Chapter 863 Don’t call it unforeseen
The Russians decided to do something, but also to do nothing.

"Okay, that's it. We will make our voice heard to both sides, but we don't expect any results. Our leading comrades are now losing their hair for the Cigar Country on the Pirate Sea. Let's not further increase their workload and damage their health."

"He has hair on his head?" Well, the Russian jokes are always so classic.

At the same time, the Citigroup guys made the same decision as the Russians and wait and see what happens.

The Citigroups were also providing military assistance to the dirty three at this time. It can only be said that as long as we are here, their foreign affairs environment will not be bad. Among the weapons we originally returned after the victory in 62, there were even two M-3 tanks. I don’t know if they were left by S2 or provided after the war.

The Americans, who are also troubled by the affairs of the Cigar Country, have even less influence on the two countries here. At this moment, we are not even in a position to be selected by the Americans, so they have no ideas or solutions.

Forced selection? Forced selection will hurt your hand.

Moreover, they also have to consider Baba Yang's feelings. After all, their military base is still on other people's territory, and it is impossible for them to take more actions before something happens.

Just take the time to complete the KPI when the notification is needed. Why bother with that?

As for John Bull, the former colonial master of Zang San, it has no sense of existence at all. In this matter, it belongs to the children's table.
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The American and Russian fleets were still confronting each other in the Pirate Sea. At this time, there was already a chill in the capital city.

"Chief, the Sindhu people have not responded to our call for peaceful negotiations and are still insisting on having their own way," a foreign affairs officer reported.

"It seems that they are very stubborn. It seems that there is no way out. How are the preparations going now?"

"It's difficult, but we're ready." The comrade in charge of this work opened the materials and reported one by one.

At this time, the three highways leading into the plateau are intermittent due to weather and geographical reasons. In particular, the two roads from Sichuan Province and northern Xinjiang are only open to traffic for 5 months a year. The road that enters the same plateau is also intermittent and cannot be opened to traffic all year round.

"The road conditions are very difficult." sighed a leader.

"Yes, there are about 24 cars in China now. We have mobilized 16 car groups with 8000 cars. Excluding the consumption on the road, the daily transportation volume into the plateau can reach about 6600 tons."

If Gao Zhendong were here, he would jump for joy. It looked small, but the numbers he knew in his previous life were 20, 8 regiments, 4000 vehicles, and 3000 tons.

"Very good! Comrades, you have worked very hard and tried your best! How are the casualties and damages to the vehicles?"

"The casualties are not small. Dozens of motorists have died on these roads. These roads are new and the geological conditions are very unstable. The comrades are not familiar with the roads, so many died in the beginning. But the situation has improved a lot recently. The most vulnerable areas have collapsed, and the road conditions are much more familiar to us, so the losses have decreased."

"They are all our heroes and martyrs. The people will not forget them, and the people will never allow them to be forgotten!" The leader's words were solemn and resolute.

"The situation of the cars is not bad. The cars of these 16 regiments are all new cars produced in the past one or two years. Thanks to the development of technology and the efforts of the 25th and 10th Machine-Building Departments, these new cars have a lower failure rate than the original models and are more durable. The failure rate of old cars is about %, and these new cars are about %."

No wonder compared to Gao Zhendong’s previous life, the number of vehicles has doubled, but the transportation capacity has more than doubled. It turns out that the vehicle failure rate has decreased.

“They did a great job!”

"We have now delivered 5.5 tons of supplies to the front line, which is enough for the army to fight for more than one and a half months."

Originally, this number was about 3.5 tons, which was already the limit.

Moreover, even though only 0.66 tons are transported up every day, a considerable portion of it is originally intended to be used by the people on the plateau. It cannot all be used for fighting. The production and life of the people are the top priority.

"Local people also actively supported the operation, mobilizing more than 3 civilian workers and providing more than 2000 tons of daily necessities such as livestock, tsampa, butter, beef and mutton, firewood, horse feed, and vegetables. It is expected that this number will rise by the end of the operation."

"The people, only the people...Remember, you must abide by the mass discipline and cannot affect the lives of the masses." The leader sighed and warned.

"The air force comrades on the plateau have gone through numerous hardships and dangers and have found a route to fly helicopters to Shannan. Now, half a regiment of 12 helicopters are stationed in Shannan, which can be used for search and rescue, supply, personnel transfer and other tasks. Three large field hospitals have also been deployed in our traditional control area."

There is more than one base in Shannan, and naturally there is more than one hospital.

"In other words, by combining the An-2 modified transport aircraft, we can take advantage of the weather window period to maintain supplies to the Shannan base and a few key points at the front even during the period when the mountains are closed due to heavy snow?" asked a troop leader.

"Yes, we can basically transport 150 to 500 tons of cargo per day to several bases in Shannan, as well as supply a certain number of forward outposts and support points. This is mainly in the western part of Shannan. The transportation in the eastern part of Shannan is better."

The numbers fluctuate wildly because the weather changes so much.

"How is the training of the troops going? How is their deployment going?"

"Morale is very high, the training is very serious, and the completion is also very good. In addition to the original border defense forces and 8000 field troops, the field troops transferred here were originally stationed in the southwestern plateau and adapted relatively quickly. There are many cases of altitude sickness, but we pay great attention to this during training, and the supplies sent up include oxygen, glucose and other medicines and supplies specially prepared for this situation, so the overall situation is okay and there is no loss." If Gao Zhendong were here, he would breathe a sigh of relief.

According to what he knew in his previous life, among those who died in this battle, some died of altitude sickness in addition to those who died in combat, and some died of falls from heights during exercise or interspersed movement.

"By the way, um...how are the Gao siblings in good health?" A leader asked a completely unrelated question. It seemed that he wanted to relax?
"Very healthy, almost a month old." A comrade replied.

"Oh, that's good."

After a long discussion, the chief flicked the ash off his cigarette and said, "Well, this is tolerable and this is intolerable. Although I don't understand why they want to mess with us, if I can't figure it out, then forget about it. Let's just fight with fists."
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Gao Zhendong had been working for a while, but this day was the weekend, so he returned to the Lou family because his baby was almost one month old.

The Lou family can also receive the Daily News, and this alone is enough for Lou's mother to show off for a long time in her previous circle.

Gao Zhendong watched Lou Xiaoe, who had just finished her confinement, teasing Gao Changying, while Gao Changhe was babbling and drooling beside her.

Lou Xiao'e felt that her body was almost ready to leave after the confinement period, and her father and mother could not persuade her to stop. For her, there was still a lot of study and work waiting for her. Although she was already a junior, she still had some sophomore courses to finish in the eyes of this popular student at Beijing Second Medical University.

Gao Zhendong opened the daily newspaper and the first headline made his eyes freeze.

Ok?
I looked up at the calendar and realized, oh, it's almost time.

——"This is intolerable, what else is unacceptable?"

This tastes right!
As Gao Zhendong expected, this was a battle cry against Zang San.

The article denounced the Sindhu invaders' wolfish ambitions and aggressive acts against our plateau. It presented facts and reasoned with them, listing one by one the other side's dirty deeds and beastly acts of shooting over the years.

At the same time, we firmly expressed our hope for peace and our defense of sovereignty, and pointed out that if the other side persists in its wrong actions, then...

——“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Here it comes, this is the taste! This is the taste!

This sentence had a special meaning in Gao Zhendong's previous life. Even if you are not a veteran military fan, you can tell the ins and outs of it.

He came close to Gao Changhe, who was babbling excitedly, and rubbed his bearded chin against Gao Changhe's face a few times, making Changhe's face red, and he started to cry loudly.

His abstract behavior earned him two slaps on the back from Lou Xiao'e.

Gao Zhendong just smiled cheerfully and touched Gao Changying's little head: "The uncles are going to fight again. It's a pity that Dad can't go. I can only cheer them up and think of a solution."

Looking at the last sentence in the newspaper, Gao Zhendong suddenly felt that the names Gao Yanzhi and Gao Buyu might not be unusable?
He grabbed Gao Changying's little hand and said cheerfully, "Well, your nickname is Yanzhi."

He turned around and touched Gao Changhe's head: "Well, then you just don't want to predict it!"

After receiving another slap on the back, Lou Xiaoe laughed and said, "How can there be a nickname that sounds so formal? Stop it, hahahaha."

Gao Zhendong touched his head and laughed. This was a bit unreliable.

At night, Gao Zhendong spread out a piece of paper and pen and began to write. In the Lou family, he would not do this kind of truly high-level work on the computer that the Lou family prepared for him.

He has completely mastered the paper that he has been working on for a long time and can now finish it.

And given the current situation, it is almost time for it to be born.
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Our words "Don't say I didn't warn you" did not cause any ripples on Zang San's end.

First of all, they may not take our posts seriously. Yes, San'er, who firmly believes in "the power of my thinking", is so abstract.

Secondly, this sentence is a bit profound for them and they cannot translate it to its full meaning.

Finally, this sentence became famous because of many wars, and this time it just added to it, so it naturally sounds insignificant at this moment.

So San'er is still pushing forward, but their good days are over.

(End of this chapter)