Chapter 12 When the Coup d'état is in progress
Zhang Yuntian smiled, Ding Bin's fox tail was finally revealed, if his expectations were correct, Ding Bin's plan was to let the Gray Tongue mercenaries contain the main force of the Fifth District, causing the defense of the venue to be empty, so that he could take the troops on a rampage and occupy the venue.
As long as these important people are controlled, then the armed forces under their command will naturally be jealous and dare not act rashly, so Ding Bin can easily seize the leadership of the fifth district, and then pretend to "persuade the gray-tongued mercenaries to surrender" and increase his prestige... If it weren't for Zhang Yuntian, it would definitely be a wonderful show.
Sure enough, as soon as he said this, he was immediately supported by both the compromise faction and the main battle faction.
"That's right, we should let these greedy mercenaries know our true strength, and don't think that we can be bullied at will, just like ordinary surviving groups!"
"Yes, I agree, don't go to war until you have to, it's good for both of us, and it's best to solve this misunderstanding without fighting!"
Ding Bin's district chiefs took the lead in expressing their support, and at their instigation, other district chiefs also nodded their heads in agreement.
It stands to reason that the person who finally made the decision should be the acting mayor Condensation, but she has a detached attitude all day long, and all matters are in charge of the district chiefs, and she will only come forward when joint action is needed or when there is a conflict between the district chiefs, so she is also noncommittal about the current matter.
The next thing is very simple, Ding Bin pretended to be worried about the country and the people, first asked the district chiefs to send their entourage back to their respective territories, and then took most of the condensed incense's direct troops to rush to the bridge to support, and then he wiped the sweat on his forehead, smiled and signaled to Xue'er: "You can continue the election!" ”
Xue'er was very dissatisfied with Ding Bin's behavior of giving orders indiscriminately without Condensation Incense's consent, she turned her head to look at Condensing Incense, and saw that the latter nodded slightly, so she continued:
"Then the election continues, and now please write the name of the defense officer you think is the most suitable for you on a slip of paper and put it in this ballot box! Before that, I implore you to think clearly, the defense of the Fifth District is not just a matter of playing tricks and engaging in some intrigues and tricks, what the Fifth District really needs is a general who has experience in leading troops and can win battles! ”
The characters referred to in this sentence are already obvious, although Ding Bin is Lin Jianzhang's person, but he is not a soldier, he can get to the position of district general completely by his own sleek political skills, and Gu Hongbo is different, he can be said to know nothing about politics, but he is quite good at training soldiers, marching and fighting, and compared with the two together, it is clear which is better and which is inferior.
Ding Bin's subordinates naturally voted for Ding Bin unconditionally, and Gu Hongbo's subordinates are the same, and now the only variable is the district chief under Hu Yuankun, because Hu Guangda does not participate in the election, their position is the most objective in this vote.
After a while, the voting ended, and Xue'er began to sing: "Ding Bin, Ding Bin, Ding Bin, Gu Hongbo, Ding Bin, Ding Bin..."
Gu Hongbo didn't know Zhang Yuntian's plan, and he didn't even know that Zhang Yuntian had reached a consensus with Condensing Xiang, so he could only pin all his hopes on this vote.
He was so nervous that he crossed his fingers, clasped his hands tightly together, and was secretly praying, because this vote was not only about the position of defense officer, but also about his future position in the Fifth District, and the future of his daughter, he also knew that he was at a disadvantage in this election, but at the moment he could do nothing but pray.
In contrast, Ding Bin seems to be very free, originally his district chief accounted for nearly half, as long as a few random people throw themselves into him, this matter will be done, and even if there is an accident, he has an alternative, in short, today will definitely be a big day of his own.
He sometimes chatted with Ding Hao, and sometimes joked with the district chief behind him, as if he had predicted the outcome of his victory.
"Gu Hongbo's thirteen votes!" Xue'er made the final voting summary on the stage, "Ding Bin has thirteen votes and one abstention!" ”
It seems that the district magistrate on Hu Yuankun's side is quite a big picture, after all, the defense officer is different from others, this is an important post in charge of the peace of the fifth district, although Ding Bin's usual popularity is good, but at the critical moment, most of them still chose Gu Hongbo very rationally.
"Such an election is completely meaningless! A qiē should speak with strength! ”
Ding Hao rushed to the stage, strode to the table behind Xue'er where the ballots were placed, grabbed a few ballots casually, tore them into pieces in front of everyone, and then threw them upward, and the white confetti scattered like snowflakes.
This move is not only a challenge to the authority of Condensation Incense, but also does not take the district mayors in the audience seriously.
"Ding Hao, what are you doing?"
"Are you crazy? Do you want to rebel? ”
"Why doesn't Ding Bin say that he is in charge? He hasn't become a defense officer yet, so he indulges his son like this, and when he becomes a defense officer, won't he rebel? ”
The audience shouted and scolded, and they all vented their dissatisfaction with Ding Hao's behavior.
Ding Bin walked onto the stage unhurriedly at this time, opened his hands, gently pressed down a few times, and said with a smile: "Don't be impatient!" Don't be impatient, let's calm down and listen to what is happening outside? ”
Everyone was a little confused by the abnormal expression of Ding Bin's father and son, one sang black face and the other sang red face? But what the hell is it to listen to the movement outside? Although it was inexplicable, everyone still fell silent, and the whole silence was so quiet that even the sound of an embroidery needle falling to the ground could be heard clearly.
"What's wrong? What to listen to? ”
"I don't know, I didn't hear anything!"
After being silent for less than two seconds, everyone began to whisper, "This father and son can't be crazy, which one are they singing?" ”
Just as everyone looked at each other, there was a loud bang, coming from outside, which shook the chairs in the opera house.
Immediately afterwards, there was a panic and noise outside, shouting, screaming endlessly, and more gunshots one after another.
"Could it be that the Grey-Tongue mercenaries have come in? Still is... Zombies attacked? ”
When it comes to zombies, everyone has a cold war, everyone's sidearms have all been handed over before the meeting, and now the only weapon in their hands is the signature pen that initiated the vote, no matter what happens outside, only this small carbon pen will definitely not be able to deal with it.
The chaos outside lasted less than ten minutes before it returned to calm, followed by rows of neat footsteps, dozens of guards wearing black bulletproof vests and red cloths on their arms, all M4A1, running in from the three entrances of the opera house, surrounding the entire venue.