Dreaming back to 1949, the great powers were there to deceive us

At the Xipingshan Command Headquarters, Xie Zhiyu welcomed more than ten special guests, including seven white people and four Chinese. They were ostensibly arms dealers, but their true identities were military observers or secret service personnel.

There are five people from the United States, led by Follett, and two people from the Gentleman Country, led by Edward.

Xie Zhiyu greeted them cheerfully and hugged one of them.

"Stull, I haven't seen you for a while, what have you been busy with recently?"

Stuart patted Xie Zhiyu's back heavily. The two had drifted on the Yangtze River together. They had experienced life and death together and had a deep affection for each other.

"Thanks. I've been super busy lately with all sorts of transport tasks."

"Just be busy. You are the heroic captain, fighting for the free world in an unconventional way!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Xie Zhiyu was not so enthusiastic towards other people. He just shook hands and exchanged a few words.

After both parties sat down, a senior spy named Zhang Keqin spoke first, smiling and saying,

"General Xie, while his colleagues were on the verge of collapse, remained as steady as a rock. This truly earns our admiration. When I came here, the Director asked me to send my regards to you. This is his personal letter..."

Xie Zhiyu listened to him rambling and interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"Mr. Zhang, I, Xie Zhiyu, am a rough man. I like to speak directly. If you have anything to say, just say it without beating around the bush!"

Zhang Keqin's face showed a little embarrassment, but he adjusted quickly and said with a smile,

"Since General Xie is so straightforward, I'll be frank. You may be an expert in warfare, but our Secret Service is more professional in intelligence work. To ensure the absolute safety of the Great Baoan Fortress, we are willing to deploy our elite troops to assist in the defense of Baoan."

After Xie Zhiyu heard him finish speaking, his hand that was about to light a cigarette was suspended in the air, and he asked,

"Assistance? Your bureau has been thoroughly infiltrated. Many of your battle plans have already appeared in the hands of the Red Army before they were even issued. What makes you think you can help me?"

Zhang Keqin was embarrassed and his face was covered with bruises. Fortunately, the big spy was thick-skinned enough to remain calm.

"General Xie, I don't deny the issues you raise. However, precisely because we've clashed with the underground party so many times, we're most familiar with their style of operation. The bureau is constantly reflecting on this, summarizing experiences and lessons from our failures. If you're worried about the operational plan being leaked, we won't touch military intelligence, but will instead arrest underground members in society."

Seeing Xie Zhiyu hesitate, Zhang Keqin continued,

"More people always means more strength. We will provide all the expenses and equipment ourselves. In addition, we will also provide you with a batch of radios and equipment for two regiments."

"Is that so?"

Zhang Keqin was overjoyed to see that Xie Zhiyu was interested, and quickly said,

"The equipment has arrived at the dock and can be unloaded immediately if you agree."

Xie Zhiyu relit the cigarette he had just unlit and asked casually,

"What kind of equipment is this?"

"50 radios, 60 walkie-talkies, and two regiments' worth of Japanese equipment!"

Xie Zhiyu was disappointed and waved his hand.

"Mr. Zhang, to be honest, I have plenty of Japanese weapons and equipment. When I distributed them, the soldiers saw the Type 38 rifles and the Turtle Box rifles and came over to ask why I was buying Japanese equipment. There was almost a mutiny over this. The logistics department was also very dissatisfied. They had no way to manage all the weapons and ammunition! To this day, those junk are still piling up in the warehouse! They were all donated by kind people, and I can't refuse them. I'll see if I can find a buyer to exchange for money to buy rice and weapons."

Follett and Edward looked quite embarrassed when they heard this, because they were the ones who gave those weapons.

Zhang Keqin didn't expect that the gift would be delivered to a horse's hoof. He and the other three looked at each other and saw helplessness on each other's faces.

It is obvious that what Xie Zhiyu wants is American equipment.

But the reactionaries didn't have much left, and the title of transport captain was not given for nothing. Most of the equipment was handed over to the Red Corps.

The rest is prepared for the defense of Dongfan Island.

Zhang Keqin thought for a moment and said,

"Even if guns don't work, mortars, grenade launchers, field guns, and mountain artillery can still be used, right?"

Xie Zhiyu nodded slightly, agreeing with this statement.

Zhang Keqin saw this and asked quickly,

"What about the Secret Service stationed there?"

Xie Zhiyu didn't want to agree to let the executioners in. He didn't know how many people would die. He thought about it and asked,

"The car bombing, was it you who did it?"

Zhang Keqin's face changed and he quickly denied it.

"That's absolutely not the case. Bao'an County is your territory. How dare we touch your whiskers? Whoever did this will be killed without a single child!"

After saying that, he glanced at Follett and Edward. The meaning was clear: it was those two bastards who did it!

If it were in the past, Zhang Keqin would definitely not have the courage to do this, but now, the Americans are watching him die without helping, and the reactionaries are determined to throw in the towel.

As the saying goes, a man is strong when he has no desires. Since I can't ask you for anything, I naturally don't need to care about your mood.

Follett and Edward were scolded but couldn't say anything back, which made them feel very aggrieved.

Xie Zhiyu didn't care whether it was done by the Secret Service or not, and said lightly,

"According to our previous plan, I will try to delay the negotiations for as long as possible. Two or three months would be ideal, but if not, two or three weeks would be fine. Mr. Zhang, you've surely heard of the saying 'staying on time and waiting for change,' right?"

Without waiting for Zhang Keqin to respond, Xie Zhiyu continued,

"If we continue like this, war could break out at any moment. The tens of thousands of men I've recruited to expand our army are still empty-handed. It's hard to hold out for even half a month, let alone half a year!"

Edward couldn't help but ask,

"Aren't there a lot of Japanese weapons and equipment? How could the soldiers be unarmed?"

Xie Zhiyu blew out a puff of smoke and laughed,

"Mr. Edward, our people are extremely hostile to the little Japanese pigs. Forcing them to use Japanese weapons and equipment is tantamount to forcing them to surrender to the Red Army."

Follett was also confused and said,

"Could it be that they would rather fight the enemy with bare hands than use Japanese rifles?"

Zhang Keqin snorted coldly and said lightly,

"If your parents, wife, and children were killed by the Japanese pigs, would you be willing to use their weapons?"

Follett still didn't understand and retorted,

"Weapons are weapons, and people are people!"

Xie Zhiyu waved his hand, saying, "People with different ideals cannot work together." He said calmly,

"That's enough on this subject! Mr. Zhang, if your bureau truly wants to help me, please help me spy on the Red Army's troop deployment."

"this?"

Xie Zhiyu looked at his expression and knew that there was no hope. He did not force it, but shrugged and said,

"Even without any help from the outside world, I, Xie Zhiyu, am confident that I can hold the line. Even if there are a few underground party members in Bao'an, they won't be able to cause any unrest. I don't want to cause a big stir in the city because I have to worry about the war on the front line and maintaining stability in the rear."

Zhang Keqin was anxious and tried to persuade him.

"If we don't eliminate the underground party, it will be difficult to achieve true stability in the rear..."

Xie Zhiyu interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"My time is very tight. If Mr. Zhang has nothing else to do, please go ahead."

After the order to leave was issued, Zhang Keqin looked as pale as death.

The guard at the entrance heard Xie Zhiyu's words, walked in, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Everyone, please!"

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