Peng Guotao, who lived in an era of peace, was lucky.

He has been a soldier, carried a gun, stood guard, let go of a sentry, was wounded, and made national merits, but he has never been on the real battlefield.

Like most ordinary people, Peng Guotao does not like war, which can only bring destruction and bloodshed.

Peng Guotao knew very well in his heart that he had no outstanding ability, and he could still mix a half-official position in peacetime, but once the war came, he would have nothing, and he would not even be able to hold one-and-a-half positions.

During the war years, real money was all about money, and the so-called money accumulated in peacetime would become a pile of waste paper, bank deposits, and that would really be a string of meaningless figures.

Real money is king!

Peng Guotao has never been to the real battlefield, but he has been to the simulated battlefield many times.

The scene in front of you is much more realistic than a simulated battlefield!

The smoke of gunpowder, the crooked ground of the craters blown up by the shells, the scattered shrapnel, the bazookas abandoned on the ground, and the rest stop not far away, which was already in ruins and braving the raging fire.

It is more realistic than the simulated battlefield, but the corpse and blood wreckage in front of him told Peng Guotao that this is not artificially faked, but artificially made!

And the one who created these tragedies in front of him was the dozen or so bloody Heavenly Master Dao disciples around Peng Guotao.

Peng Guotao's eyes changed when he looked at them, everything was so weird, sweat soaked his whole body, dripping down his fingers to the ground, and he couldn't take a step.

This is not the first time, but it is the one that shocked Peng Guotao the most.

Now that I think about it, since ancient times, those rumors of flying eaves and walls have not come out of nowhere, but have been deliberately erased by people with intentions and distorted the facts.

The Zhang family's motorcade left, and by the way, four police cars were driven away, leaving Peng Guotao and more than a dozen other criminal policemen at this rest stop that was already in ruins.

Peng Guotao and others were not idle, and immediately called for nearby police support, and searched for them at the abandoned rest station.

There were not only yellow people lying on the ground, but also many black and white people, and Peng Guotao even saw a katana of Fusang next to a yellow person.

It's just that this katana has been broken into two pieces, one with a handle, and it fell next to the Fuso people, and the other was inserted into the heart of the Fuso people.

There are also a variety of weapons abandoned on the ground, including the AK series of Tsarist Russia and the Desert Eagle of the United States, and there are not a few bazookas thrown on the ground.

Collecting all these various weapons would make it possible to create a small exhibition of conventional weapons.

The firepower configuration is much stronger than that of their police, and it is much stronger than the configuration of the armed police force, which directly catches up with the special operations forces and is equipped with firepower for small-scale operations.

Fortunately, Zhang Yuchu stopped them just now, otherwise they could only be beaten into a sieve, and they might not even know why they died!

Not only did they die strangely, but their appearance was also quite abnormal.

With so many weapons illegal, it is almost impossible to enter the country, and it is impossible to do it, and it is impossible for Peng Guotao not to doubt it.

It's no wonder that after coming to this rest stop for half an hour, except for the Zhangjia 1st Road convoy, I didn't find any cars passing by here.

It's not an easy thing to plan all the way from start to finish!

On the contrary, it is an extremely huge project, which is not something that ordinary people can do, and neither can the No. 1 person in Sujiang Province.

Thinking of this, Peng Guotao couldn't help but smile bitterly, in order to deal with the descendants of the Zhang family, the boss really took great pains, and almost even he was coerced into it.

Even if he figured it out, Peng Guotao could only be helpless, it was very simple to rush to the crown angrily, but he didn't dare, and he couldn't even mention it.

Not to mention that I almost brought you in unintentionally, even if I was clearly going to deal with you, you can only obediently wash your neck, send it over, and give someone a knife!

There is a powerful existence hidden behind this matter, which has made Peng Guotao not even resist, he is not the Heavenly Master Zhang family.

If someone above has the intention to pinch him to death, where is there any need for conspiracy, it is a simple matter of one sentence.

What is behind this, Zhang Yuchu will not know?

Hum! Not necessarily!

How did Peng Guotao know that he didn't just walk around the ghost gate just now, but had already turned around several times.

is also a person from the government, although Peng Guotao is not very affectionate, but if he really takes back a little profit from him, it will not be wronged him!

Inadvertently, Peng Guotao was involved, and the rights of the upper and Zhang families were intertwined, and there were bitter words, but it was only a matter of time before his position was involved, and now it was just a little ahead, that's all!

Peng Guotao took out the phone a little depressed and skillfully dialed a number.

"Old leader, it's me, Guotao, something happened!"

Peng Guotao reported this matter to Yang Yiguo in Nandu, which could be regarded as a notification in advance, and it would not catch Yang Yiguo, who was beaten by Zhang Yuchu after he arrived in Nandu.

After that, Peng Guotao called the leaders of the Sujiang Provincial Police Department and reported the incident.

Although Nandu is a sub-provincial-level city, Peng Guotao, who is also the director of the Nandu Political and Legal Committee and the director of the municipal bureau, is also at the level of the main department, the same level as the director of the provincial department, and is not administratively under the jurisdiction of the provincial department.

But in business, Peng Guotao still has to accept the leadership of the provincial department.

It's not so much a debriefing, it's more a call from the ward that they failed in action!

The leaders of the provincial department may not know about such a huge and complex project, but the director of the provincial department must know about it.

If it is not bad as expected, there must be traces of his help behind it.

"Director Chen, the operation failed!"

In the first sentence of the phone, Peng Guotao said that Chen Zhizhong on the other side of the phone was silent for a long time, which just confirmed Peng Guotao's thoughts.

"How did you know about this?"

After a long time, Chen Zhizhong asked in a trembling voice, receiving a call from Peng Guotao, Chen Zhizhong had a bad premonition that the operation might have failed.

But Chen Zhizhong never expected that Peng Guotao would come to such a sentence, this is his old army!

"What?"

Peng Guotao pretended to be stupid and asked rhetorically.

"Director Chen, on the way to pick up Zhang's family, I encountered a rest stop on the road where the bandits robbed, and now the bandits have all been killed, and our comrades are also staying at the rest stop, responsible for handling related matters, the Zhang family's convoy has driven away towards the south, our operation has failed, please organize and punish you!"

Peng Guotao's task was to escort the Zhang family's convoy, leaving the Zhang family's convoy halfway and dealing with other matters.

As soon as the words fell, Peng Guotao heard a long breathing sound on the other side of the phone.

"Yes, Director Chen, yes, yes, yes, I promise to complete the task!"

Hanging up the phone, Peng Guotao wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, in fact, Director Chen was in a similar situation to him, and no one was much better than the other.

They are all chess pieces that are involved with the rights of the Zhang family, the only difference is that Director Chen has a backer behind him, and he is just a chess piece who inadvertently broke into it, and so far, he has no support.

Of course, the backer behind Director Chen does not seem to be so reliable, judging from Peng Guotao's political experience for so many years.

When it's time to make a sacrifice, no one wants to stand up for a small hall chief.

There will be gains and losses, and for those big people above, as long as they can achieve the goals they need, no matter how much sacrifice is worth it.

What's more, these sacrifices have nothing to do with them.

It's just numbers on a report, nothing more than chalk words written on a blackboard, which can be erased at any time and rewritten in more beautiful language.

Although he didn't want to think about it this way, Peng Guotao knew very well in his heart what was waiting for him, he couldn't become a leading figure, and at that time he could be mixed in the ranks of the people and follow the pace of the leading figure!

However, the consequence of this is that life and death are up to him!

Although this great calamity will not die, there will be a blessing in the future.

Zhang Jiahe is obviously not ready to tear his face, and this kind of thing can naturally be covered up, pretending to be confused.

However, the credit for heroically destroying the bandits' armed robbery of the rest station naturally fell on Peng Guotao's head.

The accompanying more than 10 people each have an individual third-class merit, plus a collective first-class merit, which should not be able to run away.

The hands of the people are short, and the mouth of the people is soft, this is a gag!

The Zhang family didn't say anything, the people above didn't say anything, and the rest were all dead except for a dozen of their police officers.

The staff of the original rest station were also killed, without exception, a shot in the head, only in the center of the eyebrows, after being tied up, shot at close range.

What the facts are, that's not what their dozen mouths say, backed by the official, as long as it comes out of their mouths, that's the truth!

Doubt?

and does not shed blood, and does not shed flesh, and is in a hurry to arrest you, do a lie to you, confuse the public, bewitch, the people, incite, scratch the chaos, you have no place to cry!

Although Peng Guotao doesn't like this kind of practice, but in the current environment, it is definitely not possible to mix up the appearance of a person in the system, and get out of the mud without being stained.

In these years, it is not the common people who have the final say, this is no longer the Great Song Dynasty, the little people will give you a blue sky white plaque, you are Bao Qingtian!

This era is long gone!

If you want to get out of the mud without staining, your colleagues will be the first to kill you, and when the time comes, don't say it's a blue sky and white plaque, and you will only be given rotten eggs and broken shoes!

Only by joining the same stream can we go longer and farther, and after reaching a certain status, if we can still have a clear conscience, we can also do one or two practical things for the people, good things!

Alas, this is the helplessness in the general environment!

This kind of after-blessing is also a good thing, but Peng Guotao doesn't want it, this time there is a post-blessing, and I don't know if I'm so lucky next time!

(To be continued)