District 9

In the basement of No. 198, eight commando members quickly cleared away the soldiers guarding the corridor while the entire building was powered off. They quickly searched with bright flashlights.

In the long, dark and damp basement, many people who Yang Cheng secretly arrested were imprisoned. These people are not only insiders with connections to the World War II Zone and the Military Supervision Bureau, but also from other agencies. For example, those who have connections with military supply units, such as garrison regiments, and certain municipal departments, have had under-the-table transactions. In short, Yang Cheng is casting a wide net, and it seems that he wants to get some information and shady stories.

Eight commandos, armed with bright flashlights, quickly arrived at the middle of the corridor and found the room where Brother Zhang was being held.

Indoors, Brother Zhang hid in the corner, covering his eyes with his arms, avoiding the dazzling light and shouting: "You... what are you doing? What do you mean?"

A masked commando stepped forward with a gun and stood outside the iron railing.

Brother Zhang had a bad premonition and shouted loudly: "You want to kill people and silence them?! Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye, you...!"

"Kangkongkangkang!"

The commandos outside the railings embraced the fire without any emotion. Brother Zhang was shot to death inside the railings, his head exploded and his whole body twitched.

Deep in the corridor, Ye Lin just heard Brother Zhang's shout, but she didn't shout. She only held her two small hands nervously and listened to the movement in the corridor.

The eight men continued to move forward and carefully found the companions who had gone to Changji to work with Brother Zhang one by one.

These people obviously had a premonition of their end. They yelled in panic, but in the end they were all shot to death indoors by commandos.

Ye Lin couldn't bear hearing these shouts, but she also understood that there was nothing she could do to stop them. Brother Zhang and others have already spit out that if they don't die, more people will get into trouble, including herself.

Gunshots rang out sporadically. After the commando team dealt with all the gunmen headed by Brother Zhang, they shot and killed several arrested people related to the World War II area in order to confuse the audience and wipe out the evidence.

Deep in the corridor, there was a sound of footsteps, and Ye Lin instinctively stepped back.

"Uh-huh!"

A beam of bright light swept into the room, and Ye Lin covered her eyes with her hands.

Outside the railing, a commando waved his hand at Ye Lin.

Ye Lin was stunned, then tentatively stepped forward.

"Don't say anything." The commando hid in the corner of the dark corridor and told Ye Lin in a low voice.

Ye Lin looked at him and didn't reply.

After the commando finished speaking, they did not rescue Ye Lin, but walked forward quickly and continued walking.

…

The top floor of the main building of Compound No. 198.

There were more than a dozen commandos guarding the three stairways. There were six or seven corpses lying in the corridor. They were all Yang Cheng's men. They were the core of the compound and the leaders in charge of one department, so they were all rushed up. commandos were shot dead.

Outside the compound.

Xiaofeng held the walkie-talkie and asked in a low voice: "Has the first team reached the top floor?"

"Yes, we have taken control of the top floor." The captain of the first team replied.

"Time is already very tight, hurry up." Xiaofeng ordered lightly.

"clear!"

After the captain of the first team responded, he reached out and placed the gun attached to the gun belt on his crotch, took out a very thick pile of information from his arms, and shouted in a low voice: "Take out the things and enter Yang Cheng's office. "

When the three commandos heard the sound, they also took out the information from their arms and walked to the captain's side.

Two seconds later.

The locked Yang Cheng's office was forcibly opened by the commandos, and the four of them stepped into the room.

"Don't remove all the evidence in Deng Jun's case," the captain said quickly: "Only destroy the key links in the evidence chain."

"yes!"

After the three of them nodded, they immediately started searching.

The captain turned to look around, his eyes locked on the confidential filing cabinet. He stepped forward, used a small sticky C4 to blast open the iron cabinet lock, randomly placed the materials he held in a slightly more eye-catching location, and randomly took some files and materials from inside and took them away.

The other three people found the file cabinet of Deng Jun's case. After careful screening, they extracted relatively important links in the evidence chain and took them away directly.

"There is also a confidential archives room in the next room. Quick, put what you have in your hands into it." The captain ordered.

…

On Central Avenue.

A battalion that had previously entered the city on the pretext of raising armaments had now had a physical conflict with two companies of the municipal garrison.

"What do you mean? Are you looking for trouble, or are you trying to help the gangsters who attacked Compound No. 198 escape?!" Company One asked, squinting his neck.

"I'm sorry!" The officer who got out of the truck pointed at the other party and cursed: "You hit us with your car. Are you still reasonable? I don't know what attacking gangsters means. Why did you beat people just now?"

"Who hit someone?"

"You, didn't you just do something? You pointed a gun at me!"

"...!"

The men of the 1st and 2nd companies wanted to cross the Central Avenue quickly, but the battalion carrying the armaments blocked the middle of the road. Hundreds of people were shouting curses.

The troops from both sides got together, each talking about his own reasons, and the scene was very chaotic for a time.

The battalion that went to the city to pick up armaments was a battalion-level unit within the combat regiment directly under Zheng Kai's Field Army. It was a highly loyal Imperial Guard.

On the vehicle behind the crowd, the battalion commander held military communication equipment and asked in a low voice: "Captain, what should we do if they want to leave?"

"Find a way to open fire, and don't worry about the rest." the regiment leader replied.

"Understood!"

At the center of the conflict, the first company commander was in a hurry to return to Compound No. 198. He had no time to argue with the other party. He could only shout directly: "We will have a department to communicate with you about this car collision. We have no time to argue with you now." Everyone, get in the car, back it out, and take a detour back to No. 198 compound..."

The soldiers of the 1st and 2nd companies prepared to retreat when they heard the shouting.

On the military vehicle, the battalion commander took out his cigarette case and whistled at the people in the distance.

"Kang Kang, Kang Kang!"

Just when things seemed to be calming down, several gunshots were fired in the center of the two entangled troops.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Who shot?"

"What do you mean, you really opened fire?!"

"...!"

The two groups of people who were originally facing each other suddenly became nervous and raised their firearms one after another.

"Don't move, if you move I'll beat you to death!"

"Don't point your gun at us, move away!"

"...!"

The two groups retreated, feeling nervous. The company commander kept shouting: "Calm down, calm down, don't fire!"

"Kang Kang!"

Two more gunshots rang out.

After a short period of tranquility, the people from Zheng Ziying took the lead and rushed towards the opponent.

"Damn it, you still dare to take action?! Disarm them!" The battalion commander jumped out of the car, pulled his neck and roared.

The "accidental" collision turned into a direct conflict between two small forces.

…

On a certain street in Xin Yuan, dozens of police vehicles, sirens blaring, were rushing to the scene.

"Didi!"

A text message was sent to Ma Laoer's mobile phone. He opened it and read: "No need to go to Sanping Road, go directly to No. 198 and let the superintendent's people control the situation and wait for the matter to ferment and Feng Yunian."