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    Qiu Wei quickly reported this important information to Duan Zetao. Duan Zetao was so angry that he protested and said angrily: "They are simply crazy. These extreme terrorists in Tibet have lost even the basic conscience of being a human being. To deal with such an unconscionable  We have nothing to say about these extremely vicious people, we just need to resolutely attack them and eradicate them completely"

    Qiu Wei told Duan Zetao his concerns again, and Duan Zetao also frowned. Freedom of religious belief is the basic principle of our country's ethnic policy. If the annual Tibetan Buddhism Zen Temple worship ceremony is canceled rashly, it will definitely lead to unknown truth.  The mass dissatisfaction intensified ethnic conflicts, and at the same time the pilgrimage ceremony was suddenly canceled. The extremist terrorist organizations in western Tibet will know that the news has been exposed, and they will also become suspicious of the undercover Fu Haolun. They will be more careful in their future actions. If they want to obtain such important information again, they will  Difficult.

    However, if it is not cancelled, the security work for such a large gathering of tens of thousands of people will not be as difficult as usual. It is easy to hide from open guns, but difficult to prevent hidden arrows. The extreme terror in Western Tibet is hidden among ordinary people and makes sudden attacks. It is very difficult to do it.  Everything is foolproof, but once the situation gets out of hand, the consequences will be disastrous.

    Duan Zetao frowned and paced back and forth in the office. As the secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, he had too many aspects to consider. After a while, he stopped and waved his hand decisively: "This is the Tibetan Secret Zen."  The monastery worship ceremony cannot be cancelled. Cancellation will not only intensify ethnic conflicts, but also arouse the vigilance of extremist terrorist organizations in western Tibet. It will also be very detrimental to the safety of Comrade Haolun"

    "Qiu Wei, now it's time to test you. I know it's very difficult, but if you think about it from another angle, this might not be the best opportunity to fight against the extremist terrorist organizations in western Tibet. We got the intelligence in advance and took the lead.  , as long as we deploy it properly, we can definitely use this opportunity to give a head-on blow to the extremist terrorist organizations in western Tibet, knock down their arrogance, and give them a strong shock. Only the intelligence sent by Comrade Haolun at the risk of his life is meaningful.  ".

    "Yes, I will ensure that the mission is completed. I will formulate a foolproof security plan to protect the people from the enemy's violent terrorist attacks to the greatest extent, and at the same time give a head-on blow to the extremist terrorist organizations in western Tibet." Qiu Wei's legs.  Together, they saluted Duan Zetao neatly and said loudly and firmly.

    The annual worship ceremony of the Tibetan Buddhist Zen Temple is indeed very lively. Tens of thousands of devout believers come from all directions, holding prayer wheels and knocking step by step. The scene is very shocking.

    At this time, Fu Haolun was also among the crowd. His face was wrapped in felt so that only his eyes were exposed. He also had a sharp Tibetan knife hidden in his arms. He was brought here by Dorje Gonbula early in the morning, and there were three other people who came with him.  A dozen peripheral members of the extremist terrorist organization in western Tibet were scattered among the tens of thousands of people, and even Fu Haolun couldn't tell them apart.

    Perhaps because he was still a little worried about Fu Haolun, Dorje Gonpo did not separate from Fu Haolun and also wanted to monitor him. Dorje Gonpo woke up that day and had no memory of what happened before, and Fu Haolun was also lying on the table next to him.  Dorje Gonpo was fast asleep, so Dorje Gonpo did not become suspicious. He just asked Fu Haolun if he said anything while he was asleep. Fu Haolun said that he was also drunk and did not hear anything. Dorje Gonpo said nothing more.  , and asked Fu Haolun not to tell anyone about being drunk, otherwise he would be severely punished by the organization.

    Before coming, the envoy specially mobilized Fu Haolun and the others, saying that this was a "holy war" and that it was a supreme honor to sacrifice one's life for "Allah". Those peripheral members of the extremist terrorist organization in western Tibet had long been brainwashed.  One by one, they were screaming and shouting slogans as if they had been given blood. Fu Haolun also shouted along with them, looking very excited, but it did not arouse any suspicion.

    Although the news had been sent out, Fu Haolun still couldn't let go of the stone in his heart. He didn't know how Qiu Wei and the others would respond and whether they had taken security measures. He quietly raised his head and looked around, but he didn't find anything unusual, nor did he know anything.  The presence of riot police was spotted.

    Dorje Gonpo on the side quickly pulled Fu Haolun¡¯s sleeve and gestured to him, telling him not to look around and to follow his gesture later.

    At this time, the crowd in front all fell down, and an old lama wearing red lama clothes, with a wrinkled face and a somewhat old appearance, was seen holding a prayer wheel. Under the protection of two rows of young red lamas, the treasure minister solemnly said  He walked out and prepared to board the high altar set up in front of the door. This person was none other than the highly respected Great Lama Abu Cheren.

    Fu Haolun's hand tightened. According to the agreement, as soon as the Great Lama Abu Cheren came out, it was time for the extreme terrorists in western Tibet to take action. Sure enough, at the position closest to the altar, there was a man who just now was devoutly lying on the ground chanting sutras.  The "believer" suddenly jumped up, pulled out a sharp Tibetan knife from his arms, shouted "Kill!", and rushed towards the Great Lama Abu Cheren.

    At the same time, scattered inThe group of more than 30 other peripheral members of the Tibetan extremist terrorist organization also jumped out, showing their ferocious faces. They pulled out the bright Tibetan knives from their arms, shouted "Kill.", and waved their sharp blades at the stunned people beside them.  Innocent believers beheaded.

    Seeing that the tragedy was about to happen, just a little while later, I saw countless black holes of gun muzzles suddenly protruding from the high golden roof of the Tibetan Buddhism Temple.  , those terrorists who jumped out were all named and killed on the spot. The people ambush on the roof were all carefully selected snipers of the public security system. They were well prepared, so naturally they would not fail.

    A group of lamas who were standing expressionlessly in the corridor of the temple suddenly threw off their lama clothes, revealing the police uniforms underneath, took out the miniature submachine guns hidden under the loose lama clothes, and shouted in unison: "Don't panic, this is  Public security anti-terrorism operation, please stay where you are, don't move, don't give terrorists an opportunity, the police have surrounded this place, everyone's safety is guaranteed"

    Everyone was stunned. Most of the believers were very cooperative and stayed on the spot without moving. However, inevitably there was still a small number of frightened people who screamed and ran around like headless ants in panic. The scene was a little out of control.

    Dorje Gonpo was a little slow to react. As soon as he jumped up, he found that all his accomplices had been killed. He was stunned for a moment, threw away the Tibetan knife in his hand, and suddenly tore open the lama clothes on his body, revealing the explosive bag tied close to his body.  , howling, ready to pull the fuse and die together.

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