Jia City, the temporary base of the Blackwater Legion.
At night, in the conference room, Xin Xiaodong, Jin Maohui, Bo Ang and others argued endlessly. Everyone had different opinions on the main attack position.
Xin Xiaodong pointed at the map and said excitedly, "It's not that I have to take on this job, but we have experience in attacking cities. Last time we attacked Bana City, our troops infiltrated the fastest, and that damn Booker still hasn't figured it out...!"
When Boang heard this, he was somewhat speechless.
As he spoke, Xin Xiaodong glanced at Boang who was sitting next to him and said, "Brother, I'm not targeting you. I just want to talk about... the strengths of our Third Division."
Boang smiled awkwardly and responded politely: "Don't curse, let's discuss rationally."
Xin Xiaodong grinned and said nothing more.
Boang sat in a wheelchair, put his hands on his chest and continued, "For the main attack, I suggest that the Blackwater Corps take the lead. Our heavy troops have a tank regiment, which will be more efficient in attacking cities."
Jin Maohui didn't say anything, because he knew very well that the Terrorism Bureau was a temporary armed force and its combat capability was not up to the task of carrying out the main attack.
Several other Blackwater Corps generals also wanted to help Boang get the main attacking position, so the quarrel continued in the conference room.
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In a small room next to it, Su Tian was communicating with Gu Baishun.
Su Tianyu looked a little nervous. He leaned against the window, smoking a cigarette, and asked Gu Baishun, "Have you found out? Will District 1 participate in the battle head-on?"
Gu Baishun pondered for a moment and intervened, "According to the intelligence I know, this probability is very small. District One's current attitude is not very clear, but many people inside are not pro-war factions. With their influence, District One should not personally intervene. In addition, the news somehow got out, and the square of District One is full of anti-war parades, and the emotions below are also very strong. So the intention of the top leaders of District One should still be to let Gustav come forward and unite with the armed forces around Saint Paul City to fight against us. Isn't this their usual method? If we frequently add fuel to the fire, they will shrink back when we really want to do it."
Gu Baishun said, with a hint of disgust on his face: "And Gustav has the same purpose. After all, he is a warlord, making money from war. He doesn't care about people's livelihood, let alone the lives of his subordinates. As long as he drags us into the quagmire of war, he can keep getting paid."
Su Tianyu nodded, looking a little more relaxed: "If District 1 doesn't join the war, this matter can still be dealt with. If District 1 joins the war, then we can only ask the Chinese District for help and ask them to increase their support."
"Yes." Gu Baishun sighed: "This is a war. It seems to be a power struggle caused by the split of the Chinese Workers' Union, but in fact it is a head-on game between the Chinese District and District 1. We are just pawns on the chessboard."
Su Tianyu came over and patted him on the shoulder: "This is not something we can choose. I guess even Huo Dongsheng himself didn't expect things to develop into this situation. In the end, he is still a chess piece that can't control anything."
Gu Baishun was just thinking about this sentence when Su Tianyu reminded him again: "Pay close attention to the movements in District 1 and see if there are any high-ranking officials who can come over there."
"Okay." Gu Baishun nodded. The two chatted for a while before leaving the small room and returning to the conference room together.
At this moment in the conference room, Xin Xiaodong was still debating with a group of scholars!
Su Tianyu coughed twice, and everyone gradually stopped arguing. He looked around at everyone, turned around and asked Hou Guoyu who was sitting next to him: "Where is Sun Wei, hasn't he come back yet?"
"Well, we are still sorting out and on the way back." Hou Guoyu said.
"Okay." Su Tianyu walked to the front of the conference table and said, "Then wait for him. The formal military meeting will be held tomorrow morning. Tonight, we will confirm the general situation first."
Su Tianyu pointed to the huge military map hanging behind him, pointed to the border line below and said: "Our offensive point is mainly on the southern line of Shengbao City. Xin Xiaodong, you send the Third Division troops to move to this position in advance, plan the offensive line, and build a military defense position."
Xin Xiaodong immediately understood what was going on when he heard this. He immediately saluted Su Tianyu and said loudly, "Yes, I promise to complete the task!"
"Our supply point is set up here..." Su Tianyu pointed at the map and kept marking one mark after another on it. The generals below took careful notes to make the best preparations for the upcoming war.
The meeting lasted about an hour. After the meeting, the Third Division set out overnight, leading more than 10,000 troops straight to the south line of Santa Pau City.
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At the same time, in Longcheng, the garrison headquarters.
An Zecheng took An Qiqi and Yu Mingyuan away from the headquarters.
In the conference room, Tan Hengqiang did not leave, and his son Tan Mingchao and the chief of staff had just arrived and were sitting next to him.
Looking at Tan Hengqiang's expression, the chief of staff had already guessed what was going on, so he asked softly, "Does Lao An still want you to move?"
Tan Hengqiang nodded without saying anything, and the room fell silent for a while.
Tan Mingchao put down the cigarette and seemed to want to speak, but when he saw the chief of staff leaning forward slightly as if about to speak, he picked up the cigarette again.
"Commander, our current situation is actually very embarrassing." The chief of staff said solemnly, "Look, if we choose District 1 and don't stand on the same front with Lao Li, or in other words, don't stand on the same front with Anze City. Once the war in Shengbao City starts, the balance of Longcheng will inevitably be broken. Regardless of whether Lao Li wins or loses, we will become a sharp knife used by District 1 to deal with Lao Li and Anze. At that time, our position is cannon fodder. When we are almost done fighting, the upper echelons will come out to clean up the mess. The cunning rabbit dies, and the running dog is cooked!"
Tan Hengqiang had a gloomy expression and said nothing, but Tan Mingchao nodded secretly.
Since Commander Tan did not interrupt him, the Chief of Staff continued, "If we stand with Lao Li and the others, we will be fighting against the upper echelons together. This is risky, but it is also very likely to break our current embarrassing situation."
Hearing this, Tan Hengqiang looked up, glanced at the chief of staff, and asked, "So... you agree with Anze Cheng's plan?"
The chief of staff pondered for a long time before saying, "Commander, what we do does not depend on Anzecheng's attitude, nor on my advice, but on the last ambition in your heart!"
Tan Hengqiang looked at the chief of staff deeply, without saying a word, he just walked to the window while smoking and looked at the scenery outside.