It was around two o'clock in the afternoon, in the small garden of the An Department Military Headquarters.
An Zecheng sat under a parasol before eating lunch. There were simple home-cooked meals on the table, and he only took a few bites of each item.
"Bah bang bang."
There was a sound of rapid footsteps. Anzecheng turned his head slightly and saw his chief of staff walking straight around the outside of the flower garden, sitting down in front of him and shouting: "Commander!"
An Zecheng put down his chopsticks: "How was the talk?"
"No results." The chief of staff frowned slightly: "I can feel that he is a bit wavering. He neither refused nor had an in-depth discussion. Now he is waiting outside."
Anzecheng remained silent, took a sip of tea, pondered for a while and asked: "What level is he?"
The chief of staff immediately replied: "It's not low, it's the people around me."
An Zecheng nodded slightly: "Okay, you ask him to come in, and I will talk to him."
"Okay." The chief of staff stood up and quickly left the flower garden.
After the chief of staff left, Anzecheng wiped his mouth and waved his hand gently to the adjutant: "Just take it."
The adjutant came over immediately and cleared the table quickly.
An Zecheng, who has always had a good appetite, has barely touched these dishes. Obviously, under his calm appearance, he also hides a turbulent heart.
Five minutes later, footsteps sounded again, and the chief of staff led an unfamiliar middle-aged man into the small garden.
This middle-aged man was about forty years old. He was wearing casual clothes and a peaked cap. After seeing Anze City, he hurriedly took off his hat, bowed lightly and said, "Commander An."
An Zecheng said gently: "Sit down."
The middle-aged man came over and sat down in front of him, looking very relaxed.
Anzecheng was not in a hurry to speak, but drank tea expressionlessly.
After a while, the middle-aged man couldn't sit still and spoke first: "Commander An, I really can't reply to this matter. I want to ask over there first..."
An Zecheng waved his hand, and the middle-aged man immediately stopped talking and looked at the military commander with some confusion.
After a while, Anzecheng put down his tea cup and asked abruptly: "How far is the support from District 1 from Dragon City?"
The middle-aged man was a little startled when he heard this nonsensical question.
Anzecheng intervened and said: "I tell you, it is three hundred and fifty kilometers. It will take at least six to seven hours for the two divisions to run and rush to the attack area, passing through three defense zones. Within this distance, what
Things can happen."
The middle-aged man was in a daze and asked stammeringly: "An, Commander An... what do you mean?"
An Zecheng did not answer this question, but picked up the teacup again, took a sip of tea, and asked after a while: "Do you know what the relationship between Su Tianyu and my daughter is?"
The middle-aged man seemed to understand somewhat and couldn't help but fell into silence.
An Zecheng is very calm and calm, and he doesn't talk nonsense at all: "If you do it with him, as soon as I close the door, you will have nothing."
When the middle-aged man heard this, he was a little confused, his eyes were a little wandering, and his face became serious.
Anzecheng advised slowly: "What is the most taboo for subordinates? The most taboo is not being able to figure out the intentions of the superiors. But! It is even more taboo to overestimate the leader's thoughts. Jiang Yuanzhen is the latter. Go back and tell that person that his position is actually
It’s very crucial. At this juncture, there is a chance to go forward..."
The middle-aged man sat there with a layer of sweat on his forehead, carefully analyzing Anze Cheng's words.
…
At around seven o'clock in the evening, Longcheng Station Headquarters.
Tan Hengqiang and his core officers were sitting in the conference room, discussing the current military situation. Zhang Xunchen and Tan Mingchao were also there. The meeting lasted for a long time and he smoked a lot. The whole room was full of smoke.
An intelligence officer walked in and sent the latest information to Zhang Xunchen. He glanced quickly, his face darkened, and said to Tan Hengqiang: "Commander, there are two pieces of information now."
Tan Hengqiang waved his hand: "Say."
Zhang Xunchen pointed to the document in his hand: "First of all, the 3rd Armored Division and the 10th Infantry Division in Area 1 have secretly set up their formations. The troops led by Lao Jiang have also taken it seriously. Even the trenches and military runways have been repaired.
.I think Lao Jiang’s attitude is a bit dangerous.”
Zhang Xunchen paused for a moment, glanced at Lao Tan's face, and continued: "The most important thing is that Su Tianyu is also on the move, fully preparing for the war. I have received reliable information that the General Bureau has now
We have contacted the wartime media. We have also received orders from Bana City to stockpile war supplies. It is said that the Guangxi and Meng troops in the Old Triangle even made a personal trip to China to increase the amount of arms shipments."
Hearing this, Tan Mingchao frowned.
Next to him, another staff officer couldn't help but interjected: "Commander, we have put all our hopes of solving the problem in Anze City. Isn't it a bit too heavy a bet? Judging from Lao An's recent series of performances,
From the looks of it, he must be flirting with Lao Li’s team, so there’s no need to even think about it.”
Everyone was a little silent when they heard this, and looked a little worried.
The staff officer glanced at everyone and continued: "Furthermore, according to some rumors outside, Su Tianyu is already half of Anze City's son-in-law. If he has any other ideas, he can reach some secret agreement with Su Tianyu
, it is very likely that we will be suddenly picked up and let them play with us."
After the staff officer finished speaking, the officers couldn't help but discuss in low voices, obviously they were a little concerned.
A general stood up and volunteered: "Commander, why don't I go to Jiang Yuanzhen's military headquarters in person, talk to Lao Jiang, and try to calm him down. As for Lao Li, we also crossed Anze City and took the initiative.
I think it's safer to contact them, and at least we can try out Lao Li's true thoughts."
"I think this proposal is a good one!"
"I can go talk to Lao Li!"
The officers spoke one after another, while Tan Mingchao sat aside and said nothing.
Tan Hengqiang put down the cigarette in his hand, looked at everyone and asked in a deep voice: "Lao An has been dormant in Longcheng for more than four years and has been close to me. In your opinion, does his ambition just want to stab me in this matter?
?”
Everyone fell silent immediately.
Tan Hengqiang pointed at them and sighed: "You...if you miss Lao An so much, there will be big problems, because you take him too narrowly!"
Everyone remained silent, but some people were obviously still suspicious.
Tan Hengqiang put out his cigarette and said without refusal: "Don't trust the people you use, and don't use the people you doubt. Let Lao An handle this problem. I want to see what he is going to do."
…
In the combat command center of the Jiang Clan Military Headquarters, a quartz clock hung on the wall, with the second hand beating continuously.
"Da da da!"
With the slight sound of the gears, the second hand jumped to the twelve position, and the hour hand was exactly right, pointing in the direction of eight o'clock.
For a moment, everyone in the command room turned their attention to Jiang Yuanzhen.
Jiang Yuanzhen raised his eyebrows and waved his hand: "Attack!"
Thirty seconds later.
"Boom!"
Outside the window, the violent sound of gunfire echoed through the dark night.