District 9

In the Hucha area, outside the headquarters of the New First Army, a middle-aged man dressed in ordinary clothes and with an ordinary appearance was searched all over his body by two guards.

"Is it okay?" the middle-aged man asked.

"This way!" The guard battalion commander made an invitation gesture and quickly led the middle-aged man through the security area and arrived at the most inconspicuous military tent.

In the bedroom of the big tent, Guo Yu rolled up the sleeve of his white shirt on his left arm and strangled his arm with a rubber tube to make the blood vessels bulge.

His head was covered with sweat, he kept licking his lips, and slowly inserted the needle in his right hand into the blood vessel.

"Bang!"

The door opened, and the guard battalion commander raised his head and shouted: "Commander, from the Sha family...!"

On the chair, Guo Yu's body was twitching slightly, his eyes were shining upward, his whole body was covered in sweat, and his expression looked extremely scary.

The battalion commander was startled for a moment, then immediately opened the door and walked out.

Two minutes later, Guo Yu walked out of the back room in high spirits and nodded to the middle-aged man in the hall, dressed appropriately.

"Hello, Commander Guo!" The middle-aged man stood up and greeted him.

"Sit down!" Guo Yu bent down and sat down, and asked with a smile: "Oh, it's not easy for you to come here?!"

"Yes, there are wars everywhere outside. I walked this way for six or seven hours." The middle-aged man responded in a loud voice.

Guo Yu picked up the tea cup, crossed his legs, and said straight to the point: "Time is tight, let's not make any detours. The current situation is that it is easy for everyone to leave the generals at the center of the battle, but it is not easy for me to leave. The New First Army More than 30,000 people are siding with the party and government, Secretary-General Zhang, this has a crucial impact on the war situation, so Gu Tai'an must hate me very much, haha."

"You don't have to worry about this...!" The middle-aged man knew Guo Yu's concerns, so he explained to him in detail.

After hearing this, Guo Yu took a sip of tea and asked, "What kind of treatment can I get if I go over?"

"The new First Army will at most change its designation, and some mid-level and senior officers will be assigned by the General Administration, but the team is still your own!" the middle-aged man replied bluntly: "As for the promotion of the level, it is easy to say."

Guo Yu fell into silence upon hearing the sound.

…

In the evening, around six o'clock.

Inside the mixed brigade headquarters, which had advanced about 300 kilometers towards Khocha, Qin Yu leaned on a large skewer of mutton chops, looked at Yang Liandong and asked, "Would you like some?!"

"Get some food for my officers and soldiers." Yang Liandong was not polite. He picked up a bunch of mutton chops very familiarly and said calmly: "They have been struggling with it for many days and they haven't eaten well. Now that I have been captured, I feel at ease, and my energy is strong."

Qin Yu looked at him with some surprise: "You are easier to get in touch with than I thought."

"Do you know me well?" Yang Liandong asked.

"It's not bad." Qin Yu threw a can of beer to Yang Liandong and said calmly: "Time is tight and the task is heavy, so let's stop inking."

"You want me to rebel? That's impossible." Yang Liandong obviously guessed Qin Yu's intention: "Is it not a bad reputation to change positions two or three times a month?! Someone in my army will take over the command, and what about me? , just be your prisoner of war, if you give me the mutton chops, I will eat them, if you don’t give them to me, I will starve to death, haha!”

"Mr. Yang, have you seen the fate of Major General Xu Shaohong of the Kongzhi Department?!" Qin Yu asked.

"I heard, didn't Fatty Teng collapse?" Yang Liandong nodded.

"Do you want to be like him?" Qin Yu asked again.

"Isn't that true?" Yang Liandong gnawed on the mutton chops and whispered: "Our division was originally a unit in the World War II zone. The upper management has never cut off my salary and has not deliberately targeted me. Then you think something is wrong with my old employer? If you ask me to pull out the team to fight, can I not do it! Let’s be honest, can the political situation in the Eighth District be decided by junior division commanders and brigade commanders like you and me? I think the iron hat king’s You are so big-hearted that you won’t take out your anger on me after the war, right?”

"You can see clearly." Qin Yu was speechless.

"This is the era of shit." Yang Liandong replied calmly: "Personal will has no effect on the overall situation. Sometimes and some things, you just feel comfortable. Although I was captured by you, there will be someone else in the future. When it comes to me, Yang Liandong, at least no one will say that I stabbed my old club in the back!"

Qin Yu looked at him and suddenly felt that this man was very smart and had certain ideas and perseverance. He was not as reckless and sharp as he was during the war.

"You are not a direct descendant of the New First Army!" Qin Yu frowned and looked at him and said: "The first division is. You were reorganized by the queen. You can't talk about stabbing your old employer, right?"

"I'm still saying the same thing. Although Guo Yu clearly divided the army into factions and knew who he should be nice to. But he didn't pay me, he didn't deliberately exclude or suppress me, and he didn't follow me. If you blush, then in this era, it would be great to meet such a leader." Yang Liandong cut the mutton with a knife: "I rebelled first, that is unkind and unjust."

"Without your command, your troops will suffer heavy losses when we fight together." Qin Yu said bluntly: "Is it worth it? Are you worthy of your own soldiers?"

"I have a different view from you. As soldiers, it is inevitable to die in war." Yang Liandong looked at Qin Yu and replied: "They are eating from the New First Army, so this is what they should do."

Qin Yu pondered for a long time: "Okay, let's not talk about it then, let's eat!"

"You have a very good vision." Yang Liandong laughed and joked: "Of all the classmates in the police academy, you get along best with Gu Yan. There are so many young girls in the world, but you chose to marry a girl from the Lin family! !Brother, compared with you, I, Yang Liandong, have these two eyes in vain!"

Not only was Qin Yu not unhappy when he heard this, but he said very proudly: "You see, this is life experience...!"

"Haha, let's communicate more in the future!" Yang Liandong smiled and nodded.

…

Songjiang.

Ma Laoer lowered his head and opened an information packet, frowned at his old glasses and asked, "How much does this cost?!"

"One hundred thousand!" Old Glasses from Feng Bei replied with a smile.

"So cheap? Does it have quality?" Ma Laoer asked.

"I want to cooperate with you for a long time." Old Glasses bared his teeth and explained: "I sell information in the early stage, middle stage, and late stage! What you are holding in your hand is only for the early stage, and it will not be worth much in a few days. "

Ma Laoer looked down at the bag and saw various documents guarded inside: "With so much information, when do I have to see it? Tell me, what's going on?"

"The General Administration of the Ninth District Military Headquarters and the Shen family want to recruit some troops from the Khocha battlefield...!" Old Glasses whispered: "This bag contains various supporting evidence. You can go back and take a closer look!"

"Whose troops should we recruit?" Ma Laoer asked immediately.

…

Twenty minutes later.

After Ma Laoer returned to Songjiang City, he pondered for a long time and immediately said to his assistant: "Find a way to get there, I want to go to the war zone."