District 9

At around two o'clock in the morning, the entire railway line in the Chencangkou section was under martial law. The rescue team, police officers, and leading personnel from Sichuan Province from the Seventh District had already rushed to the scene.

The helicopter landed on the flat ground. Qin Yu was in Xiaosang. Cha Meng protected him and walked down quickly.

Ou Xiaobin's regiment was very close to Chencangkou. He arrived a little earlier than Qin Yu. When he saw the division commander approaching, he immediately went to greet him: "Teacher Commander!"

"How many casualties have our officers had?" Qin Yu asked with a gloomy face.

"Eight were slightly injured, nine were seriously injured, and three died." Ou Xiaobin said quickly: "Qi Wei from the Qi family, and officer Dong Sheng were taken away, Xu Liang, Chief of Staff Li, and Commander Qi is injured."

"Damn it, I'm so tired of living!"

Qin Yu cursed through gritted teeth and sped up to rush to the train.

For Qin Yu, these officers were all treasures. They were sent to the Eighth District to attend school for a few years, and they were all ready to be entrusted with important tasks when they came back. Who would have thought that something like this would happen halfway? Moreover, the family members were also kidnapped and suffered heavy casualties.

Everyone followed all the way and soon arrived on the train.

At this moment, all the Sichuan officers, as long as they were not injured, were helping the staff to treat and comfort the passengers. They were also very polite and tried their best to satisfy the passengers' requests.

Apart from anything else, in the past few years of study, the basic qualities of these officers have been completely revealed. The gangster spirit in them is still there, but they look more stable.

"Hello, sir!"

"Hello, sir!"

"...!"

When all the officers saw Qin Yu, they were very friendly and immediately stood up and saluted.

Qin Yu waved his hands to everyone and said softly: "Help the staff settle the passengers. For those who are injured or uncomfortable, please contact Captain Ou and ask him to bring the military doctor to solve the problem."

"yes!"

Everyone salutes.

Qin Yu stepped towards Car No. 9 and saw Li Zhan, Qi Lin, Wang Tianhui and Xiao Bai.

"Are you okay?" Qin Yu asked.

"There's nothing wrong with us," Li Zhan ignored the minor injury on his leg and said softly, "It's mainly because Qi Wei and Dong Sheng were taken away."

"How were you captured?" Qin Yu asked.

"These bastards may want to grab meat tickets because they haven't washed many carriages." Qi Lin replied: "Two women and one man were dragged under the car, Qi Wei and Dong Sheng. He rushed out and started grabbing guns...but there were too many of them, and the two women were rescued, while Qi Wei and Dong Sheng were blocked at the exit of the bus. They were beaten and captured by others. "

Qin Yu gritted his teeth: "Have you caught any live gangsters at the scene?"

"There are no survivors." Qi Lin shook his head: "The gangsters saw that their accomplices couldn't get out, so they shot them to death with guns."

"damn it."

Qin Yu cursed, raised his head and shouted, "Ruan Ming!"

"Here, Commander!"

Ruan Ming ran over from outside.

"Take pictures of the dead gangsters with your mobile phone, and ask your family to search for them on the ground." Qin Yu ordered.

"I've already taken the photo and sent it back." Ruan Ming nodded.

Qin Yu thought about it, lowered his head, took out his phone, and dialed Brother Xiao's number.

"Hello?"

"There's something wrong with the train, do you know?"

"Know."

"Come here." Qin Yu said quickly.

"Okay, I understand." Brother Xiao hung up the phone.

Everyone gathered around, and Qi Lin also cursed with a gloomy face: "...Qi Wei has been kidnapped, how the hell can I explain this to others!"

"If I find this group of people, I have to skin them." Xiaobai looked at the three corpses of his comrades on the ground and cursed angrily in his heart: "We have been fighting against each other for two or three years in the Eighth District. This is home. At the door, I’m still dead. I’m so fucked!”

"Report...report to the commander!"

At this moment, a man working on the train came over with some restraint and said, "I...I have a clue here."

"What clue?" Qi Lin asked immediately.

"I...I took a picture of a person's face." The man said with his mobile phone: "The gangster's face mask was torn off, so I took a picture."

"Didn't they steal your phone?" Li Zhan asked strangely.

"My mobile phone was charging in the small workroom, but they didn't find it," the man said softly. "When the group of people ran away, I looked down and saw that the face towel fell off the man's face, so I took a photo. For a moment.”

"Quick, take it and take a look." Qin Yu immediately replied.

"Here they are." The man opened his phone, pulled up the photo and said, "I took it when they got off the car and ran out. This person seems to be the leader. He kept shouting after getting off the car."

Qin Yu squinted at the photo: "It would be easier if there was a leader."

…

There are bandit dens, wooden houses, and brick houses in Xingshan. Blocked roads up the mountain and manually dug fortifications can be seen everywhere.

He Dajiang didn't have any public base in Chencangkou. He was just a bandit who came with a group of people to shovel them out, otherwise he wouldn't have done something like robbing a train. Because apart from robbing, kidnapping, and reselling prohibited items, they have no other income channels.

There are nearly 2,000 Xingshan bandits inside and outside, and the reason why his team is so large is because he has absorbed some of the Wu rebels who ran away from the old triangle area. Later, after thoroughly taking root in Xingshan, He Dajiang's younger brother and his former friends brought many people from Tibet and the border.

The snowball started rolling like this, but He Dajiang's business ability was very poor, and he could not find a more advanced way to make money.

When there are more people, there will be more consumption, and eating, drinking, and diarrhea will become a problem. And the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and there are no reserves in the mountains, so we can only rob. But before he grabbed it, Meng Xi once advised him that he would rather survive this New Year with less money than touch the railway. But He Dajiang didn't listen and still led the old team to do the work.

After everyone returned to the mountain.

Meng Xi did not follow He Dajiang to the main house of the village. Instead, he went to find He Dajiang's younger brother alone and whispered to him: "I missed it. I meant to kill him."

He Dajiang's younger brother is called He Dachuan. He is also in his early thirties. He has a rough appearance. He usually swears a lot and has no qualities. But Meng Xi knows that he is actually a very delicate person at heart.

"...Is it okay to kill him?" He Dachuan asked with a frown.

"Some of the dead people were soldiers from the Sichuan government. I guess this matter can't be resolved. The other party will definitely investigate strictly." Meng Xi said in a low voice: "There are too many people in the car, and Lao Ba is a familiar face from the locals. Once someone is killed, If you recognize it, you will definitely be able to touch us."

He Dachuan thought for a long time: "No, Lao Ba has a good relationship with my brother. If I want to do it, I have to say hello."

"Kangkongkangkang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several gunshots suddenly came from the main village.