When Hao's relatives and friends heard the news, they gathered around, and sure enough, some of them were carrying hunting rifles.
Seeing the tense situation, Director Zhang signaled to take Hao Wanlin to the car first, while the armed police officers also stood guard with their guns.
"Fellow villagers, I am Zhang Qiang, the director of the county public security bureau. I used to come to our brigade often, so some of you should recognize me."
Director Zhang looked at the villagers holding hoes, rakes, sickles, and so on, and started chatting with them.
“We have received a report that the educated youth settlement has been robbed. We are now taking Captain Hao back to find out what happened. Please do not act rashly and do something that you will regret and that will implicate your family.”
Director Zhang's words quieted down the villagers who were watching. At this time, a political review was required, which involved family members serving in the military, entering factories, and recommendations from worker-peasant-soldier universities.
If you fail the political background check, all your outstanding qualities will be wasted.
The villagers hesitated, but did not back down, resulting in a standoff.
"Don't listen to his nonsense. We can't let them take the brigade leader away. Otherwise, how will our Hao family have any face to stand here?"
A man who looked somewhat like Hao Wanlin, but was slightly younger, shouted, trying to stir up the crowd's emotions.
This must be Hao Wanlin's brother. Director Zhang stared at him for a long time. The man who was initially shouting and yelling defiantly lost his momentum and quieted down after being stared at by Director Zhang.
A veteran who has seen bloodshed is not someone anyone can withstand.
"Get out of my way, all of you. Do you all want to be taken to the Revolutionary Committee for interrogation?"
Chu Jianguo walked over and said sternly, exchanging a glance with Director Zhang, and then they were rescued.
People may not be too afraid of the Public Security Bureau, but the words "Revolutionary Committee" are not to be trifled with.
The hunting rifles were put down, the hoes and sickles were put away, and the road was cleared.
The jeeps and trucks quickly drove out of Yunlin Brigade and headed towards the county.
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