The old Mexican army, headquarters building.
In the conference room, Wang Dingyuan's attitude was clear and his words were sharp. He was totally unwilling to make any concessions. This made many generals of the Mexican government army feel embarrassed and their faces looked unhappy.
Even Santos, who had been full of goodwill just now, didn't say much and became a little silent.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the whole house was a little depressing.
Zhao Weihu did not expect that Wang Dingyuan would communicate with the Mexican government troops in this way just after his arrival.
But this also indirectly shows that although Wang Dingyuan looks young, he is very smart.
Zhao Weihu knew very well that Wang Dingyuan did not want to act like a melon that could be easily kneaded when the two sides first cooperated! Because this was a military war, if the first commander was too weak and gave in without principles, the loss would not be money or interests, but human lives!
Therefore, when Zhao Weihu looked at Wang Dingyuan again, there was less suspicion in his eyes and more certainty.
The entire conference room was silent for a long time. The atmosphere was frozen for a moment and no one said a word.
After a while, Zhao Weihu spoke first, breaking the deadlock: "Haha, I didn't expect the first meeting to be so intense! The atmosphere in the conference room is more tense than that in Dragon City!"
Zhao Weihu deliberately made a few jokes to ease the awkwardness in the meeting room, and everyone smiled knowingly.
"Yes, I am sitting here, which is even worse than sitting in the gun pit outside Dragon City. I am very nervous and need to go to the toilet."
"It's a normal discussion, and some tit-for-tat is inevitable."
Many generals also realized that the atmosphere was too tense. After all, Wang Dingyuan came to help, not to mention that he had an army of more than 100,000 people. So they found a way out with Zhao Weihu's words, and their expressions warmed up a little.
Zhao Weihu clapped his hands and said, "Alright, to calm down the tension, let's take a break and eat something."
When Wang Dingyuan heard this, he also took advantage of the situation and said to Santos: "Young Commander, I am only criticizing the matter, not the person. We all have the same hope, which is to win this war!"
Santos smiled and nodded, "Of course, my friend."
Everyone was talking and laughing, and the meeting was adjourned, leaving their chairs one after another, eating or chatting.
Santos took Wang Dingyuan aside and chatted with him for a long time, discussing some things about the Chinese district. Both of them were smiling, and there was no trace of the solemn atmosphere from before.
Different from his uncompromising attitude in the meeting just now, Wang Dingyuan was much more humble and kind in the private chat, making people feel that he was as low-key as a college student.
Zhao Weihu waited for a while, found an opportunity, called Wang Dingyuan aside, and asked directly: "Are you sure about your plan?"
Wang Dingyuan looked much more serious, and immediately replied: "Commander Zhao, you are definitely more experienced than me in fighting. We all know that the situation of war changes rapidly, so no one dares to say that they are 100% sure of this kind of thing. However, there is one thing I am very clear about..."
Zhao Weihu asked: "What?"
Wang Dingyuan said very confidently: "My plan is definitely more reliable than the plan made by the old Mexican army! I have formed a mercenary group in the war-torn areas and served too many war-torn political assistants. Cutting the Gordian knot is the best way to solve internal problems. Can the military industry of Old Mexico be compared with that of District 1? A hot war can replenish the frontline! If it drags on, how can we fight? The victory of this war must be based on the rapid quelling of the civil unrest in Old Mexico! Otherwise, everything is empty talk!"
Zhao Weihu looked at him and thought for a long time, then couldn't help but recall the conversation he had with Su Tianyu on the phone before.
After he raised his concerns about Wang Dingyuan's qualifications, Xiao Yu told him: "You have to believe in Mr. Qin's wisdom. He would not send such a person without reason. If a conflict occurs in the first round of military and political meetings, you can temporarily support Wang Dingyuan for one round..."
Thinking of these words, Zhao Weihu's gaze gradually became firm. He reached out and gently patted Wang Dingyuan on the shoulder, and started talking to him in a low voice again.
Five minutes later, Zhao Weihu went to Santos's lounge alone and said straight to the point: "Commander, we need some courage...!"
…
Late at night, in the compound of the Longcheng General Administration Bureau.
Gu Baishun returned to the Bureau of General Affairs in a low profile and opened the door of his office.
The clock on the wall was ticking, but to Gu Baishun, it sounded a bit noisy. He took a deep breath, walked to the window, opened it, lit a cigarette, and looked out at the night in deep thought.
"Ding Ling Ling!"
A sharp phone ring sounded, Gu Baishun took out his phone and glanced at it, and found that it was Li Yuan calling. After thinking for a while, he answered the call: "Hello, Secretary Li?"
Li Yuan's gentle voice rang out on the phone: "Director Gu, sorry to bother you so late."
Gu Baishun replied: "No, tell me what's going on."
Li Yuan then said, "It's like this. The leaders just held a meeting and discussed it. They asked you to set aside some time tomorrow morning and come to the administrative building. We are going to hold a press conference for the outside world. The recent incident of the National Bureau of Investigation arresting people has caused panic in the city. We also need to explain the situation to the public to stabilize the situation."
Hearing this, Gu Baishun didn't think much about it and nodded directly: "Okay, then I'll go there early tomorrow morning."
Li Yuan said, "Okay, see you tomorrow morning. I'll send you the specific time and detailed press conference schedule later."
"good!"
The two hung up the phone.
Hold a press conference
What are the higher-ups going to do? Gu Baishun fell into deep thought.
…
Longcheng, administrative hall.
In the mayor's office, Li Yuan put down the microphone, turned to Li Mingsheng who was sitting next to him and said, "Leader, I have finished explaining everything."
Li Mingsheng nodded and glanced at the file that Su Tianyu had just sent him in his notebook. After thinking for a long time, he reached out to close the computer, slowly stood up and said, "This dog Liuzi is finally coming back..."
…
“Boom boom!”
Amid the fierce roar of its engines, a military transport plane slid onto the runway of the Nanhu Military Airport.
About ten minutes later, the plane stopped and some officers who had been waiting for a long time immediately came forward to greet it.
Su Tianyu was helped off the plane and put back on the wheelchair, followed by Jiangzhou, An Qiqi and others.
After exchanging a few brief greetings with the local officers who came to greet them, everyone hurried towards the military vehicle parked nearby.
"Ding Ling Ling!"
When he was halfway there, Jiangzhou's phone rang. After he picked it up, he slowed down his pace a little and said respectfully, "Hello, Uncle Fu?"
Fu Zhen said succinctly on the phone: "Wait for me over there. I have to fly to Nanhu now! Before Su Tianyu leaves, let's solve the internal problems!"