My god, run!!!

At this moment, Zhao Hu was in despair. He came from a poor family and his family scraped together money to get into the Army Academy, where he graduated with excellent grades.

Then he was assigned to the quartermaster department of a regiment stationed in Lin County as a captain and company commander. This was a main force regiment of the National Army, and he was just preparing to do something big.

When checking the military supplies in the regiment's inventory, problems were discovered. Many of the replaced military equipment did not match the account book lists, and the discrepancies were huge.

He immediately reported the matter to the regiment commander, who took it very seriously and asked him to investigate thoroughly and get to the bottom of it. No matter who was found, there would be no leniency and the case would be brought to justice according to military law.

By the way, the team leader’s surname is Lin.

But the more they investigated, the more frightened they became. This was a case of embezzlement. This was the main force regiment of the National Army. The entire regiment was rotten, completely rotten.

Is this the Party-State he believes in? Why is it like this? Zhao Hu never understands.

During this period, many colleagues came to Zhao Hu, saying that they should just make an example of him and find a scapegoat, and not be so serious. Although Zhao Hu had connections, the other person here didn't have any background. It was enough. We would see each other every day, so there was no need to go too far. If you offended someone, it would be embarrassing.

As for Zhao Hu, he was a stubborn man with an upright character. Born into poverty, he despised corrupt officials the most. He vowed to round up all of them, send them to military courts, and sentence them to death.

Because they were afraid of the person behind Zhao Hu, many colleagues came to persuade Zhao Hu that too much is as bad as too little, and he just needed to give an explanation to his superiors. Being too serious about everything would only hurt others and himself, and harmony was the most important thing in everything.

But Zhao Hu still insisted on his own way and never listened to advice.

This obviously angered the people behind the scenes. Once this matter was exposed, many people would lose their jobs at best, and some might even lose their heads.

What's the point of having connections? Who doesn't have a connection? Just do it cleanly and quickly. If you can't find the evidence, it'll just be a dead end. I'll make all the connections, and you won't be able to do anything about it.

The higher up the position, the wider the involvement and the more important the balance. It is impossible to destroy everyone for the sake of such a person.

What’s the use of having great abilities? How many capable people in history have had a good ending?

To get along in the officialdom, you must know how to behave and do things.

Being upright and incorruptible depends on where you are. To get along in official circles, you need to know how to smooth things over, read people's expressions, and not put yourself in danger. Safety should always be the first priority, and you must know how to protect yourself.

If you don't understand the rules of survival in officialdom, you will be eaten to the bone and die without even knowing how you died.

There is a saying that goes, "The Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly wisdom."

So Zhao Hu was tricked by these people behind the scenes and was buried alive.

Just when Zhao Hu was in despair, he suddenly heard the sounds of gunfire: "Bang...", "Bang...", "Bang...". The white dogs who had buried him alive were all shot and fell to the ground one by one. What was going on?

At this time, Zhou Zheng jumped into the pit and lifted Zhao Hu up. Zhao Hu was suddenly confused and at a loss.

"Hua Rong, untie me."

"okay!"

Zhao Hu came to his senses and realized that he had been saved. He looked at the three people in front of him and said, "Thank you three heroes for saving my life."

"No problem... no problem..." Zhou Zheng replied with a smile.

"There is another one here. What do you think we should do?" He pointed at the little leader who was kneeling beside him with his head in his hands and his butt raised, trembling in fear.

Zhao Hu looked at the little leader kneeling on the ground and stretched his body. His body was a little stiff from being tied up for too long. He walked up to the little leader, grabbed the little leader's collar, and shouted angrily: "You son of a bitch, you deserve this day."

After saying that, he slapped the little leader hard several times, causing his mouth to bleed.

As Zhao Hu beat him, he said, "I treated you well at ordinary times, but you gave me bad medicine at the critical moment."

"Aren't you going to bury me alive? Today I'm going to bury you alive, you son of a bitch." After saying that, Zhao Hu kicked the little leader into the pit.

Sensing death, the small leader desperately climbed out of the pit and kowtowed to Zhao Hu, begging for mercy: "Master Zhao, please spare my life. I am only following orders. I have elderly parents and young children to support. They threatened me with my family, and I had no choice. Master Zhao, please spare my life."

"Fuck you..." Zhao Hu said and kicked the little leader in the face, knocking him into the pit.

The little leader hurriedly got up again, not caring about the blood from his mouth and nose, and kowtowed to Zhou Zheng and the other two, begging for his life.

Seeing the little leader like this, Zhao Hu was furious. He picked up the gun on the ground and raised it. "Bang...Bang...Bang...Bang...", and broke all the little leader's limbs. Now the little leader lay in the pit wailing, crying out in fear: "Forgive me! Forgive me! I was forced to do this!"

Zhao Hu didn't care about his wailing and crying. He picked up the shovel beside him and started filling the pit with soil. After a while, the pit was filled up. Then he stepped on the pit a few times and then sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.