Axi Frontline Command, outside the courtyard, a row of military vehicles was parked.

"Bang!"

Zhang Xunchen pushed open the car door, rushed out of the vehicle, and hurried towards the command post with several guards.

The Anxi soldiers nearby saw it was the Chief of the General Staff and saluted.

Zhang Xunchen moved swiftly. As he hurried along, the tent in the distance was suddenly lifted open, and several soldiers carried two corpses out.

Seeing this, Zhang Xunchen paused. Something flashed through his mind, and his expression became even more anxious. He went from a fast walk to a jog, quickly rushing towards the command post.

"Ready!"

Having only run halfway, a loud shout came from beside the camp, attracting Zhang Xunchen's attention. He turned his head and saw six or seven Jiangxi officers kneeling in a row in a large, dusty pit on the right side of the camp.

These officers looked pale, their faces filled with despair and fear. Some were even breathing heavily, their bodies shaking as if electrocuted.

A row of Anxi soldiers stood behind them, holding automatic rifles, aiming at the back of their heads. An Zecheng's most capable division commander stood there, in charge of executing these people.

"Stop! Stop, all of you!" Zhang Xunchen hurriedly ran over, shouting as he ran.

The division commander glanced back at him but still resolutely waved his right hand, which was raised high, and shouted, "Fire!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The intense gunfire broke the silence of the night. Blood mists erupted from the heads of the officers, and they fell into the pit.

These officers had refused to cooperate with the Anxi faction in denouncing Jiang Yuanzhen.

From a soldier's point of view, they could be considered men of unyielding integrity. From a human perspective, there was also a reason why they wouldn't betray Jiang Yuanzhen.

They were all Jiang's direct subordinates, and whether in terms of economics or the recent military operations, they were all real participants, even planners.

If things succeeded, they would take off. If things failed, they would naturally be crushed to pieces.

Therefore, these officers understood that they could not survive no matter what they did.

Seeing the corpses on the ground, Zhang Xunchen's eyes almost popped out. He pointed at the division commander and shouted, "I told you to stop! Didn't you hear me?"

The division commander was expressionless. He raised his hand and saluted Zhang Xunchen: "Greetings, Chief of the General Staff! Under military orders."

Zhang Xunchen was speechless upon hearing this.

"An Zecheng, I'll fuck your mother! I'll kill your whole family!"

Jiang Yuanzhen's cursing suddenly came from the tent. Zhang Xunchen thought for a moment, turned around and headed back toward the tent, lifting the curtain and walking inside.

As soon as he entered the tent, a bloody smell hit him in the face. Zhang Xunchen frowned and saw Jiang Yuanzhen being pinned to the table.

Although he looked a little disheveled, at least he was still alive, which relieved Zhang Xunchen.

Before he could speak, Jiang Yuanzhen glared at Zhang Xunchen and said through gritted teeth, "I risked my life for you, for over twenty years, and helped Tan Hengqiang become the Deputy Commander! Is this how you treat me?"

Zhang Xunchen stood there, his face pale, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Take him out." An Zecheng waved his hand, and two guards grabbed Jiang Yuanzhen and dragged him out of the tent.

As he was leaving, Jiang Yuanzhen's eyes were still fixed on Zhang Xunchen.

In his heart, although he hated Su Tianyu and An Zecheng, he hated the headquarters even more! He had made great contributions to the headquarters, supporting Tan Hengqiang all the way to where he was today!

But at the crucial moment, Tan Hengqiang showed no attitude and even tacitly allowed An to deal with him! He was truly unwilling!

Zhang Xunchen looked away and turned to An.

An Zecheng sat aside, looking calm. Beside him were a dozen or so core Jiangxi officers, kneeling on the ground, writing their denouncements.

Zhang Xunchen felt a fire in his heart but didn't let it out.

An Zecheng waved his hand and said, "Take them somewhere else to write."

"Yes!"

The guards grabbed those people and dragged them out of the tent.

The other officers also understood the hidden meaning and left together. Soon, only An Zecheng and Zhang Xunchen were left in the large tent.

"Lao Zhang, sit down." An Zecheng pointed to the chair in front of him.

"Lao An!" Zhang Xunchen was in no mood to sit. He took two steps forward, stood in front of the other man, tried his best to suppress the fire in his heart, and gently reproached, "What do you think you're doing? I told you in advance not to touch these people, to hand them over to headquarters to deal with. Why won't you listen?"

An Zecheng picked up a cigarette and handed it to Zhang Xunchen: "Don't worry, sit down! Let's talk after you sit down."

Now that things had come to this, getting angry was useless. Zhang Xunchen thought for a moment, took the cigarette, and slowly sat down.

An Zecheng said in a calm voice, "Lao Zhang, I knew you would definitely come today, and you would definitely say these things. But I have to do this."

Zhang Xunchen lit the cigarette, frowned slightly, and didn't say anything.

An Zecheng also took a puff of smoke and continued, "Just like Jiang Yuanzhen said, these officers have been rooted in the garrison for over a dozen years. They have countless connections and have made contributions. Even if you send them back to headquarters, what can you do with them? By then, the Jiang family's influence will be so strong, how will you take over the First Army?"

Zhang Xunchen said in a deep voice, "That's the idea, but..."

An Zecheng waved his hand, interrupting him: "Lao Zhang, you should trust me. I know what I'm doing! I won't let Commander Tan think I'm overstepping my authority or messing around."

As he spoke, An Zecheng stood up, walked to the table next to him, picked up a document, and handed it to Zhang Xunchen: "With these denunciation letters and this evidence, the headquarters will have a justified reason to take down Jiang Yuanzhen. The other old factions, whether out of old affection or connections, won't be able to say anything. Those who are unwilling to write materials and unwilling to denounce are obviously stubborn and incorrigible. Executing them is purely to save trouble. Otherwise, at a critical moment, they could collude from the inside and cause a mutiny, which would also be very troublesome."

An Zecheng sat back down and gently patted Zhang Xunchen's leg: "I've played the bad guy, and I've cleaned up the people. Now I'm handing them all back to Commander Tan."

Zhang Xunchen was speechless for a long time: "You've already said that, so what else can I say?"

The two men looked at each other in silence.

...

At the same time, Longcheng Garrison Headquarters.

Tan Hengqiang sat in the meeting room, calmly waiting for the results. Tan Mingchao finished his work and returned here to wait with his father.

Besides the two of them, there was no one else in the meeting room. It was very quiet.

"Ring ring ring."

A phone rang. Tan Mingchao answered it and spoke a few words: "Yes, yes... I understand... Okay, I'll tell him..."

After a while, Tan Mingchao put down the phone, turned to his father, and said, "Dad, Uncle An has finished everything. All the relationships in the First Army have been taken care of. Those officers and the denunciation materials will be brought back by Uncle Zhang later."

Hearing this, Tan Hengqiang remained calm and nodded lightly.