District 9

In the lounge of Driving No. 093, Chen Ming looked at Wei Zirun in disbelief: "What are you talking about?"

"I said, I have decided to join Qin Yu." Wei Zirun replied expressionlessly.

"Are you crazy?" Chen Ming suddenly stood up: "Are you rebelling?!"

"It's not a rebellion, it's a return." Wei Zirun frowned and emphasized: "The civil war is over and the Zhou clique has been defeated. We and other officers can go to military court, but we should never flee to the outer area."

"Wei Zirun, I'll give you one more chance. You can think about it before you talk to me!" Chen Ming pointed at the other person and cursed angrily: "Do you know the nature of this?"

"Captain Chen, to the public, you and I are both Chinese officers. Fighting a civil war can be based on different political opinions, but following the warships of the European Union to stay overseas and reorganize the military and political forces is no different from treason. We also You can no longer use the excuse of different political views as your last fig leaf. This is unworthy of the honor of a soldier! Personally speaking, the end of the Zhou system has come. Do you really think we can make a comeback overseas?" Wei Zirun said lowly He shouted: "This is nonsense! You can't defeat Qin Yu in your hometown where there is support from the people, so can you win a turnaround by relying on the charity supplies from the EU region? Can you?!"

When Chen Ming heard this, his lips trembled with anger and he was speechless for a moment.

"... Before Zhou Xingli boarded the ship, he transported all the important assets of Luhuai to his private ship. The three official banks of Luhuai have been liquidating assets behind the scenes for almost half a year. They put people's money in Asia What kind of behavior is this? This is an act to drain the economy of Luhuai and drink the blood of the people!" Wei Zirun pointed at the ground and shouted loudly: "I can no longer work for such a political party, and I can't I hope you can figure out your own path."

"Fuck you!" Chen Ming yelled hysterically: "I think you have been brainwashed by Qin Yu's military intelligence officers and have forgotten who you are. Without the cultivation of the Zhou family, would you be where you are today? "

"Have I not contributed my strength to the Zhou Clan? Haven't I been on the front line?" Wei Zirun looked at him and asked: "A scholar will die for his confidant. I have already paid off what I owe to the Zhou Clan. I'll say it again, The nature of the overseas evacuation is not to fight a civil war, nor is it a temporary strategic transfer due to differences in political opinions, but is just to preserve Zhou Xingli's dream of being emperor, and not to let it be shattered in the three major regions! The relocation of millions of people Ah, who is it for? If not for him, Zhou Xingli, how can he still be the commander?"

"You're crazy. You're absolutely crazy for riding on a horse!" Chen Ming pointed at Wei Zirun and yelled with trembling arms: "Guard, guard!"

"You don't have to shout. We are talking alone, and we went from the war room to the lounge. The guards will not follow us." Wei Zirun looked at him and said, "And the security chief has received my order and is waiting in the conference room. There’s a meeting.”

"I'll fucking break you!" Chen Ming reached out to touch the gun.

As soon as the opponent's arm was raised, Wei Zirun took the lead to pull out his gun and looked at him coldly: "Chen Ming, let me ask you one last time, can you accept the incorporation of the Eighth District Headquarters?"

"I'm sorry, do you think you can change the world if you control the security chief? If I don't show up in twenty minutes, your head will have to be moved!" Chen Ming pointed at the other party and cursed: "I tell you, Wei Zirun, I will definitely I will take care of you with my own hands..."

"Puff!"

While Chen Ming was cursing confidently, Wei Zirun pulled the trigger without any expression.

Clean, decisive, without any struggle or hesitation.

"Gudong!"

Chen Ming was shot twice and fell on his back on the sofa. He glanced blankly at his chest, where blood was pouring out from the bullet holes.

"you you……?!"

"I gave you a chance." Wei Zirun quickly put away the silenced pistol, stepped forward, and pulled out his military belt.

"Brother...brother, let's talk..." Chen Ming couldn't figure out why Wei Zirun dared to take action directly, but he was completely scared at this moment and stammered soft words in his tone.

Wei Zirun didn't waste any more words with him, and directly strangled his neck from behind with a belt, and stepped on the back of the sofa with his right foot, kicking hard.

Chen Ming twitched all over, grabbed the belt with both hands, and kicked up his legs. But he was shot twice in the chest and was already at the end of his strength. After struggling for a while, he died.

Wei Zirun looked at him with sweat on his forehead. He licked the belt with his hands, wiped off the blood on it, and then started dragging his body.

"Clang!"

The door to the lounge is open.

Zhou Zheng, Lin Chengdong, and Jin Taizhu, wearing Zhou Navy uniforms, entered the room and happened to see Wei Zirun moving the body.

"Holy shit, it's over?" Lin Chengdong said in surprise.

The gunner at the door was stunned for a moment, then immediately pointed to the distance: "I'll go to the front."

"Put on the armband, it's wrong." Wei Zirun ordered him.

"clear!"

After saying that, Lin Chengdong, Kim Taishu, and Zhou Zheng entered the room and stretched out their hands to help Wei Zirun move the body.

"Brother, I didn't see it, you did this job very neatly!" Lin Chengdong was surprised at the other party's decisiveness and fierceness.

"There is no way to fight for the die-hard element, we can only kill him." Wei Zirun greeted calmly: "Take off the tablecloth and wrap it around him."

…

Outside the forecastle cockpit door.

The six guards who were on duty did not go to the security department for a meeting at this moment, but were patrolling at their respective posts.

Under the external stairs, a dozen people walked over in an orderly manner.

"Stop!" the leading soldier immediately shouted: "What's the situation? Who asked you to come here?"

"We are from the war room." The officer who came up from below led people to continue walking up the stairs: "Captain Chen Ming, let us communicate with the navigator about the navigation route."

After hearing this, the other party raised his gun directly: "I tell you to stop! During the voyage, no one can enter the cockpit without the captain's leadership."

As soon as the officer heard this, he immediately stopped, turned to the person behind him and said, "Tell him how I should get in."

"puff!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bao Jun, who was at the back of the crowd, raised his gun and hit the opponent's head accurately.

"Bang!"

The soldier near the stairs fell to the ground instantly.

"Puff...!"

Ma Laoer and others, who were dressed as officers, took the lead in taking out their guns when they were well prepared, and almost simultaneously opened fire on the remaining five soldiers on duty.

After the five people were killed instantly, Ma Laoer ran directly to the cockpit door with his gun in hand and opened the door according to the method Wei Zirun told him.

"Hooraa!"

More than a dozen people rushed in, closed the door, raised their guns and shouted: "Don't fucking move, the Eighth District Government has officially taken over 093!"

The other end.

Wei Zirun's people who had instigated rebellion, together with Xiao Qi and others, had also taken control of the security conference room and fire control room of 093.

The destroyer has only about 300 standing personnel, and there are many functional personnel, so the strategy adopted by Wei Zirun, Ma Laoer and others is blitzkrieg.

…

In the main ship of the Pearl, Fu Zhen was nestled in a box and asked in a low voice: "Is there hot pot seasoning in this dry ingredient box? Why do I smell a chili pepper?"

"Stop fucking beeping, I farted." Meng Xi replied.