As night falls, the day of celebration is coming to an end, but some people are still busy.
This is an open square. In the corner of the square, you can vaguely see a pile of iron lumps and two large steel wheels. There is also a cylindrical tube with a diameter of 30 centimeters and a length of two meters sandwiched in the middle. There are flashing lights on it.
Brass-colored metallic luster.
On one side of the square, there is a gray-colored wooden shelf, with submachine guns neatly arranged on it, with the muzzles pointing upward and the gun bodies slightly tilted. If viewed from the side, all the trigger holes overlap perfectly.
In the center of the square stands a square formation of 62 people in eight rows and eight columns.
They were dressed in a very mixed manner, with energetic youth clothes, majestic and steady Chinese tunic suits, rustic country clothes, wide trousers and coats that can be seen everywhere, and bright-thinking Lenin clothes... including almost all the attires currently available.
Although their clothes were a little messy, they stood very neatly, with their heads held high and their chests full of energy, and their eyes were very resolute.
It's just that this team is not perfect. There are only six people at the front of the team, and there are two more vacancies on the right side.
"Has anyone seen Zong Lie and Jing Yi?"
At the front of the team, there were two middle-aged men with stern faces. One of them was wearing a green military uniform. He remained standing at attention and motionless.
Another middle-aged man with a slightly plump figure stood with his hands behind his back. He was wearing a black tunic suit and a shiny black hair. His eyes were sharply scanning everyone in the team, and there was an invisible aura.
The field slowly pressed downwards.
"Report!"
A loud report sounded. It was a strong young man standing at the front of the team and in the middle.
The powerful middle-aged man turned his head and spoke very concisely, "Say!"
"I am in charge of Wangfujing Street. I saw two people when I entered Quanjude. They were monitoring a young man and woman. The two stayed inside for more than two hours, and finally the two chased the man heading north. Report
Finished!" The strong young man replied with a stern expression and his eyes fixed on his face.
The middle-aged man in Chinese tunic suit frowned. How could two living people get lost in this forty-nine city? What did the two of them find? Who were they following?
After some thought, he ordered: "Wen Tao is responsible for the search mission. He will lead sixty-four teams starting from East Chang'an Street and divide into three teams to patrol north along South Yanhe Street, Wangfujing Street, and Dongsi South Street.
!Be sure to find the two of them as soon as possible! If you find any unexpected situation, send a signal in time!"
"Yes!" Wen Tao responded with a firm voice.
"Move out!" A man in a Chinese tunic suit shouted softly. In an instant, everyone turned around in the same movement, and the eight teams ran outside in unison.
After everyone in the queue left, the man in Mao suit said again: "The tasks of the Third Regiment and the Second Regiment cannot be relaxed. When they come back, let them participate in the search mission. We must not let go of any enemy!"
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Nanluoguxiang Police Station.
A small dark room completely cut off from sunlight.
"Hmm~"
With a soft groan, Zong Lie woke up from his coma, "It hurts so much! You bastard!"
The back of the neck seemed to be broken. It hurt even if he didn't move. The nerves in his neck felt even more tingling when he moved them. Zong Lie could only raise his head. This was the first position and the most comfortable position.
The pain was temporarily relieved, and Zong Lie began to observe his surroundings. There was no light in the room. He was hung up and tied to a wooden frame. His arms, waist, abdomen and ankles were strangled until it hurt. The technique was extremely professional.
Considering the circumstances here, there is no doubt that he was imprisoned!
It was the strong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes who made the move. The two of them were careless. They clearly felt that the man was very dangerous, and they rashly chased him. If Wen Tao could be informed, perhaps this situation would not happen now.
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"Hoho~"
"Hiss~ Is my waist broken?"
Zong Lie's face was a little distorted, and he could only gasp for breath. He actually felt such strong pain in his waist!
"Number eight!"
After shouting, Zong Lie's face twisted in pain again, and the most painful thing was his neck.
Also, even though he didn't feel tortured, he felt an inexplicable pain in his back!
"Hmph~"
Hearing the shouts, Jing Yi also woke up from his drowsiness. His posture was also like raising his head, "Hiss!"
He just wanted to straighten his neck, but he felt the same pain as Zong Lie.
"Stop struggling, these thieves are tied up too tightly!"
Hearing this, Jing Yi also understood the current situation. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I thought I was going to do something big, but I didn't expect that we encountered a problem. Zong Lie, do you think we can survive this time? I haven't yet
I’m getting a wife.”
Zong Lie was silent for a while, and then he said: "I don't know, anyway, you have an older brother in your family, and I have two younger brothers in my family."
In fact, after saying this, he didn't think that the two of them could leave alive. After being tied up like this in Sijiu City, the other party must be organized. After they were sentenced, it was almost time to hit the road.
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Quiet.
"That bastard climbed the wall so fast? We ran over and paid attention to the wall, but we didn't notice it at all?"
Jing Yi was still very depressed. If they weren't really sure that there was no one there, how could the two of them not pay attention to the top, and Yi Chuanzong wouldn't have been able to succeed so easily.
Zong Lie said in a deep tone: "He must have been specially trained. He must have been hiding in the alley for a long time. Naturally, he has such skills. We have done a big thing this time. I hope the higher ups can take it seriously. In that case, we say
Maybe there is hope."
"Hiss~ My neck, did you see clearly what that bastard used at that time?" Jing Yi groaned.
Zong Lie said uncertainly: "With his hand? I remember that he didn't seem to have anything in his hand. Maybe there was an iron rod hidden in his clothes?"
"Hey~ I don't know if my old man will be sad this time." Jing Yi began to think about his harsh old father at home.
Zong Lie looked a little weird and said: "Why do I feel that my neck doesn't hurt so much? Is it an illusion?"
"Hey, you bastard, you're lying to me now!" Jing Yi moved after listening to his words, but he almost died from the pain.
Zong Lie's face became even weirder. He tried to raise his neck. The pain was still painful, but it was not as unbearable as before. "To be honest, I can raise my head now. You must have woken up late."
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Jing Yi said in a low voice: "It doesn't matter whether it hurts or not, there will be more pain later."
Zong Lie fell silent upon hearing this.
squeak!
There was a quick sound of the door opening, and their hearts beat suddenly, and then the strong light made them both close their eyes.
"You two are awake, good." The young policeman who walked in glanced at the two of them, and then shouted outside: "Director, they are both awake!"
At this time, Zong Lie and Jing Yi's vision slowly recovered. They looked at the police uniform on the man in front of them. Their eyes were very strange. They looked at each other, and their heads were full of question marks?