Chapter 201 In the Commander's Office

Inside the Chijun headquarters.

Su Tianyu, Yu Mingyuan, Kong ZhengHui and others rushed into Gui Mengjun's living quarters in a fluster, just as the latter was getting dressed.

"What's going on?" Gui Mengjun, startled and somewhat sobered up, asked anxiously.

"We have to leave immediately. Something's happened here," Su Tianyu replied. "We'll talk on the way."

"Okay, okay!" Gui Mengjun immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Changming, let's go!"

While they were talking, members of the Tongji Association from other rooms, as well as Gui Mengjun's followers, rushed in, reacting quickly.

"We're not going with the Chijun, we're leaving directly, no contacting anyone," Su Tianyu instructed. "Changming, take some men outside and drive the cars to the entrance, quickly!"

Just as he finished speaking, Kong ZhengHui tugged at Su Tianyu. "Come here, I need to talk to you."

Su Tianyu turned and followed him. "What is it?"

"Someone inside the government army wants to mess with Brother Hu, is that right?" Kong ZhengHui asked.

"Yes," Su Tianyu nodded. "His current situation..."

"Liu Zi, we can't just leave," Kong ZhengHui interrupted Su Tianyu, speaking in a low voice. "Too many eyes and ears! The leaders told us to protect General Gui, we... we can't screw this up."

Su Tianyu immediately understood Kong ZhengHui's meaning. "You're right."

The two intelligent men didn't need to say much more. After exchanging a glance, they walked towards Gui Mengjun and Yu Mingyuan.

Five minutes later, a group of people rushed out of the barracks. Just then, the bodyguard named Changming drove the cars over.

Su Tianyu walked at the front, waving his hand and shouting, "Let General Gui ride in my car, quickly!"

As people helped Gui Mengjun into the car, an officer from the People's Army delegation immediately came over and asked Su Tianyu in English, "Do you need our soldiers to escort you?"

Su Tianyu stepped forward. "No, we can manage ourselves."

"Okay, okay, be careful," the officer nodded in response.

After a brief exchange, Su Tianyu waved his hand at the Chijun soldiers and shouted, "Have the people at the gate disperse, we're leaving first."

...

Inside the command vehicle.

Zhao WeiHu looked at the sand table and detailed electronic maps, sweat beading on his forehead, his expression extremely grave.

"Commander, if that bastard Tang ZhengDe really wants to make trouble, then we can't go back now," the chief of staff said, pointing to a spot on the western side of the map. "The rebel army is attacking head-on, and Tang ZhengDe's troops are blocking our retreat route. We're in a dilemma."

The chief of staff's analysis was accurate. The Chijun main force was supposed to move forward to support the defense zone, but as soon as they moved, Tang ZhengDe's brigade blocked their retreat.

If the Chijun stood still, they would immediately be attacked by the rebel army. But if they retreated, no one could say for sure whether Tang ZhengDe would dare to open fire and join the rebel army to attack them from both sides.

Zhao WeiHu gritted his teeth, stood up, and ordered, "Tell Chang Fei of the Second Regiment to retreat three kilometers and quickly take position at the foot of TianShen Mountain. Have the First Regiment withdraw from the defense zone and move south from the vicinity of TianShen Mountain. We can't let Tang ZhengDe trap us. If he dares to do this, he will definitely open fire. We have nowhere else to go now, we can only enter HuaLei Town. It's easy to defend and hard to attack. Once we're inside, we'll have a chance."

"The idea is sound," the chief of staff agreed.

"You directly call the commander-in-chief's office. If you can't reach the commander-in-chief, find the foreign minister," Zhao WeiHu said with a frown. "We can't withstand an attack from both sides. If you get in touch with the commander, tell him directly that if the Chijun is gone, the arms trade and the investment in the Hua region will be gone too."

"Yes!" the chief of staff nodded.

Five minutes later, near TianShen Mountain.

Chang Fei, the commander of the Chijun Second Regiment, got out of the military vehicle, waved his hand, and shouted, "Take position along the mountain road and build a simple defensive line. Damn it, Tang ZhengDe stabbed us in the back! The ammunition supply vehicle will issue two extra magazines of bullets and four hand grenades to each soldier. Prepare for a desperate battle!"

Chang Fei was in his thirties, with a sturdy build and a resolute face, looking very masculine. The only flaw was that his right eye was blind.

He was also one of the thirty-odd core brothers who followed Zhao WeiHu before he rose to power, a fierce general in the Chijun.

"Move faster!" Chang Fei kept urging the soldiers.

...

In the Kasalo region, inside a brightly lit civilian house.

Liu Mang, the commander of Zhao WeiHu's guard regiment, sat at the long table in the living room, expressionlessly looking at the five or six Chinese men sitting diagonally across from him.

One of the Chinese men was none other than Miao Ziwei, who had disappeared for more than a year. The men sitting next to him were all sent by Zhang Ming from the Code Farmers Association.

At the doorway, the eight guard soldiers Liu Mang brought had their weapons confiscated and were forced to stand in the corner with guns pointed at them.

Miao Ziwei took a puff of his cigarette, looked at Liu Mang with a smile and said, "Don't be so nervous. We're here to talk business."

Liu Mang looked at him without responding.

"Gui Mengjun is at your headquarters, right?" Miao Ziwei asked.

"What about it?" Liu Mang clenched his fist under the table.

Miao Ziwei snapped his fingers. "Come, let's serve our Regiment Commander Liu."

As he spoke, a man in military fatigues pulled out a black leather suitcase from under the table, placed it on the table with a swift motion, and slowly opened it.

Inside the suitcase, millions in cash shone brightly.

"Help me sneak Gui Mengjun out, and this money is yours," Miao Ziwei said, pointing to the black suitcase. "This shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

"Heh, fuck," Liu Mang turned his head and cursed with disdain.

"Oh, oh, that's right," Miao Ziwei slapped his forehead. "You're Zhao WeiHu's guard regiment commander, so you shouldn't be short of this million, right?"

As he spoke, another security guard picked up an even bigger black suitcase and placed it on the table, opening it.

This time, it contained a full two million in cash.

"If you nod, all this money is yours," Miao Ziwei took a puff of his cigarette, slowly got up and said, "I don't need you to betray, and I don't need to continue working with you in the future. We'll just do this one thing. You get the person out, I'll give you the money, okay?!"

Liu Mang looked at the money, a sarcastic smile on his lips, and didn't reply.

"You have so many trusted subordinates in the guard regiment, it shouldn't be difficult to get the person out without anyone knowing, right?" Miao Ziwei looked down at Liu Mang. "If you succeed, you take the money, and no one will report you. You can still be a regiment commander under Zhao WeiHu, right? What do you say?!"

"You stopped me just for this?" Liu Mang asked, looking up.

"Yes, just this."

"Then you're overthinking it. Money can't move me," Liu Mang replied.

"Then can it move them?!" Miao Ziwei pointed at the eight soldiers standing at the door and shouted.

...

Around the Chijun headquarters, several cars were speeding along. Su Tianyu sat in the car, anxious and worried about Brother Hu's situation, but he couldn't help in any way in this kind of conflict.