That night, the "business negotiation" organized by Yu Mingyuan and Su Tianyu ended in a relatively harmonious atmosphere. A tempting decree also made the navy and garrison, which had some friction before, forget the previous unpleasantness.
The next morning, around eight o'clock.
After having breakfast and washing up, Yu Mingyuan, Su Tianyu and Su Tianbei drove out of Longcheng and found the guard company commander under Wen Zhanbo in the garrison area outside the city. He was the man who met You Yifan with them yesterday.
This man is in his thirties, his surname is Zhou, and he is a captain and a guard company commander. Although his rank is not high, he is a popular figure around Wen Zhanbo and is considered a top figure in their brigade.
When everyone met, Yu Mingyuan politely asked Captain Zhou: "Shall we set off now?"
"Ah? Let's go. We'll go and come back the same day." Captain Zhou said with a smile, "Today we're just meeting with Lao Zhao to catch up. If we can talk later, it'll be a prelude."
"Okay." Yu Mingyuan nodded immediately: "Then let's get in your car."
"Let's go."
After a brief exchange, everyone got on two military off-road vehicles and headed straight for the Sinalo area.
On the way, Yu Mingyuan and Captain Zhou discussed the future "border trade business" with each other, while Su Tianyu sat in the co-pilot seat and turned his head to look at the scenery of the border. He found that since the issuance of Order No. 1, many areas south of Haiyankeng and Longcheng have been stationed with many more troops, and even cordons have been set up in some areas. It can be seen that the sanctions imposed by District 1 on Lao Mo are not just talk, but seem to be serious.
The closure of the trade line means that this side of the border will not be as peaceful as before, and intensive small-scale military frictions will definitely occur frequently. And this speculation also made Su Tianyu feel more strongly that they had better not touch the border trade business in the future.
Once a small player gets involved in the game between major regions, he may be wiped out in minutes.
Due to the continued tension in diplomatic relations between the Old Mexico region, District 1, and Longcheng, Captain Zhou can no longer travel openly in the Sinaloa region as he did before, but has to avoid suspicion.
The two off-road vehicles took a small road and passed through four border ports of the Wenzhanbo Brigade in succession before entering the Sinalo area from the side of the mountains.
For some unknown reason, the Chi Army has not participated in any wars recently, but has retreated to the rear of the Mofei government army and stationed in an area called Xiaofeng Mountain.
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, everyone finally arrived at the foot of Xiaofeng Mountain and saw the garrison troops of the Chi Army. Then, after Captain Zhou exchanged a few words with the other side's officers, he was allowed to pass.
As the car drove along the mountain road and headed towards the top of the mountain, Su Tianyu carefully looked at the Chi Army's garrison camp and curiously asked Captain Zhou, "Sir, how many people are there in this Chi Army?"
"It's claimed to have more than 10,000 troops, but in reality there are only about 6,000 to 7,000, and some of them are logistics support units accompanying the army." Captain Zhou explained softly, "Strictly speaking, the Chi Army is not a military unit. At most, it is a larger mercenary group or a bandit army."
"Commander Zhao is quite capable."
"He definitely has the ability, otherwise he wouldn't have achieved such a great success." Company Captain Zhou agreed.
The ability that Su Tianyu talked about might be different from what Captain Zhou meant, because he not only meant that Zhao Weihu had the ability to lead a team and engage in diplomacy, but also that he felt that the other party's military qualities were also quite outstanding.
Although the road leading up the mountain is all artificially flattened dirt roads, it is rare to see potholes that make it difficult to walk, and the road is relatively flat; the cut trees on both sides of the road are of almost the same height; although the surrounding guard posts implement the common pattern of four into three, and two into two, the soldiers on duty are very energetic, none of them are distracted, nor are they wandering around chatting. They just stand in their positions with their backs straight, holding guns, and guarding as ordered.
The spirit of a troop comes from its highest military commander. It is rare for a mercenary group or private armed force that makes money by fighting and has vague beliefs to have soldiers of this quality and to do such good work in the details of the camp. Su Tianyu participated in the War of Independence and had close encounters with many rebels in District 1. To be frank, the management of those miscellaneous troops in the regular army is not necessarily as good as that of the Ruler Army.
"No wonder they are called Chijun. They can charge according to the length of attack and the depth of defense." Su Tianyu sighed: "It's well organized."
Su Tianbei heard the voice and asked in a low voice: "The family has spent so much money to support you, and now they want you to lead a unit like the Chi Army, can you lead it?"
"I can't help you." Su Tianyu shook his head: "Learning and practice are two different things, do you understand?"
"Waste." Su Tianbei objectively commented: "I wasted my money on you."
Su Tianyu was too lazy to argue with him.
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About half an hour later, everyone arrived at the Chi Army headquarters base. After passing the security check, they were directly brought into the conference room by Zhao Weihu's personal adjutant.
As soon as everyone entered the house, they saw Zhao Weihu sitting at a foldable portable dining table, cooking hot pot.
"Hello, Commander Zhao!" A scene that made Su Tianyu drop his jaw appeared. Captain Zhou, an officer of the first district, took the initiative to salute and give a respectful title after seeing the private armed commander who was currently in a hostile force.
This era is so fucking ridiculous. The people at the top are implementing the border-blocking policy, while the people below are eating hot pot and negotiating business.
Zhao Weihu obviously knew Lao Zhou as well. He smiled and nodded, saying, "Sit anywhere and have something spicy."
Hearing the sound, everyone sat on the wooden chairs beside the dining table.
"You guys drink, I have to go out soon and can't drink." Zhao Weihu took a big bite of mutton and said without any airs.
Everyone was here to discuss business, so they couldn't just eat and drink like crazy. So Captain Zhou only moved his chopsticks symbolically and got straight to the point: "It's about the thing I talked about with your adjutant on the phone..."
"I know." Zhao Weihu interrupted and replied, "We can do business, but there is one thing I must explain in advance."
"What?"
"I may be formally recruited by the Mo Fei army. Brother Mo gave us a job title, a number, and sacks of money." Zhao Weihu said very directly: "I really want to be a vagrant bandit with dignity, but damn, they gave too much, I really can't refuse."
Captain Zhou was stunned.
"We can cooperate, but you have to think carefully. After I am incorporated, I will be a unit under the Murphy regime. We will be in a hostile relationship with your District 1 and Longcheng." Zhao Weihu said with a smile: "If you sell me military supplies, it will be considered as collaborating with the enemy."
"You are an idle prince, but you insist on joining the Murphy regime. Is this... is this...?"
"I won't say anything. They offered too much, and I couldn't refuse." Zhao Weihu replied jokingly, "Otherwise, you can report to the higher authorities and ask Longcheng to give me a division. Then I can defect immediately."
"Stop joking, we are just a brigade." Captain Zhou was speechless.
"Forget it then. If Longcheng really recruits me, I may not work hard for him. The leaders of this term are all spineless. I won't stand that." Zhao Weihu drank a mouthful of mutton soup and said concisely: "Let's not talk too much. Our garrison and the Chi army are old acquaintances. I can accept the goods, and there is no limit on the quantity, but there is one thing, you have to let me hold back the payment for a few rounds, because if the quantity is large, I will be under great financial pressure."
Su Tianyu did not have a face-to-face communication with Zhao Weihu last time, so he did not have a strong impression of this person. But when they met for the second time today, he instantly formed a preliminary label for this person in his mind.
He is a man of few words. Every word he says accurately expresses his thoughts, and he does things in a very honest way. For example, he was informed in advance that he was going to be recruited by the Murphy regime. This shows his style of doing things.
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In Longcheng, Su Tiannan dialed Wang Daolin's number on his way to the association: "Hey, Uncle Wang, are you busy? Haha, I have something to ask you. This is it, a friend of mine is a laborer who came back from Sinaloa, and he wants to go through the naturalization procedures. Is it easy to do now?"
"Does he have any special experience in Sinaloa?" Wang Daolin asked immediately.
Su Tiannan felt that this was a bit strange, so he was a little stunned.