In name only, I, Gao Yuliang, will sink Handong at worst.

Xiasha Village.

Shen Chuan has already reported the situation to his superiors, but they won't be able to get here quickly; it will take at least eight more minutes. The helicopter is heading this way.

How can they stall for eight minutes?

Shen Chuan couldn't help but sigh, "If only I had brought a gun! I could have intimidated them directly."

They didn't bring any guns or anything when they came, since they came by plane and couldn't have brought them with them. As for applying to the local authorities, does that mean the central inspection team has to rely on local firepower to handle cases? Wouldn't that be treating their own comrades as enemies?

How can this be allowed?

This is why those in Handong carried guns, but those on this side did not.

Since the road ahead was blocked, many villagers realized what was happening and ran back, thinking that survival was their priority.

Everyone just wants their fellow Daoists to die, not them.

As long as I can run home, no one can do anything to me.

"Oh no, there are people behind us too, we're surrounded!" One of the people at the front saw that the end of the village was also surrounded. A group of people dressed in black appeared, and it was obvious without even looking that they were part of the same group as the people in front.

These villagers could only retreat silently until they returned to their starting point. Running was as good as not running at all; at least they were exhausted.

Shen Chuan looked at Hao Jiang and said, "We need to stall for at least eight minutes. The military region is already dispatching helicopters. Do we think we can hold out that long on our own?"

Hao quickly shook his head: "Impossible. Youth has the upper hand. We can't delay for long."

Among the people leading the team down here, there are only two who are truly capable fighters. The rest of the convoy consists of either drivers, leaders, or secretaries—a group of people in their fifties or nearing sixty. Who can you expect to fight?

Hao could fight several people before, but not more than a dozen, let alone hundreds of people gathered on the other side. This is why these villagers could be suppressed here even though they stayed in the village.

Many villagers are now unarmed; they come here with medical records, not farm tools like hoes or kitchen knives.

Seeing someone approaching, everyone panicked and retreated until they could only retreat back into their own homes.

Even knowing they might die, one option is to die years later, while the other is to die immediately. Given the choice, everyone would choose the first option.

Shen Chuan jumped directly onto the hood of his car, attracting everyone's attention. "I've already reported the situation here to my superiors, and they've sent people over. All we have to do is hold our ground and wait for reinforcements to arrive."

"Get all the women and children inside the house. We'll hold this position and buy time. We'll wait for rescue to arrive."

Everyone picked up bricks, stones, and even a handful of sand from the road.

Shen Chuan's words carried a certain force: "All drivers, get in your cars. If the other party comes over..."

The people in the Zhongjiang City Petition Bureau and Public Security Bureau are their own people.

And

"You did nothing. If you did nothing, why would you block signals and the power grid? If you did nothing, why would hundreds of people surround the Central Inspection Team? The military has already intervened."

"I'm warning you,"

He asked himself if he had done anything wrong recently, but why did the situation feel so strange?

A series of Standing Committee members will have to wait until after the matter is over.