Mai Ping breathed a sigh of relief, the troops finally came, and they could finally turn the tide, and they hadn't lost yet.

He cheered up and pulled up the poplar roots: "Let's go, go to the head of the troops." ”

It was a car regiment of the Jiangbei garrison division plus an infantry regiment that came, and the convoy could not enter when it drove to the periphery, and was stopped outside by the peasants, and the soldiers did not force their way through the border and waited quietly.

Chen Zikun also heard that the army was dispatched, and he said calmly: "Let their commander come to see me." ”

It didn't take much effort, and a middle-aged soldier wearing a 58-style military uniform hurriedly came, and the collar badge showed the rank of colonel. When he came to the front, he snapped and stood upright, and saluted: "Good chief, commander of the Jiangbei Military Division and commander of the garrison division, Luo Xiaolou came to report, please instruct!" ”

Chen Zikun returned the salute and said, "Take a break." ”

Luo Xiaolou is Qi Xiu's husband, the young martial artist of the Qi family class has grown into a mature revolutionary soldier, and it can be seen that he wisely chose neutrality in this struggle, and even slightly leaned towards Chen Zikun's side.

To be exact, he was on the side of the people.

"Commander Luo, are you bringing the troops?" Chen Zikun asked knowingly.

"Report chief, I'm afraid that the masses will not have the means of transportation, so bring trucks to help them transport grain." Luo Xiaolou replied calmly.

Chen Zikun said: "You came just in time, please ask the soldiers to help maintain order, don't mess up the grain depot and cause the loss of state property." ”

"Yes!" Luo Xiaolou saluted neatly.

The news came out that the PLA is here to help us! The audience once again cheered and warmly welcomed the People's Liberation Army, the militia and soldiers hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, and the military and the people were one family.

Mai Ping and Yang Shugen in the corner, who were like lost dogs, were dumbfounded, which one is this singing, and the co-authoring army was also bought by Chen Zikun.

"Let's go, go to the local committee." Mai Ping Road.

The two took off their straight tunics, picked up a straw hat and put it on their heads as a cover, squeezed out of the cracks, and finally came out sweating profusely, hurriedly returned to the prefectural committee, grabbed the phone and wanted to ask the province for help, but the phone did not work.

Mai Ping's ability was completely inadequate in front of Chen Zikun, the post and telecommunications bureau was already in the hands of the militia, all the telephone calls could not be made, telegrams could not be sent, and pickets were also stationed at the railway station, bus station, and wharf, temporarily interrupting all traffic.

"Chen Zikun, is this going to rebel!" Mai Ping beat his chest, he really couldn't figure out where Chen Zikun came from to be this bold man, holding the masses hostage and openly making enemies of the authorities.

Mai Ping can't figure it out that it's his own business, the hearts of the broad masses of the people are as bright as a mirror, Chen Zikun was sent by Chairman Mao of the Party Central Committee to provide disaster relief, can he be wrong with him?

Of course, senior cadres don't think so, such as Commander Luo Xiaolou, he went through an extremely fierce ideological struggle in which way to fall, and the final result was not because he had an old relationship with Chen Zikun, but because he saw the power of the people, and if he chose to be the enemy of the people, what awaited him would be a catastrophe!

With the help of the People's Liberation Army, the pressure on transportation has been greatly reduced, the trucks of the automobile regiment can be pulled more than the flat cars of mule carts, and the soldiers help the masses to carry food, and one by one they are walking happily like flying, and the scene makes people want to cry with excitement.

The general trend has been decided, Chen Zikun made instructions to keep half of the grain for the masses in the urban area, take the household registration book, and each family receive a month's grain, and the comrades of the army have worked hard to allocate 5,000 catties of wheat to enrich the canteen.

Everyone was happy.

Chen Zikun has gathered a lot of people around him, Commander Luo Xiaolou, militia commanders Ma Chunhua, Chen Bei, etc., as well as the leaders of the national grain depot, anyway, things are already like this, they simply follow Chen Zikun.

"Go to the local committee." Chan said.

"What are you doing there?" Chen Bei asked.

"Take over local power." Chan is in high spirits.

"Okay!" Chen Bei draped a windbreaker over his father's shoulders and stood behind him with his waist crossed, feeling like Guan Ping was next to his father.

Twenty-two years ago, he led the army and civilians to fight a bloody battle to resist the Japanese invaders, and there are still bullet marks on the wall.

There is a solemn big sign hanging at the door of the prefectural committee, and there are guards and soldiers standing guard, how dare the little soldiers stop these people, not only do not stop them, but also salute.

A group of people surrounded Chen Zikun and walked in the corridor of the prefectural committee building, and the staff heard their footsteps and looked around, and they were all frightened. No, the 49-year revolution has been successful, whose fate is this?

When he came to the office of the secretary of the prefectural party committee, Chen Bei stepped forward and swept aside the messy documents, ink bottles, and telephones on the table, and asked his father to sit down.

Chen Zikun sat down and said, "Immediately call the heads of various units to come here for a meeting, and the regional public security department is responsible for arresting the derelict cadres Mai Ping, Yang Shugen and others." ”

"Yes!" Let's take action now.

An orderly of the official class of the prefectural party committee told them that Secretary Mai and Secretary Yang were still here just now, and everyone immediately searched everywhere, and finally found Mai Ping and Yang Shugen in a storage room.

Chen Zikun didn't see them at all, and asked the two to be detained and left to the organization.

After finishing all this, Chen Zikun picked up the phone and asked the Post and Telecommunications Bureau to connect with the provincial party committee.

……

Zheng Zeru's eyelids are always jumping these days, feeling that something big is about to happen, he calls Beijing every day to inquire about things, but he didn't expect that the incident happened not in the temple, but in Jiangbei.

The secretary came in with a solemn face and said, "Secretary Zheng, Jiangbei Special Line, Chen Zikun called." ”

"Oh? Lao Chen has arrived in Jiangbei. Zheng Zeru picked up the microphone suspiciously.

"Lao Zheng, I'll call you at the local government office, I set off a cannonball, you have a mental preparation, don't scare you."

Zheng Zeru laughed heartily: "Lao Chen, don't scare me, just say, what's the matter?" ”

Chen Zikun said: "I led 100,000 peasants to rebel against the local committee, removed Mai Ping from his post and investigated, temporarily detained him, and distributed the grain from the national grain depot, hehe, you weren't scared, right?" Lao Zheng, Lao Zheng, why don't you speak? ”

Zheng Zeru swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, where else did he speak, Chen Zikun is a dog, where is the artillery battle, it is like an atomic bomb!

"Lao Chen, don't make the next move, wait for me to pass, I'll set off immediately." Zheng Zeru put down the phone, grabbed his clothes and said to the secretary: "Let the Railway Bureau prepare the train, no, let the Civil Aviation Bureau prepare the plane, no, transfer the air force of the Air Force, I will go to Jiangbei." ”

Twenty minutes later, Zheng Zeru's special car drove to the combat readiness airfield of a certain air force unit, and the rotors of a grass-green Zhi-5 helicopter had already begun to operate, and the leaders bent down and pressed their hats to board the helicopter, and the Zhiwu rose from the ground and flew towards Jiangbei.

Two hours later, Zheng Zeru arrived at Jiangbei Airport, and the garrison sent a car to send the first secretary of the provincial party committee to the prefectural party committee building.

"Oh, Lao Chen, you made me very passive." Zheng Zeru began to complain as soon as he entered the office.

Chen Zikun was indifferent: "One person does things and one person is responsible, I can still afford this thing, I asked you to come to ask you to deal with the aftermath, and I will go to Beijing to take the blame." ”

Zheng Zeru was silent for a few seconds and said, "Lao Chen, you did go too far this time, and I will try my best to make up for you." ”

Chen Zikun said: "The aftermath is not to wipe your buttocks, if you dare to accept the relief food sent by me, I will arrest you too." ”

Zheng Zeru smiled bitterly: "I just want to accept it, but I don't have the ability." ”

Chen Zikun said: "Since you are here, I will step down and go home to pick up my grandson." ”

After that, he took care of himself and left.

"After the incident, you are so happy, you are so happy, the mess is thrown to me." Zheng Zeru shook his head and cried and laughed.

In the people's hall not far from the building of the prefectural party committee, more than 1,000 people are openly criticizing Mai Ping, and this is Chen Zikun's instruction and is also the strong demand of the masses, and the anger of the masses will not be extinguished unless this revisionist and bureaucratic guy is brought down.

As for Yang Shugen, he was escorted back to Nantai by the members to open a public trial meeting.

Let these two people be swept away, and they will not be able to raise their heads from now on, so that they will not be able to retaliate against the masses, Chen Zikun's intentions are far-reaching.

……

Chen Zikun came to the Gaotupo family home, and the crowd surrounded the three floors inside and three floors outside, and they told him about the difficulties in life, and they kept talking.

"Don't mess around, come one by one, I will bring your opinions to the Central Committee and Chairman Mao." Chen Zikun is approachable, smiling kindly, and listens carefully to everyone's opinions.

Chen Zikun said: "The country is facing a natural disaster that is rare in a thousand years, the Soviet Union is collecting debts, and the imperialist blockade is to believe that the party will lead everyone out of the predicament and realize communism." ”

Someone said: "Haven't we already achieved communism?" ”

Chen Zikun said with a smile: "You're talking about the big canteen, it's just the initial exploration stage of communism, and it can't be counted." ”

Finally sent the masses away, Chen Zikun can finally hug his grandson, little Chen Guang is seven years old, it's almost time to go to elementary school, and he is still relatively unfamiliar with the grandfather from Beijing, and he is afraid to lie in his grandmother's arms timidly.

Chen Zikun has a way, he knows that boys of this age like guns, he reached out and pulled out an M1911 from his waist, removed the magazine, pulled the sleeve to check that there were no bullets, and handed it to his grandson: "Do you want to play with this?" ”

"Yes." Xiao Chenguang's eyes were glued to the gun, although there was no shortage of toys such as wooden guns at home, but he couldn't touch the real guy.

"Call grandpa."

"Grandpa!"

"Good."

Chen Zikun gave the empty gun to his grandson to play with, and the angry Xia Xiaoqing shook his head: "You, you, you're still like this when you're old." ”

"The people of the Chen family, how can they not use guns." Chen Zikun said with a smile.

At the reunion dinner in the evening, just eat at home according to Ma Chunhua's wishes, but Chen Zikun insisted on holding a banquet in the local committee, Secretary Peng and two guards also sat down to eat together, and an important guest came, Zheng Zeru.

Chen Zikun said: "Some things have happened in Jiangbei in the past few days, everyone knows it, I won't say more, I will go to Beijing tomorrow, this may be the last meal we have together." ”

Everyone bowed their heads, they were not ordinary people, they knew the serious consequences of doing so, Chen Zikun sacrificed his political future, just for the people of Jiangbei to change a full meal, this sentiment is simply greater than that of party members.

Zheng Zeru solemnly raised his glass: "Lao Chen, I respect you, go all the way!" ”