In a paper factory, Su Tianbei and his brothers were squatting in the warehouse of the factory.
"Buzz!"
The ventilation fan above the warehouse rotates slowly.
Seven or eight brothers sat awkwardly leaning against the goods, almost all injured, helping each other change clean gauze. Strips of blood-stained gauze, clothes, and cigarette butts were thrown around in a mess.
"The Soli sailors have left. They did a good job. Let's pay their balance quickly. Yes, we are waiting at the factory now. It is safe here... The others haven't arrived yet. You can urge them again...
..." Su Tianbei was sitting on a wooden box, talking on the phone. A brother next to him gave Tianbei an injection of local anesthetic, dug out a bright red bullet with medical pliers, and quickly stopped the bleeding.
After hanging up the phone, Su Tianbei glanced around with a very gloomy expression. Looking at the wounded lying around, he felt irritable. Just because of a traitor, these brothers were killed and injured.
Not worth it.
The warehouse door was suddenly pushed open, and a young man who was watching outside walked in: "Second brother, the people from the security department are back."
Su Tianbei reached out to take the bandage from his brother's hand, tied it hard, then stood up and went out to greet him.
"Bang!"
Two iron doors were opened, and a large group of people walked in, carrying several wounded people on simple folding stretchers. Brother Qiu was also on the stretcher. His head was covered with gauze, like a mummy, and he was carefully placed on the stretcher.
On the ground.
"Is this Xiaoqiu?" Su Tianbei walked to the stretcher and asked quickly when he saw Brother Qiu who had fallen asleep due to the strength of the anesthetic.
"Well, I took anesthetic and passed out." Wu Taiyong responded, exhausted both physically and mentally.
"Hello, I'm Su Tianbei from the General Bureau." Su Tianbei took the initiative to extend his hand. After Wu Taiyong was rescued, the security department had made his information public, so he knew him: "Where are you?
How is the situation?"
"Hello, I am Wu Taiyong. I am from Male Gobi. This time we suffered heavy losses and lost many brothers. Many people in the response team also died, and Xiaoqiu also lost half his life." Wu Taiyong shook hands with the other party and couldn't bear it.
Some people complained: "What happened to the Chinese Trade Union? It hides such a big ghost? The commanding job is like shit."
"Now is not the time to complain. Let's talk about it when we go back." Although Su Tianbei felt unhappy, he was no longer the stupid young man who always sought out the big circle whenever something happened. Now that the three companies are cooperating, unity is still very important.
"clear."
Wu Taiyong is not a fool either. After he complained, he was dismissed.
The two people sat on the ground exchanging information and waiting for someone. About ten minutes later, the warehouse door opened again.
Wang An walked in with a dozen people from the Chinese Trade Union.
As soon as he entered the door, Wu Taiyong immediately greeted him: "Where is my dad?"
"Don't worry, President Wu is fine."
"What about others?"
Wu Taiyong was a little anxious: "Are you injured?!"
"Don't get excited, listen to me."
Wang An explained: "On the other side of the canal, the boat was spotted by people from the Fifth Division when it was halfway through. So we divided our troops into two groups and arranged a more secret route to send President Wu out. If you are worried, you can
Call President Wu now."
With that said, Wang An took out his cell phone and made a call.
"Hello?"
When he heard the voice ringing on the other side of the phone, Wu Taiyong couldn't control himself and almost shed tears: "Are you okay? I almost thought we would never see each other again!"
"You little brat, who asked you to fool around outside? Do you know how dangerous this kind of thing is?!" Old Wu also thought about his son very much, and he spoke in the quintessence of Chinese culture: "I will provide you with food and clothing, and you will ride on the horse."
You didn’t tell me a word of truth. You said that you are a bitch, and you are quite courageous! I tell you, you go talk to the people from the National Bureau of Statistics and ask them to send you to me immediately...!"
"Okay, I understand. You should also take care of yourself. We can meet soon."
The father and son chatted for a few words before hanging up the phone. Su Tianbei felt relieved after knowing that Wu Boxin was safe.
Wang An looked at Su Tianbei: "The response car is already waiting outside. Bureau Su, Wu Taiyong, you all come with me. Brother Qiu and the more seriously injured people will be sent directly to the hospital. We will arrange..."
People from the Chinese Trade Union began to help, applying medicine and carrying people. Everyone left the warehouse and got on the car one by one.
When they were almost gone, Wang An picked up the phone and contacted the boss.
"Yes, Secretary-General Li, everything has been arranged... What did you say? Why is this like this? Okay, I understand..."
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Ba Na City.
"Really? That's good."
Huang Peishan hung up the phone and smiled at everyone in the conference room: "The response team from the factory called and said that the three companies had gathered and were counting the people. The main people are safe."
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief when they heard this.
Huang Peishan was very excited. He clasped his hands and said with bright eyes: "This time is not easy for everyone. When we come back, we must put eye drops on Gwen and the Central Bureau and hold a bigger celebration party.
I’m disgusting with them, and I’d also like to reward the brothers below. It’s not easy for them, so we have to show some respect.”
Lu Feng, who had been sitting next to him with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and glanced sideways at Huang Peishan with a frown.
"This is easy to say."
An Qiqi glanced at Huang Peishan and added softly: "The top priority now is that the matter in Manchester City is not over yet. We have to deal with the follow-up incidents as soon as possible."
"What happened next?"
Huang Peishan didn't know whether it was because he was old or because he wasn't paying attention to Manchester City. He was stunned for a moment and asked: "Wu Boxin rescued us, and our people have all been safely evacuated. What else are we going to do?"
"President Huang," Su Tianyu glanced at Old Huang and took over the conversation: "In this rescue plan, our Changqing Company contributed manpower and lost a lot. Although we withdrew, the Changqing Company
The local brothers live there all year round, and they can't leave. Moreover, the Manchester City Police System has arrested many of them, so we have to take the lead in bringing peace to the matter."
"Oh, look, I forgot about this!"
Huang Peishan slapped his thigh: "Yes, Changqing Company has contributed a lot. In this way, you will formulate a follow-up plan, and I will fully cooperate. Also, there are personnel losses in Changqing. Bureau Lu, if you do this, you represent us
The Chinese Trade Union, please tell the leaders of Changqing Company. After all, this matter was caused by a traitor on our side, so we should express our gratitude. If you ask them to come up with a compensation amount, I will never counter-offer, on behalf of
Changqing Company would like to express condolences to the injured and compensate the families of those who died."
"Then I'll thank you on their behalf." After hearing this, Lu Feng's face looked better.
"In addition, the reason why we have caused such great losses to you this time is indeed because of our Chinese Trade Union."
Huang Peishan continued to appease everyone: "Although the Chinese Trade Union would not think of such a thing, we will never shirk the responsibility that we should bear. In this mission, whether it is the overall bureau or the people in the security system, the pension of all brothers
All the money will be borne by our Chinese Trade Union."
Huang Peishan said this, and no one can find any fault with it.
"Okay, thank you, President Huang."
Su Tianyu stood up slowly: "Then let's organize our forces, counterattack Manchester City, and stab Gwen again!"