District 9

Wu Tianyin took the phone, walked to the window and asked, "How is it?"

"109, 099, 108, 098, these four mining bases do not need outsourcing companies for logistical support." Mr. Liu replied softly: "But their daily necessities consumption is larger than other mining bases, so If you want to say there is such a base, it should be among these four."

"Can we contact the internal personnel?" Wu Tianyin asked.

"I also asked others to ask," Mr. Liu paused and said, "If you can contact me, they won't be able to contact you. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is abnormal, and no one wants to cause trouble, do you understand?"

Wu Tianyin nodded slowly: "I understand."

"The only thing I can do is to help you arrange for some people to enter the no-man's land of Xibo so that you can have a direction to check." Mr. Liu said interestingly: "You can find a few reliable people and I will arrange them directly. In a friend’s company, they are known as delivery workers and can wander around the mining area.”

"Thank you so much." Wu Tianyin was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Ask it beforehand that if something goes wrong, your people will have to bear the responsibility themselves and not take any chances." Mr. Liu replied straightforwardly: "Old Wu, we have been friends for so many years. Don't let these things affect you." The relationship between you and me."

Wu Tianyin understood what the other party meant and said in a serious tone: "Don't worry, if something happens, you won't be burned, let alone your friends. My people just applied for jobs normally, and your friend's company only hires relation."

"Hey, that's what you mean." Mr. Liu nodded: "You prepare the people, I'll just say hello."

"Sorry to trouble you, Brother Liu."

"I can help you without any polite words, that's it." Mr. Liu hung up the phone directly.

Wu Tianyin stood at the window and thought for a moment, then immediately dialed Qin Yu's phone: "There is something interesting here. I will immediately arrange for people to enter Xibo's no-man's land."

"Do you have the direction?" Qin Yu asked urgently: "It's almost the New Year, and Jiang Xue and the others haven't heard back any news."

"Yes, this military project should be among the four mining bases." Wu Tianyin replied softly: "With the scope, my people will be easy to reach."

"good!"

"That's it, I've made arrangements to call you."

"Okay, I'll wait for your news."

There is no need to say thank you to Qin Yu and Wu Tianyin. After the latter talked to him on the phone, he immediately asked Anzi to transfer more than two dozen clean cadres from the army and rush to the Sixth District of Russia.

…

In room 415 of the dormitory building.

Meng Xi looked at Lao Qiao with a red face, and said urgently: "If I really talk nonsense, can you still come back?"

Lao Qiao looked at him steadily, stepped in and asked: "What you mean is that you are not talking nonsense, but you know something, right?"

On the shop floor, a strong man strangled Meng Xi's neck and cursed in a low voice: "Come on, tell me, what do you know?"

Meng Xi reached out and patted the floorboard: "Brother Qiao, I know something, and I won't say anything more."

Lao Qiao looked at him expressionlessly and did not answer.

"I want to run too," Meng Xi whispered back: "If you don't believe me, you can take me with you!"

Old Qiao still didn't speak, and the person holding Meng Xi tightened his arms.

Meng Xi felt like he was about to suffocate, rolled his eyes and said again: "...I...I also have someone in my hands, we...we can work together."

Old Qiao was startled and waved his hand at the strong man.

The strong man let go of Meng Xi and stood aside without moving.

In the corridor, three soldiers walked over and shouted into the room: "Everyone, spread out. Who told you to stand up and gather together? Hurry up, spread out!"

Old Qiao stood up with a smile and said, "Okay, okay, no more chatting, we'll leave immediately."

The soldier glanced at Lao Qiao and left with his companions.

"You sleep next to me tonight." Lao Qiao pointed at Meng Xi and said, immediately clapped his hands and shouted: "It's time to eat and wash up."

…

Due to a group incident that occurred in the evening, the meal time was delayed, so the workers also took a late break. After collective washing, it was already past 11 o'clock.

Meng Xi lay on the floor next to Lao Qiao and watched as several workers used their own small bowls to fill up a few bowls of rice left over from the night. They inserted chopsticks in the center of the rice and placed it on the leftmost row of rice. The decking on which people live.

In this environment, there is no way to pay homage. Workers can only use this extremely simple ceremony to send their dead friends or relatives on their last journey.

Lao Qiao took off his shoes, got on the bed, and lay next to Meng Xi.

The two were lying together, no more than ten centimeters apart, looking at each other affectionately.

"I know there are quite a few of you here," Old Qiao asked in a low voice, "What are you doing outside?"

"People who run on the road can do whatever they want with the money." Meng Xi replied softly.

"Then why are you here?" Lao Qiao asked again.

Meng Xi responded without thinking: "I killed several Sichuan officers in Chencangkou and got into trouble. I wanted to run here to avoid it, but I didn't expect it and was deceived. I became a digger inexplicably." ”

"How many people are there with you?" Lao Qiao asked.

"49." Meng Xi replied.

"There is also a leader named He Dachuan, right?" Lao Qiao asked Meng Xi face to face and mouth to mouth.

Meng Xi ducked his head back: "Do you know him?"

"Do you dare to run?" Lao Qiao did not answer directly, but asked very directly.

"Dare you." Meng Xi paused obviously and replied: "I went to lay cables outside the big platform, which should be an airport. This place is so strictly managed, it must have an important military role. If it is really completed, we will probably still Can’t survive.”

Lao Qiao looked at him in surprise: "You have quite a brain."

"Brother Qiao, I want to do it with you too, let's run together."

"If you dare to tell me what happened in the tunnel, I guarantee you will die miserably." Lao Qiao replied calmly: "Even if I am captured and shot, someone will do it to you."

"I understand, I understand." Meng Xi nodded.

"Also, I can contact all the people who came in with you." Lao Qiao said very slyly: "I will have someone ask them about the situation over there. If your companion is different from what you said, , then your life will not be easy."

Meng Xi looked at him in surprise and nodded.

"Do you have anything to say to that man named He Dachuan?" Lao Qiao asked.

"Tell him that I'm fine and ready to work with you." Meng Xi replied.

"Yeah." Lao Qiao nodded, turned around and said, "Go to sleep!"

In the dormitory building, the lights in each room are always on, but the workers have become accustomed to this environment.

As darkness fell, the room was quiet, with snoring coming from time to time.

Meng Xi couldn't sleep, lying on the bunk, and suddenly asked softly: "Brother Qiao, were you prepared in advance to grab that gun?"

After a while, Brother Qiao replied: "No, it was a temporary idea."

"Why did you kill that officer? This will cause unnecessary trouble." Meng Xi was a little confused.

"...The man who killed the officer, his son fell into the landslide when he was seventeen years old." Brother Qiao replied calmly.

Meng Xi was stunned.

After a while, Lao Qiao turned his back to Meng Xi and whispered softly: "My brother... is also in the cave."

Although Meng Xi was relatively hard-hearted in some matters, she couldn't help but sigh when she heard Lao Qiao's words.

…

A week later, the Chinese New Year arrived.

The Fifth District Military Headquarters and the Northeast Theater Command, as the Chinese are preparing to celebrate the New Year with joy, have secretly formulated a shocking plan...