Nominal: Hou Liangping blocking the door? He was slapped away!

Fatty Wang slumped in the muddy water, his mouth agape, but no sound came out.

His mind went blank.

The scene before him was beyond anything he had ever known in his life. This was not a seizure, nor was it a rectification.

This is to completely erase everything about him from a physical perspective.

On the other side, two large excavators drove to the riverbank. The huge mechanical arms were raised high, and the buckets at the front, like the talons of a raptor, slammed heavily onto the thick cables that secured the sand dredging boats.

"Bang!"

After a dull thud, the taut steel cable snapped with a sickening crack.

A sand dredging vessel worth millions, which was in operation, lost all restraints. It swirled in the turbulent river and then drifted uncontrollably downstream, quickly disappearing into the darkness below.

The excavator continued to operate.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

One cable after another was forcibly broken.

One after another, expensive sand dredging vessels, like abandoned junk, drift helplessly downstream into the unknown.

The workers at the scene all squatted on the ground, covering their heads, their bodies trembling with fear. They watched as the boats they used to work on drifted away one by one, and as the huge sand dunes were shoveled back into the river by bulldozers. Not a single person dared to move, and not a single person dared to utter a sound.

This was a scene they couldn't comprehend.

This is not the police, not any local department.

This is absolute power, an irresistible state apparatus.

Fatty Wang watched as his life's work, his money-printing machine, was systematically destroyed in just over ten minutes. His eyes went from initial shock to madness, and finally, only a deathly gray remained.

It’s over.

It's all over.

He didn't even have the strength to cry out.

On this construction site filled with an aura of destruction, Zhou Weiguo remained oblivious to his surroundings. He led two fully armed team members straight towards the two-story building whose lights were still on.

The office door was kicked open.

The room was a mess, filled with the smell of alcohol and spoiled food. On the table were several half-empty bottles of expensive liquor.

Zhou Weiguo's gaze swept around the room, finally settling on a locked metal filing cabinet in the corner.

He didn't say anything, but simply turned his head slightly towards one of the team members behind him.

The team member understood and stepped forward, pretending to inspect the wall behind the cabinet. He "accidentally" stumbled, and his entire weight bumped into the half-person-high filing cabinet.

"Clang!"

The cabinet, which was not very sturdy to begin with, was hit by this force, causing the latches on the cabinet door to break open, and the entire cabinet to fall to one side and crash heavily to the ground.

The cabinet door was open, and the contents were scattered all over the floor.

In addition to a large number of receipts and contracts, there were also several thick notebooks wrapped tightly in kraft paper.

Zhou Weiguo walked over slowly, bent down, and picked up one of the thickest ledgers.

He casually flipped through it.

The records, written in different colored pens, meticulously documented the sales of sand for each day and each shipment. They included the date, license plate number, quantity, unit price, total amount, and the receiving account.

Most importantly, at the end of each page, there is a description of where the funds went, marked in red.

One of the most frequently appearing names is "Chairman Liu".

Every single transaction that flowed to "Chairman Liu" was chillingly clear.

Zhou Weiguo closed the ledger expressionlessly.

He turned around and spoke in a flat, businesslike tone to the red-glowing body camera he wore on his chest.

"Report to command: During the process of clearing illegal building obstacles, a large number of ledgers and financial documents suspected of recording illegal business activities were found inside the building."

"To prevent the loss of important evidence during the subsequent cleanup process, our department has decided, in accordance with relevant regulations, to temporarily store these items until the operation is completed and they are handed over to the military procuratorate or relevant local departments for processing."

After saying that, he took out a pre-prepared military waterproof sealed bag from his tactical backpack.

He squatted down and personally picked up the core ledgers and a stack of key transfer vouchers from the ground, one by one, and carefully put them into a sealed bag.

Throughout the entire process, the movements were steady and without any unnecessary actions.

He sealed the bag, then took out a seal from his pocket and carefully affixed it to the seal.

He signed his name and the date on the seal with a flourish, and finally, in the "reason" section, he wrote ten characters:

"Military operations uncover evidence of obstruction of official duties."

After doing all this, Zhou Weiguo took the heavy sealed bag and walked out of the office.

The sky outside was beginning to lighten.

The entire sand quarry has changed its appearance.

There were no more boats or machinery to be seen on the riverbank. The riverbank, which had been riddled with holes from dredging, had been leveled. The mountains of sand had all been pushed back into the riverbed.

Apart from the muddy ground and messy tire tracks, there is no trace of a large mulberry picking farm that once existed here.

It was as if everything had just been a nightmare.

Zhou Weiguo walked up to Fatty Wang, who was still lying on the ground.

He looked down at the fat man who had lost all his energy and spirit, his face devoid of any sympathy.

He took a folded piece of paper out of his pocket and casually tossed it at Fatty Wang.

"This is a notification of military operations."

"The work site under your control has been illegally occupying a military reserve waterway, seriously hindering the safety of combat readiness transportation. In accordance with relevant laws, all ground obstacles have been cleared."

Fatty Wang picked up the paper with trembling hands.

The contents were printed on the paper in the most formal Song typeface, and at the bottom was a bright red military seal that he did not recognize at all.

The last line of the notification letter contained a sentence.

"If you have any objections to this clearing operation, you may file an appeal with the Handong Military Court in accordance with the law."

Appeal to a military court?

As Wang Pangzi looked at these words, the last trace of color drained from his face.

He's an illegal sand miner, going to sue the military and appeal to a military court? Isn't that just walking into a trap and ruining his life?

He finally understood that the other party had never left him any way out from the very beginning.

This is not a warning at all.

This was a one-sided, precise, and devastating blow.

"puff--"

Wang Pangzi felt a sweet taste in his throat, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell backward, completely losing consciousness.

Zhou Weiguo didn't even glance at him.

The sky was already showing the first light of dawn.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and gave the final order.

"Operation Clean Stream is over, call to arms!"