Super Soldier in the City
Chapter 1128 - 1174: You Must Come If I Ask You To

Chapter 1128: Chapter 1174: You Must Come If I Ask You To

Li Zhiyuan returned to his barracks and in a fit of rage, he smashed a cup on the table to the ground. The anger in his heart was indescribable. He slammed his fist onto the table and cursed, "Golden Eagle, you bastard, after hitting me, you still want to transfer me over? I won’t go. What can you do about it? Just wait, I’m not done with you."

As he was cursing Li Yifei, the phone rang. Li Zhiyuan picked up without even checking the caller ID and barked, "Who is it?"

"It’s Wang Shun!"

"Wang Shun? Who’s that? I don’t know you." Saying that, he hung up the phone with a slam.

No sooner had the phone been hung up than Li Zhiyuan suddenly came to his senses; that voice sounded familiar. Then, in an instant, he remembered who it was—the Commander of the Capital City Military Region, Commander Wang.

Although he was a direct descendant of the Li family, and there were those in his family with higher ranks than Commander Wang, even the elders in his family had to be polite and respectful when they were with Commander Wang. And here he was, losing his temper at Commander Wang. That was surely not going to end well.

He quickly redialed the phone, and the call was promptly connected. Li Zhiyuan hurriedly said in an ingratiating tone, "Commander Wang, I was in a bad mood just now and spoke out of turn. Please don’t take offense."

Commander Wang’s voice was unexpectedly stern as he said, "Li Zhiyuan, I heard that you have been assigned to the Flying Hawk Squad and you have objections?"

Li Zhiyuan quickly responded, "Commander Wang, it’s not that I have objections, but I have offended Golden Eagle. He wants me there to get rid of me. Commander Wang, you can’t just send me off to die, right?"

Commander Wang snorted coldly and said, "This is the military, not some local place. An order is an order. It can’t be changed that easily. You have two hours to report to the Flying Hawk Squad!" And with that, he hung up the phone with a click.

Li Zhiyuan stood there with the phone in hand, in a daze. Commander Wang usually had a good relationship with their Li family, typically revered and conversed gently with him, but this time, there was no such gentleness. It was the attitude of a military region leader conducting official business.

This made Li Zhiyuan feel that things were not looking good, so he hurriedly called his third uncle and urgently said, "Third Uncle, there’s trouble. I just received a transfer order to the Flying Hawk Squad."

Li Tianhua immediately frowned. Commander Wang could have known about the special nature of yesterday’s competition, so naturally, he would have received the news. He could understand why Li Yifei would refuse to let Li Zhiyuan participate, but who would have thought that Li Yifei would not let it go and still want Li Zhiyuan to go.

And judging by Li Yifei’s attitude, if Li Zhiyuan went, he was likely to be severely tormented, if not killed.

Li Zhiyuan didn’t hear his third uncle responding and called out anxiously, "Third Uncle, and this order is from Commander Wang himself. He just called me, his tone was very strict, and he even gave me two hours to report to the Flying Hawk Squad. Third Uncle, I really don’t want to go to the Flying Hawk Squad. If I go there, that bastard Golden Eagle will definitely kill me."

"Don’t panic. I’ll communicate with Commander Wang," Li Tianhua reassured Li Zhiyuan and then called Commander Wang.

"Commander Wang, it’s been a while. How have you been?" Li Tianhua tried to start with some pleasantries.

But Commander Wang immediately said, "Director Li, I’ve been extremely busy lately, and I have a meeting to attend soon."

Li Tianhua hurriedly said, "Then I’ll get to the point. My nephew Zhiyuan heard he’s being transferred to the Flying Hawk Squad."

Commander Wang feigned ignorance and said, "Yes, didn’t he always want to go? There’s an opportunity now with a competition coming up, so I immediately arranged his transfer."

Li Tianhua cursed Commander Wang as a sly old fox in his heart, but of course, this could not be pointed out. He could only say, "Commander Wang, my nephew doesn’t want to go now. Is there any way you could cancel the transfer?"

Commander Wang immediately said, "That’s difficult. The transfer isn’t just up to me. Golden Eagle personally singled out Zhiyuan, and the top brass has already given clear instructions—whatever the Flying Hawk Squad requires, all departments must comply. I dare not refuse."

"Commander Wang, isn’t the Flying Hawk Squad under the jurisdiction of your Capital City Military Region?"

"But the situation is special this time. Now, the Flying Hawk Squad has completely broken away from our military region, directly under the control of the Military Commission. I really can’t help with this matter. If you don’t want your nephew to join the Flying Hawk Squad, then you should go to the Military Commission and find someone there. Director Li, I have to run—I need to attend a meeting at the Military Commission. Let’s leave it at that for now."

Upon finishing, Commander Wang hung up the phone, which left Li Tianhua feeling frustrated. Commander Wang had directly shifted the issue to the Military Commission. Though their Li family was powerful, the Military Commission, being at the top level of national governance, was out of reach for a large family. Just like the Su Family, they have an old man in the Military Commission, but he has almost stopped being involved in family affairs. Now, it has almost become a default tradition that at the highest levels, interests tied to the family must be severed.

But without proper resolution to this matter, Li Zhiyuan was indeed likely to be killed by Li Yifei, so Li Tianhua immediately started contacting several people to try and resolve the issue and smooth things over.

Li Zhiyuan anxiously waited in his barracks; over an hour had passed when Li Tianhua’s call finally came through.

"Third Uncle, how did it go?" Li Zhiyuan asked eagerly.

"Zhiyuan, this is difficult to handle. I’ve contacted many people, but they all say they can’t help. We have to go directly to Golden Eagle and apologize."

Li Zhiyuan immediately roared furiously: "On what grounds? Just because he’s the captain of the measly Flying Hawk Squad, he expects me to admit I’m wrong? No way in hell."

"Zhiyuan, I don’t want this either, but the Flying Hawk Squad is now under the direct command of the Military Commission, and the Military Commission has empowered them. Now we either have to smooth things over with the Military Commission, which is too difficult, or we can only plead with Golden Eagle for mercy."

"Damn it, I won’t go. I refuse to believe they can actually do anything to me!" Li Zhiyuan had always been arrogant, and even at this moment, he still couldn’t believe anyone could do anything to him.

Just then, the door was suddenly slammed open, and six people in military uniforms, armed and ready, rushed in.

"What are you doing? Who let you in?" Li Zhiyuan, already furious, immediately started shouting.

"Li Zhiyuan, we are from the Guard Corps, ordered to escort you to the Flying Hawk Squad for reporting. Please cooperate," one of them, with an icy expression, stated their identity.

Li Zhiyuan glared and said, "So what if you’re from the Guard Corps? I’m not going."

The man spoke calmly, "If you don’t cooperate, we will have to escort you by force."

"How dare you!" Li Zhiyuan’s roar grew even louder.

"Take action!" The leader gestured, and the other five swiftly swarmed forward, efficiently subduing Li Zhiyuan.

"Assholes, let me go! Do you know who I am? All of you piss off, I’ll kill you! Uncle, help me!"

Li Zhiyuan started off quite defiant, but these men were indifferent to him. They subdued him in an instant, which truly panicked him, and he quickly shouted for help into the phone that had fallen on the table.

"Stop! Stop! I am Li Tianhua!" Li Tianhua shouted loudly from the other end.

It was still the head of the Guard Corps who now picked up the phone and said, "We are carrying out orders," and then hung up the call.

Although Li Zhiyuan was still struggling, the Guard Corps had their orders—they had to deliver him to the Flying Hawk Squad by force if necessary. At this point, they were not intimidated by Li Zhiyuan at all, and their handling of him was rather rough.

The commotion was now quite big, and all the people from the barracks rushed out. Li Zhiyuan immediately shouted: "Arrest these men, arrest them."

The soldiers in the unit were accustomed to being yelled at by Li Zhiyuan and were afraid of him. At this moment, they instinctively went to follow Li Zhiyuan’s orders, but the lead member from the Guard Corps immediately shouted, "We are from the Guard Corps, under orders to take Li Zhiyuan!"

Only then did everyone notice the uniforms of the opposition. They all gasped; the Guard Corps was under the direct jurisdiction of the Capital City Military Region’s headquarters. How could they, merely a battalion-sized unit, dare to provoke the Guard Corps?

So even though Li Zhiyuan was screaming and cursing loudly, the soldiers didn’t dare to act recklessly.

Once outside the barracks, Li Zhiyuan was pushed onto a military jeep and swiftly transported to the Flying Hawk Squad.

Upon reaching the Flying Hawk Squad, the head of the Guard Corps respectfully saluted Zheng Mingrui, who came to meet them, and said, "We are ordered to deliver Li Zhiyuan to the Flying Hawk Squad. Captain Zheng, please take him into custody."

Zheng Mingrui looked at Li Zhiyuan, who was now pale as death, and a cruel smile appeared on his face. This sent a shiver down Li Zhiyuan’s spine as he realized that he was about to be subjected to inhumane treatment.

After completing the handover procedures with the Guard Corps, they left. Li Zhiyuan suddenly felt utterly alone, as if those fierce Guard Corps members were somehow more affable than the people of the Flying Hawk Squad.

"Slap!" Zheng Mingrui smacked Li Zhiyuan’s neck with his hand, almost knocking Li Zhiyuan to the ground, and barked, "What did you learn in the army? Is this how you respond to a superior?"

Li Zhiyuan managed to steady himself and glared at Zheng Mingrui with fiery eyes, his lips tightly pursed as he said venomously, "Zheng Mingrui, you dare to hit me! You’re a dead man!"

Zheng Mingrui laughed heartily and said, "Oh good, then I’m eager to see how you’ll kill me. Blackie, this greenhorn is now your responsibility; teach him how to follow the rules here in Flying Hawk Squad."

A nearly two-meter-tall burly man charged over in a flash, licking his lips with his tongue, and his eyes—big as copper bells—stared at Li Zhiyuan like a hungry grey wolf eyeing a juicy lamb. "Captain, don’t worry, I’ll train him well," he said.

Li Zhiyuan’s entire body went cold. What exactly was this giant man Blackie going to do to him?