District 9

Early the next morning.

Before Huo Zhenghua could send Qin Yu off, the Tongmenghui sent six escort personnel, led by a lieutenant.

This move was outside of consultation, and the staff reported to Huo Zhenghua immediately.

"What they mean is that they want to get on the plane with Qin Yu." The staff member asked in a low voice: "What do you think about this...?"

"These people are so ghostly. They just want to see if Qin Yu himself is really on the plane." Huo Zhenghua exposed the Alliance's little thinking at a glance and replied with a slight frown: "Arrange these six people to take the No. 2 plane. , no weapons are allowed. Since the handover point is on their territory, we must hand the person over to the chief of staff of their headquarters."

"Understood." The staff member nodded.

"You go ahead." Huo Zhenghua waved his hand.

"Yes." The staff member nodded and left with the guard.

In the military operations room, Huo Zhenghua looked down at the map and said softly to the chief of staff and others: "An hour after the plane took off, our troops completely withdrew from the Jinmen Port and, in accordance with the agreement, moved to Qufu to pick up our troops. WWII zone troops move closer.”

"yes!"

The generals nodded.

…

Ten o'clock in the morning.

In an air-raid shelter somewhere in Huo Zhenghua's army, Qin Yu, wearing casual clothes, handcuffs and shackles, was taken to a detention room by ten guards.

In the corridor, six co-escort personnel from the Alliance were standing together with the staff beside Huo Zhenghua. When they saw Qin Yu with their own eyes, they were still extremely shocked.

The Commander-in-Chief of the Sichuan Army has really become a bird in a cage!

"Because we discussed yesterday that our people will send Qin Yu to Qufu, so before that, we are still responsible for the escort task, and everyone must act according to the rules." The staff officer said to the people of the Alliance: "You Take flight 2 and hand over your weapons."

"No problem." The people from the Alliance nodded immediately.

While the two were communicating, Qin Yu had been taken out of the air-raid shelter by the guards, and he got into a car with his head covered.

The rest of the personnel followed out of the air-raid shelter, got into their vehicles, and rushed to the mini airport of Huo Zhenghua's military headquarters.

On the road.

Someone from the Tongmenghui called the higher-ups: "Hello? Secretary-General Zhou. Yes, we are already on the bus. Yes, I saw Qin Yu with my own eyes. Well, we will be able to board the plane in about fifteen minutes. Yes. , I promise to complete the task."

After the communication, the senior officials at the headquarters immediately conveyed the news to Gu Taixian.

"Did you see him get on the plane with your own eyes?" Gu Taixian asked, sitting on the commander's chair.

"Yes, the photos have been sent back." The secretary-general nodded.

"Wait until someone arrives." Gu Taixian looked calm, but in fact he was very nervous. On the one hand, he felt that this matter was going too smoothly, which made him feel a little uneasy. On the other hand, he hoped that Qin Yu would come into his hands smoothly.

The temptation to hold Qin Yu to death was too great. He is the absolute link between District 9, the Lin Department, and the Sichuan Mansion. If he is controlled by himself, the Alliance will no longer have to waste time and wait for opportunities in a corner, but can take the initiative to attack the Lin Department. By then, Qin Yu's safety issues are likely to cause conflicts between the Lin family and the Sichuan government... No matter how the follow-up operations are carried out, the chances of winning are high.

Gu Taixian was indeed conflicted and uneasy, but he had also made a decision. As long as Qin Yu could be in his hands, no matter what conspiracy the other side had, as long as he held the person and wouldn't let him go, the rhythm would be in his hands.

On the face of it, no matter what the fuck he does, he won't suffer any loss.

…

Around ten ten in the morning.

A military intelligence dealer who arrived in Hucha in the early hours of last night appeared at an intelligence reselling point in a living town.

This intelligence reselling point is a boarding and lodging shop that looks unremarkable on the outside, but it is home to a lot of mixed military intelligence personnel. The streets near this hotel are also full of red light districts, which makes it easier for this group of people to hide their identities and conduct some transactions secretly.

On the third floor of the hotel, the military intelligence dealer who arrived in Hucha in the early hours of last night was sitting in a private room, eating breakfast and drinking tea.

After a while.

A young man opened the door and walked in: "Brother Bao, do you have the goods?"

"Yes, it's about your World War II zone." The military intelligence dealer replied succinctly: "One price, five million."

"How much?" The young man was a little confused.

"five million!"

"What news is worth five million?" The young man bent down and sat on the chair and asked with a smile.

"Is the news about Qin Yu, the commander-in-chief of the Sichuan Army, worth five million?" the middle-aged man asked.

The young man was startled: "What kind of news?"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a while, then picked up the leather bag he carried with him, took out a piece of paper and placed it on the table.

The young man reached out and took the paper: "What is this?"

"Your alliance will pick up Qin Yu today, right?"

"...!" The young man suddenly raised his head when he heard this.

"I'll give you one minute. Within one minute, you can tell me whether you want to buy this information or not." The middle-aged man pointed at the paper in the other person's hand and said, "This is supporting evidence. The important information is not on it."

When the young man heard the sound, he immediately lowered his head and started reading.

…

In Huo Zhenghua's mini-airport, Qin Yu had been taken out of the car and escorted to the cabin, while the people sent by the Alliance boarded the second small transport plane.

After the communication between the two parties was completed, the staff member of the Huo family who was in charge of the matter immediately ordered the plane to depart.

The ground crew gave the signal, and the two planes rushed out of the runway and slowly took off.

The plane took off, and Qin Yu was completely separated from Huo Zhenghua's protection.

At the same time, in the boarding and lodging shop in Khocha, the young military intelligence officer took the phone and said: "Yes, put five million into the account I sent you immediately, hurry up!"

The phone hung up and the two drank tea. After waiting for less than half a minute, the middle-aged man received a text message on his mobile phone. He then took a USB flash drive and put it on the table and said, "We will work together again if we have the opportunity."

After saying that, the middle-aged man took his bag and left quickly.

…

About five minutes later.

In the headquarters of the Eighth World War II Zone, a senior military intelligence official rushed into Gu Taixian's office with a hurried pace and a panicked expression: "Report...report to the commander, we have just received extremely important news."

"What?" Gu Taixian stood up and asked.

"...Our military intelligence personnel just bought a piece of information in Hucha." A senior military intelligence official said with a trembling voice: "According to the intelligence, there is evidence that after the Yanbei Rebellion, Qin Yu secretly returned to Yanbei City. In other words... Huo Zhenghua has probably reached some kind of agreement with Qin Yu, and they are on the same team. "

When everyone in the room heard this, they all froze on the spot with shocked expressions.

"Report to the commander, the vanguard of Huo Zhenghua's army has left Jinmen Port and is approaching our direction of Qufu." The staff members also stood up and shouted.

"Damn it, I'm telling you this can't be that simple!" Gu Taixian muttered with bright eyes.