Chapter 305 I did it, so what? Lei Kuan's face was so gloomy it could drip water. His hands on the table were clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

Han Feng's accusations were not only directed at the soldiers of the Third Battalion, but also at him, the chief instructor!

To say that his soldiers were morally corrupt is to say that Lei Kuan was bad at judging people and was lax in disciplining his troops.

If this label of "ideological problem" is firmly attached today, even if Battalion No. 3 wins this exercise, it may be held accountable by its superiors because of this "stain," and may even face the risk of being disbanded.

But he didn't react immediately; he was waiting, waiting for Zheng Hongyi's reaction.

On such a major issue involving "line" and "ideology," Lei Kuan, as a chief instructor, was of low status and his voice carried little weight. He couldn't solve the problem by banging on the table; he could only wait for Vice Minister Zheng to speak.

Everyone's eyes in the conference room instinctively turned to that spot.

Vice Minister Zheng Hongyi's face remained expressionless.

He simply picked up the teacup on the table, blew on the floating tea leaves, slowly took a sip, and then spoke.

"Who orchestrated the use of walkie-talkies to mimic voices and transmit false information, as accused by Comrade Han Feng?"

Han Feng and Yuan Bao's faces instantly lit up with barely suppressed elation. In their view, the fact that Vice Minister Zheng did not refute them on the spot, but instead followed up on their questions, meant that the leader also thought the nature of this matter was very serious!

Zhuo Yue and Xu Gaogui were pale-faced and their lips were tightly pursed. Although they admired Su An's methods, they also realized at this moment how dangerous such a "scheme" was in politics.

Jiang Yan's heart sank to the bottom. He knew perfectly well how deep and poisonous the pit Han Feng had dug was. This was no longer a tactical debate, but a political censorship. Once Su An was pushed to the forefront and admitted to it, no matter how she defended herself, she would be labeled as "opportunistic" and "improper in conduct," which in this era was enough to ruin a soldier's entire future.

Jiang Yan stood up, straightened his back, and was about to speak again, taking full responsibility.

"Reporting, sir!"

"Regarding the use of step-by-step..."

However, he hadn't finished speaking.

"Squeak—"

A slight scraping sound of a chair was heard.

Under everyone's gaze, Su Tang slowly stood up.

Jiang Yan's words also got stuck in her throat.

Su An ignored the anxious gazes of his teammates, and also ignored the greedy faces of Han Feng and Yuan Bao on the other side, as if they had seen prey fall into a trap.

Her gaze swept across the long conference table and landed directly on the head of the table, on Vice Minister Zheng Hongyi, who remained unfathomable throughout.

She stood ramrod straight, her figure slender and frail, as if a gust of wind could blow her over. But at that moment, everyone felt an unshakeable strength emanating from her.

Then, she spoke.

"Reporting to the commander."