa deliberately used this kind of rude words to tease Su Tianyu in front of all the elders: "Brother-in-law, you are handsome again today."
Su Tianyu was driving the car and glanced at Yu Zhen in the rearview mirror with an embarrassed expression.
"Don't talk nonsense!" An Qiqi glared at the baby.
“Ding ding!”
At this moment, Yu Zhen, who had been looking at her phone, suddenly looked up and shouted, "Xiao Yu, please stop the car on the side of the road first!"