District 9

In the evening, half past ten.

On the outskirts of Yi City, there is a dedicated execution site at No. 57.

"Kneel down and put your hands behind your back." The soldier pointed his gun at Liu Zishu and shouted.

The cold wind roared, and the dark sky was filled with dark clouds, as if a heavy snow that could freeze the heart and lungs was about to fall.

Uncle Liu turned his back to everyone and stood in front of the pit, motionless.

"Kneel down!"

The soldier shouted again.

Liu Zishu closed his eyes and recalled those years and those vivid things, just like a dream.

"Damn it!" the soldier spat, taking the butt of his rifle and trying to hit Uncle Liu's leg.

"Forget it, prepare for execution." An officer shouted from the side.

Liu Zishu turned his head when he heard the sound and stared at the northeast, which was his hometown and had all the beautiful things.

"Wow!"

Four soldiers raised their guns.

Liu Zishu stared blankly at a place thousands of miles away and murmured softly: "I...I'm going home first."

"Kingkongkongkongkong...!"

There was a burst of gunfire, and blood mist burst out all over Liu Zishu's body, and he fell into the pit with a thud.

In the earliest days of Tiancheng, the powerful generals and veterans who opened up new territories died in a foreign land at this moment.

He was one of the first people to follow Qin Yu; he was the die-hard brother appointed by Uncle Ma to accompany Ma Lao Er and grow up with him; he was the one who single-handedly dug out Xiaobai and trained Baojun. His calm character in the early days of Tiancheng had saved Ma Laoer and Qin Yu countless unnecessary troubles. He is one of the earliest five elders of Tiancheng; he is Liu Zishu who will never meet again no matter how well Tiancheng develops in the future...

He left, too anxious to say goodbye to those who missed him.

Next to the big pit, two reporters took pictures of the surrounding area with cameras and cameras before turning and leaving.

Yu Weiliang threw away the cigarette butt, waved his hand and shouted: "Bury it."

As soon as the words fell, the soldiers took shovels and dug into the pit.

Five minutes later, the execution team hurriedly left.

…

Early the next morning.

In Yuanshan Life Town, in the headquarters compound, Qin Yu was sitting in the living room and eating, with the news from the fifth district being played on his tablet.

Qin Yu didn't know how to read these things before, but since he came to Sichuan Mansion, he cares about this information very much. Even if it is boring, he will finish reading the subtitles.

Cha Meng stood nearby and was washing his face, and asked softly: "Today...?"

On the tablet computer, the female anchor who was reporting the news in Korean suddenly said three words in a stiff tone: "Uncle Liu...Zi..."

Qin Yu didn't hear it clearly at first, but later the female anchor repeated it again. He was startled for a moment, then immediately turned to look at the tablet.

On the screen, Liu Zishu's photos in Songjiang and the scene before his execution were fully exposed.

"Crack!"

The chopsticks in Qin Yu's hand fell to the ground unconsciously. After being stunned for a few seconds, he immediately picked up the tablet.

"What's wrong?" Cha Meng walked over with a frown.

In the picture, how Liu Zishu was escorted away from No. 57 and how he arrived at the execution place are all recorded very clearly. Except for the fact that there was no direct execution scene, even his body was clearly photographed.

Qin Yu's mind went blank and he sat in complete confusion.

"What...what's going on?" Cha Meng looked at the screen and his face turned pale.

Qin Yu immediately pressed the play button. After taking another look at the screen, his hands shook unconsciously.

"Dip Lingling!"

Just then, the phone on the dining table rang.

Qin Yu seemed not to hear, looking at the tablet with blank eyes, motionless.

Cha Meng came back to his senses, reached out to pick up the phone for Qin Yu, and answered it: "Hello... hello?"

"What's going on, Zi...Why was Uncle Zi executed?" Wu Di's voice sounded.

"I...we don't know. We were originally talking, but suddenly such a piece of news came out over there." Cha Meng asked with a trembling voice: "Could it be a psychological tactic...?"

"The military situation here has...confirmed the news." Wu Di replied: "As soon as the news was broadcast, the news came back."

"CNM!" Cha Meng suddenly shouted: "I didn't agree to let them go at the beginning, but the military intelligence people had to persuade them, what should I do now?!"

Wu Di was also confused.

Qin Yu buried his face in his hands and waited for half a minute before he raised his head with red eyes and said in a calm voice: "Six thousand people in the city gathered together to call Li Zhan and bring the Huncheng Brigade back. I want to attack the capital."

When Wu Di heard Qin Yu's voice on the phone, he immediately yelled at Cha: "Let him answer the phone!"

Qin Yu suddenly stood up and walked out: "Guard platoon! Inform me that all units will return to their posts immediately, prepare three days of rations and combat supplies, and gather outside the city."

…

Fifteen minutes later.

Wu Tianyin, Ye Zixiao, Zhan Nan, Qiu Wu, Lao Qi, Xu Yan, and more than a dozen core members all gathered at the headquarters.

Everyone's expressions were serious, and the atmosphere in the room was extremely depressed.

"Two points of feint, let me contain the firepower. I will bring back the mixed brigade and enter from the front." Qin Yu was expressionless at the moment, deploying as if nothing had happened: "Before the gunshots were fired, execute the joint protection team All the core hostages detained in the compound and Nanmu will be killed as if they were one hundred people."

"Okay." Ye Zixiao knew Qin Yu's temper. After hearing the order, he immediately deployed outside.

"Wait a minute, you can't fight." Xu Yan waved his hand.

Qin Yu looked up at him with scarlet eyes: "Do you have any questions?"

Xu Yan glanced at Qin Yu's face and felt guilty, but still persisted and said: "No... we can't fight."

Qin Yu looked down at the map of Chongdu and ignored him.

"Snapped!"

Xu Yan held down the tablet with one hand, pulled his neck and shouted: "You really can't hit me!"

"Let go!" Qin Yu suddenly roared.

"Are there any friends of yours over there in District Five?!" Xu Yan asked, clenching his fists.

Qin Yu was stunned.

"You can't stand it without one of them. Then you start a war and they execute them all. Can you stand it?" Xu Yan roared and asked: "You are the decision-maker, you have to calm down now, do you understand?!"

Everyone in the room was silent at the moment, seemingly silently supporting Xu Yan's views.

…

Chongdu.

Li Zhixun was sitting in the office with a calm expression, but he kept rubbing his palms and said, "Call him."

"good."

Zheng Xinghui nodded and immediately dialed Xu Yan's number.

Ten seconds later, the call was connected, but there was no response.

"... Let me restate the conditions. First, you must return all our hostages; second, you must withdraw from the distant mountains, and mixed brigades are not allowed to garrison within 300 kilometers of the distant mountains; third, the military intelligence of the ninth district has detained a man named Han Yao's people, I need him to return to Yishi safely." Zheng Xinghui said succinctly: "If you don't agree, I will execute Guan Qi and Baojun tomorrow, and Ma Laoer the day after tomorrow. Don't bargain with me, and don't think you The bargaining chip in my hand can influence my decision. Daring to execute Liu Zishu means telling you that even if you shoot the current hostages, we will not compromise."