District 9

Gu Yan completely disapproved of Qin Yu's plan, but he could not convince this black man by himself. In the end, he had no choice but to call Meng Xi and Jiang Xue to discuss the plan together the next night.

As Gu Yan had guessed, even Jiang Xue, who had always been a more radical person, shook his head after hearing Qin Yu's plan: "I don't agree with this plan. It is indeed too risky."

"I don't agree either." Meng Xi intervened and analyzed: "In the Yanbei Rebellion, Huo Zhenghua sent two regiments to take up positions at the northern city gate, but when Gu Shouchen was in the most danger, he never thought of letting him enter the city to support. This There is indeed a need to defend the Teng Master, but more importantly, the alliance does not trust Huo Zhenghua at all."

Jiang Xue nodded unconsciously when he heard this.

"If you want the Alliance to trust Huo Zhenghua as quickly as possible and absorb him, there is only one way, which is to ask Huo Zhenghua to hand you over to the Alliance." Meng Xi looked at Qin Yu and said, "But this is too risky. You Although not many people know the news about returning to Yanbei, and they are all direct relatives, if any of the information is accidentally leaked, then Huo Zhenghua's undercover value in the Tongmenghui will disappear. And our entire Sichuan Army will be affected by your presence. In other people’s hands and being led by the nose, everything will really be lost.”

Qin Yu put his palms in his hands and listened to the three people's criticism without saying a word.

"What if you are handed over by Huo Zhenghua and fail to achieve the goal of letting the other party take the initiative to attack? He wants to use you as a bargaining chip to threaten the Lin Department and Sichuan Mansion to achieve a certain purpose. What should we do?" Jiang Xue looked solemn. He said: "Commander-in-Chief, you are one of the leaders now. Your safety issues will affect too many people, so I hope that you will consider the issue of responsibility when making certain decisions."

"I actually have one more card. If I use it well, my chances of success are quite high..."

"No matter how powerful your cards are, you can't send yourself to the other side!" Gu Yan shouted with his eyes wide open: "Don't think too simplistically about the people on the Tongmenghui side. They have been operating in the Eighth District for many years, and everyone who can Those roles that reach the top are not given for free."

"well!"

Qin Yu looked at the three people in front of him who kept persuading him, and intervened: "If you don't force them to take action, drag it on... I'm afraid there will be a big problem. Once the old governor left, I guess the connection between the Chen clan and the Alliance will be , it will also be very close.”

Meng Xi hugged his shoulders and frowned and said: "Yes, if I were the Alliance, I would never take the initiative at this time. I neither break away from the existing system of the Eighth District nor obey orders. If you want to hit me, I will fight with Chen. Hold on tightly; if you don't move me, I will drag you down and secretly create your own political system. As long as they don't declare independence, no one can question the legitimacy of their existence."

After the words fell, everyone fell into deep thought, but Qin Yu was still thinking about his plan in his mind.

…

District Seven.

After flying for nearly a day, Li Bokang finally arrived in Luhuai and met Zhou Xingli immediately. The two discussed the current situation in the three major districts and what might happen after Gu Tai'an's death.

However, in Zhou Xingli's account, Li Bokang was extremely dissatisfied and even despised some of the decisions made by the decision-makers, but he did not say it explicitly.

After Zhou Xingli explained the current situation clearly to Li Bokang, the latter said that he would go back and think about it at night, and then talk to him further after he had an idea in his heart.

Zhou Xingli understood Li Bokang's hard work, so after the two chatted, he let him go back to rest.

When Li Bokang came back this time, his treatment was obviously different. Many people knew that he was the "planner" of various layouts in the fourth district. This proved his position in Zhou Xingli's heart, so as soon as he left the headquarters, there were many He was invited to dinner in the evening. Among them were the leaders of the military intelligence department, the staff of the headquarters, neutralists and others.

Li Bokang really couldn't shirk it, so he had no choice but to go to the banquet.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, in the Luhuai Century Hotel, in a large box that could accommodate forty or fifty people, Li Bokang was sitting on the main seat, obviously tired of dealing with the people who were complimenting him.

Li Bokang was a person with a very cold personality and a very aloof person at heart. He was bored and even a little at a loss for this kind of gathering with a strong purpose.

"Minister Li, once the matter in the fourth district is over, I guess you will be Commander-in-Chief Zhou's right-hand man. From now on, my brother will be indispensable for your care."

"Minister Li, do you still remember? I am your student, and it was the first time you taught me the military intelligence department."

"...!"

There was an endless flow of flattery and compliments, glasses were exchanged on the wine table, military medals were shining on the shoulders of those present, and it was a scene of glitz.

Li Bokang frowned and said patiently to everyone: "I'm not very good at drinking, and I'm not very good at talking. I'd like to propose a toast to everyone. Let's just order as much as possible...!"

…

Outside Nanhu City in District 7.

Chen Jun was sitting in the camp, looking down at the latest official news from District 8 after Gu Tai'an passed away.

There was a sound of footsteps, and an officer in charge of logistics walked in and called softly: "Commander-in-Chief!"

Chen Jun heard the voice and asked, without raising his head, "What's the matter? Zhiliang?"

"Today is the day when our logistics department collects supply quotas. I sent troops into the city, but...but the higher-ups are deducting our ammunition from the distribution." The logistics officer frowned and said: "The quantity is very tight, and individual soldiers can replenish it. It’s reduced by more than two-thirds.”

Chen Jun slowly raised his head: "You didn't ask them the reason?"

"They said that the military situation has been tense recently, and a large amount of military supplies have been sent to the border. The production of the military factories is slow, so they have slightly reduced our quota and said that it will be replenished later." The officer replied.

Chen Jun frowned: "Have other supplies been reduced?"

"No, food, cotton clothes, and other supplies are all provided according to quotas. There is no shortage at all."

"...Okay, I understand. You don't need to chase the arms quota. We will take whatever they give us first." Chen Jun replied lightly.

"good."

"Go ahead." Chen Jun waved his hand.

After the officer left, Chen Jun sat on the chair and slowly closed his eyes, looking tired.

After a while, the chief of staff walked in, sat silently next to Chen Jun, and said softly: "The military supplies are stuck, so we should guard against us."

"No son, no artillery shells, your troops are just decorations." Chen Jun replied softly: "Don't make any noise, and don't be dissatisfied. I have a way to deal with it."

After hesitating again and again, the chief of staff suddenly said: "I have always been suspicious of what happened to you in the EU area, but now it seems...!"

Chen Jun waved his hand directly: "Don't say this, I don't believe what you hear."

The chief of staff smiled bitterly: "As long as you know what's going on."