Chi Ling shook his fingers holding the cigarette, "The semi-hardened facial muscles sucked slightly." He smiled reluctantly, "What exactly is that point?"

"When you feel you can survive, you declare that you must be executed tomorrow."

"When you think you are innocent and can be released in court, you are thrown into a prison in a dark prison for life."

"When you worked hard to earn a fortune from a wealth of thousands of dollars, you were suddenly confiscated and confiscated.

Even the women and children you love must be punished as slaves and become tools for others to play with. Even prisoners who already know that they will die will also endure the terrible difference between simply being shot or being tragically killed at the moment when death comes. Haha! The psychological tolerance of human beings is actually very weak. When confidence and belief completely collapse in the face of the threat of extreme fear, they want to know the secrets they hide in their inner world...

Actually, it's very simple."

Chi Ling was still staring at Lin Xiang's eyes. He didn't say anything, as if he was nervously thinking about how to deal with it. But the slightly drooping flesh on his cheeks trembled unconsciously for a few times.

"I have reviewed the information of the Chief Secretary Zhang Kuishan. There is no problem with this person's political and family background. We will not use the method of forcing confession to the convicted person. However, as long as they are humans, they will always make mistakes. Even the legendary saints have opponents and hostile people hidden in the dark. From the Second Infantry Regiment, it should not be difficult to find a few soldiers or civilians who have had a feud with Zhang Kuishan. As for what method they will use to accuse the poor Chief of the Logistics Chief, this is beyond our control."

"The mouth grows on others. You will never predict what you say and what evidence you can produce. Of course, there must be a fake component in the reporting materials. Some of the things that seem impossible to become facts are probably the most famous threat. What the political and supervisory committee needs to do is to check them one by one based on these materials and see whether they are true or false. But this judgment will completely depend on us. Reality is likely to be regarded as fake. And those false that seem to be unscrupulous may often be regarded as real."

Lin Xiang's words did not mention Chi Ling or the name of someone related to him. However, these seemingly ordinary words "in the heart of the commander of the Second Infantry Regiment, you emitted the signs of energy that were about to erupt in the violent volcano. His face turned pale in an instant." He seemed to remember something very scary and terrible, but he could only forcibly endure it. However, the undulation of the mouth became stronger and stronger, and the breathing became heavier and heavier.

He had already understood the subtext in Lin Xiang's words~ This was just a simple question.

However, the Political Supervision Commission can "replace and change the confessions they have received at any time to become anti-control materials they need as needed. Many times, "smashing someone does not actually require so-called evidence, as long as there is a suitable accusation, it is enough. You will never be able to respond to everyone around you as a precaution. Even parents, brothers and sisters will have to stand opposite due to death or reality, pointing your face in pain and scolding loudly... You are the one who is rebelling against you!"

Cold sweat penetrated from Chi Ling's forehead. He couldn't help but have the urge to reach out to his waist to reach out to his gun. Looking at the colonel whose eyes were getting redder and ugly, Lin Xiang kept calm.

It seems that what the other party does has no effect on you at all.

"Do you need another glass of water? I don't have tea or coffee."

Lin Xiang's slender fingers lightly tapped the table, and the sound of the questioning was pleasant.

Chi Ling's pupils suddenly tightened. The body, which was originally tense like a leopard, slowly relaxed. He subconsciously took a sip of the cigarette butts left, looked at the young man opposite him whom Mou Ling feared, and vomited out a long mouthful of thick smoke. Even he himself couldn't tell what purpose he was going on, so he nodded silently.

The cup was filled with water. Lin Xiang picked up a document from the shelf next to him and opened it. His eyes swept across the names listed on the page, and he recited it with a clear voice.

"Fighting Chiefs of the First to Fifth Battalions" Sheng Li, Ma Xikang, Liu Zhengcheng, Zhang Jianyue, Yanping. Your nephew, Captain Bei Gang, deputy captain of the Sixth Squadron of the Third Battalion, is the focus of this inquiry."

The flesh on Chi Ling's face leaped, he looked at him deeply, and crushed the cigarette butts on the armrest of the chair. Yin asked in a deep voice: "Tell me! What do you want?"

To be honest, Chi Ling really wanted to pull out his pistol and slam the handsome young man's head hard.

But he didn't dare and couldn't do this. Lin Xiang did not force him into a dead end. As long as he did a little bit of vitality, no one would make a move to seek death.

What's more, behind the political commissar is the terrifying and cold political supervision committee. Once a bloodshed occurs or an armed confrontation occurs, the SS directly under the Ministry of Internal Affairs will be able to intervene legitimately, and the evolution of the matter will be out of control. At that time, the Second Infantry Regiment will truly become accused of nominal rebel... even if the Army Command is willing to maintain it, it will never be possible to completely cut off relations with the Xinjing because of its mere regiment commander.

The problem of food and supply has not been solved for a day, and the Western Military Region will always be troops under the control of Xinjing. Although the Second Infantry Regiment has tens of thousands of troops, there are tens of thousands of civilians under the control area, it is far from important enough to make the army in opposition to Xinjing.

The other party's words are already very clear - if you don't want to die, you must pay enough benefits for exchange.

“I want actual control of the three battalions—

,”

Lin Xiang spoke bluntly: "You only need to hand over the existing troops, and all officers of all levels leave the barracks within two hours. You can also take all weapons and equipment away."

"This is impossible"

Chi Ling flatly refused: "The Second Infantry Regiment has only five battalions in total, and 60% of its strength is handed over to the Political Supervision Committee. If you don't have to do it, the division commander and the army commander will also shoot me on charges of rebellion."

“If the Supervisory Commission wants to punish someone, no one can stop him.”

Lin Xiang was not angry at all. He smiled and said in a melodious and pleasant voice: "Same, if a person is worthy of the protection of the committee, no one can hurt him." "Are you threatening me?" Chi Ling turned his body sideways and unconsciously mocked the gun in the leather hood between his waist with his right hand.

“I just tell the truth.”

Lin Xiang looked at him seriously: "To be honest, I admire all the officers and soldiers of the Western Military Region very much. You can persevere in such a harsh environment. "There is no supply, the food supply is often short of, and the amount of medicine is often insufficient. In the Eastern Military Region, these situations are simply unimaginable. Since I am the political commissar of the Second Infantry Regiment, I naturally have to try my best to solve the problem. In name, "these three battalions will continue to accept your command." Nominally, all changes will not be reported to the Group Army Command. The registration of the Political Supervision Commission is impossible for outsiders to know.

As a reward for loyalty to the committee, the Second Infantry Regiment can receive 100% supplies. As for your own benefits, they are naturally indispensable."

The blood in Chi Ling's eyes became thicker and thicker. He mopped the cigarette from his pocket again, pulled out a piece of cigarette between his fingers, "not lit", and then irritatedly rubbed the cigarette into a ball, his voice seemed a little hoarse: "...

.. Want to instigate me?" Lin Xiang smiled and shook his head: "We are all members of the Red Republican Army, and we are all extremely loyal to the great leaders. This is just a manifestation of allegiance to the Party and the country. The Eastern Military Region and the Third Army are internal conflicts among the people. Even General Qi Yue himself must obey the country and the Party."

Chi Ling looked at him deeply, lowered his head, stuck his elbows on his knees, and inserted his ten fingers into his messy hair, pulling it back and forth. After nearly five minutes, he leaned his body back and forth stubbornly. The strength on his body seemed to be completely exhausted, as if he had finally made up his mind, but said weakly and fearfully: "There are too many three camps, which is impossible.

At most, I can only give you one."

Lin Xiang's face was still smiling, but his expression seemed a little cold: "It's not a good habit to ask for a price all over the place and pay it back."

"No! I don't mean that-"

Chi Ling hurriedly defended: "The staffing of the Western Military Region is a bit special. At the beginning of its establishment, all battalions and squadron-level combat units were directly allocated to three to five squadron-level combat chiefs by the Group Army Command. Without the order issued by the core group, even the army-level command could not be abolished. Even if I replace all officers of the three battalions according to your requirements, they can still control a considerable number of soldiers. Moreover, such large-scale adaptation will definitely not be concealed from the division-level intelligence department. Once reported to the Group Army Command as an abnormal situation, all nearby troops will immediately enter a warning state. At that time, we will be wiped out as abandoned children."

Lin Xiang did not continue to investigate - this statement was very sincere. "There should be no forgery. Although he had not been a member of the Political and Supervision Commission for a long time, Lin Xiang had some of the confidential documents within the committee. Regarding the control of the army, the Western Military Region does have a complete set of detailed response plans. Once a senior chief officer has shown signs of abnormal movement, he will directly control the battalion and squadron level officers will refuse to obey orders such as transfer of the garrison, disarming, and re-adapting. Not only that, all information will be reported to the Group Army Command as soon as possible, and the core guard controlled by the General Staff will be further encircled, and the confrontation will be "regained the control of the anti-riot troops in a short period of time.

The conflict between Xinjing and the Western Military Region has been around for a long time. Almost every combat unit in the Western Military Region can smell a faint breath. On the premise of maintaining nominal acceptance of leadership, the shadow of the political and supervisory committee has penetrated into every squadron. The Third Army cannot refuse, and can only arrange a hidden line that can ensure the control of the troops outside the existing system. It is also because of this that although the Political Supervision Commission never misses any opportunity, it has not achieved much effect on the rebellion of any object worthy of "fighting for", and in addition, it must have sufficient military force to defend against threats from Europe over time, the political structure of the Eastern and Western factions of the Red Republican Army has become increasingly subtle.

Lin Xiang did not make things difficult for Chi Ling - a battalion was indeed the limit of "bargaining chips" that this infantry regiment commander could pay. Too many personnel were replaced, which could easily attract the attention of the Army Command. But even the part he agreed to "cannot complete all the officer dispatches in a short time. After all, the occasional change in the position of a few people is incomparable to the large-scale transformation of dozens or even hundreds of people.

"It's okay! You can start from the local area. A squadron". A small team, or a border post, or an observation point. As long as you show enough sincerity, I think...

The committee is completely understandable.”

Lin Xiang smiled slightly: "Take it slow, I have time."

In Chi Ling's opinion, this smile obviously has another potential meaning.

Threat, contempt, or temporarily hidden under the appearance of peace and indifference, and may burst out at any time?

The Political Supervision Commission is a heavy mountain that will always be shrouded in the hearts of all members of the Red Republican Army. No one knows when it will collapse," crushing itself to death and burying it.

Chi Ling suddenly realized that everything he thought was stable was so fragile and unbearable under Lin Xiang's aggressive pupils.

That's right! The Second Infantry Regiment does have tens of thousands of troops, far exceeding the organization of a division in the old era. Most officers can obey their orders. In a sense, the Second Infantry Regiment is actually equivalent to its own si army. But so what? The barren land has no harvest and no material supplies from Xinjing, and the Second Infantry Regiment cannot support it for a week. What's more, the Army Command of the Group also has to bow to Xinjing because of the same reason. Once there is any abnormal movement, it will always be itself that is thrown out as a bargaining chip.

Chi Ling seemed to have seen it,

He was taken to the political court by the Ministry of Internal Affairs to sentence him to a gun sentence. "Wife, colleague, and a large number of officers from the same family were punished for being "anti-broken". As for his son, daughter, and parents, he either fled far away and starved to death, or became refugees or mob food, or was imprisoned, becoming exhausted and killed in the dry and vast wasteland by the reclamation staff.

"Of course" the choice after the violence is still in your hands."

Lin Xiang's eyes were calm and gentle. In the end, there was no sense of toughness or threat in this sentence. "It was plain and just like a normal conversation in normal mode. However, Chi Ling only felt that the coldness appeared on his body from the inside to the outside" seemed to have become completely transparent. Under the eyes of those black and clear eyes, his whole body had become completely red. The most terrifying thing is...

...

He, he, "he seems to be able to see through his heart" and see through his brain, not caring about his concept of thinking that he is colliding violently, but waiting indifferently for himself to make his final choice.

The office was silent, Chi Ling's muscles were constantly twisting, and his eyes were almost protruding. He stared at Lin Xiang, who was sitting opposite him, and after a few minutes, he suddenly stood up from the chair, paused heavily on the floor, stood up in a standard attentive posture, his head full of all kinds of pain and helpless expressions was lowered, completely giving up the arrogance and dignity deep in his heart, and said hoarsely: "Oh my Excellency, I

Will, obey any orders from you.”

"Not to obey me, but to the great party" great leader!"

Lin Xiang was obviously very satisfied with Chi Ling's attitude. He smiled and corrected the error in the other party's words: "1 We are all grass-flying soldiers under the command of the leader. I hope you remember this well, it is crucial."

Chi Ling nodded mechanically. At this moment, except for obedience, he had no other extra thoughts in his mind. Although the puppet must be manipulated by others, it can ensure the safety of himself and his family.

"Just as you said just now, first remove the officers of a battalion. Of course, try to be as light as possible and not be noticed by outsiders. After completing all this, I will report what happened here to the committee. Haha! Colonel, I am very much looking forward to the day when the class badge on your shoulders is promoted to brigade general."

Chi Ling suddenly raised her head, and a strange light radiated from the depths of her eyes like she was ashen.

The last sentence "had an unexpected effect on him. He was even a little confused about the fact that the windows were completely blocked, and also opened a door from another direction.

This may be considered a kind of exchange at the power level. No matter how much benefit Chi Ling can get from it, at least Lin Xiang has successfully obtained what he needs most urgently.

He needs control of a combat force.

As Chi Ling said before, start from the local area. A squadron, a squadron, or a border outpost, or an observation point.
Chapter completed!