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"Yang Ze, can we persuade this Chuxiong to help us?"
Wang Yi asked on a whim.
"It's probably enough." Yang Ze shook his head, then said.
"This Nanshi gathering place is just a local gathering place. He doesn't even intend to participate in this survivor conference. Obviously, he doesn't want to have anything to do with the capital."
"Since that's the case, then fine." Wang Yi nodded, and didn't say much, after all, it was just a random thought.
The speed of the plane was very fast, and the distance of several hundred kilometers only took one or two hours. In a blink of an eye, they were approaching the gathering place of Weishan Lake.
Looking down at the water lake from the air, not only Cai Yao, but also Wang Yi and Yang Ze were very moved.
Half a year ago, they passed through here, and finally arrived at the Daqingshan gathering place. In the blink of an eye, they came back here again, but things have changed.
At this time, the military camp at the Weishan Lake gathering place.
"Look carefully. This is an order from the capital. Cai Mingguo died in an air crash. The capital specially sent us to accept the Weishan Lake gathering place."
Wang Wenjie held a letter of appointment in his hand, and looked at the two people in front of him arrogantly.
"Veteran Duan, take a look, is this a document from the capital?" Ling Yuan's face darkened. The news of Cai Mingguo's death had already come back, including the bodies of two officers.
Of course Ling Yuan knew who those two were, one was his sister, and the other was Lin Feng.
But before he had time to grieve, the capital immediately sent someone over.
Lao Duan stepped forward to take the document and examined it carefully for a while, then nodded and said. "It is indeed from the capital."
"You heard me, now quickly hand over all the military power in the Weishan Lake gathering place!"
A smug look flashed in Wang Wenjie's eyes. The two brain-damaged people in front of him didn't know that it was Cai Mingguo who he killed with his own hands.
"Mr. Wang, please wait a moment, we have to think about it."
Ling Yuan paused, and subconsciously glanced at the man following Wang Wenjie.
The man was dressed in military uniform with a mask on his face. Since he came in, he hadn't said a word, but Ling Yuan could feel that this man's gaze was staring at him all the time, and there was hatred in it.
This made Ling Yuan feel strange, what does it mean that this person is mysterious and staring at him with hatred? Have you seen him before?
"Hmph, dawdling, how dare you refuse the capital's order? Don't forget, you are still soldiers!" Wang Wenjie said angrily.
"Mr. Wang, even if you want me to hand over the military power of the gathering place, you have to wait until we get all the senior officers here, right?"
Ling Yuan withdrew his gaze and spoke.
"Okay, I'll wait outside, remember, don't make us wait too long."
Wang Wenjie pushed the door with a cold snort and walked out, while the masked man gave Ling Yuan a hard look, and followed him out.
"Who the hell is he?" Ling Yuan couldn't help muttering in his heart, but now is not the time to think about these things.
"Old soldier Duan, what do you think of this matter?"
Ling Yuan turned to look at the old Duan. Although the old Duan was only a non-commissioned officer, he had been in the army for more than 20 years, and his qualifications were much older than Ling Yuan. Now that Cai Mingguo died, Ling Yuan temporarily took over the gathering place of Weishan Lake in name. But if there is anything, I still need to discuss it with the old Duan.
"Mr. Ling, I think there is something strange about the death of our army commander."
The old Duan said with an extremely gloomy expression.
"Yeah, a few good people, how can you say that they died? Or a plane crash!"
Ling Yuan hammered the table angrily, leaving a fist mark on the thick table.
Not only Cai Mingguo, but also his own sister Ling Xuan!
"These people might be specially sent by the capital to control the gathering place of Weishan Lake. To achieve what purpose, so"
"So we must not hand over the management rights of the Weishan Lake gathering place!"
Ling Yuan broke his voice.
"But if you don't hand it over, wouldn't you be disobeying the capital's order?" Old Duan said solemnly.
"The apocalypse broke out for such a long time, and we haven't contacted the capital gathering place a few times before. The army commander, Lin Feng and Ling Xuan died on the way to the capital gathering place. I don't trust them at all!"
Bursts of light flashed in Ling Yuan's eyes, Cai Mingguo just died, isn't it strange that this group of people came to take over the Weishan Lake gathering place?
Unbeknownst to him, in the room outside, a dozen soldiers with stern expressions stood together. Judging from their behavior, it seemed that they had just put on this military uniform, without any military temperament.
"Ling Yuan and Lao Duan probably don't want to surrender their military power anymore." The masked man said in a deep voice.
"What, you want revenge again?" Wang Wenjie next to him snorted coldly and continued.
"When I came here, the councilors have already given orders. Unless they are too ignorant of current affairs, they should not do anything at will, or they will ruin the major affairs of the councilors. Can you afford it!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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