Oh, what a coincidence. She was actually at the switchboard? What a fate!

It's a pity that I don't have time at night. Otherwise, I would have to go find her.

"Help me pick up Team Leader Li Boqi."

"Is it you?"

Li Jingzhi also recognized Zhang Yong's voice.

I was a little excited, but I tried hard to suppress it.

This is not a matter of personal affairs.

Zhang Yong's call was made from inside the presidential palace.

This shows that Zhang Yong is in the entrusted official residence. This guy's status is really getting higher and higher.

"It's me. Help me pick up the team leader."

"OK."

Li Jingzhi hurriedly transferred the call.

According to Zhang Yong, there is only one team leader.

Regardless of any changes in Li Boqi's position, Zhang Yong will always address him as team leader.

wait……

"Hello……"

"The team leader is me, Zhang Yong."

"Are you coming to Chongqing?"

"Yes. Just arrived."

"I haven't received any news at all."

"oh."

Zhang Yong did not explain.

Li Boqi was telling him something tactfully.

As the commander of the Military Command Chongqing Station, Li Boqi had no idea that Zhang Yong was here.

What does this mean?

It shows that there are still people who can hide the truth from the eyes and ears of the military commander.

In other words, if someone does not want the military commander to participate in something, they can avoid it.

A deeper meaning is that even the committee members do not want the military to be unified. They know everything. This is the most important thing.

You must know that at this moment, Director Lin is also the director of the Military Command Bureau.

That's right, Director Lin is the full director of the Military Command Bureau. Boss Dai is just the deputy director. He has always been the deputy director. He has never been promoted to full position.

"Do you have a problem with me?"

"Can you please come to the official residence in person?"

"Something important?"

"You'll know when you come here. I'll wait for you here."

"Boss Dai..."

"He will also bring other cadres above the department level."

"Okay. I'll go there now."

"I'm waiting for you."

Zhang Yong put down the microphone.

Okay. The matter of military reunification is settled.

In front of them, confirm and approve.

Some matters should be dealt with face to face to prevent anyone from spreading rumors and causing trouble in the future.

"Report!"

Suddenly a staff officer came quickly.

Director Lin nodded.

"explain."

"The commission is back."

"knew."

Director Lin waved his hand.

The staff officer turned and left.

Zhang Yong:???

The commission is back?

This time? What a coincidence...

"Let's go!"

"Where to go?"

"Welcome to the committee!"

"I?"

"The committee heard that you were coming, so they came back early."

"oh."

Zhang Yong tidied his clothes.

I took a special look in the mirror. Not bad. He is a spirited young man.

Nothing to be nervous about. I’ve seen a lot.

After the Northwest Incident, I worked as a doorman at the Presidential Palace for three months. I saw him more than a dozen times a day.

I came to the dripping eaves of the official residence and stood side by side with Director Lin.

A black car without a license plate drove slowly over.

Stop.

Director Lin went up and opened the door.

Someone slowly got out of the car.

Zhang Yong looked at him and found that he was in good spirits.

If someone else fails continuously and the country loses its capital, it might really collapse.

So many direct troops also suffered heavy losses. Several ace German weapon masters were disabled.

The Germans stopped military trade again. There was no way to continue.

There are constant voices of doubt within the party.

When most people encounter so many bad things, they are at least depressed or irritable and restless.

But someone is very resilient and has not collapsed yet.

"Appointment."

Stand at attention and salute properly.

Someone glanced at him but said nothing. The air was a little quiet.

"gun?"

"exist."

Zhang Yong directly took out the Browning M1935.

He also deftly removed the magazine and showed it to someone clearly. He was not just trying to show off, but there were real bullets.

If I shoot you now, the sky will really fall.

When people around him saw Zhang Yong drawing his gun, they turned a blind eye. Apparently they already knew about it.

"good."

Someone nodded with satisfaction.

Zhang Yong inserted the Browning pistol back into his waist.

“Chongqing is not peaceful.”
To be continued...