District 9

On the phone, Ma Laoer whispered back: "I don't know how many eyes are watching Fengbei's movements now, waiting for news."

Qin Yu stood up slowly: "Are you involved in this matter?"

"No." Ma Laoer shook his head: "Not only do we don't know, but probably even the World War II Zone Headquarters doesn't know."

Qin Yu took two steps inside the house: "If you have any news, call me immediately."

"Okay." Ma Laoer nodded.

"Hey, wait a minute, something happened in Fengbei. Is Feng Xi taking any action?" Qin Yu asked.

"Yes. They have troops moving to Fengbei. The reason is to enter the city to maintain stability and protect the safety of the military and political headquarters." Ma Laoer replied.

"There are any reasons, but the troops have entered the city. No one can say what they will do." Qin Yu replied calmly.

"That's what I'm talking about. The outcome of the game of chess in District Nine will not be known until the last moment." Ma Laoer replied in agreement.

"Okay, that's it."

"Um!"

After saying that, the two ended the call.

Qin Yu picked up the cigarette case and walked outside the tent, lighting a cigarette. His recent psychological activities are also very complicated. Daya and others have been out for a long time, but there is still no reply so far. Qin Yu is very worried. The only thing that can comfort me is that there is currently no news of any war breaking out near Niutoushan, which means that Daya and the others are currently hiding well and have not encountered the enemy yet.

The situation in District 9 is complicated, and some people who have a great debt of gratitude to Qin Yu are in extreme danger. However, it seems that the Yandao War will not end in a short time, and he has no way to look at the ninth district and make some actions.

The cold wind was blowing, Qin Yu was holding a cigarette in his mouth, his hands wrapped in military coats, and suddenly a possibility came to his mind. If what Director Wu wants to do is really accomplished, what will the future situation of District 9 be like? Could this also be an opportunity for the Sichuan government...?

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Baoyuan Street.

"Boom, boom!!"

A violent explosion sounded in front of the Military Service Club. Mud, rubble and tiles rose into the sky, and a large collapsed hole more than three meters long and two meters wide appeared in front of everyone.

If it is a normal bomb, it may be difficult to blast underground fortifications with hard walls, but the bombs used by the army are unconventional. Soldiers can not only pinpoint the explosion area, but also control the general direction of the explosion. A simple understanding is that the explosives buried in the excavation groove are not blasted in a conventional upward fan-shaped manner, but concentrated downwards. This is called directional blasting.

Therefore, the solid underground fortification ceiling will only end up collapsing under such densely arranged directional bombs.

After the collapse pit appeared, He Chong stood on the outside and lowered his head and shouted: "Commander, Commander, Dad, can you hear me?"

Gunshots and footsteps were heard in the dimly lit corridor below. The chief of staff was the first to reply: "Is the perimeter controlled?"

"Under control." He Chong replied, immediately waved his hands and shouted: "Quick, get down, take a ladder!"

It was obviously a waste of time to tie down the rappel at this moment. After hearing He Chong's order, a platoon of soldiers jumped into the collapse area without hesitation.

In the corridor, Commander He walked over in a slight panic, raised his head and shouted: "Control the upper level!"

"Under control." He rushed back.

At the entrance of the collapse, the soldiers who jumped down squatted down for two people, and stood upright on their shoulders again for two people. After the human ladder was set up, Commander He lifted his feet, stepped on the soldier's body, and climbed up in embarrassment.

Above, several soldiers lay on the ground, handed their rifles to Commander He, and then dragged him with all their strength.

After a few seconds.

Commander He saw the light of day again and crawled out of the pit in disgrace.

"Armored vehicle, bring the armored vehicle over," He Chong waved his hand and shouted, "Let's go to the garrison brigade headquarters."

"No, don't go to the garrison." Lao He immediately waved his hand and said, "Let's go first, leave here first."

"Buzz!"

Four armored vehicles rushed up from the side, preparing to cover Commander He's evacuation with their vehicle bodies.

"Continue rescuing people, hurry up!" He Chong stayed next to the pothole, still directing the combat platoon to rescue the people below.

In the surrounding streets, the soldiers brought by He Chong have now completely controlled the main intersections and alley exits.

Because the military intelligence personnel were relatively scattered, although they already knew that He Chong was bombing the tunnel at the entrance of the Military Service Agency, they could not form the number of people for a large-scale attack in a short period of time, so they could only rush to shoot and intercept from the outside.

In the corridor.

Guan Feng, who was only one step away from capturing Lao He, was now in a very dangerous situation. Because Jia Zheng's troops had been beaten down from upstairs, a large number of soldiers carrying gas masks began to throw tear gas into the corridor, and in conjunction with flamethrowers, they quickly advanced.

"It's over, battalion commander, we're done...the other party blew up the tunnel and ran away." Inside the underground fortification, a company commander said desperately to Guan Feng.

"Charge again, they are right in front!" Guan Feng roared without giving up.

on the ground.

A dozen soldiers protected Lao He and ran to the street first. By this time, armored vehicles had already arrived and lined up on the roadside.

On the chaotic battlefield, Lao He turned back to look at his son, waved his hands and shouted: "Let them command, get in the car, you get in the car first..."

"Whoosh!!"

At this moment, there was an explosion of air, and a flash of orange fire suddenly appeared from the entrance of the street in the distance.

Lao He suddenly turned around.

"Boom!!"

An armored vehicle was hit by an RPG missile and exploded instantly.

"Commander, be careful, there are people outside!" An officer rushed up and instantly threw Lao He down.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh...!"

Immediately afterwards, there was an endless sound of gas explosions. On the chaotic streets and on the rooftops of buildings, at least ten RPGs were fired.

Intense explosions sounded on both sides of the street. Before He Chong could react, he was knocked down by the soldiers next to him. Before his body fell, he looked in the direction of his father and saw that there was already a sea of ​​fire.

The armored vehicle exploded twice in succession, and the air wave pushed Lao He and the soldiers protecting him on the ground two or three meters away.

"Kingkongkongkongkong...!"

Dull sniper shots sounded one after another. The soldiers on Lao He were killed and his body was penetrated. Just as Lao He was about to stand up, two masses of blood mist burst out from his chest and back, and he fell to the ground again.

"dad……!"

He Chong, who was knocked down, shouted in a sad voice.

This attack lasted very short, less than ten seconds. After the opponent finished shooting the RPG, there was no movement.

The sniper, who was hiding somewhere, fired several shots in the direction of Lao He, but there was no response...