District 9

At the door of a barracks in the rear position of Liu Weiren's division, Feng Yunian held a phone and was about to call Feng Ji to inquire about the handover of prisoners of war.

At the main entrance of the barracks, Meng Xi walked over with Baojun and twenty military intelligence officers under Ma Lao Er.

In the dark night, Meng Xi hid outside the military fence, looking firmly at Feng Yunian's figure not far away, and ordered in a low voice: "Act.

"Yes!" Baojun responded without hesitation.

Meng Xi looked at everyone and waved his hands.

Baojun led twenty military intelligence officers and strode into the courtyard, heading straight for Feng Yunian.

"Where is Meng Xi?" Feng Yunian asked immediately when he saw Baojun and others approaching.

Baojun came to Feng Yunian, looked at him blankly for two seconds, and suddenly whispered: "I'm sorry, Uncle Feng!"

When Feng Yunian heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

As soon as Bao Jun finished speaking, three military intelligence officers immediately stepped forward, held down Feng Yunian with simple and neat movements, held him up without any explanation, and walked to the barracks next to him.

"What do you mean? What do you mean?!" Feng Yunian reacted, his voice was hoarse and he shouted with fear: "What are you going to do?"

Baojun looked at Feng Yunian and didn't reply.

"You can't do this, I want to speak to Qin Yu!"

"Let me go, let me go!"

"You are deceiving and breaking your promise!"

"...!"

Feng Yunian struggled and roared desperately and piercingly, but the military intelligence officer holding him was like a robot. He didn't reply or show any emotion, and forcibly took him to the nearby camp.

Feng Yunian looked at the main entrance of the camp and shouted feebly: "Qin Yu, you lied to me!"

What Feng Yunian feared most happened, but he had no choice but to do anything, because from the moment Feng Chengzhang was arrested, the Feng family had lost all initiative and bargaining chips.

The three military intelligence officers, under the watchful eyes of Liu Weiren's soldiers, saw with their own eyes that Feng Yunian was locked up in the camp, and there was slowly no movement.

At the front door, Meng Xi walked in expressionlessly and went straight to the main tent where Feng Yunian was just now.

Baojun stood at the door. After waving to the guards of Liu Weiren's division, most of them left their positions. Only three officers came over with ropes and handed them to Baojun.

"Wow!"

Meng Xi stretched out his hand to lift the curtain of the tent and stepped into the room.

In the slightly dimly lit barracks, Feng Chengzhang was wearing a dirty military uniform, his white hair was a little messy, his face was covered with sweat, he looked at Meng Xi and asked, "What do you want to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Baojun walked in with ten military intelligence officers and stood on both sides.

Meng Xi glanced at Feng Chengzhang coldly, reached out to open the file bag, lowered his head and said, "Execution record."

When the two military intelligence officers heard the sound, they took out the camera equipment they had prepared and set up two cameras around Feng Chengzhang. The latter turned pale when he saw this scene, stood up in anger and shouted: "Fuck, what do you think?" What are you doing? Huh?!"

"Crash!"

When Feng Chengzhang stood up, the shackles tied to his feet made a sound of metal collision. Everyone present looked at him indifferently and said nothing.

Meng Xi pulled out two pieces of white paper from the file bag, looked up at Feng Chengzhang, and read eloquently: "According to the regulations related to the anti-military civil war signed by the three districts in Yanbei, the eighth district, in the twelfth year of the new era, according to The Supreme Military Tribunal of the Eighth Bureau... The Class A war criminal Feng Chengzhang is now sentenced. Feng Chengzhang is guilty of intentionally provoking a military civil war, selling military rights and interests in the Chinese area, and committing economic rights... The order was originally affiliated with the operational order of the 9th District World War II area. Many troops carried out armed mutiny, causing wars in Songjiang, Fengbei, Lukou Port and other places, resulting in the death of a large number of innocent soldiers in service, nearly one million Chinese people in and outside the region, displaced, and insecurity of life and property. Guarantee, you are now sentenced to the following sentence: Class A war criminal Feng Chengzhang is sentenced to death, and the method of execution will be hanging."

Feng Chengzhang looked at Meng Xi with his pupils contracting violently, clenched his fists and cursed: "What the hell do you have the right to judge me?!"

Meng Xi pointed at him and replied succinctly: "Do you know why I didn't kill you with one shot? Because it's not enough to defeat you and defeat you. I also want you to be remembered by history forever and let you die after death. One hundred years, five hundred years, you will still have to be judged by future generations!”

Feng Chengzhang froze on the spot, looking at Meng Xi's expression, and sat limply on the chair.

"Execute!" Meng Xi gave the order in a loud voice.

The four military intelligence officers lowered their heads and first put on their hoods outside the camera, then walked to Feng Chengzhang's side with a rope and an iron bar for hanging.

"The Feng faction still has troops. If you kill me, there will still be military security risks. I want to speak to Qin Yu, I want to speak to Gu Tai'an...!" Feng Chengzhang completely lost the momentum and courage of the commander-in-chief at this moment, and was frightened. Like a trapped animal, he kept shouting and asking for communication.

The cold rope was put around Feng Chengzhang's neck, and Meng Xi waved his hand.

"Let...let me go...I'm still valuable. I can find a way to get the free troops in Beifengkou to withdraw...!" Feng Chengzhang roared feebly.

"Squeak!"

The rope was rolled up and contracted by two iron bars, and Feng Chengzhang's neck was instantly strangled until it collapsed. He was shaking all over, his eyes were wide open, and he was looking at the ceiling with reluctance.

The rope became tighter and tighter. Feng Chengzhang's eyes bulged, his face turned purple, and his nostrils were bleeding.

He struggled and grabbed the armrests of the chair with both hands, denting the wood.

The execution lasted for nearly two minutes, and Feng Chengzhang was finally hanged.

"Wow!"

A white cloth was draped over Feng Chengzhang's head. The commander-in-chief of the Feng clan, who dreamed of one day ascending to the throne of supreme power and aspiring for imperial power, died tragically due to Meng Xi's "crossing the line" style of acting.

five minutes later.

The second group of Feng generals were dragged directly to the fields outside the camp and shot to death on the spot by twenty military intelligence officers.

These people are all die-hard generals of the Feng clan, and they are also war criminals. It is impossible for Meng Xi to let them escape to District 7 and make a comeback.

After Feng Chengzhang's death, Meng Xi and his men quickly evacuated the Likou battlefield.

…

Half an hour later.

Gu Tai'an was at the border camp, dialed Lin Yaozong's phone, and said in a sonorous voice: "The main force of the Feng family has boarded the ship, and there is only one He family regiment left in Lukou port. Break in and destroy it. Our three major forces will There will be no more war on the north side of the district! Lao Lin, this battle will determine the rise and fall of our nation. I order you to win, not to fail. I firmly refuse to accept the EU, the adjustment of the coalition government, and peace talks. This is The purpose of this battle is to completely annihilate these bastards!"

"Yes!" Lin Yaozong responded immediately.

An hour later, nearly 70,000 troops from District 8 rushed towards Lukou Port with great momentum.

This is the last guard force in District 8. Their departure may cause many chain reactions, but Gu Tai'an is confident and determined to completely end the civil war before chain reactions occur.

He wants to settle the matter in one battle and bring peace to the north!

Before the war, he was not optimistic about the civil war and the prospects of the Sichuan Army and the Zhou Clan, but when the civil war actually broke out, he decided to support his last disciple.

Knowing that God's will cannot be violated, he must forcefully reverse the situation in the north.

The governor, who has always been steady and thoughtful, why did he take risks and fight so hastily this time?

Perhaps only he himself knows the specific reason.

Many of the Eighth District troops participating in the war were urban defense combat units and were not good at fighting field encounters. There were even trainee officers from the Army who volunteered to form a temporary combat brigade of 3,000 people and rushed to the battlefield resolutely.

In the long river of history, some scenes seem to always appear and play out in reincarnation. In times of crisis, there are always people willing to stand up and form a united army to sweep across the world.

Travel port.

After Xue Huaili learned that the Eighth District troops entered the Xinhekou area faster than he thought, he said after a long silence: "He Chong... we failed, let's fight outside."

"There is still a chance at Beifengkou," He Chong replied reluctantly: "There is still a chance at Fengbei!"

…

North wind outlet.

After Qin Yu learned that the troops in the Eighth District had launched a general offensive, he immediately ordered to the frontline troops of Sichuan: "The overall situation in the district has been decided. He Clan, the Lu Clan is no longer able to recover. All the Sichuan Army's guns are to be handed over to me." We took out the Daqiu Mountain position and began to counterattack in an orderly manner. CNM, let me tie them to death. Once the civil war in the area is over, Fengbei and Lukou Port will send troops together. One hundred thousand troops will go northward. I have to count them. Thousands of miles of no-man’s land in Xibo has been transformed into a cemetery of martyrs for freedom!”

"Yes!!" Li Zhan responded.