Liming Sheng sat behind the desk and listened to Ouyang Zhen's questions without saying a word. She just lowered her head and drank tea, not anxious or impatient.
Ouyang Zhen looked at him, put his hands on his hips and shouted: "Speak! Why don't you speak anymore? Are you mute?!"
Liming Sheng raised his head and glanced at him, stretched out his hand to say hello: "Don't shout, you sit down first, let's talk slowly about this situation..."
Ouyang Zhen looked at Liming Sheng, waved his hand and interrupted: "Don't do this to me! I just want to ask you, can you ask Su Tianyu to withdraw his troops?!"
Lao Li slowly put down his teacup, frowned at Ouyang Zhen and asked: "Do you think I can control this situation now? Is it something Su Tianyu can control? The situation has been formed, and how many people are involved in it?
Real benefits? Even if you don’t want to fight now, Gustav may not stop!"
What Lao Li said was not an excuse, but the truth.
The current situation is the result of the joint efforts of many parties. No one group of forces or people can completely control the situation.
The warlords want to make war profits, and it is impossible for the Chinese District to accept the result of the Chinese Trade Union being split like this. Su Tianyu will not compromise with Huo Dongsheng's team, and the Chi Army, Bana City, and the An Faction are even more
There are a lot of people taking charge of the battle.
How easy is it to withdraw now?
Ouyang Zhen also understood the current situation in his heart, but he still couldn't help but pointed at Lao Li's nose and cursed: "You can't control the situation, so why are you sitting in this position?!"
These words were a bit exaggerated and seemed very unpolitical, but they were a true reflection of Ouyang Zhen's inner emotions and the conflict between him and Lao Li as a friend and at work.
If it were normal times, Lao Li would have been furious when he heard this, or at least would have quarreled with the other party, but now he behaved very gently, not getting angry because of these words, and he didn't even mean to refute.
Ouyang Zhen was trembling with anger. While slapping Liming Sheng's desk, he asked angrily: "We attacked Bana City last time, and this time we will attack Shengbao City. If Shengbao City is defeated, in two days
Are you going to attack Washington again? When are you going to attack the first zone? What do you want me to do, what do you want those people above who support you to do?!"
Liming Sheng was silent.
Ouyang Zhen's voice trembled and he shouted with a pale face: "How can I explain to the people above me now? That my repeated insistence has ended up raising a white-eyed wolf? This is an extremely stupid decision of a team, or even a party! It is doomed.
You will be nailed to the pillar of shame in District 1 and will be remembered forever! Because you are now openly calling for independence. My previous arguments at various meetings were all secretly sending you resources for rebellion.
?"
Liming Sheng looked at Ouyang Zhen, feeling full of guilt in his heart, because the other party had indeed helped him a lot, and could even be said to have saved him many times at critical moments.
"Speak! Don't you always have a lot of reasons? Why don't you say anything now?" Ouyang Zhen asked angrily.
"well!"
Liming Sheng sighed, stood up slowly and responded: "As far as the Erchen Sect is concerned, from the moment I entered Dragon City, I, Liming Sheng, have been positioned as just a puppet responsible for fighting for power. My personal honor, disgrace, and life safety are in danger.
Compared with this goal, they are all insignificant. Of course, the higher-ups did give me a lot of support and protected me when I was surrounded by enemies. But over the years, the political rewards that Longcheng has given to the Eryi Sect have also been
Quite lucrative. The politicians in your head are showing off every day with the report on the linear increase in Longcheng's economic and tax revenue; with the rise of Chinese social groups and various under-the-table confrontations, they have sufficient reasons to criticize the Yiyi faction.
Stupidity. Within five or six years, how much of Longcheng's minerals, real estate, light and heavy industries have been replaced by the capital of the Erchen faction to take charge of the overall situation? Old Ou, let me tell you, what I gave you is a lot less?"
"These are two different things!" Ouyang Zhen emphasized angrily: "You can't...!"
"To me, the Erchen sect is the boss, and I am just a migrant worker. When it comes to faith, it cannot be achieved; when it comes to cooperation, it is very fair." Liming Sheng looked at him: "I am not corrupt, I don't love money, and I don't have sex with women.
.I am willing to devote my energy and even my life to Dragon City, so what do I want?!"
Ouyang Zhen was stunned when he heard this.
"Old Ou, I am grateful to you, even guilty." Liming Sheng sighed: "Oh, but if I do it again, I will still take this path."
"Then what do you mean?" Ouyang Zhen looked at him blankly, clenched his fists and asked, "You are just determined..."
"Yes, I am determined to do it." Lao Li looked directly at him and replied simply: "The fire has started, and everyone will have their own choice. Lao Ou, you have to leave something behind in your life.
Things. Instead of running errands for those stupid politicians from the Erchen faction and using the people's livelihood and suffering in our main Chinese city as bargaining chips and arguments in political games, it's better to just step on the horse and do the work ourselves.
Big deal!"
"????"
Ouyang Zhen looked confused, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Lingming Sheng, Liming Sheng, you are not only trying to rebel yourself, but you are also inciting to rebel against me?!"
Lao Li looked at him and didn't reply.
Ouyang Zhen was silent for a long time and said in a hoarse voice: "Have you ever thought about it, now you are standing on a cliff. Once you fail, the result will not be as simple as being shattered into pieces. You have to lead a group of people,
Jump off the cliff...!"
While pouring tea, Lao Li said calmly: "It's nothing more than death... I died once many years ago, didn't I?"
…
St. Paul City, south of the border.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, dense drones were quickly passing over the southern front positions. Soon, the information was sent to the headquarters of the Third Division stationed here.
Xin Xiaodong stood in the temporary tent and looked at the information delivered to his hand.
According to the drone's reconnaissance, Gustav sent two divisions to station on both sides of the southern line and had established defensive positions.
Xin Xiaodong glanced at the arrangement of the two sides' forces on the map, thought for a moment, and said to the officers in front of him: "We have fought against the rebels on Lao Mo's side, and also fought against the mercenary group in Bana City.
But I haven’t played here yet, so I don’t know what their defensive strength is. Well, at eight o’clock tonight, we will launch a night battle to test the intensity first.”
After making up his mind, Xin Xiaodong mobilized two mechanized infantry regiments and piled them on the front line.
At eight o'clock, the helicopters and artillery units of the Blackwater Corps immediately began to clear the enemy's garrisoned area with artillery fire.
Rows of rockets lit up the night sky, sweeping through the enemy's garrisoned defense area with the force of thunder.
"Rumble...!"
Violent explosions resounded one after another, the ground was shaking, and the artillery fire lasted for a full twenty minutes. By this time, a sea of fire had risen on the enemy position, and broken wreckage was everywhere.
Looking at the sea of fire in front of him, Xin Xiaodong put down his telescope and immediately ordered: "Start the war and attack!"
With an order, groups of armored vehicles and light pickup truck convoys broke through the sea of fire and launched an attack on the enemy's position.