District 9

Bursts of cannons broke the tranquility of the three districts, and also signaled the determination of the man in the game, Lao Gu, to take another step forward.

In the General Administration of Government, one of the highest administrative agencies in Yanbei, when the chief stood in the northeast and saw the fire, the calm emotion on his face disappeared, replaced by seriousness and shock in his eyes.

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The First Theater Headquarters.

Gu Tai'an picked up the landline phone and said in a firm and decisive tone: "In the First War Zone, except for the logistics troops and the First Army, all other troops will collectively advance ten kilometers towards Yanbei. Two cannons are just an appetizer. I am We need to bring in chariots, horses and artillery, and unite him."

"Chief, you are a little too aggressive." A middle-aged man with sharp eyebrows and tiger eyes, with a strong body, persuaded him softly from the side: "If all the troops go up, our side will be empty. There is still District 9 behind us. , District 7, you have to be careful!"

"If these two really come up, can you guard against them?" Gu Tai'an asked.

The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard the sound.

"The only one who beats me is someone else." Gu Tai'an, who was nearly sixty years old, scolded Fang Qiu: "As soon as you have the intention of active defense, you will lose your temper. Don't look behind, just advance directly. I want to scare away the onlookers with murderous intent. A thousand miles.”

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Covered by three rounds of indiscriminate artillery fire, two-thirds of the main force in the first theater, nearly 70,000 people, began to move eagerly to Yanbei from various defense areas.

The Yanbei government was in complete chaos. Dozens of top officials at the level of the general bureau director all rushed to the government affairs office building for a meeting.

At this moment, no one doubted that the iron hat dared not fight anymore. And as soon as the cannon fired in the northeast, the Eighth District Propaganda Bureau received a call from the chief, who told them to temporarily suppress the plan to use the media to attack the military and political factions and wait for further orders.

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On the first floor of the media building, fifty or sixty police officers had already rushed in and blocked several exits, but they did not dare to rush forward. Because Zhu Maoshan had promised that as soon as the superintendent's men arrived on the second floor, he would throw down all the losers around Han Tong from upstairs.

They have hostages in their hands, a lot of hostages, and things are very troublesome.

The nearest superintendent dispatched a large number of police support, including helicopters, police multi-purpose combat vehicles, and police armored vehicles.

At this moment, it was completely bright. Residents around the media building were all upstairs taking videos with their mobile phones, but they suddenly discovered that the network in this area was completely disconnected. Even those who use network cards to upload videos to media platforms have found that each platform has a second-second review status. In other words, as soon as your video was uploaded, it was immediately blocked and deleted, and the sensitive content stored on your phone was also cleared.

On the 14th floor of the Media Building, Zhu Maoshan sat on a chair very calmly, frowning and smoking a cigarette.

"The superintendent's people want to negotiate." Zhu Maochen walked in hastily.

"Talk about fucking b." Zhu Maoshan took a puff of his cigarette and asked, "Have you found that kid?"

"We've reached the fifth floor. He must be in the building. It's only a matter of time before we find him." Zhu Maochen replied briefly.

"Find him and get him." Zhu Maoshan said very decisively.

Upon hearing the sound, Zhu Maochen turned around and shouted to the few horses blocking the door: "You guys should go down and look for it too, hurry up!"

Ma Zai heard the news and left. Zhu Maochen bent down on a chair and said to the twenty or thirty media executives squatting in the room: "Aren't you good at reporting? This matter is over, what are you going to write about it?"

"Come on... just write whatever the superiors tell you to do." A middle-aged man saw that although they were very fierce, they did not abuse the hostages. On the contrary, he felt a lot more relaxed. He just sighed and said, "Isn't that what we do? Well, there’s no way.”

Zhu Maochen sneered, pointed at them with a pun, and said, "You guys squat down."

On the fifth floor, Qin Yu and three or four people were running around looking for Han Tong from room to room.

At the same time, several luxury cars were speeding on the urban streets. Han Sanqian was sitting in the car, frowning and urging: "Hurry up!"

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Inside the office building of the General Administration of Government Affairs.

The commander-in-chief stood in a single room and made three consecutive phone calls to Lin Yaozong's military command, but he was not contacted personally.

"What does the Lin family mean?" the official next to him asked with a nervous expression.

"Is everyone here?" the chief asked back.

"They're all in the conference room."

"Let everyone wait for a while, I'll go out for a while." The chief lowered his head and glanced at his watch: "Go to Sihe Manor, now."

"Mr. Lin is in critical danger. Will he be rejected if he goes there at this time?"

"You have to go to eat." The chief said without any doubt: "The top officer has called the seventh district. It's really chaotic now."

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In Sihe Manor, Hanhan, who still didn’t know anything at all, reached out to answer the phone, then bent down beside the bed and said: "Grandpa, why are there so many calls to you today? I heard that there are also people in the northeast. Cannon fire.”

"Inject...inject..." Mr. Lin raised his left arm with great effort and pointed at his right wrist: "Injection."

"The doctor didn't allow the injection."

"Hit...!" Mr. Lin's voice was weak, but there was no doubt about it.

Hanhan was forced to have no choice but to call his father. After getting permission, he asked the doctor to come in and give the old man an injection.

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On the fifth floor of the Media Building.

Qin Yu kicked the door of an office several times, but the door still didn't open. Then he said expressionlessly: "Tell Uncle Zhu that the person is inside. They used a cabinet to block the door."

A horse boy heard the sound and took out his phone and dialed Zhu Maochen's number directly.

Less than two minutes later, Zhu Maoshan had reached the elevator on the 14th floor, but just as he was about to enter, his cell phone rang.

"Hello?" Zhu Maoshan reached out and picked up the phone.

"Er...Er Zhu came out of the operating room. The doctor said that his life is not in danger for the time being, but there is a high chance of brain death." The daughter-in-law said with a tearful tone: "When will I wake up...it's hard to say."

The corner of Zhu Maoshan's mouth twitched several times: "Is there hope?"

"Yes, yes!" The daughter-in-law nodded decisively: "Lao Zhu... you are the head of the family, you can't fail!"

Zhu Maoshan clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "I understand, that's it."

After saying that, the couple hung up the phone, and Zhu Maoshan led the people into the elevator decisively.

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outside the area.

Li Cangyuan, who was helping Qin Yu and Gu Yan with errands, had arrived at the compound of the Third Field Army in a car.

"Sorry, brother, I want to see Commander Gu." Li Cangyuan said politely to an adjutant.

"Can you see the commander?" the adjutant said without any courtesy: "Go to the lounge and wait."

"Okay, okay." Li Cangyuan knew that he was "serious in his sins" and did not dare to beep more. He just followed the others and entered the first floor.

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Outside the media building.

Han Sanqian's car arrived and was negotiating with the police officers outside the cordon.