The dust has settled.
The generals retired with their own concerns.
Jin Zhu only kept Mulun.
Sometimes not fighting means fighting.
When luck comes, you don’t need to do anything yourself, just wait for your opponent to make a mistake.
Wei Yi became the target of the conquest. His left arm was broken, and the remaining right arm naturally became more important.
“What do you think of the odds?”
Master Jin asked without any clues.
"What is the general referring to?"
Mu Lun didn't know whether he was pretending to be stupid or didn't react.
"Can Baturu bring Wei Yi back?" Lord Jin further added.
"Since the general chose him, he must know everything about him." Mulun replied, still flawless.
"He is also brave and resourceful. He would have lost to Wei Yi before, but the defeat was due to the current situation, which has nothing to do with his ability."
Forgetting old love so quickly .
However, this is not just to belittle the predecessor. Of course, military matters are important and cannot be entrusted with important tasks just by just standing up and recommending oneself.
Those who can become brigade commanders will not be in trouble.
"What are you still worried about, general?"
Looking at each other, Lord Jin said slowly: "Wei Yi is still Wei Yi after all. I know that he is gradually becoming dissatisfied with me. But I didn't expect him to be so... decisive."
Bai Yueguang is still Bai Yueguang.
In fact, just like the couple before the divorce, they have become inseparable. It just depends on who first goes to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
In order to avoid being divided up the family property, Master Jin was also making layout plans and communicated with "lawyer" Mulun, but who knew that he would go against the grain and take away gold, silver and jewelry from home without leaving any room.
The house cannot be moved, but with thousands of people,
it will still be a bit painful.
Besides, this kind of scandal is well known to everyone, and more importantly, his face is so shameless.
"Isn't the general fully prepared? No innovation can be bloodless. Even if he is Wei Yi, he is surrounded by us, isolated and helpless, and his story should be told It’s the end.”
It’s not unreasonable to be able to fight against Wei Yi all the time.
With this kind of talk, how many people in the entire Allied Army can reach the same level?
"What do you think should be done with him?"
Jin Zhu asked, showing no emotion or anger, "Anyway, he has made great contributions to our Allied Forces."
"His past achievements are not capital for him to be proud of. Merits must be rewarded, and deeds must be punished. This is still the military rule he has set."
Lord Jin nodded silently, obviously very satisfied with the answer, but he still did not let Mu Lun go easily and continued to ask: "If Wei Yi admits his mistake and has a good attitude, I am still willing to consider giving him a chance. Do you have any objections?"
It seems that he is open to opinions and respects the attitude of his subordinates, but Mulun does not know the danger hidden in this problem.
The most intolerable thing for those in power is betrayal.
Do you really think the couple is breaking up?
No matter how it ends, people will definitely die, and many, many people will die.
At this time, if you really believe it and make nonsense, then you are waiting to be suspected, so Mulun quickly said: "I unconditionally support any decision of the general."
Lord Jin nodded silently.
Without a doubt.
So far, Mulun's performance has been perfect and impeccable, and he is very satisfied.
One leg has been broken, no, it ran away by itself. It would be so chilling if something goes wrong with the other one.
Fortunately, he had already prepared for both sides to check and balance each other.
Hmm.
This is the imperial art passed down from the east.
“Have you read the book on the art of war that I gave you?”
Master Jin suddenly said.
“It’s not too late yet.”
“No matter how busy you are, starting from today, you must take a certain amount of time to come out and read the Art of War every day, even if it is only half an hour.”
It seems that Mulun successfully passed the special juncture assessment. The only shortcoming in the boss's mind is the lack of military ability.
“From today on, I will definitely spare an hour every day.” Mulun said immediately.
Jin Zhu smiled.
A phone call came in.
"Okay, go ahead and do your work. The supply work of ten thousand people is not easy, so don't be careless."
"My subordinates resign."
Master Jin is not in a hurry to go After answering the phone, he watched Mulun walking out of the hall before looking back.
The phone rings off.
Master Jin took out his cell phone and called back.
"Have you disturbed General Jin?"
"Is there something wrong?"
Master Jin's tone was not cold, but it was not enthusiastic either.
“Nothing’s wrong, I just heard that the Allied Forces are in some trouble. Is it not a big problem?”
This is caring.
Or gloating?
“Thank you for your trouble. A small problem can be solved soon.”
“It’s good that General Jin has such confidence. The Burmese government is also worried about major events that will affect the peace talks. . ”
“If the government doesn’t mind, it doesn’t matter if we sign the contract now.”
Jin Zhu takes retreat as an opportunity to advance.
As expected.
How could the other party agree?
"The general is busy with important things. At this juncture, it is better not to distract the general. There is enough time to wait for the general to take care of the housework."
Are you here to chat with him about home affairs? ?
Lord Jin sneered secretly, but it was definitely impossible to break up.
No one can live with an income of more than one billion dollars a year.
And his unlimited food stamps have expired.
Of course.
This is his own choice.
But life can’t be perfect, everything can’t come true, everything can’t be perfect, there are always choices to be made.
“I will solve the problems on my side as quickly as possible. Please don’t worry, the government. The great cause of peaceful co-construction will not be affected in any way.”
“General Jin Zhu It really never disappoints."
The other party appreciated it, and then changed the subject: "General, if you don't mind, I can come up with an idea that can save time and cost to the greatest extent."
Master Jin’s face was cold, but his tone was unpretentious, and he did not refuse the other party’s kindness, “Please say.”
"Does the general have a map with him now?"
Master Jin's eyes fell on the sand table with flags in the center of the hall, "Yes."
"The general can see clearly when he looks at the map. Look. Look at the location of the problem to see if it forms a circle, and then look at what is in the middle of the circle."
Master Jin was expressionless.
On the sand table.
The flags did form a circle.
The focus in the center of the circle is too eye-catching, so there is no need for the other party to remind you.
“I don’t know if the general has ever heard of a Chinese saying: Shoot the man first, shoot the horse, and capture the thief first, capture the king. You only need to find out what they are protecting, then that will be their cover. And the fatal point. As long as the cover door is hit, all problems will be solved, and no matter how big the trouble is, it will be eliminated by itself." Lord Jin's eyes fell on the inconspicuous small town in the center of the flag circle, and he could no longer suppress the sneer on his lips.
“That’s a really good idea.”
He sneered: "Then why don't you help people and help them to the end? Isn't beheading operations your specialty?"
He lost his composure.
It’s really a shame.
This is definitely not the way to speak to a sponsor, even if the sponsor has not paid the bill.
"It seems that the general has misunderstood us. We have always done things according to reason."
There is reason to follow.
A very cold joke.
But Lord Jin did not argue.
It makes no sense.
He just needs to remember how the Wei family's Pingli Electronic Fraud Park was destroyed.
Is it because of Wei Yi?
No.
This is just an appearance!
The destruction of Pingli Park, and even the subsequent decline of the Wei family, had nothing to do with Wei Yi, or even his allies. In the final analysis, the deepest essence is that the crazy Wei family killed people who shouldn't be killed in Pingli Park!
Learn from the past and guide the future.
As a witness and someone who has experienced it, Lord Jin certainly cannot repeat the same mistakes as the Wei family.
"Thank you for your suggestion. But abilities vary. Such an action may be easy for you, but it is too difficult for me."
"We can understand the difficulty of the general. In terms of the amount of military expenditure, we can provide further support to the general."
We started to offer inducements.
Although money is a good thing, people flock to it, and their heads are broken.
But you can’t get any money.
Master Jin was indifferent and didn't even try to raise the price.
No matter how much money you have, you must first spend it happily.
"You have reasons to follow in doing things, and I, Master Jin, also follow the principles in doing things, so that I have no regrets."
Hearing this, the other party understood and did not impose any difficulties, "Okay, then I won’t disturb the general. I wish the general can solve his troubles and get out of trouble soon.”
Master Jin hung up the phone without saying a word.
On the other end of the phone.
If he failed to seduce or convince Master Jin, the person on the phone was not sorry. After ending the call with Master Jin, he dialed a new number.
"Mr. H. Master Jin refused."
Mr. H stood outside a glass wall, holding a mobile phone in one hand.
In the ward.
People in white coats wearing masks were gathered around a hospital bed, holding various tools, seemingly performing a large-scale operation.
Hearing this result, Mr. H was not surprised and said calmly: "Master Jin has ambition, courage, and courage, but at the same time, he doesn't have much. He is a typical speculator who sees profits. Forgotten, but at the same time, he will always leave room for him to make a desperate move, which is unlikely. "
"Then what to do next?"
Mr. H looked at the glass. Seeing the progress of the operation inside, he said calmly: "There is no need to do anything. Let's wait for the preliminary results of the internal strife among the Allied forces. Maybe the Allied forces can crush Mars as fast as lightning."
"I don't think so. Possibly. That Wei Yi has certain military capabilities and is well-known in Burma. Moreover, he has thousands of troops. It is unrealistic for Lord Jin to capture him in one go."
"He has thousands of troops. Thousands, Lord Jin has tens of thousands of soldiers. There is no way to fight in this place in Burma. It's just a bunch of bandits fighting back and forth. That Wei Yi has such a big name is just because he is lucky and has better brains than others. "It's just a matter of convenience."
Mr. H's words were full of disdain, or deep-rooted arrogance.
Not only the four major families, but also the entire Myanmar was obviously not taken seriously by him.
Same.
For a civilized and developed society, the bottom of Myanmar is just an uncivilized ravine, and the so-called warlords' armed forces and even the regular army are just monkeys in the mountains.
Monkey beats monkey, what does it mean?
Still a monkey.
"Besides, the weapons and equipment of the Allied Forces are quite advanced. A group of monkeys holding advanced weapons will also cause a headache. Haha, Master Jin still has to thank Mr. Jiang for this."
The corner of Mr. H’s mouth curled up, meaningfully, “I don’t know what Mr. Jiang is feeling at this time.”
“The monkey farmer was amused by the monkey.”
< br>The subordinate also laughed, and after he finished laughing, he asked: "Mr. H, do you mean that we wait and see what happens?"
"Yes."
Mr. We have nothing to do with it. There is no need to take the initiative to wade into troubled waters. Let others handle their own housework first."
"Let the bullets fly for a while."
The subordinate answered.
Mr. H smiled and said, "Pay attention to the progress of the battle and see what these monkeys are capable of."
"Yes."
Mr. H put down his mobile phone, and just in time, the glass The operation in the wall happened to be over.
A bloody heart was taken out from the human body on the hospital bed, held in a large white coat, and carefully placed into an insulated medical box, and the box was immediately closed.
The electrocardiogram beside the hospital bed has returned to zero and turned into a straight line.
In this regard, the people in white coats turned a blind eye, as if the operation had been completed and no longer paid attention to the person on the bed.
Same.
Surgeries are not always successful.
There is always a chance of failure.
There are tens of millions of people who cannot get off the operating table.
The ward door opens.
Walk up to Mr. H carrying a medical kit and a white coat.
Mr. H nodded.
The white coat picked up the medical kit and turned around and left quickly.
On the deck outside, only the sound of propellers could be heard, and the waiting helicopter started its engine in time.
Everything is like a precise machine, running perfectly.
Mr. H strolled along the corridor to the end, then went down the stairs and came to a ward.
There is obviously a bed, but the young man in the ward is curled up in the corner, as if he is suffering from the severe cold, holding his shoulders and shivering uncontrollably.
Being able to get out of bed on his own means that his health has improved, but looking at him, he doesn't seem optimistic.
More than just cold.
He seemed to be very itchy. He suddenly scratched his body wildly and his expression became twisted and ferocious.
And the more terrifying thing is yet to come.
Finding that scratching couldn't stop the itch, he actually started banging his head against the wall. He wasn't pretending to be crazy. He made a few "bang bangs" and the skin on his forehead was broken, and blood oozed out. It was obvious that he was really exerting himself.
The upper floor is the operating room.
Could it be that this level has become a psychiatric hospital?
"Ah..."
The young man who saved his life is still bumping into each other, and the blood stains on his forehead are getting thicker and thicker. If he continues like this, he will definitely run away if he is not directly hit and killed. No.
The medical staff were finally alarmed, but they did not panic. When they saw Mr. H outside, they bowed and saluted, and then opened the door and walked into the ward.
Two male nurses held the young man's arms to prevent him from continuing to harm himself, but the already crazy young man refused to let go and struggled hard. It was worse than before when he could only lie on the bed as a corpse.
There was no other way. The doctor wearing a mask could only take out an injection from his pocket and stab it into his shoulder.
The young man softened quickly, only his body was still twitching unconsciously.
The male nurse put him back on the bed.
Outside the ward.
Mr. H, who witnessed everything, looked as normal as if nothing had happened and turned around to leave. (End of this chapter)