Ren Xianzhi called the county armed police squadron in a brief description of the prison situation and asked them to send people to reinforce. After receiving the approval letter, he called the county public security bureau again and asked about the three criminals.

The police on duty at the Public Security Bureau were not very clear, but he said that the matter had alarmed the county leaders, and the county political and legal committee secretary and the public security director were already leading people on the way.

After making two phone calls, Ren Xianzhigang left the office. A small policeman hurriedly greeted him with a page of fax in his hand, "Sub Ren, this is the fax I just received."

Ren Xianzhi took it and took a look at it for a few moments, and was stunned.

The 716 office came to send an emergency fax, asking them to cooperate with three staff members to investigate the "Target No. 1". Although Ren Xianzhi was not qualified to know who the Target No. 1 was, he found some clues in this series of incidents, and it seemed that something was wrong!

In the hall, Han Aiguo was mobilizing the battle. More than a dozen prison staff and armed police felt a tense atmosphere from his tone, and listened with a tense face and concentratingly.

In terms of jurisdiction, the prisons do not have the control of the armed police force. The armed police force stationed in the prison area can only be under the jurisdiction of the local armed police force. However, in actual work, the armed police will always fully cooperate with the prison work. Whether on duty, guard or mobilization, these military ranks are at most sergeant and the armed police officers are executed with great demerit.

Han Aiguo is an old prison. He has worked in Fuhai Prison for nearly 30 years and knows everything about these grass and trees. After a brief pre-war mobilization, he mixed the armed police and the police into two groups.

"Everyone knows the situation now. The basic warden's instructions, now I order all police and armed police to freely mix together. The principle is to have a group with guns and guns, and a group with bulletproof equipment and bulletproof equipment. On the premise of ensuring the completion of the task, try to protect yourself as much as possible." He glanced at Ren Xianzhi who was walking over and said loudly: "I authorize that if you judge the necessary situation, you can shoot directly without warning!"

Although many people had not tightened the strings in their minds, they were startled by Han Aiguo's murderous words and couldn't help but follow the others and answered loudly: "Yes!"

"The two machine guns at the highest point must be guaranteed to be fired and to control the situation. Do you understand?"

"clear."

"Now, disband!" At Han Aiguo's order, the two groups of personnel rushed to the first and second districts of the prison to meet with the armed police who did not attend the meeting.

Seeing that Han Aiguo had arranged something so much, Ren Zhiguo laughed with satisfaction, "Old Han, that's OK."

Han Aiguo straightened his helmet. When he saw him take out the cigarette, he quickly took out the unopened soft China from his pocket. After disassembling it, he flicked one for him.

"Wow, such a good cigarette is up to the level of the county magistrate!" Ren Xianzhi sniffed the Chinese cigarette across his nose, feeling the mellow tobacco fragrance, then lit it, and took a deep breath.

"Haha, my son-in-law gave it to me." Han Aiguo didn't smoke and had to drink a drink. As soon as he mentioned his son-in-law, his eyes narrowed into a slit. The two of them went shoulder to shoulder to check the post outside the work area. When they saw several prison staff on vacation returning to the team, they all greeted with smiles.

"Old Han, do you think something will happen today?" The two of them stood in the open square, with a striking red line in front of them. Any prisoner who stepped out of the red line without permission could immediately shoot the machine guns on the platform. In addition, sentries on the observation deck could also shoot directly without warning.

Han Aiguo was silent for a while and shook his head, "It's hard to say. It seems that the prisoners are in a normal mood. There has been no secret communication during this period. If someone really wants to rob the prison, or internal riots, it's really unlikely."

The side door opened with a creaking sound, and a small truck carrying vegetables slowly drove in. The guards stretched out their heads and saw the two people sitting inside. They immediately stepped back and waved to let go.

Hu Weijun from the logistics department jumped out of the co-pilot, walked forward with a smile, and took out a cigarette.

"Ren Suo, Han pointed, smoke."

Han Aiguo waved his hand and signaled not to pull it, but Ren Xianzhi took one.

Hu Weijun lit him flatteredly, then pointed to the truck lane towards the cafeteria: "RenSou, the vegetables I bought today are good, and I have bought all the things you want. I checked them myself, and they are just as good."

Ren Xianzhi nodded and suddenly said, "Today is the Holy Day. Islamists don't eat, so Anaiqing doesn't eat either?"

"Yes." Han Aiguo's fat face showed a sarcastic smile, "He is really good. His birthday has been changed to the same day as the saint. I don't know if he has the ability to choose this day for his death."

Ren Xianzhi laughed and waved his hand to signal Hu Weijun to do his own business. However, Han Aiguo kindly reminded him, "There are few people in the prison area today, and there may be situations. If you don't have a gun, don't run around."

Hu Weidong, who had already lowered his eyes, raised his head and looked at him deeply. He responded.

"Why do I think something was wrong on Xiao Hu's face just now? It was gloomy." After Hu Weidong left, Ren Xianzhi said a little strangely.

"No way?" Han Aiguo recalled and denied his thoughts, "Maybe it was blown by the wind."

Ren Xianzhi also felt that he was a little allergic to react. However, working in prison, it doesn’t matter how cautious it is. One negligence is enough to cause evil.

He briefly told Han Aiguo about the three gangsters and the latest fax of the 716 office, and said in confusion: "Old Han, why do I always think these three gangsters are coming a little weird? Could it be someone from the 716 office, right?"

Han Aiguo was about to speak when he heard the sentry on the platform pulling the bolt off the bolt and shouting loudly outside the high wall: "Stop moving forward!"

The two armed police officers beside the iron gate reacted faster, and two figures rushed out and walked out of the side gate with guns.

The two looked at each other in shock and heard a voice coming from outside the door, "Open the door, we are police!"

Ren Xianzhi was stunned and rushed out with the armed police.

Everything in front of him seemed to be a little confused. A light machine gun was mounted on the roof of an off-road vehicle. A man with muscles was looking down coldly at the bottom, aiming at the gate. At the same time, the machine gun on the observation deck also locked the car.

As the situation was approaching, Ren Xianzhi shouted: "What are you going to do? Are you violently robbing the prison? Do you know what crime is it for attacking the government agency?"

A man sitting in the driver's seat slowly raised his hands. Then he got out of the car and walked two steps, stood still and said: "I am Du Xiaofei, director of the Economic Investigation Branch of Hankou Public Security Bureau. This is Xu Guanqun, captain of the Special Police Brigade of Changsha Public Security Bureau. Behind him is the second lieutenant officer of the 123rd Division of the 41st Army. We all have documents, and I ask to see the warden."

Although from the appearance, these three people don’t look like policemen or soldiers anyway. However, Ren Xianzhi saw something familiar and friendly in Du Xiaofei’s eyes.

This kind of thing is invisible and intangible, but it does exist. In short, it is "warning."

Du Xiaofei was so angry that he was full of ruffianism, but his sense of justice and police style in his bones made Ren Zhiping, who was also a policeman, see at a glance. Although he was difficult to explain everything in front of him, he believed what Du Xiaofei said from the bottom of his heart.

Ren Xianzhi pondered for a moment. He stepped forward and said, "I am Ren Xianzhi, the warden of Fuhai Prison. Please show your documents."

Ren Xianzhi and Du Xiaofei had a close conversation for dozens of meters. After a while, Ren Xianzhi held Du Xiaofei's hand hard and shook it a few times.

Seeing this situation, all the parties involved suddenly relaxed. Their identity was indeed, that was, they were comrades rather than enemies.

"Haha, Director Du, thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you for your hard work." Du Xiaofei was covered in wind and frost. During the conflict on the riverside, the three of them cooperated tacitly and shot the two leaders first, and then used their high skills to beat more than 100 people to the point of being overturned. 6 Dongsheng even used a large military dagger to cut dozens of machetes, knocking the other party out of courage. Then he broke through the encirclement and rushed to Fuhai Prison without stopping. In the middle, he also took a detour to the county military sub-district and borrowed a machine gun.

"People from the military sub-district will arrive in a while." Du Xiaofei waved, and 6 Dongsheng jumped out of the car with the machine gun and Xu Guanqun in his arms.

Ren Xianzhi was both surprised and happy, "The army is coming? Now it's time."

Just as the crowd was about to enter the door, several police cars rushed over with a scream. As soon as the first Santana was stopped, a large-sleeped and round-waisted policeman jumped down with a gun. Following behind him, nearly twenty fully armed policemen jumped out of the car and quickly assembled into a team.

"Ren Institute, how is the situation?" Zhu Zhen, the captain of the Criminal Police Brigade of Fuhai County Public Security Bureau, just asked. Seeing Liu Dongsheng holding a machine gun not far away, he immediately widened his eyes and quickly took out the gun.

"Old Zhu, don't do anything randomly." Ren Xianzhi reached out and hit him on the arm, then held his wrist tightly with both hands, and shouted: "They are their own people."

"Owner?" Zhu Zhengang glanced a few times, saw the military jeep and asked, "Are you sure? I received a report from the public and said that the three people were driving military jeep!"

"They are from the 716 Office." Ren Xianzhi whispered: "Someone incited the people to stop them on the road, but they had to take action, but only two leaders died. There were no ordinary people."

"Is the identity confirmed?"

"I just dialed straight to Office 716." Ren Xianzhi nodded affirmatively, "Their police and military numbers have been checked. No problem, don't worry - Lao Zhu, I'll tell you the truth. Some people are making trouble for this matter, and some people are hoping to fight within us. Think about it carefully, which criminal would drive a police car to rob the prison?"

"Captaining Prison?" Zhu Zhengang exclaimed, and Ren Xianzhi gave him a blank look. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a loud "bang" sound from the prison area.

The riot has begun!

Ren Xianzhi rushed inside without thinking, and said loudly: "Captain Zhu, please bring people to the periphery to provide fire support-"
Chapter completed!