Longcheng, the headquarters of the frontline command.
In the huge lounge, there were only Tan Hengqiang and his son Tan Mingchao.
Tan Hengqiang looked at his son, frowning, his tone full of dissatisfaction: "Didn't I tell you to stay in the city and not come to the front line?"
Tan Mingchao did not answer this question, but asked anxiously: "I heard that you want to withdraw the troops from Longcheng?"
Tan Hengqiang paused and nodded.
Tan Mingchao became increasingly impatient. He immediately took a step forward and said, "No! Dad! We absolutely cannot evacuate! If we leave now, Longcheng will be finished!"
Tan Hengqiang frowned and said directly: "If we don't leave, we can't fight! Ming Chao, you are a commander, don't let your emotions dominate your emotions! Our current troops, including the logistics units, only have 60,000 to 70,000 people. It's a daydream to defend a city with such a small number of people! If we leave now, we can ensure the integrity of our troops. When the Lao Mo area is stable, we will fight back."
Tan Mingchao shook his head and said, "Dad, that's not the case! We know we can't fight, but the people of Longcheng don't know! They only know one thing, that is, if you withdraw your troops now, it means you're running away! You're leaving them here to be afraid of fighting!!"
Tan Hengqiang waved his hand and said immediately: "I can't care about so many things now! I have made up my mind, don't say anything more! You should get ready now and evacuate from Longcheng immediately!"
Tan Mingchao became anxious and shouted, "I'm not leaving! I want to stay! And not just me, our troops have to stay and continue fighting too!"
"Bang!"
Seeing his son so stubborn, Tan Hengqiang also got angry. He slapped the sand table hard and shouted, "I have already made up my mind. Stop talking! I am not dead yet. It is not your turn to interfere in military decision-making!"
Tan Mingchao argued: "Dad, if you make a mistake, you should let people know! In the previous decision-making..."
"Alright!" Tan Hengqiang waved his hand and interrupted him directly: "What do you know? If we continue to fight, when the Tan faction's people are completely wiped out, what will we have left? District One hates us to death, and District China will also treat us as small roles! Remember, the only asset we have in this game is that we have troops and soldiers! Therefore, we must ensure our right to speak, understand?"
Hearing this, Tan Mingchao looked at his father, and for the first time, disappointment flashed in his eyes. He could not help but yell, "Your idea is too utilitarian! The war has already come to this point, what's the point of talking about the right to speak or not! This war is a war in which the military and the government coerce the people. Do the people of Longcheng have any right to decide on this matter?! When the troops withdraw from the city, what do you want these ordinary people to do? What do you want those who support you to do? Just to ensure the so-called right to speak, those who support us will be ruthlessly slaughtered! Once this happens, even if you can lead your troops to the inland of District 1 and occupy Washington, we will be infamous for thousands of years, and the entire Tan family will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history forever!"
Tan Hengqiang panted, clenched his fists, his eyes were full of anger, and he couldn't help but roared: "Enough!"
But Tan Mingchao still did not stop. He straightened his chest, looked directly at his father, and continued to shout: "I have wanted to say these words for a long time! You have done things to the point of being radical and even twisted! Have you ever thought about why the garrison has repeatedly defected? Jiang Yuanzhen's defection may be his own problem. The logistics support regiment's defection may be because they are profit-seeking. But now, even your chief of staff has defected. Have you ever considered what is wrong with you? In various previous events, you have always wanted to use Lao Li and the competitive relationship between the Chinese District and the First District to have both ends and reap the benefits! But look, what did you get in the end? Only a bunch of false names and titles! Look back, how many people are willing to support you now! How many old generals have been chilled by you! Zhang Xunchen would rather be a traitor than defect. He is certainly hateful, but have you ever thought about..."
“Bang!”
Tan Hengqiang couldn't listen any more. He was so angry that without even thinking, he raised his hand and slapped his son hard in the face!
Tan Mingchao took two steps back, covered his face, and looked at his panting father. After a long silence, he spoke again: "A soldier should be brave, this is what you told me! So, I will not leave here, even if I die, I will die in the defense of Longcheng!"
There was an indescribable determination in Tan Mingchao's eyes. He paused and said slowly: "You are not only my father, but also my idol. As a son, I have nothing to repay you, but I will never let others say that my father was a short-sighted warlord, a cowardly and cowardly general... That's all I want to say. Take care!"
After saying that, Tan Mingchao turned around and walked out of the meeting room.
"Come back here!"
Tan Hengqiang shouted twice, but Tan Mingchao ignored him and pushed the door open and left the meeting room.
Through the glass on the door, Tan Hengqiang looked at his back as he left. He had a hunched body and his eyes looked a little old. He sat down weakly on the chair behind him with a thud. Thinking back to the words his son had just used to scold him, every word was really harsh.
After hesitating for a long time, Tan Hengqiang suddenly let out a long sigh, and the energy in his heart was instantly dissipated.
A few minutes later, Tan Hengqiang took out his cell phone and called An Zecheng.
The call was connected quickly, but neither of them spoke and they remained silent for a long time.
After a moment, Tan Hengqiang spoke first and asked softly, "Old An, this war... is there still hope for us?"
"Of course there is hope!" An Zecheng said without hesitation: "For us, there may be heavy losses. But I always believe that the independence of Dragon City is unstoppable!"
After a long silence, Tan Hengqiang said again: "Okay, let's talk about how to defend Dragon City."
"Okay, I'll connect with Lao Li and Xiao Yu now."
…
In Hua District, after Su Tianyu and Qin Yu met, he left the building alone.
Immediately afterwards, he made a video call with Li Mingsheng, Tan Hengqiang, and An Zecheng in the car, and the four parties began an intensive discussion.
…
At 11:15 pm, in Longcheng, the gathering place for military families.
The battle is still going on. The independent regiment led by Su Tianbei is struggling to resist the attack of the garrison rebels.
"Ding Ling Ling!"
Su Tianbei, who was commanding the battle at the front line, suddenly received a call from Tan Mingchao. He quickly took out his phone and asked, "Mingchao, what's wrong?"
Tan Mingchao told him directly: "Tianbei, withdraw from your side!"
Su Tianbei was stunned and asked hurriedly: "Abandoning Dragon City?"