The turbulent night ended and the dawn came.
7:30 the next morning.
Inside the garrison corps headquarters outside the capital of Hanoi, Pu Xingguo had a hearty breakfast and then changed into his general's uniform in high spirits.
Among all the generals, Pu Xingguo was relatively young. He wore a neat military uniform with various military medals hanging on his chest. When he stood in the hall, he looked tall and handsome, with an imposing manner.
The colonel from the capital walked up to Pu Xingguo and said softly, "The press conference is about to begin."
"Let's go." Pu Xingguo replied with a smile, and led everyone downstairs.
In the hall of the headquarters, the press conference site has been set up, and dozens of media reporters who have rushed in from the city have taken their seats according to their seating arrangements.
Pu Xingguo waved to the crowd and stepped onto the stage.
"Wait a minute!" the colonel shouted.
Pu Xingguo turned around and looked at him: "Sir, do you have any other instructions?"
The colonel handed over a piece of paper in a subtle manner and said softly, "Here is what you should say."
"Yes, sir!" Pu Xingguo replied with a sarcastic expression.
The colonel made a gesture of invitation.
Pu Xingguo stepped onto the stage, spread out the paper without hesitation, looked at the speech, and read it aloud in strict accordance with the colonel's instructions: "After careful consideration, I have decided to resign from the post of commander of the garrison corps from now on. In the coming period, I will also seriously reflect on the mistakes I made in my work. During my tenure as commander-in-chief of the garrison corps... I have repeatedly indulged a certain group of officers, which has brought a lot of negative influences to the atmosphere of the troops... "
At first glance, the content of the speech sounds a bit like a "confession of guilt". Although there are no particularly sharp words or political orientations, it is not difficult to find that this speech has a bit of a soft knife-cutting meaning and also conveys an obscure message to the outside world.
That is, Pu Xingguo's resignation was not a simple dismissal, but a forced compromise to give up power before the internal investigation began. Because he mentioned more than once that he had made a lot of mistakes in his work.
In fact, when reading the speech, Pu Xingguo had been suppressing his inner impulse of anger. He really wanted to say a few heartfelt and offensive words to the media below, but if he thought carefully, who controls these media
Alas, they only report the news that the upper echelons want to see, so it’s useless for Pu Xingguo to shout at the top of his lungs here, as all procedures are already arranged.
The press conference lasted about half an hour. After the media left, Pu Xingguo was again placed in solitary confinement.
At 9:30 in the morning, the situation at the press conference had spread to the whole world through the media.
In the Southwest Theater Command in the Chinese District, Xiao Qinglong was watching the news and interrupted to say, "Hand over power to save your life?"
Xiang Jingyang picked up the teacup, pondered for a while and replied: "... I don't think so! If he wanted to hand over power to save his life, he wouldn't have held the press conference so hastily. He should have controlled the situation first and then discussed the problem."
Xiao Qinglong turned his head and looked at Xiang Jingyang: "No way?"
"Let's wait and see." Xiang Jingyang took a sip of tea, turned his head and shouted, "Send an order, notify the First Army at the front to prepare to march."
"Yes!" the adjutant saluted in response.
…
12:30 noon.
In the backyard warehouse of the Hanoi Military Intelligence Supervision Department, Gui Mengjun sat on a chair in a daze, motionless.
Outside, six military intelligence officers were waiting anxiously.
"I just don't understand. Commander Ruan has already left a message. What are we waiting for?" A middle-aged man asked anxiously, "Just finish it first!"
The leading man turned his head and looked at him and asked, "Where did Commander Ruan say he went?"
"He said he went to the Corps Headquarters!" the other party replied.
"Are you stupid?!" The leading man replied in his native dialect, "Didn't you watch the press conference just now? The big tree above our heads has fallen. Can our Chief Ruan come back?"
Everyone was silent.
"The problem is that this is the order from the higher-ups. What if things change..."
"What a change!" the leading man cursed, "There is already a result."
Across from him, another young man, after a long silence, whispered, "Now that the dust has settled, why hasn't Gui Mengjun been rescued yet?"
When the words fell, everyone was stunned.
"Have you ever considered this? His accident was not just because Chief Ruan wanted to get rid of him, but someone else wanted to use Chief Ruan to get rid of him?" The young man said very cleverly: "If the upper echelons don't want him to live, then we didn't deal with him, but we ended up flattering the wrong person!"
“That makes sense!”
"what to do?!"
"Then do it, Mad, get started, give him the medicine!"
After discussion, everyone immediately returned to the warehouse.
Four men stretched out their hands to hold down Gui Mengjun, and two of them took out bottles of medicine and prepared to give Gui Mengjun an injection.
This drug is imported. Once injected into the blood vessels, the person will die within one minute, and the cause will be cardiac arrest. No clues can be found at all.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Gui." The leading man said to Gui Mengjun and reached out to insert the needle into his blood vessel.
Gui Mengjun was aware at this moment that the other party wanted to kill him, but he no longer had any strength to struggle. He lowered his head and slowly closed his eyes.
“Bang!”
There was a muffled sound, and eight men rushed in from outside the door. The leader was wearing a suit and shouted with his hands behind his back, "Let him go!"
Everyone turned around.
The leading man had two documents: "From the Military Intelligence Headquarters."
"Yes, sir!" The six men stood at attention and saluted.
"Take him away!" The leading man pointed at Gui Mengjun and ordered.
The people behind him stepped forward, uncuffed Gui Mengjun, and helped him hurriedly leave the room.
The six people looked at their superior eagerly, and did not dare to speak.
The leading man stood with his hands behind his back, looking at them, stepped forward, and suddenly whispered, "I gave you a day, and you still can't figure it out?"
Everyone was stunned.
"Where are the brains?" The leading man frowned and said, "Ruan Zhengtan's men are really trash!"
After saying this, the man turned and left.
The young man among the six reacted and immediately raised his hand and shouted, "We can do it now, we can do it soon...!"
“Bang, bang, bang…!”
A group of soldiers rushed in from outside the door and shot six people mercilessly.
The room was filled with the smell of blood. Six people fell to the ground, and at least half of them didn't know how they died.
Gui Mengjun was taken away and sent directly to the hospital for treatment.
…
Around four o'clock in the afternoon.
More than a dozen core officers above the rank of lieutenant colonel in the garrison corps headquarters were secretly escorted to Hanoi.
After everything was settled, the lieutenant colonel met Pu Xingguo and whispered to him, "Let's go!"
Pu Xingguo gazed deeply at the scenery outside the window, then left with the crowd in a lonely manner.