Chapter 308: Chapter 304: On the Edge of Life and Death_2
Imdiately after, Nie Zhenbang’s voice ca out: “Six in front, eight in the back, I’m warning you again. Don’t try to test my patience. If you take any action, next ti, I might not be just shooting glass. Also, if anyone dares to move, we aren’t going to guarantee the safety of the hostages. Now, soone qualified to be in charge, co out.”
As Nie Zhenbang’s voice fell, everyone looked at Feng Dajun. At this mont, he was the highest-ranking person present, and, he was also the cousin of the county party secretary, so his word carried weight.
Taking the gaphone handed to him by his subordinate, Feng Dajun said sternly, “Listen up, you criminals, you’re surrounded by us. Resistance will only lead to a dead end. I advise you to surrender imdiately. Don’t harbor any lucky thoughts.”
At this mont, Nie Zhenbang, however, said sternly, “Enough with the nonsense. Now, we need food and water. For seven people. Send soone over with them. Otherwise, we’ll start killing hostages.”
Nie Zhenbang, with his years of military experience, was assertive and had an aura of danger. Right now, acting as a bandit, he seed quite convincing.
Feng Dajun did not hesitate at this mont, negotiation was good, he first arranged for a quick-witted police officer to go up, check out the situation inside the house, and then make arrangents based on that.
Soon, the prepared food and water were sent up. But at that mont, a man in casual clothes drove up in a black car, parked nearby, got out, and walked unhindered to Feng Dajun’s side. After whispering a few words, he turned around and left.
At this mont, Feng Dajun’s face changed. He said in a low voice, “Comrades, just now, I received instructions from the county committee secretary, Feng. At all costs, we must subdue these three vicious bandits. I believe that with your outstanding qualities, saving the hostages is definitely possible.”
With that, Feng Dajun turned his head and instructed the people next to him, “Also, notify the county hospital. The ambulance team should be on standby, ready to rescue the wounded at any ti.”
Just now, Feng Dabiao had issued a death warrant. These people, regardless of whether they surrender or not, must be killed, and they cannot see tomorrow’s sun.
While Nie Zhenbang was in a standoff on this side, on the rugged mountain road leading to Dang County, three off-road vehicles were winding through the dark night.
In the leading Toyota off-road vehicle, a man in his forties had a serious face. From under his silver-frad glasses ca forth a stern countenance. His light-colored striped shirt, red tie and dark suit made him look very serious, very orthodox.
The middle-aged man was the director of the third room of Ludong Province Disciplinary Committee, He Weimao. He Weimao’s rank was high but carried a deputy hall-level treatnt.
At this mont, He Weimao’s face was sowhat gloomy. Before coming out, the secretary of the Ludong Province Disciplinary Committee, Mr. Huang, was quite angry. The move of the Central Disciplinary Committee made Secretary Huang sowhat dissatisfied, as it was clear that they didn’t trust the abilities of the Ludong Province Disciplinary Committee.
Bringing emotions into the matter was naturally not good. Behind, the two vehicles were occupied by Fan ngshui, the secretary of the Disciplinary Committee of the East Union region, and Yang Gang, the first deputy commander of the East Mongolian Military Region.
“Comrade Zhao, this ti the task force is led by Director Nie from your Discipline Inspection and Supervision Office Five? Never heard of him,” said He Weimao lightly at this mont.
Not a few people in the Ludong Province Disciplinary Committee were displeased with the actions of the Central Disciplinary Committee. If you don’t trust us, why are you coming to us now? If you have the ability, investigate and close the case yourself. Working in discipline inspection for so many years, Nie Zhenbang’s na was totally unfamiliar.
Zhao knew that the people from Ludong Province Disciplinary Committee had so grievances against them, but there was nothing he could do. Could he tell these people that it was Deputy Secretary Ouyang Xia, who personally decided on it? If he said it, not only would it not explain anything, it would give people a sense of oppression by power. Zhao, an old man in the disciplinary committee for many years, understood this clearly.
“Director He, maybe you don’t know. Director Nie was newly transferred last week. He used to be a standing committee mber of the Municipal Committee of Bazhou City in the Xibei Autonomous Region, Secretary of Xinli Municipal Party Committee, and a deputy hall-level official. He is now serving as the executive deputy director of our office five, in charge of the comprehensive work of Office Five.” Zhao introduced with a smile.
Upon hearing Nie Zhenbang’s na, He Weimao was taken aback. This na was also familiar. Xinli was featured multiple tis in “Daily at Seven”. Naturally, Nie Zhenbang was also considered a bigshot and celebrity within the system. Unexpectedly, the youngest deputy hall-level official in Huaxia’s history has been transferred to the disciplinary line.
Imdiately, He Weimao turned on the reading light inside the car, glanced at his watch, it was already past eleven. They were still nearly fifty kiloters from Dang County. With their current speed, they probably wouldn’t arrive until around twelve fifty.
After pondering for a mont, He Weimao said in a low voice, “Xiao Zhou, speed up the car, put the police light on, pull the siren. This way, the road will be easier to travel.”
Next to him, Zhao was relieved. Nie Zhenbang’s na was indeed influential. He and Xiao Song had set off around eight-thirty in the morning and arrived at Lu Quan City and the Ludong Provincial Disciplinary Committee by three in the afternoon. However, they didn’t leave until four o’clock. They should have arrived by eleven-thirty, but it was already forty after eleven and they were still on the road. The longer the ti dragged on, the more dangerous it beca for Director Nie and the others. Now, Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Twelve thirty-five
Feng Dajun was running out of patience. His cousin had already issued a death order. At this point, action was inevitable. If he himself was not willing to act, then his cousin Feng Dabiao would start acting against him. Imdiately, Feng Dajun said in a deep voice, “Load the bullets, synchronize your watches. In three minutes, split into two groups, one in front and one behind in a pincer move. The other side has only one handgun, go all in one breath and charge in. I authorize you to shoot and kill the bandits directly!” (.)
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