Gu Yan completely disagreed with Qin Yu's plan, but he could not convince the black man alone. In the end, he had no choice but to call Meng Xi and Jiang Xue the next night to discuss the plan together.

Just like Gu Yan guessed, even Jiang Xue, who had always been more radical in his style, shook his head repeatedly after listening to Qin Yu's plan: "I don't agree with this plan, it's really too risky."

"I don't agree either." Meng Xi intervened in and analyzed: "In the Yanbei Rebellion, Huo Zhenghua sent two regiments to settle down at the north side of Chengguan, but Gu Shuchen never thought about letting him enter the city to support him when he was most dangerous. There is indeed a factor in defending the Teng Division, but more importantly, the Tongmenghui did not trust Huo Zhenghua at all."

When Jiang Xue heard this, he nodded unconsciously.

"If Tongmenghui wants the Tongmenghui to trust Huo Zhenghua as fast as possible and absorb him, there is only one way, which is to let Huo Zhenghua hand you over to Tongmenghui." Meng Xi looked at Qin Yu and said, "But this is too risky. Although you don't know much about the news about Yanbei, they are all direct descendants, if any of them accidentally leaks the news, Huo Zhenghua's undercover value in Tongmenghui will no longer exist. And our entire Sichuan Army will be led by the nose because you are in the hands of others, and you will really lose all the money."

Qin Yu inserted his palm and listened to the three of them criticizing each other without saying a word.

"What if you are handed over by Huo Zhenghua and fail to achieve the goal of allowing the opponent to take the initiative to attack? He wants to use you as a bargaining chip, threaten the Lin Group and the Chuan Mansion, and achieve a certain goal, what should we do?" Jiang Xue said with a serious expression: "Commander-in-Chief, you are one of the leaders now. Your safety issues will affect too many people, so I hope that when you make a certain decision, you must consider the responsibility issue."

"I actually have another card. If I use it well, there will be quite a hope of success..."

"No matter how big the card you have, you can't send yourself to the opposite side!" Gu Yan glared and shouted: "Don't think too much about the people on the Tongmenghui. They have been operating in the eighth district for many years, and every character who can get into the star is not given in vain."

"well!"

Qin Yu looked at the three people who kept persuading him and intervened and said, "Don't force them to do it, drag it down... I'm afraid there will be a big problem. Once the boss's president leaves, I guess the connection between the Chen clan and the Tongmenghui will be very close."

Meng Xi hugged his shoulders and frowned and said, "Yes, if I were the Tongmenghui, I would never take the initiative at this time. Neither breaking away from the existing system of District 8 nor obeying orders. If you want to hit me, I will hold on with Chen Qi. If you don't move me, I will drag it down and secretly build my own political system. As long as you don't declare independence, no one can question the legitimacy of their existence."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone fell into deep thought, while Qin Yu was still thinking about his plan.

...

District 7.

After nearly a day of flight, Li Bokang finally arrived in Luhuai and met Zhou Xingli as soon as possible. The two discussed the current situation in the three regions and what might happen after Gu Tai'an's death.

However, in Zhou Xingli's narrative, Li Bokang was extremely dissatisfied and even despised some of the decisions made by the decisions made by the decisions, but he did not make it clear.

After Zhou Xingli explained the current situation to Li Bokang, the latter said that he would go back to think about it in the evening and talk to him further after he had an idea in his heart.

Zhou Xingli understood Li Bokang's hard work, so after the two of them chatted, they asked him to go back and rest.

Li Bokang's treatment was obviously different when he came back this time. Many people knew that he was a "planner" of various layouts in the four districts. This indirectly proved his position in Zhou Xingli's heart. So as soon as he left the headquarters, many people asked him to have dinner at night. Among them were leaders of the military intelligence department, the command's staff team, neutral faction and other people.

Li Bokang really couldn't help but choose to go to the banquet.

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, in the Luhuai Century Hotel, a large box that was enough to accommodate forty or fifty people, Li Bokang sat upright in the main seat, obviously tired of dealing with the people who were complimenting him.

Li Bokang is a very cold-hearted person and a very noble person in his heart. He is bored and even a little helpless about such a gathering with a strong purpose.

"Minister Li, once the matter in the fourth district is over, I guess you will be the right-hand man next to Commander-in-Chief Zhou. Your care will be inevitable in the future."

"Minister Li, do you still remember? I am your student. It was the first military intelligence department you took to me."

“…!”

There were constant sounds of flattery and compliments, and the glasses were swaying at the wine table, and the military seals shone on the shoulders of the people present, looking at the glitz.

Li Bokang frowned and said to everyone patiently: "I don't know how to drink or speak very well. I'll give you a drink, let's order until it's time..."

...

Outside Nanhucheng, District 7.

Chen Jun sat in the camp and was looking down at the latest official news about District 8 after Gu Tai'an's death.

A sound of footsteps sounded, and an officer in charge of logistics walked in and shouted softly: "Commander-in-Chief!"

Chen Jun heard the sound and asked without raising his head, "Is there anything wrong? Zhiliang?"

"Today is the day when our logistics department receives the supply quota. I sent troops into the city, but... but the upper level has a problem of deduction for our bullet Y distribution." The logistics officer frowned and said, "The measurement card is very dead, and the individual replenishment has been reduced by more than two-thirds."

Chen Jun slowly looked up: "Didn't you ask them the reason?"

"They said that the military situation has been tense recently, and a large number of military supplies have been sent to the border, and the production of military factories is slow, so we have slightly reduced our quota and said that it will be made up later." The officer replied.

Chen Jun frowned: "Have other supplies decreased?"

"There is no food, cotton clothing, and other supplies, all of which are given according to the quota, not a small amount."

"...Okay, I understand. You don't have to pursue the military quota anymore. We will get as much as they give." Chen Jun replied lightly.

"good."

"You go." Chen Jun waved his hand.

After the officer left, Chen Jun sat on the chair, slowly closed his eyes, and looked tired.

After a while, the Chief of Staff walked in, sat silently beside Chen Jun, and said softly: "Card military supplies, this is still a warning to us."

"No baby, no shells, your army is just a decoration." Chen Jun replied softly: "Don't make a statement, and don't feel dissatisfied. I have a way to deal with it."

After hesitating for a while, the Chief of Staff suddenly said: "I have always been confused about what happened to you in the EU area. Now it seems...!"

Chen Jun waved his hand directly: "Don't say this, I don't believe it if it's heard."
Chapter completed!