Reborn as a Noble's Son-Chapter 852 - 808 Chaos

Chapter 852: Chapter 808 Chaos

Chapter 852 -808 Chaos

Upon hearing this sentence, Nie Zhenbang immediately stood up. Zeng Taiping had a car accident? If this was true, it could cause a major uproar in Bashu Province.

A high-level official at the provincial and ministerial level involved in a car accident, regardless of its severity, would inevitably be reported to the central government.

Standing up, Nie Zhenbang’s expression grew serious as he spoke in a deep voice, “Comrade Yun He, don’t panic. Secretary Zeng has had an accident. Is this news confirmed? Where did you hear it from? Also, what is the specific situation? Have there been any casualties, and how is Secretary Zeng now? Is there any more detailed information?”

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Nie Zhenbang quickly adjusted his mentality and began to ask seriously. A car accident involving Zeng Taiping was not good news for Bashu.

It would have a tremendous impact on the stability of the province’s overall situation. He was a high-ranking official responsible for guarding a territory.

Li Yunhe’s emotions gradually calmed down as he looked at Nie Zhenbang and spoke in a serious tone, “The news came from Huazhi City. The accident happened on National Highway 29 within the boundaries of Huazhi City. This section of the road is part of National Highway 29 and is one of the most difficult parts to travel in Bashu Province, consisting entirely of mountain roads, steep and treacherous, with several places bordered by a cliff on one side and the mountain on the other. The news is certain; it is absolutely true. Currently, the leaders from Huazhi City are rushing to the scene of the accident. The specific cause of the accident is still under further investigation.”

Hearing Li Yunhe’s words, Nie Zhenbang sat back down. If a real accident had occurred, the precarious balance within Bashu Province, which was not easily achieved, would now be endangered. Although it appeared that he and figures like Long Genghua and Hou Wenkui were in harmony, this was merely a self-preserving act of mutual contact under Zeng Taiping’s pressure. If Zeng Taiping were in trouble, without that pressure, the balance would surely be broken, followed inevitably by a storm of turmoil and bloodshed.

Standing up again, Nie Zhenbang spoke in a deep voice, “Yun He, prepare the car, and contact Tianfu Military Region. Borrow a helicopter from Tianfu Military Region; we’ll fly to the scene immediately.”

Once downstairs, Nie Zhenbang picked up his phone. Assoon as the call connected, he heard the voice of the Commander of Tianfu Military Region, Zhang Jingye, “Hello!”

Tianfu Military Region, one of the seven major military regions in the country. As its Commander, a high-ranking official in a major military region, Zhang Jingye had more real power than Nie Zhenbang by half a level, though in terms of rank, the heads of major military regions were generally equivalent to provincial and ministerial levels.

Moreover, even though Tianfu Military Region oversaw the military management of the southwest, its headquarters was still in Tianfu City, making its ties with Bashu Province the closest. To the Bashu Provincial Party Committee and Provincial Government, the Military Region would show a certain degree of respect.

Nie Zhenbang adjusted his mindset and began, “Commander Zhang, hello. This is Nie Zhenbang from Bashu Province. This time, I need to trouble the comrades from the military region.”

From the other side, Zhang Jingye’s voice came through, carrying the distinct qualities of a soldier—loud, clear, and resolute, “Governor Nie, there’s no need for courtesy. I am fully aware of Secretary Zeng’s situation. Let’s not say anything else for now; saving lives is the priority. The aviation group’s aircraft is ready and waiting on standby. I have already given the orders, just waiting for Governor Nie.”

Zhang Jingye’s straightforwardness and directness went beyond Nie Zhenbang’s expectations. He nodded and said, “Thank you, Uncle Zhang. Once this is over, I’ll treat you to a meal.”

Zhang Jingye was from the Zhang family, and from any perspective, it was entirely appropriate for Nie Zhenbang to address him as Uncle Zhang.

From the other end, Zhang Jingye nodded and chuckled, “Alright, alright, then I’ll be waiting for that meal from Zhenbang.”

Under Little Wu’s control, the car sped off quickly, heading directly towards the Tianfu Military Region, to a certain aviation group’s base.

At that moment, on the wide helipad, surrounded by searchlights as bright as daylight, leaders of the aviation group, having been notified in advance, were already waiting. As Nie Zhenbang’s car arrived there,

a row of colonel-level military officers stood erect behind Nie Zhenbang. Vice Governor and Director of the Provincial Public Security Huang Jin, Deputy Secretary of the Bashu Provincial Party Committee Long Genghua, and other provincial committee leaders, as well as experts called in from Bashu Medical University, had all made comprehensive preparations.

“Comrades, the helicopter squadron of Tianfu Military Region’s aviation group is ready. Awaiting your orders,” the military personnel naturally had an air of military bearing and vigor.

At that moment, Nie Zhenbang had the illusion that he was back in the days he spent in Xibei Military Region. Stiffening his body with perfect military posture, Nie Zhenbang naturally said, “At ease, please.”

No sooner had he spoken than Nie Zhenbang suddenly realized that he was no longer in the military. Immediately, he extended his hand, smiling, “Thank you for your hard work, comrades. Flying at night is inherently dangerous, and this mission is particularly special and urgent. The destination is a mountainous area, and the flight conditions will be extremely complex. Everything is in your hands, comrades.”

“Rest assured, Commander, we will complete the mission,” replied the leading officer of the aviation group, his voice loud and clear.

Next, Nie Zhenbang and his entourage boarded the aircraft one by one. Following them was a plane loaded with medical experts and professional technicians from Bashu Medical University. The propellers spun into life, and the plane slowly ascended, headed into the night sky.

The military helicopter, known for its lack of comfort and poor sealing, made the spinning propellers’ noise seem somewhat loud inside the cabin. Outside, darkness enveloped everything as Nie Zhenbang sat in his seat, gazing at the scenery outside the fuselage.

Zeng Taiping’s condition, what exactly was it? Death? Serious injury? Or minor injury? All these possibilities were still unknown, which was the most worrisome issue. If it was one of the first two scenarios, how was he to handle it? And how should he respond to the vacated position of Secretary? How would the various families at the central level react? These were all issues that could not be ignored.

Beside him, the demeanor of Long Genghua, the Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, was equally grave. The accident had been too sudden, catching everyone off guard.

The distance from Tianfu City to Huazhi City was about 670 kilometers. At the speed of a helicopter,

this time, the Tianfu Military Region had dispatched its most advanced Zhi-9 helicopter model. Without any weapon systems attached—that is, in a completely unloaded state—the Zhi-9’s speed could reach nearly 300 kilometers per hour.

Covering roughly 590 kilometers from Tianfu City to the accident site took about two hours, and soon the aircraft was hovering over the location of the incident.

At that moment, between the mountains, after a particularly large U-turn on a mountain road, searchlights had been set up all around, turning the pitch-black ridges into daylight. The arrival of the helicopter prompted those below to look up.

Below, you could see that the roads at both ends had been blocked, with police lights flashing.

Assessing the situation, a soldier had already come from the front cabin to report, “Commander, we are preparing to find a place to land.”

About five kilometers from the accident site, the helicopter descended into a relatively flat basin that marked the end of the surrounding mountains. As the plane landed slowly, the winds from the propellers tilted the crops on the nearby farmland.

Descending from the aircraft, Nie Zhenbang saw four or five cars parked ahead. At the forefront, Chen Xinmin, Secretary of Huazhi City, Mayor Liang Chaoying, and Zhao Jianguo, Chairman of Huagang Group, had all hurried to the scene.

Surveying the three individuals, Nie Zhenbang noted their particularly somber and serious expressions. As he approached, Chen Xinmin stepped forward on behalf of the three to greet him, “Governor!”

Nie Zhenbang nodded and then instructed, “Secretary Chen Xinmin, make sure to properly compensate for the damaged crops here. We are now in exceptional circumstances. You must be especially careful not to let the common people suffer any loss.”

As he spoke, Nie Zhenbang’s voice took on a grave tone, “Where is Secretary Zeng now? How is his condition?”

At the mention of this, the scene suddenly fell quiet. The reaction immediately caused Nie Zhenbang’s brow to furrow; why did their expressions change as soon as they got to the crucial matter?

Silence, complete silence ensued, a development that irritated Nie Zhenbang, who demanded in a stern voice, “Comrade Chen Xinmin, what exactly is going on? Why are you all looking like this? What exactly is the situation with Secretary Zeng? Have you all gone mute? Speak up.”

As his words ended, Zhao Jianguo, the Chairman of Huagang Group, appeared visibly conflicted. He glanced at Chen Xinmin and Liang Chaoying before replying in a heavy tone, “Governor, Secretary Zeng, along with Secretary-General Lu Qingyu and Secretary Zeng’s driver and secretary, all perished in the car accident.”

No sooner had he spoken than Nie Zhenbang suddenly stopped in his tracks. They were all dead? They were actually all dead. This, indeed, was likely to throw Bashu Province’s officialdom into chaos.

The death of Zeng Taiping signified the onset of a major reshuffling in the Bashu officialdom. Zeng Taiping’s closest allies and members of his faction now faced the issue of having to choose new alliances. That was one aspect. On another front, with two positions on the Provincial Standing Committee now vacant, there were surely individuals both locally and from the central level with the slightest bit of qualification who were now likely to have ambitions. Another fierce power struggle was about to ensue.

Within the establishment, Nie Zhenbang was well aware that the most intense infighting often occurred over such personnel issues.

After a pause, Nie Zhenbang gave a weighty command, “Yun He, you are to report to the central authorities in my name immediately and request that they send an investigation team to thoroughly examine the cause of the accident. Also, Deputy Secretary Long, you and I must return to the province at once. In this matter, it is crucial to maintain stability across the province while waiting for the arrival of our comrades from the central authorities.”

As he spoke, Nie Zhenbang turned to look at Chen Xinmin, “Comrade Chen Xinmin, you must ensure the protection of the scene and the remains of the victims. In terms of public communication, strict confidentiality is paramount. Follow the instructions from the provincial government and the central authorities without exception. Deputy Secretary Long, let us go.” (