Li Fuzhong is in his fifties, sitting on a brown leather sofa in the living room dressed in casual clothes.
He held a Havana cigar in his hand, but he let the cigar smoke with a gloomy expression, and didn't take a puff for a long time.
Next to him, sitting on a single sofa, was a slightly younger man, probably in his forties. He looked at Li Fuzhong eagerly, waited for a long time, and couldn't help but said: "Brother-in-law, you should make up your mind!
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This person is Ruan Yingjie, Li Fuzhong's brother-in-law, and the deputy of the 21st Division under him.
Li Fuzhong looked at Ruan Yingjie with a sinister look and raised his eyebrows: "Do you think the Americans are reliable?"
Ruan Yingjie looked helpless: "America must be unreliable, those beasts can't tell the truth, but..." Ruan Yingjie leaned forward: "Brother-in-law, the current situation, I'm afraid if..."
Li Fuzhong frowned, finally picked up the cigar and took a deep breath.
Ruan Yingjie said: "It used to be that with the old chief here, we didn't have to think about anything, but now that the old chief is gone, these people below all have their own ideas, so we have to make preparations early!"
Li Fuzhong nodded in agreement, but working with America made him worried.
First, he had been fighting with America for most of his life, and now he actually wanted to cooperate with America. He couldn't get over that hurdle.
Secondly, he doesn’t believe in America’s credibility. Whatever he says now is fine, but what about the future~
Third, Li Fuzhong is not optimistic about the agent America chooses.
This time Jackson came over, planning to bring back the exiled commander-in-chief who had fled to America, and wanted Li Fuzhong to support them.
In Li Fuzhong's view, it was simply a joke. If the Nanyue government had won the hearts of the people, it would not have been driven away.
To actually take it out again is simply disgusting.
The only attractive condition is Jackson's promise that as long as he is willing to nod, he will immediately put one million dollars into his account.
In fact, the moment he learned about Wu Ting's accident, Li Fuzhong felt as if his whole body had been ripped out of bones.
Instinctively aware that it might be worse.
Without the military court, the Saigon Group, which was barely held together, will inevitably fall apart.
If Hanoi seizes the opportunity, they can move south in one fell swoop. Even if Hanoi does not move, they will inevitably have a fight among themselves.
Originally, Li Fuzhong was more inclined to the second type, but after learning that Li Zhu had woken up, he was sure that it must be the first type.
By then, the disorganized Southern Army could not possibly be a match for the Northern Army, including his Third Army.
After these few days, he learned that the morale of the soldiers was low, and there were even deserters!
This was simply impossible before.
Li Fuzhong knew that this battle was unwinnable.
He must quickly sell the chips in his hand at a good price, get out as soon as possible, and leave Yueguo.
Whether it’s going to Siam, going directly to Kuching, or going to Europe or America.
But now is not the time. Although one million dollars is tempting, he still wants to see if anyone offers a higher price.
Now that it is on the shelf, it must be sold at a reasonable price.
There is only one chance. There are more than 20,000 people in the Third Army, but they have to be sold at a good price.
Li Fuzhong pursed his lips and said, "Is there no news from Kuching?"
He knew very well that at this time, apart from America, the only person qualified to bid was Kuching. Of course, the Speed Links were also one, but they were not so generous.
At present, SLA's focus is not on East Asia, and it will not invest more here.
Ruan Yingjie shook his head: "There is no news yet, I have sent people to keep an eye on it."
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, and a young man came in.
Ruan Yingjie's eyes lit up, knowing that there was news from Kuching.
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On the other hand, Wu Chunsheng, who was dressed in filial piety, looked tired.
Standing in front of him was an old man in his sixties, saying sadly: "Chunsheng, we can't delay it any longer. We must take the initiative to start a war. If we don't fight, we will be completely dispersed! Besides, even if we don't fight, the north will not
Let this opportunity go, I know that old thing too well. It’s better for us to strike first. Once the war starts, some people will have no chance even if they have ideas. But now, if it continues like this..."
Wu Chunsheng pursed his lips tightly and did not speak in a hurry.
Of course he understood the truth, but now that he was taking the initiative to start a war, Wu Chunsheng was so confused that he really couldn't make up his mind.
"Uncle Qing, I know what you mean, but now... there are so many things, please let me think about it, let me think about it."
The old man named Uncle Qing was helpless. He opened his mouth and wanted to persuade, but in the end he couldn't say anything. He could only say "Oh" in various ways, stomped his feet, and walked away.
Originally, he was very optimistic about Wu Chunsheng, but he didn't expect that he couldn't hold on at the critical moment, which made him very disappointed.
If the current situation continues, the consequences will be disastrous.
The old man shook his head helplessly and was about to go downstairs to leave, but at this moment, a young man suddenly ran in from outside and rushed up the stairs quickly, apparently looking for Wu Chunsheng.
The old man was shocked and immediately stopped him and asked what was going on.
The young man knew the old man and did not dare to be negligent. He said in a low voice solemnly: "I just received the news that the Northern Army has moved south! Donghe City has been lost..."
The old man said "Ah", and his worry became a reality.
He didn't expect the man from Hanoi to move so quickly, nor did he expect that more than 30,000 people were deployed in Donghe City. Together with Xianghua next to him, they formed a tense situation, with each other attacking and defending.
Even if you can't stop it, you can still hold on for a while. Why did you lose control?
The old man realized that the situation was more serious than he expected.
He stopped leaving immediately and went back to find Wu Chunsheng with the young man who reported the news.
Measures must be taken without delay, otherwise the erosion of the war will cause the dam to burst.
Go back to the room again and explain the situation.
Wu Chunsheng was shocked!
But after being stunned, he calmed down. The worst situation had already occurred, and the enemy's knife was already placed on his neck.
Wu Chunsheng frowned and couldn't help but look at the old man: "Uncle Qing, you contact them immediately. It's not that I'm forcing them to avenge my father, but Hanoi doesn't want to give us a way to survive."
The reason Wu Chunsheng hesitated before was not because he didn't want to or didn't dare.
But he simply did not have the authority and strength to take the initiative. After his father's death, the proud soldiers had their own agendas and did not listen to him at all.
At this time, rashly speaking out will only make him the target of public criticism, and may even consume the friendship left by his father.
He didn't want to go that far without being sure.
With his father gone, these favors have become disposable.
Now that Hanoi takes the lead, the situation is different.
It was not what Wu Chunsheng wanted, but the situation forced him.
External pressure can always bring Saigon back together temporarily.
But this was far from enough. Wu Chunsheng knew in his heart that this kind of integration was meaningless. Everyone wanted to preserve their strength. It was impossible to repel the Northern Army's attack with these people.
We must continue to seek foreign aid.
After Uncle Qing left, he looked at the young man who reported the news, with a gloomy look in his eyes, and whispered: "Have you contacted the people in Kuching?"
The young man nodded immediately: "We contacted him, but... they didn't give a reply and said they needed to report it."
Wu Chunsheng said "hmm", took a deep breath, and thought silently.
For him personally, it is not necessarily a bad thing for the Northern Army to move south and Donghe to fall.
This time, both the half-hearted and arrogant warriors in Saigon and Kuching must show their attitude.
In a hurry, the one who was most suitable to be pushed out was Wu Chunsheng.
As the son of Wu Ting, he naturally has the legal advantage to avenge his father.
In the Saigon system, although there are people who are more senior, stronger, and higher-ranked than him, those people are constraining each other and cannot rise to the top.
Only Wu Chunsheng, as a junior, could be accepted by all parties and allowed him to gain nominal power.
This is why Wu Chunsheng has been holding back.
He cannot take the initiative. Only when the situation is completely deadlocked can he "fall back and settle for the second best".
This is Zhengzhi, but there is nothing he can do, because he has no military power in his hands.
Wu Chunsheng breathed a sigh of relief.
The pressure from Hanoi will cool down many people's heads.
But this is not enough, he also needs external forces to check and balance internal factions.
This power can only be from Kuching. Although Jackson sent someone to contact him when he first arrived in Saigon, he did not trust America.
More importantly, America does not have an army of 200,000 in Nanyang.
Furthermore, bringing America back would bring him complete infamy and even damage his father's reputation.
This is something Wu Chunsheng will never allow.
His greatest political capital is his father's reputation and reputation.
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At the same time, Du Fei's plane took off from Kuching, flew directly to Chenla, and landed at the field airport.
Lin Tiansheng's headquarters is located here, less than 20 minutes' drive from the plane.
It's around three o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun is the hottest of the day.
Du Fei got off the plane and saw Lin Tiansheng at first sight.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but Lin Tiansheng is actually a little fatter than last time.
Du Fei took two steps and walked down the gangway. He got a bear hug when he got up: "Old Lin, you were born for the battlefield. You eat and drink well at home but I haven't seen you gain weight. In fact, you have gained weight in the past two years."
Lin Tiansheng laughed heartily and patted Du Fei on the back: "Don't say it yet! I can eat and sleep now, and I feel that the camp bed in the headquarters is more comfortable than the Simmons in Pontianak."
The two reminisced about old times, got on Lin Tiansheng's off-road vehicle, and soon arrived at Lin Tiansheng's headquarters.
Du Fei learned on the plane that the Vietnamese and Vietnamese troops were moving south.
This meeting with Lin Tiansheng was to discuss how to deal with this incident.
Both of them were calm and didn't rush to talk in the car.
When I got to the headquarters, I poured some tea, looked at the map, and then started talking.
Du Fei said: "Old Lin, what do you think of the current situation?"
Lin Tiansheng stood up and came to the map. He reached for a telescopic metal pointer and pointed at the central part of Vietnam: "According to the information we have, the number of troops going south by the Northern Army is not large. They have gathered about 300,000 people. At present,
Only about 100,000 troops were actually dispatched, and most of the remaining troops in the rear were designed to prevent us from threatening their flanks..."
Du Fei listened carefully and was not in a hurry to express his position.
In terms of military affairs, Du Fei's abilities were only average. He was no worse than Lin Tiansheng, who had both family background and practical combat experience.
After Lin Tiansheng finished speaking, Du Fei said, "Old Lin, what do you think our next step should be?"
Lin Tiansheng had already thought about it and immediately replied: "If you don't consider the political impact and purely from a military point of view, I suggest here..." The pointer in his hand pointed at the junction of northeast Siam and Lao Guo, and he swept eastward: "At
Pass through here as quickly as possible.”
Du Fei raised his eyebrows: "You want to take the road from Laoguo and go straight to Hanoi?"
Lin Tiansheng's lips curled up slightly: "Didn't they reserve 200,000 people to guard against us? Let's mobilize these 200,000 people first. At present, Hanoi is making a desperate move, and it has been confirmed that it will mobilize troops to the northern front."
Du Fei was shocked, he really didn't know this news.
It can be seen that Hanoi is really anxious, otherwise it will never be possible to mobilize the troops on the northern front. Lin Tiansheng's intelligence speed in this area is also faster than Du Fei.
Lin Tiansheng continued: "I have carefully calculated that the area around Hanoi is absolutely empty, and we do not need too many troops to insert."
Du Fei hurriedly asked: "It doesn't take much, how much is it specifically?"
Lin Tiansheng paused for a moment and stretched out two fingers: "Twenty thousand is enough, but you must go quickly! It is 392 kilometers from here to Hanoi, and there are only mountain roads in the middle, so you must travel lightly..."
Du Fei frowned: "All light infantry?"
Lin Tiansheng was confident: "It doesn't matter, there is no need to attack any difficulties along the way, and there is no need to actually enter Yueguo, and there is no hope of actually taking Hanoi..."
Du Fei said: "Feint attack from the flank. If it is false, it will be true. If it is true, it will be false."
Lin Tiansheng nodded, held the pointer downwards, and drew a circle to the north of the central part of Yueguo: "They have left a large force here to guard against us. If they suddenly find that our army has penetrated in a larger area, directly threatening Hanoi, and the number of troops is ominous, you
Guess what will happen to them?”
Du Fei said: "There must be no room for loss in Hanoi. We must immediately mobilize our troops to stop and come back for reinforcements. If we attack the enemy with a good move, we will save it."
Lin Tiansheng smiled and pointed the pointer at the northeast corner of Zhenla, where it meets Yueguo Laoguo.
In order to cooperate with Wu Ting's capture of Saigon, the Nanyang Intimidation Force stationed heavy troops here, and there are still more than 50,000 troops here.
Although he did not enter Yueguo territory, it was like a dagger on his waist.
Lin Tiansheng said: "As long as they move, we will move here too."
Du Fei frowned slightly, but hesitated.
The direct entry of Nanyang intimidation troops into Vietnam will have a great political impact and must be carefully considered.
In fact, the feint attack troops in front will not enter rashly if they are not completely sure.
Once you enter, you will turn a virtual attack into a real attack, from a feint to a main attack.
But at the next moment, Du Fei's brows widened again, he looked at Lin Tiansheng and said, "You want to take down Lao Guo?!"
Although he was asking, he was very determined.
Although Wu Ting captured Saigon and sharply reduced Hanoi's momentum, he still firmly controlled Lao Guo.
This time Lin Tian really meant attacking from the east to the west, pretending to attack Guo.
No matter what the final outcome of the conflict between the north and the south of Vietnam is, Hanoi's last wings must be pulled out.
Not only that, the intimidating troops who entered Nanyang were like sharp swords hanging above their heads, containing most of the troops of the Northern Army.
In this situation, if the intimidating troops, including the 20,000-strong insertion force, do not take the initiative to cross the border and attack, the Northern Army will not take the initiative to attack, and will only be led by the nose.
Saigon can't stand this situation, so it can only be said that it's too bad, damn it.