That night, in Longcheng, at the Tan family villa.
A few hours ago, Tan Hengqiang went to inspect the troops in person, then changed into casual clothes and returned to his villa.
After entering the house, Tan Hengqiang saw that the living room was full of his relatives, men and women, young and old, totaling about twenty people.
"Uncle!"
"uncle!"
"You're back!"
After seeing Tan Hengqiang, these people stood up and greeted him.
Wawa was among them, but she was preoccupied and didn't say a word.
"Hmm..." Tan Hengqiang nodded at these people, then scanned the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on his wife, and asked: "What about Ming Dynasty?"
At this time, Mrs. Tan was busy packing up. When she heard the question, she turned her head and said, "I have called Ming Chao, and he will be back soon."
Tan Hengqiang thought for a moment and said, "Okay, you guys go about your business first. I'll go upstairs. When Ming Chao comes back, ask him to come up to see me."
After saying this, Tan Hengqiang walked upstairs.
…
More than ten minutes later, a military vehicle stopped outside the gate of the villa.
Tan Mingchao, wearing a neat military uniform, stepped out of the car and hurried into the house. Everyone in the house greeted him one after another.
Seeing so many relatives at home, Tan Mingchao felt a little strange and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you? Why are you all here today?"
Mrs. Tan gently pulled him and whispered, "It was your father who called me earlier and asked me to call everyone over. Okay, there's nothing for you to do here, so go up quickly. He's waiting for you in the study."
"good."
Only then did Tan Mingchao nod to everyone in the room, then walked upstairs and came to the study.
The study door was not closed tightly. Tan Mingchao reached out and knocked on the door gently, then pushed it open and walked in.
Inside the house, Tan Hengqiang sat on the sofa, looking at a family portrait hanging on the wall. At this moment, Old Tan's figure was slightly hunched, and he looked a little old.
Tan Mingchao was a little surprised, because in his memory, his father had never shown this side of him.
"You're back." Tan Hengqiang turned around and waved at him: "Come and sit down, let's chat."
"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Tan Mingchao asked as he walked over and sat in front of Tan Hengqiang.
Tan Hengqiang paused for a moment and said to his son very seriously: "My guards will escort the family away at night. You can let the baby go with them."
Tan Mingchao was a little stunned and couldn't help asking, "Are you going with the family members of the high-ranking officials?"
Tan Hengqiang sighed: "No, let them go on their own."
Tan Mingchao frowned, and he instantly understood what his father meant. Tan Hengqiang did not have absolute confidence in the defense of Longcheng, and was even a little pessimistic, which could be seen from the fact that he was anxious to send his family away.
Tan Hengqiang lowered his head, holding the teapot, and poured a cup of tea for the father and son. At the same time, he said softly: "Ming Dynasty... The war has begun, and I will go to the front line to lead the army. However, you stay in the city and mainly take charge of the logistics support of all troops. If I can't hold on here and Longcheng's defense collapses completely, then you will take your men away from here."
When Tan Mingchao heard this, he was stunned for a moment, staring at his father blankly.
Tan Hengqiang placed a cup of tea in front of him and continued, "Ming Chao, you are my son... If you leave now, we won't have to fight, and then the situation will collapse. But if I transfer you to the front line, I can't do it. In my opinion, this war will definitely be won in the long run, but in the short run, the result is still unknown. You stay here and I will take over, so that we can both have a way out."
“Bang!”
When Tan Mingchao heard this, he stood up without hesitation and said, "Dad, I don't want to stay behind. I want to go to the front line with you to command the battlefield!"
Tan Hengqiang glanced at him and was not too surprised by his son's reaction. He took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Ming Chao, do you know why those people outside call you the prince?"
Tan Mingchao was stunned, not knowing what his father's intention was in asking this question.
Tan Hengqiang put down his teacup and continued, "Because in my eyes, or in the eyes of others, you don't have the ability to stand on your own."
When Tan Mingchao heard this, he frowned and couldn't help but said, "Dad, I see things differently from you! I think the battle in Longcheng is not only about the safety of you and my family, but also about the safety of all those who followed you in the resistance and their families! Moreover, if we really lose the war, and you... stay on the front line, then where can we run to? The world is so big, where can we hide?"
"The Chinese District is where you are hiding." Tan Hengqiang pointed his finger at him and said softly, "You must do as I say! In this battle, you and I cannot both be at the front! There is no room for negotiation! From now on, you should be prepared, because I will give you orders later!"
After saying that, Tan Hengqiang stood up, opened the door and walked out.
"dad!!"
Tan Mingchao called him twice, but Tan Hengqiang ignored him and walked away firmly.
"Bang!"
Tan Mingchao stood in the study and slammed his fist on the table.
…
At the same time, in the Hua District, South Shanghai City.
In a foreign affairs hotel, Su Tianyu sat on the sofa in his suite, looking a little anxious. He had been waiting here for a day, but the funeral of the two old generals was still in progress, and Qin Yu really had no time to come and see him.
Fortunately, during this period of time, he has basically completed the alliance's cooperation terms with the relevant personnel in the Chinese region. In the end, he only needs to meet with Qin Yu to finalize the matter.
After a while, the door of the room was knocked open and Jiangzhou walked in.
After the two exchanged a few pleasantries, Jiangzhou bent down and sat down, handed a document to Su Tianyu, and said softly: "Xiaoyu, before you leave, you need to cooperate with me in a play..."
Su Tianyu looked down at the information, thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then tomorrow night?"
Jiangzhou nodded and instructed: "As for the old man, I will see you tomorrow morning. I will make arrangements in the evening."
"good!"
The two men discussed in low voices.
…
Dragon City, the whole bureau.
In the deputy director's office, Gu Baishun stood in front of the window, thinking about something.
"Ding Ling Ling!"
At this moment, the phone rang. Gu Baishun took out a brand new cell phone and answered the call: "Hello? What's going on?"
Huang Niu's voice came from the phone: "Tomorrow night, there will be a general attack on two fronts. As far as I know, there will be a separate infiltration force that will enter Longcheng and carry out a decapitation operation on our top leaders. We must deploy the corresponding forces as soon as possible."
Gu Baishun nodded and started chatting with the other party in a low voice.
…
At night, Xinlai area.
The agreed 80 million arms were delivered to Mod Amon on time.
Soon after arriving, his chief of staff received a call: "Hello, respected General Palu."
During the call, General Palu said with a smile: "I heard that you have made a fortune recently?"
The Chief of General Staff paused for a moment, then immediately asked, "What do you mean by getting rich?"
"I heard that General Santos gave General Mod Amon a total of 80 million in arms in order to stabilize the internal situation...!"
"This is a rumor!" The Chief of Staff said without hesitation, "We have not gained any benefit from it..."