As the capital of the Red Hat Army, Desola endured two days of offensive and defensive battles. Most of the city was devastated, and almost all the surrounding towns were reduced to ruins.
Looking around, there are flames of war burning everywhere, continuing to spread towards the city.
At this time, the center of the city was relatively safe under layers of protection and had not been affected by the war.
In the government building, Kang Dinghuang stood in the office, looking at the huge sand table in front of him, his eyes a little hollow, accompanied by a slight tinnitus.
He couldn't help pinching his eyebrows, a deep sense of exhaustion showing on his face.
"Director, are you okay?" Seeing his appearance, the secretary stepped forward and asked with concern.
Kang Dinghuang waved his hand gently, supported the sand table, and fell into deep thought again.
He traveled thousands of miles from District 1 to this war-torn city with a simple purpose: to give Bahiacho a shot in the arm and help him regain his confidence. But in the face of a huge disparity in military strength, this
This method of improving morale had little effect. The battle on the frontier battlefield was not going smoothly. In recent days, Desola's outer defense line gradually collapsed. Bahiacho organized several counterattacks, but they had no effect.
Such an unfavorable situation made Kang Dinghuang very anxious. He held the sand table and felt a little tight in his chest, and his eyes were seeing double images.
After waiting for a while, Kang Dinghuang slowly stood up, walked to the chair next to him, sat down, and said to his secretary: "Bring me my medicine."
The secretary couldn't help but persuaded softly: "Director, you can't take any more. You have already taken medicine three times today."
Kang Dinghuang emphasized his tone slightly and repeated, "Bring it here."
The secretary said nothing more, turned around and left the room to help get the medicine.
"Dip Lingling!"
Just as the office door closed, a phone rang immediately. Kang Dinghuang took out his mobile phone and answered the call: "Hello?"
Kong Zhenghui's voice came from the microphone: "Kang Bureau, the upper management's itinerary for visiting Dragon City has been decided, and I have sent the complete process to your mobile phone."
Kang Dinghuang paused and asked, "Who are the main participants?"
"There is Commander Wang, the General Foreign Minister of our Military and Political Council, and..." Kong Zhenghui said six or seven names in succession.
Kang Dinghuang frowned and was silent for a long time.
In fact, he was disgusted with this action in his heart, but he still suppressed his emotions and asked: "Has the security committee's work been arranged?"
"This is what I want to report to you." Kong Zhenghui said immediately: "Our Security Council has received the task of guiding the public opinion on the scene. I have arranged for 250 internal personnel, all of whom were with me in China before.
Yes, very reliable. Let them pretend to be anti-war people in the occupied areas, cooperate with the leaders' speeches, and help us carry out further propaganda."
Kang Dinghuang thought for a while and then asked: "What about the security plan? Are you sure about it?"
"Yes, it has been confirmed." Kong Zhenghui immediately replied: "The main security work will definitely be carried out by the Tsing Yi Bureau. But after the leaders arrive, the security work of the reception side will be done by our side, including
Some event locations and the like.”
Kang Dinghuang pondered for a long time and said slowly: "This decision is very good. There is no problem. You can just submit the detailed list of the 250 people and their personal information later."
Kong Zhenghui replied simply: "Okay! I will send you the complete information before the event starts."
Kang Dinghuang nodded lightly: "Okay, that's it, go get busy."
"Um."
The two hung up the phone. Kang Dinghuang sat on a chair, rubbing his aching head, and thought for a long time.
Soon, the office door was pushed open and the secretary walked in again: "Kang Ju, your medicine."
"Yes." Kang Dinghuang took the pills and put them into his stomach with hot water.
After a while, the headache and dizziness gradually subsided, and Kang Dinghuang's thinking became much clearer. He thought for a while, picked up the phone, and dialed Commander Wang directly.
"Hey, Xiaokang, how's the situation over there?"
"..." Kang Dinghuang was silent for a long time and suddenly asked: "Commander...do you have to go?"
Commander Wang naturally knew what he was asking. He paused and said, "If you can win over there, I won't have to go. It's a pity that you didn't win..."
Hearing this, Kang Dinghuang fell silent again, and after a while he said: "Kong Zhenghui just gave me a report. I think the security work of the reception party cannot be left to Kong Zhenghui. Let's change it, leave it to the Tsing Yi Bureau, or
Your guard regiment is fine."
Commander Wang was startled for a moment, but didn't say anything.
The two chatted about other things and hung up the phone after about five minutes.
Kang Dinghuang put his mobile phone on the table, reached out to pick up the cigarette case from the table, and lit a cigarette for himself. Looking at the slowly rising smoke ring, he fell into deep thought.
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In fact, deep down in his heart, Kang Dinghuang was very opposed to the plan of this visit to Dragon City. He felt that the commander-in-chief of the Chinese Corps went to the war zone to do such a show, just like a clown being played around, and it was embarrassing.
ugly.
But in fact, they are clowns now! It is the Chinese who are rebelling, and the bigger the war, the more decadent it becomes. Therefore, the current pro-District Chinese group has a very sensitive relationship with the upper class.
Now, the situation on the Lao Mo battlefield has been reversed, and the Chinese who live in the first area have even less say.
Thinking of this, Kang Dinghuang slowly closed his eyes, quickly sorted out his emotions, and continued to figure out the follow-up plan in his mind.
…
District 1, Security Council Headquarters.
In the corridor, Kong Zhenghui and a dozen staff members were walking quickly. Everyone was walking in a hurry, holding a pile of documents in their hands, and talking about something while walking.
"Just do what I said before and do it as soon as possible!" Kong Zhenghui handed a document he had just read to the staff member next to him, then turned around and said to the secretary: "That document for two hundred and fifty people
List, hurry up and prepare a detailed report, the more detailed the better, send it to the Tsing Yi Bureau immediately!"
"Okay." The secretary nodded.
Kong Zhenghui looked at Kong Zhengqi again and said in a hurried tone: "In addition, our action team will handle the internal security work. We will conduct control at various points along the way in advance, and Xiaoqi will be responsible for this matter."
"Okay, I understand!" Kong Zhengqi also responded hurriedly.
"The next step is to work on the venue..." Kong Zhenghui did not slow down and continued to arrange the work.
"Dip Lingling!"
At this moment, the phone suddenly rang. Kong Zhenghui took out his mobile phone from his pocket, glanced at the caller ID, and found that it was the deputy director of the Tsing Yi Bureau. He thought for a while and answered the phone: "Hello?"
The voice on the other side said calmly: "President Kong, I have just received news from the headquarters. Considering that your security committee has been busy recently and is short of manpower, the headquarters has decided that regarding the Dragon City visiting delegation,
The security work originally carried out by your host party is now carried out by Commander Wang's security group."
Hearing this, Kong Zhenghui suddenly stopped his steps, clenched his fists subconsciously, and instantly recalled his previous conversation with Kang Dinghuang in his mind.
He paused for a long while and said in a cold voice: "Okay..."
…
A district, somewhere.
Yu Mingyuan was smoking a cigarette and standing in the middle of an abandoned factory.
After waiting for a long time, two cars with no headlights drove over quietly and parked in the dark yard. Several figures opened the door and stepped out.
Yu Mingyuan turned around and saw that the leaders of these people were Yao Doudou, Tang Yao, Daxiong, Monkey and others. He threw away his cigarette butt and immediately went over to meet them.
Yao Doudou saw him and grinned: "Long time no see."
Yu Mingyuan hugged him, and then said: "Go home after you finish the game!"