Chapter 916: Someone’s Injustice is Redressed
Shortly after the meeting ended, a leader looked at the minutes and laughed: "Comrade Zhendong's views on comrades in the north are quite accurate. He has a good grasp of dialectics. Hahaha. Well, okay, let's do it this way. Let's scare the comrades in the north too."

This is a strategic issue. Strategically, we can look down on others.

On the morning when Gao Zhendong attended the meeting, for Zang San, the situation in Weinan had become so bad that it could not get any worse.

The top leaders of New Delhi received a telegram from Lieutenant General Commander from Weinan.

"... My 3-man attack failed and suffered heavy losses. Now each unit has been surrounded by the Dongda people. The core roads with dangerous terrain have been occupied. The units are unable to support each other and are about to be destroyed. ... In addition to the above-mentioned besieged units, my command headquarters only has 2700 battalions and some defeated remnants, totaling people, and lacks heavy firepower support. Air superiority has been completely lost and the retreat has been cut off... At this point in the war, I think it is necessary for us to make all possible allies to help us... This is not cowardice or fear, but the situation requires us to do so..."

Even at this point, he still remained stubborn.

No matter how tough he is, Zang San must have felt disappointed when he saw this telegram.

How could four good brigades become like this overnight?

"Impossible, this is impossible..." His birthday was approaching, and he wanted to show off his face, but he didn't expect to show his butt instead.

At this moment, he was full of ambition, but his head was throbbing with pain. He didn't know what to say and could only mutter unconsciously.

There's nothing I can do. I've never encountered anything like this before and I have no idea how to deal with it.

Ever since the Russians and the United States joined forces to dismantle the colonial system of John Bull and Gallic Rooster, and John Bull was unable to cope with the situation after S2 and had to shrink its sphere of influence, and they built their country without doing anything, everything had been going smoothly for him, but now he found that the door to a new world had been opened.

It’s just a pity that that new world is not a beautiful one.

This made him, who had only experience in head-on confrontations with weaklings, completely lose his composure.

The main roads are unusable, the bridges are indefinitely repaired, the situation in the northeastern states is extremely unstable, the war in the occupied Weinan is extremely corrupt, the northern sky is defenseless, the domestic opposition and the local states are ready to move, and the enemy's western front is aimed at the capital...

What happened to the promise to defeat Dongda and integrate all the poisons in the body?

What happened to the promise that we would defeat Dongda and use the righteousness of the country's destruction to integrate all the poisons in our body? Why are they all traitors?

I had such a big plan, and I was sure I would win no matter whether I won or not, but it turned into such a mess?
"Evacuate, everyone who can evacuate! Follow the plan and evacuate to Banguiru!" Others, on the other hand, were calmer.

This brought him back to his senses. "Evacuate immediately. At the same time, send a request for help to Citibank and White Bear. Ask them to support us in every way possible. Immediately! Right now!"

The news that most of the Sindhu administrative agencies officially withdrew from New Delhi and retreated to Bangiru on the southern plateau shocked the world.

Whether it is the American people, the Russians, or ourselves, we all know why the Sindhu people chose this place.

——This place is nearly 2000 kilometers away from our border!

This distance is beyond the reach of our air force. After all, no matter how far a bomber flies, it still needs fighter escort. In the north, our air force cannot defeat you, but in the south, your fighters cannot come over, which is another story.

There is another reason that cannot be said - as we all know, our War Drum II has a range of 1700 kilometers.

The Citigroup boss who received Zang San's plea for help was actually no less surprised than Zang San who was beaten to a pulp.

How come only ten years have passed and that poor guy who was short of guns and bullets, had few planes and could only launch an offensive for a week has transformed into this state?

Judging from the information revealed by the Sindhu people and the battle reports of the Orientals, many battle examples would not be fought even if the Americans themselves were in their place.

If we heard this, we would definitely sneer and say, "How dare you be so shameless? If you can't hit me, I can't hit you either?"

But in the eyes of the Citigroup guys, especially the shadow of the new weapons revealed in it, it is simply unbelievable. Don’t they follow science when they do science?
This is not running forward, this is jumping and flying forward.

Although the technical fields involved are not necessarily comprehensive, the part that can be seen is actually not worse than myself.

As we all know, Citigroup executives always flatter themselves, and the "not bad" here is actually equivalent to "better".

But how can we help them? Except for a small number of weapons that were sent to nearby areas, most of them are still floating on the sea. As a result, the war has already become such a mess.

Condemn? Never mind.

Send troops? Crazy, crazy.

Threaten? Whether they will listen or not is still a question. And what if they don't respond after you threaten? Should you go ahead or not?

It's far from the coast, so the aircraft carriers deployed there are useless and waste fuel. And if they really go there, the Sindhu people are in such a miserable state, it's scary to think about it. It's too difficult to deal with.

While the relevant Citigroup personnel were racking their brains, only one person was the happiest.

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At this moment, he felt much like the transport captain when he had just been beaten up by the Orientals.

Before the war: Am I really a rookie?

After the battle: The God of War is actually me? You see, it’s not my fault, it’s just that this guy is too good at fighting. I can fight like that, so it’s not too much to call me the Little God of War, right?

Feng shui is turning, and today it is my home.

The feeling of having his injustice redressed, the feeling of finally being correctly evaluated by the world, and the prospect of having his stains washed away and his reputation restored made him feel extremely happy, and he even called his old friend.

"See? That's what I said. Only lunatics would fight a land battle with them."

"If I hadn't sacrificed my own reputation and tried my best to make them expose their objective weaknesses, the guy who replaced me later would never have been able to hold the battle line!"

"I don't have any suggestions on how you should respond. I'm old, just a retired old man. But I have a suggestion and you must listen to me. Don't fight a land battle with them! Don't fight a land battle with them! Don't fight a land battle with them!"

"I don't have Parkinson's, you do. Important things should be said three times! Do you understand? Three times!"

"..."

Regardless of whether he has Parkinson's disease or not, at least he has gained extremely high emotional value, and the Citigroup executives in office will have to make a decision on this matter.

"I think we should be tougher!" Someone who had tasted success in the cigar missile crisis wanted to continue that good feeling.

"This does us no good. Apart from some weapons that cannot be made public, we have no means to change the status quo without paying a huge price." His staff shrugged and spread his hands.

"So that's the kind of weapon we're considering using?"

"No way. This will bring serious consequences. The nuclear balance is very fragile, my sir. The cost of touching this red line for a country far away in another ocean is too high."

"The Easterners have no means to counter us."

"But they also have that kind of weapon. What if, I mean what if, they secretly transported it across the ocean in a submarine or something and detonated it in one of our major cities on the West Coast? I don't deny that people will die, but it would be stupid to let millions of people die for this reason."

The Citigroup guys really didn't care about the death of millions of people. There were examples of this decades later. But as this aide said, it is really hard to justify the death of millions of people for the sake of dirty tricks.

"That doesn't have a very high success rate, does it?"

"But there is a success rate. When people are extremely angry, they can do anything. Again, there is no need to gamble on this opportunity for the faraway Sindhu people. And according to intelligence, the Orientals are very likely to be researching more powerful weapons. Now we know nothing about their progress, which is a little dangerous." The staff is not crazy.

"Ha, you think too much. As long as I'm alive, they will never be able to create a weapon with greater power. But... okay, I think you have a point. There's no need to pay too high a price for the Sindhu people. So what's your suggestion?"

Gao Zhendong: ??? Shit, I’ve never seen someone jump out of a pit and then dig another one to bury himself.

"My suggestion is actually being done now, isn't it? Provide weapons to the Sindhu people. We still have some leftover materials from the S2 and Peninsula War in Asia Pacific, and provide them to them. And mobilize the countries in our camp internationally to condemn the Orientals one-sidedly and impose... Forget it, no sanctions. You can issue any verbal threats, but never put them into action."

It was just a lonely thing to say, it was the same as if I hadn't said anything, nothing had changed since before Zang San moved the capital.

The Russians' reaction was rather subtle. Their condemnation was firm and their threats were serious, but there was almost no action.

The reason was that their ship transporting military aid was still arguing with the Haschi in the Bosphorus Strait, and no further action could be taken until there was a clear result.

As for sending troops to put pressure on my border? What troops? The Xibo Desert Railway is frozen, so we can’t send them!
But no matter what, the pressure from international public opinion has been exerted on us. The fact that we have not taken action for the time being does not mean that we will never take action.

The Americans and the Russians take turns to perform, but it does not affect our actions.

At 6 p.m. on the second day after the enemy launched the "Birthday Offensive", a secret telegram was sent from the Weinan Joint Army and Air Force Command to the capital.

"Our troops have completely wiped out the enemy in the encirclement of the western section of Weinan, killing, wounding, and capturing more than 8100 enemies. Now our troops have divided into several places and are encircling the enemy headquarters from multiple directions. We will strive to completely wipe out the enemy in Weinan within two days!"

This number means that except for the more than 2700 people near the enemy's Weinan headquarters, the main enemies entrenched in Weinan have been completely wiped out, and there are only a few who escaped.

(End of this chapter)