It was past six o'clock in the morning.

More than 100 air force pilots from the 129th Brigade of the Fifth Division of the Eighth District Air Force were called to the smallest airport on the edge of Yanbei City.

After the team leader Han Jingzhong held a meeting for everyone, he allowed everyone to have five minutes of free time and could use the base telephone under the supervision of the communications soldiers.

At the entrance of the warehouse, Han Jingzhong chewed chewing gum and took out his private phone from his pocket several times, but in the end he did not choose to use it.

The deputy walked over from a distance and whispered to him, "You're ready, you can set off soon."

"Come together when it's time." Han Jingzhong nodded.

“…You won’t make a phone call?”

"No, my family hasn't gotten up yet." Han Jingzhong smiled and reached out to pat his comrades on the shoulder: "...Let's go."

"Um."

Five minutes of free time passed quickly, and one hundred and ten air forces gathered, got on a helicopter in the small airport, and then flew to the No. 1 Air Force Base in Fengbei, District 9.

...

at the same time.

The 9th District Fengbei, Changji and Songjiang each urgently dispatched a city defense brigade and rushed to Beifengkou to support it, with a total force of less than 20,000.

In the battlefield in Shandong, Xiang Zehao also led more than 20,000 main troops of the Wu faction to return to the north wind outlet, and the marching speed was very fast.

At around 10 o'clock in the morning, the Beifengkou area was already in chaos, and a large number of people were notified to evacuate. However, there were too many people who were going to leave, and there were very few troops responsible for assisting the evacuation, so the situation in various regions seemed very panic. And many businessmen with industries in Beifengkou seemed a little resistant to the evacuation, and the cadres of the Autonomous Council also had to do ideological work.

A large number of factories and stores were forced to close, and the road was full of crowded pedestrians and vehicles, and riots occurred in a small area.

No matter what era or under what circumstances, there are always some stinky fish and rotten shrimps who take advantage of the chaos to make trouble for their own selfish desires, which makes the already insulting situation worse.

Fortunately, most of the people in Beifengkou are rational and understand that the Wu faction is in a difficult situation. They also know that the evacuation is for everyone's good, so they are more cooperative.

Early in the morning, Wu Tianyin used the Wu media to publish three speeches, calling on the people to support the work of the troops and evacuate in an orderly manner, and to guarantee them that there will be special troops and government organizations in Erlonggang to settle everyone and ensure their living needs.

On the street, Wu Tianyin sat in a military car, looking at the chaotic crowd and the bustling commercial street, wishing he could tear Zhou Xingli apart.

This is where he was reborn. It is no exaggeration to say that every public infrastructure here was planned and invested by him. Now, these efforts may be emptied overnight.

Wu Tianyin is no longer young, his temples are already gray, and his wrinkles are becoming more and more obvious. Time brings him calmness, not as cynical as before, but the kind of personality engraved in his bones can never be changed.

In addition to Qin Yu, Lin Yaozong personally called Wu Tianyin twice since last night, hoping that he would take the lead in evacuating to a safe place. The frontier positions were handed over to the command of the military chief, but they were all rejected by Wu Tianyin.

...

District 6.

In an air base near the Siberian no man's land, a blonde, blue-eyed one-armed man, wearing a military coat on his shoulder, walked down from the helicopter, followed by seven or eight personal guards.

He was Kiril Kang Barov, who had been imprisoned in the Sichuan Mansion for a long time. After being rescued by Zhou Shi, he returned to the free rank of the six districts and was regarded as a national hero. The media in the wild promotes that he was cruelly abused by the enemy during his capture, but he sticks to his faith and never betrays his political party, etc.

Because Kirill is the core child of the Barov family, with this resume and publicity, he also showed a rapid rise in his position after returning. He is currently the rank of major general and is one of the executors of the plan to attack Beifengkou.

In the air force base, the waiting officers lined up to welcome him and saluted Kirill in a collective manner.

Kirill smiled and waved his hands frequently to everyone. Then he followed the senior officers of the Air Force Base into the main building together with great strides.

Ten minutes later, in the conference room, Kirill said to the generals of the air force base in a concise manner: "We just received the news that the Wu clan had already moved a large number of people at the North Wind Entrance, which means they had received the news that we were going to attack in advance. So the upper class urgently passed the meeting and decided to plan to plan to launch an air strike at the North Wind Entrance in advance tomorrow night."

Everyone listened quietly, without interrupting.

"The specific air raid bombing locations are all on the plan." Kirill continued: "In addition to the enemy's military units, we must also gather and evacuate the people to carry out bombing. Because this can involve Wu's troops to protect the people...it is beneficial to our army's attack on Beifengkou."

...

On the marching road outside Lu District.

Xiang Zehao also called his wife and asked at her in a low voice: "Are you leaving?"

"We and the officers' family group left by plane together. We have arrived in District 9." My wife asked urgently: "How is your situation?"

"I'm on the way back to the North Fengkou for helping." Xiang Zehao replied concisely and immediately comforted him: "You don't have to worry about me, just stay well in District 9. Let's talk on the phone..."

"Husband, I heard that Liberty is very determined to attack Beifengkou this time. You must pay attention to safety."

"It's okay, I know it."

"You passed by District 9, can we meet?"

"If I don't take the route next to the city of District 9, we have to take a detour and go quickly, probably I won't be able to see you." Xiang Zehao frowned and replied, "Don't worry, it's okay."

"Okay, call me when you have time."

"Um."

After saying that, the couple ended the call.

...

It was past one o'clock in the afternoon.

In a boarding shop outside Songjiang, a drunk man woke up and sat next to the window on the second floor of the store, eating meals.

While eating, the drunkard noticed that there were a large number of military vehicles passing by and many helicopters flying outside, so he asked at the familiar boss: "What's the situation? Why did you suddenly get nervous here?"

"It seems that the war is going to be fought at Beifengkou. I heard that many people have been evacuated and sent to Erlonggang, and the troops from our 9th District have also set off." The boss sat on the table next to him, smoking a cigarette, gritting his teeth and cursing: "The freedom of the dog is just a fucking lee...!"

"Do you fight with Liberty?" asked the drunk man.

"I heard it is."

"…Oh." The drunk man nodded and didn't say anything.

More than ten minutes later, after the meal was finished, the drunk man sat at the window and drank a cup of tea, and suddenly said to the boss: "I...I'll check out."

"Why don't you stay?"

"I want to go somewhere else."

"Okay."

At around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the drunk man left his room and wore not clean clothes. He walked to the entrance of the living village and asked a driver who was lying on his feet, "Master, are you going to Beifengkou?"
Chapter completed!