District 9

Brother Lin and Meng Xi left the restaurant together and came to the back door of the main building.

"What do you want from me?" Meng Xi asked with a smile.

Brother Lin glanced around with a sly look, bit his bun and said, "...Brother, do you want to leave?"

Meng Xi was startled: "Why do you want to leave?"

"Leave here and run away," Brother Lin said bluntly, "I won't go to Beifengkou."

"Haha, are you kidding me? Why are you running away? You don't want your wife and children anymore?!"

"Well, no more." Brother Lin replied seriously.

Meng Xi looked at him in surprise: "Is what you told me true?"

"Can this be a joke? Brother Lin replied in a low voice: "I understand clearly. This matter won't end when we reach Beifengkou. We have to find out that base, and people will definitely have to go in. By then... life Is it still our own? It is estimated that none of these fifty or so people will survive. "

Meng Xi looked at him silently, with no expression on his face.

"We can all live if we go together." Brother Lin continued: "You are taking care of things with He Dachuan. As long as you cooperate, we will do the rest, okay?"

Meng Xi slowly turned his hand away, looked into Brother Lin's eyes and asked, "Who wants to run away?"

"How many." Brother Lin did not say it clearly, but continued to persuade: "Brother, we all have scruples in our hearts. After all, our wives and children are in other people's hands. But you are different. You can't say anything nice. If you're a bachelor of Ma, why should you risk your life for the sake of some bullshit Sichuan Mansion?"

"That's what you said." Meng Xi nodded.

"Do you want to do it or not? Give me a happy word." Brother Lin asked bluntly.

Meng Xi also turned around and looked around, and said with some hesitation: "What if we are discovered? The people from the Sichuan government will definitely kill us."

"They don't dare. Let's keep an eye out and make preparations in secret. If they want to stop us, we'll tell Xiaobai the actual situation." Brother Lin licked his lips and said, "If we're not good, then no one can be good. , everyone is screwed."

Meng Xi still hesitated.

"Lao Meng, let me tell you the truth. I used to admire neither He Dachuan nor He Dajiang in the mountains, but I only admired you. Why? Because you are smart, decisive, and have Idea." Brother Lin said quickly: "But what happened to you this time? The matter is at hand, why can't you make a decision?"

"I...I'm afraid something will happen." Meng Xi still did not express his position.

"Brother, if you want to leave, let's leave here and find a bed in the future. Let's start all over again and drink and eat meat together. But if you don't want to leave, brother will never make things difficult for you. Today, just pretend that I haven't come to find you. Alright." Brother Lin said with a serious face.

Meng Xi scratched his head, looked at him and asked, "Have you really decided?"

"We are definitely going to give it a try." Brother Lin replied without hesitation.

"Well, let me think about this matter. I'll give you the news during dinner tonight." Meng Xi thought about it and said, "Don't think I'm being rude. To be honest... Even if I want to leave, I might I need to bring a few people with me.”

"Okay, let's talk that night." Brother Lin nodded.

"Okay."

"I'll go back first. You wait a while before going in. It's not good for others to see us together." Brother Lin took another bite of the steamed bun.

"good!"

After saying that, Brother Lin turned around and saw no one in the corridor next to him, so he quickly left.

Meng Xi looked at his back, frowning and muttering: "Damn, you want to do something bad!"

…

Fengbei.

After two days of fermentation, the assassination of Deng Jun has caused a stir in the district. Not only the major factions are paying attention, but even the people have learned about the incident from various news.

11:30 noon.

Director Wu, who had disappeared from the political arena for nearly two weeks, suddenly appeared at the Military Supervision Bureau headquarters to handle work in the office.

After Zhang Jiang learned the news, he sat in the office, thought about it carefully, and decided to take the initiative to go over and talk to Director Wu about Deng Jun's assassination. Because the latter is the nominal leader of the Military Supervision Bureau after all, this matter cannot be avoided no matter what.

But what Zhang Jiang didn't expect was that Bureau Wu's secretary directly refused Zhang Jiang's request for an interview on the grounds that the director was dealing with urgent official business.

This signal made Zhang Jiang realize that something was wrong, but before he could come up with a defensive strategy, the Military Supervision Bureau's comprehensive counterattack had already begun.

at noon.

At the Fengbei Station of the Military Supervision Bureau, all officers at the major level and above went outside the Military Supervision Bureau and collectively submitted their resignations to the General Political Headquarters of the Military Ministry.

Five minutes later, Ma Laoer from Songjiang Station, along with officers of major level or above, submitted a resignation report to the personnel department of the headquarters.

All of a sudden, the personnel department of the headquarters became completely busy, and the staff were overwhelmed with all kinds of calls.

About one o'clock.

The General Administration of Military Supervision, officers above the colonel level, and senior officials all also submitted resignation reports to the headquarters.

Immediately afterwards, Director Wu personally dialed Commander He's phone number.

"Hello? Lao Wu, I heard that you haven't been feeling well lately?" Lao He asked with a smile.

"Yes, Commander," Director Wu said politely, "I have been seriously ill recently and have been in hell."

"Well, we are getting older, and our health is really getting worse day by day." Commander He replied pretending to be confused: "In this case, I will ask the health doctor from the General Administration to go to your home in the afternoon to check your body. right now we……"

Director Wu squinted his eyes and interrupted the commander for the first time: "Commander, I thought about it. With my current physical condition, I may not be able to hold the position of director of the Military Supervision Bureau. Deputy Director Zhang is also here. , I...I can't do it, so I'll quit early and give future generations a chance."

Commander He was silent for a long time: "Oh, you still pierced this layer of window paper."

"Commander, I, Old Wu, have been in this position for so many years. I really don't want to step down after being accused of countless crimes!" Director Wu said softly: "I have thought about it and I will retire early."

Commander He frowned: "Well, you can come over in the afternoon and we can talk face to face."

"OK."

"that's all."

After saying that, the two ended the call.

Commander He looked at his phone and tapped his fingers on the table.

"Boom!"

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Commander He shouted.

The door opened, and a chief of staff walked in quickly, speaking quickly: "In the World War II zone, a division of Zheng Kaijun suddenly moved towards Zangyuan, with the intention of cutting off the sand garrison corps."

"Bang!"

Commander He stretched out his hand and patted the table, stood up slowly and said, "Old Wu is worthy of his background in military intelligence. He seized such an opportunity that was not an opportunity, and he was able to defeat me."

"The General Staff is meeting to discuss whether to make military adjustments in response to Zheng Kaijun's changes."

"We can't make adjustments now." Commander He waved his hand: "The time has come! In this case, you ask Zhang Jiang and Yang Cheng to come over immediately."

"Yes!" The staff officer nodded.

In the Military Supervision Bureau, Director Wu squinted his eyes and whispered softly: "I just want you to kill your own general."

…

Chongdu.

After Qin Yu read the news, he called Ma Laoer's mobile phone: "Is the recent situation in District 9 very troublesome?"

"No." Ma Laoer replied easily: "It's not bad, I can handle it for now."

"Don't lie to me!" Qin Yu said with a frown.

"No, I can really handle it." Ma Laoer insisted.