Chapter 1 "Arrest"

The "arrest" came quickly and went quickly. In less than ten minutes, the entire teahouse was under control, and all the soldiers stationed there were escorted onto military vehicles.

An Qiqi, with Qiu Ge, quickly walked out of the teahouse. Two An-faction soldiers carried Jiang Zheng, whose leg had been broken, on a stretcher behind her.

An Qiqi glanced at Jiang Zheng, who had already passed out, and waved for them to carry him into the car.

"Bang!"

With the sound of a car door closing, everyone returned to the military vehicles and quickly left the teahouse.

Sitting in the car, An Qiqi took out her phone and called Su Tianyu, saying crisply, "I've finished dealing with things here. I'll transfer the person to the Quan Tong Bureau immediately."

Su Tianyu was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said, "Okay, I understand."

An Qiqi continued, "I'm calling my dad now. You need to take action as well. You must seize this opportunity! If you don't, everything we've done so far will be for nothing, and we won't be able to do anything afterward! Put all your preparations on the table. Don't hold back!"

Su Tianyu said with a slight smile, "Okay, I understand."

"Alright, that's it. Hurry up and get to it," An Qiqi said, hanging up the phone.

In the Quan Tong Bureau office, Su Tianyu slowly put down his phone, a smile still on his face. "Not bad, you're even giving me lessons now."

After putting down his phone, Su Tianyu stood up and looked at Xin Xiaodong and Fei Pingsheng in front of him, saying directly, "First Army against First Army. Xiaodong, immediately move the troops to the vicinity of the Jiang family's garrison, station them along the line, and create a confrontational stance! Lao Fei, take the Independent Brigade to respond on the flank. Make a big move and create some noise!"

"Yes!"

The two saluted in unison, then began to issue orders to their respective troops.

...

At this time, on the border line guarded by the First Army in Dragon City, dozens of tanks were rapidly clearing the way in front, stirring up rolling dust. A long line of vehicles followed behind, heading towards the border of the garrison with a menacing aura.

An hour later, these military vehicles arrived at their destination one after another. Tens of thousands of soldiers jumped out of the vehicles in an orderly manner and quickly built fortifications, dug trenches, and set up camp. The sounds of clanging and banging filled the air as they busied themselves.

...

At the same time, the news quickly reached the First Army headquarters office in the Dragon City garrison.

"Bang!"

Jiang Yuanzhen put down the phone with a gloomy face, slammed the table, and roared, "Damn it, they've rebelled! Enter first-level military alert. Notify all officers above the regimental level to attend a war meeting! From now on, it's guns against guns, cannons against cannons!"

"Yes!" The adjutant saluted and immediately went to notify the units.

"Change clothes! I'm going to the headquarters!"

Hearing the order, the guard next to him quickly stepped forward to help Jiang Yuanzhen put on his general's uniform, adorned with medals. After putting on his military cap, he turned to Jiang Yuan, who was sitting beside him, and said, "I'm going to meet with Tan Hengqiang. You stay here and oversee things!"

"Understood!" Jiang Yuan nodded, giving his father a reassuring look.

After giving all the instructions, Jiang Yuanzhen quickly walked out of the office and headed to the headquarters by car.

...

A military vehicle sped along the street. Tan Mingchao sat in the car, frowning as he pondered something.

Outside the car window, the outline of the headquarters was already visible, the garrison was close at hand. Tan Mingchao suddenly turned his head and said to the guard beside him, "Give me the gun."

The guard was stunned for a moment, but still snapped to attention, drew his pistol from his holster, and handed it over.

Tan Mingchao took the pistol, without hesitation, directly released the safety, pressed it against the edge of his left arm, and pulled the trigger close to the skin.

"Bang!"

With a gunshot, a cloud of blood mist erupted from Tan Mingchao's arm.

"Sir… you…!"

...

Two o'clock in the afternoon, Dragon City Garrison Headquarters.

A row of military vehicles stopped in front of the headquarters building. Jiang Yuanzhen, with a large group of officers, got out of the vehicles with a menacing aura and strode into the building.

At the same time, in the conference room, Tan Hengqiang sat at the head of the table, thoughtfully smoking a cigarette. On both sides of him, officers from the entire garrison were gathered here, discussing noisily.

The incident at Fuhai Teahouse had shocked the headquarters. No one had expected Su Tianyu to be so decisive, daring to directly attack Jiang Yuanzhen's son.

The situation could be said to be very serious. The administrative faction had slapped the garrison in the face! Jiang Zheng was, after all, the son of a military commander in the garrison. In their view, Su Tianyu's daring to do this clearly showed that he didn't take the garrison seriously, and had directly stabbed them in the lungs!

There were differing opinions on how to deal with this matter, and they were arguing endlessly in the conference room! Some wanted to negotiate first, while others wanted to take action immediately. No one could convince anyone else.

"Bang!"

Just then, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and Jiang Yuanzhen walked in with a cold expression.

The argument in the conference room stopped temporarily, and everyone turned to look at Commander Jiang, who was at the center of the storm.

Tan Hengqiang spoke first, his voice calm and steady. "Lao Jiang is here. Sit down and talk."

Jiang Yuanzhen stood by the table, his tone agitated. "Commander, I can't sit down!"

"Pa!"

As he spoke, Jiang Yuanzhen suddenly unbuttoned his military uniform, revealing his somewhat obese upper body. Although he had gained a lot of weight, his body was covered in crisscrossing scars, as well as two shocking bullet wounds.

Jiang Yuanzhen counted the scars on his body, saying fiercely, "Commander, from the establishment of the Hua Ren Legion to the garrisoning of Dragon City for stability, I have been fighting with you! On the independent battlefield, at your word, my troops braved a hail of bullets to go to the top; ten thousand went in, four thousand came back! Two of my cousins died on the battlefield, and only I managed to save my life, leaving behind these scars! Now I'm old!! I can't fight anymore! My son has been arrested!! I just want one word from you, what are we going to do!!"

His words silenced everyone.

Tan Hengqiang also frowned, and was about to speak when the door of the conference room suddenly burst open again, and a voice flew in.

"I agree with Uncle Jiang's words!"

Everyone turned their heads in unison to look at the door.

They saw Tan Mingchao, pale-faced, holding a bloodied arm, bursting into the conference room and shouting angrily at everyone, "Commander, the action faction doesn't give any face! I tried my best to stop them, but those soldiers didn't show me any respect at all. They came up and shot me!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded, their expressions strange. Even Jiang Yuanzhen, who was stripped to the waist, looked stunned.

Tan Mingchao turned to look at Jiang Yuanzhen and shouted, "Uncle Jiang, I support you!!!"