District 9

The third floor of this building was a restaurant. There were a total of seven or eight people in the house. At this moment, they were all driven to the top floor, tremblingly looking at Yang Liandong and his soldiers.

"Don't be so fucking crazy." The officer staff gritted his teeth and yelled downstairs: "There are dozens of people in our house. If you call in, I can't make it easy for you. If you don't believe me, try it!"

Downstairs, Lin Xiao waved his hand to the snipers who had found the high point, indicating that they could find the target.

At the same time, a large amount of tear gas smoke rose up in the room. An old man about eighty years old who was suppressed on the top floor coughed violently and yelled: "You are a bunch of bastards. You won't fight on the Northwest Front." Go, our own people are having a lot of fun... Why don't we ordinary people stay at home and stop?... If my son's shop is gone, I will fight with you gangsters!"

At the corner of the bathroom, Yang Liandong heard this and his face was burning. He was a dignified division commander, but he was beaten so hard that he stayed in people's homes and did not dare to go out. He was also forced to struggle fearlessly while watching his soldiers being shot to death randomly.

"Shut up and go back!" A young soldier pointed a gun at the old man.

"I'm already eighty, and I'm afraid of you!?" The old man was furious and picked up the sickle: "You can't fight, but you are the most powerful in the nest. I will chop you to death with one knife!"

Yang Liandong reached out and grabbed the soldier, looked at the old man and replied: "Man, stop scolding, let's go out."

The old man was stunned as he held up his sickle.

"I'm sorry." Yang Liandong clasped his fists and shouted softly downstairs: "Which unit do you belong to?"

"Lin Corps, special operations brigade." Lin Xiao, who was preparing to attack, immediately raised his head and shouted.

"Make way for our brothers, I'll go out." Yang Liandong replied.

Lin Xiao made a still gesture to the special forces team member who was about to attack next to him, and replied calmly: "Let's go outside."

Half a minute later, Yang Liandong's soldiers did not hesitate and walked out from the third floor with their guns raised.

"What does it have to do with Qin Yu, staring at me like this?" Yang Liandong walked out of the door and asked Lin Xiao with a charred face.

"He is my brother-in-law." Lin Xiao replied calmly.

Yang Liandong was startled: "Are you that Lin Xiao?"

"yes!"

"Damn it, your family is very vindictive, are you? Chasing me so far!" Yang Liandong was helpless.

"Your soldiers are following the wrong person." Lin Xiao stepped forward, disarmed Yang Liandong's gun and shouted: "Team 3, Team 2, cover from the back, Team 1 follows me and withdraw from the side, quick!"

"Damn, it's so frustrating!" the officer staff officer of the second division gnashed his teeth and cursed: "If the stupid first division didn't suddenly escape and disrupt our retreating troops, why would we be prisoners of war?! Shame!"

…

On the other side, other team members were arresting the officers hiding around the third floor. Officer Huang saw that he could not escape, so he had no choice but to rush out of the bungalow, wearing civilian clothes, holding his head and ran towards the center of the town.

At the entrance of the alley, two special forces members were about to retreat when they happened to bump into Officer Huang.

"Don't move!" The special forces member raised his gun.

"Brother, soldiers rushed into my house. They were all armed with guns." Chief Huang pointed at the bungalow behind him with a horrified look on his face and said, "Let me pass."

"Are you a citizen here?" the special forces member asked.

"Yes, yes!" Chief Huang nodded: "I want to go there, my wife and child are still over there..."

"Are you a member of the public?!" the special operations team member asked again.

"This is fake. Can't you tell by looking at what I'm wearing?"

"Extend your hand and let me take a look." The special operations team member took a step back and said.

Officer Huang's hands holding his head were white and tender, with no frostbite at all. His complexion was relatively rosy, and he was carrying a small briefcase on his body.

"Damn it, look outside, who has skin like yours?!" The special forces member raised his gun and smashed it directly.

"Bang!"

The gunshot hit Chief Huang's head. He bled profusely on the spot and fell to the ground on his back.

"This must be an officer, take him away!" The special operations team member with a gun pointed at Officer Huang called to his companions.

…

ten minutes later.

After Lin Xiao and others quickly left the living village, they were blocked by the small support force of the Second Division. However, they were not willing to fight and quickly retreated to the more remote ridgeline.

Along the way, Lin Xiao contacted Qin Yu several times and asked him to send ground troops to increase the number of troops. Because the center of the battlefield was too chaotic and the helicopter's flying height and response height were limited, there was no way to conduct air response here.

After Qin Yu received the news, he immediately sent Daya's troops to meet Lin Xiao.

…

Outside Yanbei City.

After the Air Force Command was taken down, more than 30,000 people from the Gu Corps and more than 40,000 people from the Lin Corps in the World War II area moved closer to the outskirts of Yanbei.

The battle in the direction of Hucha has become very stalemate. Tan Zhongshu's 27th Division, as well as the New First Army and the Self-Defense Force, have been sandwiched by the mixed brigade, Lincheng troops, and Gu Taixian's troops. They want to withdraw from the battlefield in a short time It's simply unrealistic.

Therefore, if the defenders on the Yanbei side do not have more troops, they will have to face an siege launched by nearly 80,000 people from the Gu and Lin corps.

In the headquarters of the Gu Corps, Gu Tai'an sat on a chair and dialed Lin Yaozong's phone number for the first time.

"Hello? Old Lin!"

"Is Commander Gu feeling well?" Lin Yaozong asked with a hint of teasing, "I've spent all the flowers I've been waiting for waiting for your call...!"

"Haha!" Gu Tai'an smiled heartily: "This friendship should be expressed in person."

"Let's not talk nonsense, how can Yanbei fight?" Lin Yaozong asked.

"The garrison troops outside Yanbei City are all from the World War II area. Although Secretary-General Zhang has secretly done a lot of homework for them, in the end they are the military forces of the Eighth District." Commander Gu pondered for a while and said: "Old Lin, If not, just give them another chance, give them two hours to think about it, and if they are willing to take the right path, let the past be forgotten."

"That's what I mean too." Lin Yaozong nodded: "When the cannon fires, casualties are inevitable."

"Yeah." Gu Tai'an nodded.

"Okay, I'll ask the headquarters to contact them. If necessary, I will communicate with them directly." Lin Yaozong took over the job.

"Give them two hours because they wear the same military uniforms as us, and they still have a sense of humanity under the shells." Gu Tai'an said calmly: "But this does not mean that we have to open the door to Yanbei. It's up to them. If we want to fight, then our two armies will be completely shut down and not a single soldier can be released."

"I understand what you mean." Lin Yaozong nodded.

"Trouble."

"It's my job." Lin Yaozong replied and hung up the phone.

five minutes later.

Lin Yaozong's chief of staff sent an ultimatum to the 415th Division and the headquarters of the division directly under the General Political Department.

There is a two-hour deadline to surrender. After two hours, the artillery from the First and Second World Areas will cover every inch of the military defense zone outside Yanbei City.