Wind Rises in Dragon City

Next to the fish pond.

Holding the fishing rod, Lao Li ordered softly, "Let's hang them out for three days. After three days, the municipal government will hold a reception dinner and invite Han Xian and the others to come and gather."

"Will he come?" Su Tianyu asked.

Lao Li looked back at his beloved apprentice: "You idiot, I'll go, can he not come?"

"Hehe, aren't you sick?" Su Tianyu asked with a smile.

"Can I get well again?" Lao Li put down his fishing rod and got up slowly, sighing, "Politics! Politics means getting sick when you should be sick, and recovering when you should be healed. Everything is not based on the will of the body."

…

Three days later, in Longkou District, Longcheng City.

A guard company commander of the garrison headquarters was eating a working meal at the battalion headquarters in the car.

Across the street, more than 20 fighters from the riot squad were patrolling the street with live ammunition. They were less than a hundred meters away from the patrol convoy of the garrison.

The weather was hot, and a small leader of the riot squad stepped across the street and asked the company commander in the car familiarly: "Should we still assign posts in the afternoon according to the old rules?"

"Yes, long live friendship, mixed with patrol!" The company commander responded with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll arrange someone later." The squad leader of the violent terrorist team glanced into the car and saw that the other party was eating big-cooked rice, so he immediately asked: "The security unit of the headquarters, just eat this?"

"I didn't eat this before, but this time I was messed up by you, and the higher ups are getting stricter, so I can only deal with it alive." The company commander replied softly.

"We didn't do it to you, you can't talk nonsense." The squad leader of the violent terrorist team asked casually: "Okay, the evening is over, let's have a drink together? My treat!"

"Okay, I just happen to be off today, let's have a drink together!"

"Okay, I'll see you tonight."

After finishing speaking, the captain turned around and walked back.

These three days were the three days when Longcheng's government affairs gate and military gate were most united. In various patrol areas, people from the military and police departments could often be seen sitting together bragging, drinking drinks, and chatting.

This kind of grand occasion made the people of Dragon City a little confused for a while. They couldn't figure out why the two groups of people who were fighting like enemies a while ago were so harmonious today?

In fact, regardless of the will of the upper echelon, the soldiers and terrorists below are all ordinary people who run around for three meals a day. How can they have any deep hatred? It's all about following orders.

…

Dragon City, inside the reception hall of the municipal building.

"Snapped!"

Han Xian threw several photos of the garrison soldiers and the terrorist team patrolling together on the table, frowned and said, "It's just a trick! I was pinched so hard a while ago, and I'm wearing a pair of trousers these days?! Who would believe it!"

Next to him, a man who was also at the level of the deputy department interjected: "Old Han, don't underestimate the inspection conducted by the garrison and the municipal government. To a certain extent, Tan Hengqiang and Lao Li are in the same situation. , they do have the possibility of rebellion."

"I borrowed Li Mingsheng's 800 courage, and he doesn't dare to rebel now!" Han Xian waved his hand and said: "Let's not talk about it, let's talk about the reply from the municipal government."

"No reply, even if we are going to attend the reception tonight, Lao Li will also appear."

"Listen to me, don't spoil him tonight." Han Xian said bluntly: "Principles cannot be discussed. Lao Li is about to break free now. We must beat him."

"Yeah!" The deputy minister nodded.

…

In the downtown area of ​​Washington.

Tan Hengqiang and An Zecheng had been in the reception for nearly four full days, but still no one came to talk to them and asked them to give a work report.

This kind of silent cold violence is the most tormenting, because the gods can't guess what the content of the above meeting is, and it is not clear how many people are going to target the garrison and the 55th army.

"Boom!"

There was a knock on the door, and Tan Hengqiang got up and opened the door, and saw Lao An carrying two bottles of white wine and a little lo mei in front of him.

"Hey, you're doing well, you're better than me, how can you get some wine?" Tan Hengqiang said with a self-mockery.

Anzecheng stepped into the room, and replied softly: "I still have many comrades in arms in Washington, and they also work in the Greater District Council. If you can't bring in anything else, it's okay to buy two bottles of wine."

"Oh, I'm suddenly free, and I'm not used to it for a while." Tan Hengqiang took the initiative to move a broken chair and put it next to Lao An.

The two sat down, opened the lo mei, and unscrewed the liquor bottle.

In fact, in the past few days, Tan Hengqiang and Anzecheng have lost the right to communicate with the outside world. Although the District Council did not confiscate their mobile phones, they have installed a signal shielding system in the entire building. It can be regarded as saving enough face for the two generals.

Tan Hengqiang took off his spotless military uniform, reached out to pick up the wine bottle, and offered to pour wine for Lao An.

"Come on, I'll do it myself!" Lao An said politely.

"Hehe, we're all mixed up for this, let's stop being hypocritical. You're not the army commander, and I'm not the commander anymore, just be casual." Tan Hengqiang filled Lao An with white wine, and asked softly: "You Say, how many people downstairs are trying to kill you and me?"

Anzecheng tore off a piece of chicken leg, and looked at Tan Hengqiang with burning eyes: "False is true, true is true, there are too many routines. If you want me to say, you and I are really against the sky, so what can we do?" ?”

Hearing this, Tan Hengqiang stopped pouring himself wine for an instant, and looked at Lao An in surprise, as if he hadn't expected the other party to say such a sentence at all.

"Hehe, how's it going?" Lao An asked.

Tan Hengqiang pointed to his bedside table: "Lao An, you can't talk nonsense, we have monitoring equipment in the room."

"Ah, there is equipment, so let's not talk about it." Lao An replied lightly, raising his glass: "Come on, let's go!"

Tan Hengqiang pointed at Lao An: "You, you! Say you have courage, but sometimes you act too honestly. But say you have no courage. At critical moments...you are more domineering than me, and dare to say anything Talk out."

"Hehe." Lao An smiled and didn't argue with him.

In the monitoring room of the reception center, a military officer made a detailed record of what Lao An said, and marked it with a red signal pen~www.wuxiaspot.com~Longcheng Garrison.

Tan Mingchao was under too much psychological pressure, because he hadn't contacted his father for three or four days.

Tan Mingchao couldn't guess what the situation in the first district was like, and he was a little panicked.

In the office, a chief of staff looked at Tan Mingchao and said, "It's not an option to go on like this, or we'll make a fuss and force the District Council to compromise!"

At 7:30 in the evening, the reception dinner began. After Han Xian brought his people there, Lao Li was late.

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