District 9

At two o'clock in the morning, Lin Xiao rushed to the door of the bar.

"Here...over here...!" Qiao Xiaoxiao supported Lin Nianlei and walked drunkenly to the roadside.

Lin Xiao came over, frowned at the two of them and said, "I asked you to come out to relax, why are you so drunk?"

"She's in a bad mood and wants to drink, so I'll accompany her..." Qiao Xiaoxiao was also drunk and said in a daze: "We drank four bottles of foreign wine... we can forget all our worries."

"Oh." Lin Xiao sighed and reached out to help Leilei: "Let's go, I'll take you home."

"Ugh, uh...!"

Lin Nianlei turned her head and fell on Lin Xiao, and began to vomit uncontrollably.

Lin Xiao didn't dislike his sister. He just took out tissues from the car, helped her to the trash can on the roadside, and complained softly: "How old are you? Can you save us some worries?"

"Leave me alone!" Lin Nianlei yelled back: "Go away, go away, I don't want to hear what you say...!"

Lin Xiao looked at her and said nothing.

On the street, the lights were bright, alluding to the three people. Lin Xiao waited for more than ten minutes and saw that Lin Nianlei was almost vomiting, so he helped her and Qiao Xiaoxiao to the car together.

Lin Xiao sat in the car and wiped his dirty palms, covered the two people who were confused with the military coat in his trunk, and then drove home with a sullen face.

The streets were silent in the early morning, except for the sound of car tires scraping against the ground.

"Qin Yu, you're sorry for me!... Do you know...?!" Lin Nianlei fell in the back seat, crying and murmuring: "I love you so much... so much...!"

Lin Xiao raised his head when he heard the sound and glanced at his aggrieved, helpless sister with tears on her face in the rearview mirror. Feeling inexplicably angry, he stepped on the brakes and parked the car on the side of the road.

"Snapped!"

Lin Xiao lowered the window, lit a rare cigarette, sat in the car and started smoking.

"...I miss you so much in Songjiang...I really miss you..." Lin Nianlei curled up in the back seat and murmured softly.

Lin Xiao turned his back to her, frowned and took out his cell phone.

…

District 9, in the villa of the commander of the World War II area.

"Commander, Commander Liu Weiren is here." The adjutant walked into the study and said softly.

Commander Zhou slowly raised his head: "Let him in."

"Okay." The adjutant responded and left.

Five or six minutes later, Qin Yu's former division commander Liu Weiren stepped into Commander Zhou's study and said with a smile: "Commander, haven't you rested yet?"

"Well, let's read some books." Commander Zhou waved his hand: "Come and sit, Weiren."

Liu Weiren stepped forward to greet him and sat relaxedly on the chair next to Commander Zhou.

"Have you eaten?" Commander Zhou asked.

"We had it at the division headquarters." Liu Weiren smiled and took out his cigarette case and asked, "Want one, Commander?"

"Forget it, the health doctor won't let you smoke." Commander Zhou put his hands in his hands and looked at Liu Weiren with a kind face: "Is there something wrong when you come here so late?"

"Yes." Liu Weiren saw that Commander Zhou didn't smoke, so he didn't light it himself. He just put the cigarette case in his pocket and said, "Today, the division headquarters received an order, which was issued directly by the General Administration of the Military Department."

"What order?" Commander Zhou asked.

"On the 5th of next month, we and the sand troops from the First Theater will conduct a four-month mountain exercise in Erlonggang." Liu Weiren said truthfully: "The division commander opposite is Sha Zhongwei."

When Commander Zhou heard this, there was no strange look on his face.

"Division-level troop exercises must go through the theater headquarters," Liu Weiren said with a frown: "But this operation of the General Administration of Military Affairs is very strange. He directly issued the order to our division... Instead, our World War II district headquarters, I don’t know about this yet.”

Commander Zhou put his hands in his hands and did not answer.

"Commander, I heard today that Feng Yunian seems to be promoted to deputy mayor?" Liu Weiren asked proactively.

"Yes." Commander Zhou nodded.

"Has the Feng family communicated with you?" Liu Weiren asked.

"It's OK." Commander Zhou lied with a smile, because no one from the Feng family has contacted him so far.

"That's okay." Liu Weiren nodded: "What does the General Administration of Military Affairs mean by doing this? Should I just decline the request from the General Administration of Military Affairs on the grounds that I only accept deployment from the World War II regional headquarters? "

"No." Commander Zhou immediately waved his hand: "If you don't listen to the deployment of the General Administration of Military Affairs, it will be equivalent to giving others a reason to do something to you now."

"Commander, there have been a lot of actions in the military affairs department recently," Liu Weiren said in a low voice, "I always feel that they come with bad intentions."

"Accept the order and prepare the exercise mission according to the scheduled time." Commander Zhou replied calmly: "I want to see when the General Administration of the Military Department will notify the World War II zone of the order to dispatch your division."

"Do I really want to go?" Liu Weiren asked.

"Go." Commander Zhou said calmly: "Not only are we going, but we must also try our best to cooperate with the other party and complete the exercise tasks."

"I understand." Liu Weiren nodded.

…

Early the next morning.

In the headquarters of the First Independent Division in Chongdu, as soon as Qin Yu entered the room and sat down, Staff Wang knocked on the door and walked in.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong?" Qin Yu asked.

"Yes." Staff Officer Wang stepped forward and said, "The bodies of the soldiers and officers who died in Jiujiang have been transported back to Sichuan. There are quite a few of them... I discussed it with several regimental commanders under the division headquarters and prepared to choose a piece of land. , ask the local Taoist priests to take a look... first build a martyrs cemetery and hold a memorial ceremony in the name of the division to show respect and memory for the sacrificed personnel."

Qin Yu thought briefly: "Okay, we have to do this. The funds will come from the division headquarters. Don't be afraid of spending money. Just make it decent and find a good home for our sacrificed soldiers."

"The memorial ceremony...?"

"Not only the people from the division headquarters must participate, but all political officials from Chongdu and distant mountains must be present." Qin Yu raised his head and said, "You can just inform us later."

"Understood." Staff Wang nodded: "Then I'll go make preparations?"

"Wait a minute." Qin Yu suddenly stopped him and said, "Go to Yu's house and let Coco handle this matter."

Counselor Wang was startled.

"She will also be responsible for all subsequent subsidies and condolence payments to the families of the fallen soldiers and officers," Qin Yu added.

Counselor Wang smiled: "She is indeed more suitable for this job, so I will inform her later."

"Well, you go ahead."

In the afternoon of that day, Keke left home and went to Sixiang Mountain near Chongdu in person. He invited a dozen Taoist priests to come down and prepare to select a site to build a cemetery.

Two days later.

Gu Yan arrived in Sichuan with the capital he found from the Eighth District, and everyone made an appointment to have a dinner at a restaurant called "Sichuan First Floor" in Chongdu at six o'clock in the evening.

At the same time, another helicopter was also rushing towards Chongdu.