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Chengdu, under the office building of the autonomous government. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the cold wind, Chu Wenhao, who was the chief of Xiao Mubai's guard, was bending down in front of a black car at this time, doing the final security check for these vehicles that were about to take on the task of traveling. For him, who grew up in the warm climate of Yunnan, he was very unaccustomed to the cold and humid winter of Sichuan.

Being able to become Xiao Mubai's chief of guard naturally has different means and abilities from ordinary people. In addition to having quick hands and flexible minds, it is also necessary to be politically reliable and firm in faith. But for Chu Wenhao, he just doesn't lack these.

Because in the deep mountains of Guangnan Mansion in Yunnan, Chu Wenhao not only served as a squad leader in the earliest company established by the People's Army, but also served as a squadron leader in the "Sabre" special force formed later. Therefore, for the People's Army, he can be regarded as a veritable old man. As an old man of the People's Army, Chu Wenhao has an almost blind admiration for Xiao Mubaihuai. Not only him, but all the earliest soldiers of the People's Army, who witnessed the People's Army from nothing to something and from weak to strong, all of them had this kind of feeling to a greater or lesser extent. Therefore, being able to serve as Xiao Mubai's chief of guard is a real honor for Chu Wenhao.

He is delicate, even if he is the chief of the guard, he still likes to do some things himself, just like doing the final security check for the team every time. Perhaps it is precisely because of this habit that he has never made a mistake in any of the work he has done.

"Attention all team members, the chairman is going to the Phoenix Mountain General Staff, and he has been prepared to come over, please be ready!" Suddenly, a voice came from the headset that Chu Wenhao was wearing on his left ear. Chu Wenhao could hear it, this was his deputy, the voice of Guan Ruipeng, the chairman's deputy chief of guard, a young man who often had a cold face and a serious face.

Chu Wenhao quickly scanned the surroundings with a keen gaze, and did not feel any dangerous aura, so he breathed a sigh of relief. Several cars around him had already made all the preparations, and the nearby guards were also on full alert. With the sound of footsteps in the hall, Chu Wenhao saw that Chairman Xiao Mubai, who was firmly guarded by four guards, was striding towards the convoy.

After Xiao Mubai walked to a sedan and bent down to get into the car, Chu Wenhao, who locked the door for him, quickly opened the door on the passenger seat and sat down. The majestic motorcade then quickly started and drove out of the gate, maintaining a steady pace all the way towards the general staff of the People's Army located in Phoenix Mountain, outside the city.

Xiao Mubai sat quietly in the back row, leaning his head on his back and closing his eyes, constantly analyzing the domestic situation in his mind, feeling slightly tired.

In 1913, there was still some chaos on the land of China. On the bright side, the "pen and paper politician" Song Jiaoren is still making various speeches calling for constitutional politics in various places, and all parties are actively preparing for the upcoming re-election of the Beijing Senate and the House of Representatives; Secretly, the Beiyang Group and the Southwest Group have long regarded each other as life-and-death rivals, and they are making final preparations for war, and it seems that it is only a matter of time before the two major military groups rise again.

Thinking of Song Jiaoren, Xiao Mubai shook his head unconsciously. He had no doubt that Song Jiaoren was indeed a great patriot, but Xiao Mubai did not dare to agree with the political ideas of this great patriot. Xiao Mubai never felt that constitutionalism and parliamentarism would suit China's national conditions, or China's current national conditions.

In Xiao Mubai's eyes, Song Jiaoren is a typical scholar-type politician, a rookie politician who has not experienced any power struggle, no political experience, and no strength. In his cognition, Song Jiaoren's only hope is to count on the conscience of those in power to find out and take the initiative to return to the people; The only way is to win power in a short period of time by relying on votes. Of course, it turns out that this can only be a fantasy.

As we all know, the Xinhai Revolution was a papier-mâché victory, and in this revolution, only the Beiyang Group and the Southwest Group, which firmly held military power and power, were the biggest winners. The tragedy of Song Jiaoren lies in the fact that he regarded such a papier-mâché victory as a real victory, and what he wanted was to seize power from Yuan Shikai's central government by his own words. But he didn't want to think about it, if he did that, even if Yuan Shikai himself could not object, would the veteran ruffians and old bureaucrats who were attached to Beiyang also not object? If you want to establish the rules of the gentleman's game in the bandits' den, the question is not whether the rules of the gentleman's game should be established, but whether you have the strength and what kind of means you will use. Obviously, he Song Jiaoren did not have these two conditions.

Xiao Mubai believes that the pure literati who gave up violent revolution and counted on the conscience of feudal autocrats to discover modern China are endless, but endless illusions are always shattered by cruel reality. In the past, there were Kang Youwei, Liang Qichao, and now there is Song Jiaoren. These people may never understand that there can be true liberation without an independent revolution. Without the power of revolution to seize power, how can there be true democracy?

In an instant, the convoy reached an intersection that required a turn, and the convoy slowed down slightly. At this time, Chu Wenhao, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, suddenly felt a little inappropriate, people like him who had been walking on the edge of life and death for many years had an unusual sensitivity to the perception of danger.

"Danger!" Chu Wenhao roared and quickly pulled out his matching gun.

Almost at this moment, only a "bang" was heard, and although a whistling bullet hit the glass of the rear window of the car, it was quickly ejected. The car Xiao Mubai was riding in was a heavy-duty bulletproof car, and even the glass was specially made bulletproof glass, and ordinary small arms could not penetrate him at all.

"There are killers! It's rifle shooting, everyone be careful, go through dangerous sections at full speed! Chu Wenhao's reaction speed was extremely fast, and he suddenly shouted.

When the highly trained drivers heard the order, they immediately picked up speed and rushed towards the intersection in front. However, before the convoy could turn the corner, a truck suddenly slammed into the first vehicle of the convoy. The violent impact soon brought the two cars to a stop at the intersection. Several sedans that followed closely behind saw that the situation was not good, and immediately braked and stopped.

Blocking the front and back, he quickly figured out the key, and Chu Wenhao, who was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat, immediately shouted frantically: "Get out of the car and protect the chairman!" ”

Sudden gunshots and the sound of cars colliding quickly shook the streets. The crowd on the street immediately screamed and began to run, and at this time, more than 20 fierce men dressed in black and armed with short guns suddenly appeared from all around, and they kept shooting at the crowd while quickly approaching the convoy.

As soon as Chu Wenhao's voice came out, they had already taken out the portable submachine guns and pistols they were carrying, and between several tactical movements, they quickly used the vehicles as a cover and opened fire fiercely at the black-clothed men who were surrounding. Several men in black who were shooting hard quickly fell under the accurate fire of the officers and men of the guard regiment. Suppressed by the firepower, the killers' gunfire was paused, Chu Wenhao jumped up, and instantly killed the three killers who were going to come around from the side.

The leader of the killers was obviously a little surprised, he didn't expect these guards to be so difficult. Your opponent is almost twice as numerous as your opponent, but your opponent's firepower is several times that of your own. As more and more men in black fell, the killers finally panicked a little, and they began to fight and retreat. Under the command of Chu Wenhao, the officers and soldiers of the guard regiment did not pursue, for them, it was obviously more important to protect the safety of Chairman Xiao Mubai than to pursue these killers.

The time of the attack was short-lived, and the officers and men of the guard regiment finally breathed a sigh of relief as a steady stream of police officers on side-wheeled motorcycles arrived. Xiao Mubai was pressed under the two warriors, although he did not suffer any damage, but there was a nameless fire in his heart. was assassinated in a good manner, but he was assassinated at the door of his lair, and anyone would have a fire in their hearts if such a scene changed. When did the security in the southwest get so bad, Xiao Mubai thought about it, and there was another fire in his belly. Although he thought so, Xiao Mubai understood that the police department in the southwest could not be blamed.

That night, Colonel Huo Donglin, director of the First Bureau of Internal Intelligence of the Intelligence Department of the General Staff of the People's Army, was reporting to his superior, Minister Ling Fei, on the events of the day.

"Minister, there were a total of thirty-four people who attacked Chairman Xiao's motorcade at that time, and all but eight escaped, and all the others were killed on the spot by the officers and soldiers of the guard regiment. For those who escaped, the police in Chengdu are currently conducting a city-wide search. ”

"Bang!" Ling Fei's fist slammed into the conference table, and the teacup on the table jumped up uncontrollably: "Eight? You mean eight people escaped?

Seeing this, Huo Donglin, who was taken aback, hurriedly persuaded him: "Minister, dissipate your anger, it's useless to get angry now!" ”

"Eliminate gas? How the fuck am I going to get angry? I didn't even have time to eat dinner, so I was called to the office by President Jiang and scolded a bloody dog. Now you're telling me to dissipate? How do I degasrate? Ling Fei roared angrily: "Huo Donglin, I want to know before dawn that force did this!" If you can't find out, then you won't have to come back to see me! ”

Hearing this, Huo Donglin hurriedly replied: "Minister, it has been preliminarily determined that these assassins are all from the Black Dragon Society in Japan. ”

Ling Fei's eyes narrowed, two chilling murderous auras burst out, and he roared in a deep voice: "Little Japan of the dog day! Huo Donglin, order all the places under your bureau to destroy all the intelligence stations that little Japan has stationed in my country. Fuck little Japan, if you don't let Lao Tzu have a good time, then Lao Tzu will be consumed with you. (The novel "The Frontier of the Great Power" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "dd" and follow, hurry up! )