It is Kokang and Changchun

　"What do you want to do?"

　"What else? To get it back, of course.

　"

　Deep Sea A grabbed his colleague and advised, "Oh, that's enough. I told you this is just a side quest, a dispensable one, not even a side quest.

　The shelter is surrounded by either police or militia, and there may also be armed police. For the two of us who are intelligence officers, it is questionable whether we can escape unscathed, let alone complete the mission.

　What kind of guns are we equipped with? Two Webley Revolvers (Deep Sea Edition) doing this, how ridiculous is that? If we had shields like the Commandos, we could give it a try.

　"You're right. It's not worth risking your life for an unnecessary mission." Deep Sea B thought it made sense and gave up the idea.

　"What about Huanmeng Company?" Shenhai A looked around the office again, then casually stepped on the scattered debris on the ground and asked.

　Deep Sea B said, "I remember there's a cafeteria in this building. I'll go there and borrow some oil and fire, and burn everything down!"

　"The problem is, we will also use this place after Shanghai is captured, right? Doesn't Lord AC want to establish a Deep Sea Huanmeng Network on the original site of Huanmeng?" Deep Sea A asked.

　"We're not only good at destroying old illusions, we're also good at creating new ones," Deep Sea B said. "Even if we don't burn it, when the battle arrives here, this building will still be riddled with holes. It won't make any difference."

　After Deep Sea B said this, Deep Sea A stopped talking.

　The Shenhai people first cut off the circuit of the indoor fire protection system. After a while, they brought several large barrels of cooking oil from the cafeteria and poured them back and forth in every place in Huanmeng's office.

　Finally, Deep Sea B took out a lighter with a lid, lit it with a click, and flicked the burning lighter into the oil puddle like a coin.

　A few minutes later, Huanmeng Company was engulfed in flames. When the two Deep Seas saw the fire growing bigger, they left the crime scene without looking back.

　Chapter 498: Large-scale Conquest: Operation Dawn

　Huanmeng's office was engulfed in flames, but Linglan in the basement was still unaware of it due to signal problems.

　Although the building is empty now, it is a special period after all. The fire rescue force discovered the fire at the first time, rushed to the scene quickly, and put out the fire as quickly as possible.

　The good news is that Huanmeng was not completely burned. The bad news is that the valuable items inside, such as electronics and office furniture, were all burned.

　Of course, Huanmeng will make a comeback, and KanR will also achieve glory again. After all, Suzuran's family fortune and the hundreds of millions she earned from crowdfunding are still there, but that's a story for later.

　I don’t know whether the following news is good or bad. Shen Hai from Group B probably made the decision to burn down the office of Manju Company because of telepathy.

　I'm afraid that ship-based game players are about to face a cold winter...

　Deep Sea belongs to the White House in Washington, D.C.

　"Master Admiralty Code, the method you described is indeed quite effective! Within the two days of attacking Shanghai, many Zuo Ren have voluntarily submitted to us and are working very hard for us!"

　No. 1 Shen Hai Shen reported the situation to AC with some excitement.

　AC nodded with satisfaction, then asked, "Of course, these people are not important. The main thing is whether the local people have any resistance."

　No. 1 Deep Sea replied, "According to the report from Shanghai, the local people have a very mixed attitude towards us. Some support us, but there are also those who criticize the left."

　"It's a minor issue. It's a good opportunity to mobilize those Red Guards and label these opponents as counter-revolutionaries." AC gave a sly smile. "Then we can round them up under the pretext of forced labor. Once our transformation factory is built, you know what will happen next."

　"Understood. We will do so without your instruction." No. 1 replied.

　"Is there any further situation in the occupied area?"

　Number 1 thought for a moment and continued, "Come to think of it, the humans who serve us often organize themselves and do some offline cultural activities, which are quite interesting."

　"Oh? What cultural activities?"

　"Some of them gathered together to sing and dance, wearing the country's old costumes, green, gray, and blue (Type 65 and Zhongshan suits), and waved red flags and sang while holding little red books.

　I remember passing by a street a while ago and seeing a rock band playing in the square over there. It sounded quite exciting, and the song they were playing seemed to be called "The Big Stone Shatters My Chest."

　AC smiled. He'd heard this song before, and it was a classic track among contemporary internet leftists. Putting aside the deconstruction and reuse, the song's rhythm and melody were truly captivating.

　"As far as I know, there are some teenagers who took a photo of 286 with a big red cross drawn on it and stuck it on a tree trunk to use as a target for darts and sandbags.

　Some young people collected things related to 286, such as 286 photos and 286 collections, and then burned them, shouting "The fire illuminates the new era" or something like that.

　Hearing this, AC couldn't help but laugh even louder, "Hahahaha... Good, good, good. It's obvious that these people really hate the current dynasty."

　"The more they hate us, the easier it will be for us to carry out our work. The more likely they will be to be of use to us, and the more they will shine for our deep sea." After AC calmed himself down a little, he reminded No. 1.

　then

　The AC ordered, "The enemy's rear is also a place where we can show our skills. We must incite more anti-government and anti-war demonstrations on the grounds of opposing 286, reform and opening up, and the socialist market economy, and undermine their public support."

　AC then asked, "Is there any good news on the military front?"

　"Of course, there was another big gain. We landed on Changxing Island before the People's Liberation Army. After a fierce battle, we almost controlled the entire Jiangnan Shipyard Group Park before the PLA reinforcements arrived.

　We are currently engaged in a fierce battle with PLA airborne troops and several special forces units outside the factory area. Intelligence indicates that two enemy amphibious brigades are attempting to land and reinforce us by swimming, from Chongming Island and Baoshan District, respectively.

　"Well done! I only ask for four words—defend and penetrate!" AC said. "Since we've captured the Jiangnan Shipyard, I'm sure there will be plenty of goodies, right?"

　Number 1 admitted, "Yes, leaving aside the civilian ships, we found several warships under construction in the shipyard. Some of them are at a high level of completion. Unfortunately, the ships inside are damaged. Analysis shows that they were probably destroyed by the shipyard workers before the evacuation."

　"Can it be repaired?" AC asked.

　Deep Sea No. 1 said, "No problem, it just takes some time."

　AC recalled something. "I heard that China's 052D production is discontinued, with the final batch starting mid-last year. You mentioned some ships are at a high level of completion. Are the 052Ds among them?"

　"Among the ships with a higher degree of completion, most are indeed 052D." said No. 1 Deep Sea.

　Upon hearing this, Admiralty Code's NTR soul burned brightly, and his first reaction was to take it for himself.

　Previously, she NTR'd a US warship that was under overhaul in a US shipyard, and later NTR'd the Guam (Cruise) that should have belonged to the USN. She doesn't mind taking a few more PLAN ships to play with.

　It’s a pity that there is currently no evidence to prove that modern ships can become ship girls, otherwise AC would have brainwashed and corrupted the ladies of the PLAN.

　"Very good! Repair it and put it into service as soon as possible." AC couldn't help but jokingly said, "When you're pulled into battle against the PLA, remember to publicly thank them. Just say 'Thank you, PLA, for the gift of the ship.'"

　"Understood!" Deep Sea No. 1 felt that AC had developed some black humor programs since coming to this plane.

　"My Lord Admiralty Code, I just received news from Shanghai that the Chinese government wants to negotiate with us and they want to resolve the dispute through negotiations."

　AC directly questioned, "No, they actually chose to negotiate? This doesn't seem like China's usual style after being attacked."

　"It's not a peace talk." Deep Sea No. 1 explained: "According to the letter from the Chinese government, since they and we have similar ideologies, there are no differences and it cannot be resolved politically through peaceful means.

　If Shenhai has any opinions on China's socialist construction, he can raise them. If it is feasible and in the interests of the people, we will definitely correct it, rather than resorting to military remonstration.

　AC was stunned. She had never expected that China would take the initiative to negotiate with them. This disrupted AC's plan.

　AC thought about it for a minute, and suddenly she realized that no matter which choice she made, this thing would not work, because the final reasonable result would inevitably conflict with continuing to attack China.

　Since China took the initiative to invite negotiations this time, she did not dare to bet whether China would really be determined to restrict the private economy and planned economic reforms.

　According to Zuo Ren, tg is "revisionist" and "bureaucratic bourgeoisie", so it is impossible for tg to make such a "heroic" move.

　And now tg has actually expressed its intention to consider it to Shenhai, which is equivalent to hitting Zuo Ren and also slapping itself in the face.

　It is better to be safe than sorry. In AC's view, the relative independence of human will is the basis for a small part of the uncertainty in human society. This uncertainty constitutes the local unpredictability similar to quantum mechanics while the overall human society has rules to follow.

　If China happens to be the next "local unpredictability", it will be very troublesome. She must make things go in the direction she predicts, otherwise it will be extremely troublesome if one thing is moved.

　No matter what, for the Deep Sea, China must be destroyed, otherwise why would they draw this bow?

　AC, his mind racing, ordered No. 1, "Reject them, refute them, and immediately launch Operation Dawn! We must launch continuous offensives against China. We can't let negotiations delay us!"

　I remember yesterday I had the troops attacking the Greater Bay Area and the South China Sea Islands slowly move to as close a position as possible, striving to reduce travel time before launching the offensive. Are they all ready now?"

　"The last unit is just ready and awaits your orders at any time, Lord Admiralty Code." Deep Sea No. 1 stood at attention immediately.

　"Very good. We smuggled several batches of arms into Hong Kong before. I hope those cops didn't find anything?" AC asked.

　Number 1 reported truthfully, "Well...luckily there's a mole in the police station, otherwise it would have been exposed. But judging by the current situation, I don't think we can keep it secret for much longer."

　"It's okay, we're going to take action soon, and then you can ask the Hong Kong side to

　Sisters, tell those useless young men to take out their weapons, obey our orders, and cooperate with us. ” AC couldn’t help but complain:

　"Hong Kong, this hellhole, has one of the highest police-to-civilian ratios in the world. This tiny place has 36000 regular police officers alone. This is probably a reflection of the fact that small temples can be very dangerous."

　Chapter 499: The Great Conquest: Operation Dawn (2)

　[Preface: The villain's perspectives are fabricated based on the plot's needs and do not represent the book's values ​​or the author's three views. The author is a die-hard establishment figure!]

　Hong Kong

　The winter drizzle gently hits the glass windows of the police station, and the gathered raindrops gradually form winding water marks from time to time, sliding down the glass.

　At this time, in the police station in Kowloon, a considerable number of police officers had already gone off work, and only a small number remained on duty or handling cases. Sir Chen was one of them.

　Chen Huijie took a big sip of coffee and slammed the cup down on her desk. Her fingertips kept clicking the mouse, her eyes fixed on the information on the computer screen.

　This vast ocean of first-hand investigative data includes information collected by her personally led team, information provided by her good "girlfriend", and information uploaded by other team members.

　Her eyelashes fluttered in the light of the screen, searching for any useful information; the case was almost solved, but the last few pieces of the puzzle were missing.

　Compared to the last few puzzle pieces, Chen Huijie was more concerned about her suspicion that someone in the police station was secretly leaking information. Because her previous attempts had been so many and so unsuccessful, it was hard not to be suspicious.

　"Click--" Sir Chen moved the chair back slightly. She wanted to move her waist and cervical spine a little to relieve the fatigue of working on electronic documents for a long time; she also wanted to move her eyes away from the screen to relax her already dry eyes for a moment.

　Although her body was relaxed, her mind never stopped thinking about the case. Like a meticulous silk weaver, she kept unraveling the details of the case in order to find out who the traitor was.

　The quartz clock on the wall ticked away, and the steaming coffee on Chen Sir's desk gradually cooled. As time passed, her thoughts became more and more tangled.

　After a long while, she seemed to have figured something out, and suddenly stood up from her half-lying position, her face full of hesitation and disbelief.

　"No... How is this possible..." Chen Huijie didn't quite believe her final guess. But through exhaustive analysis, every clue hinted at the possibility of her final guess.

　She picked up her phone and called Shi Huaiya.

　"Aya, are you there? There's something important!" As soon as the call was connected, Chen Huijie spoke in a serious and urgent voice before the other party could react.

　"What's wrong? Is it about the progress of the case?" Shi Huaiya wanted to complain when he saw the caller, but when he heard the tone of the other party was not as serious as usual, he answered the call normally.

　The two talked for more than a minute. Shi Huaiya deliberately lowered her voice and said in shock: "Sister, are you serious? Could it be a mistake? Wei Sir is your master, and you are his most promising subordinate!"

　"I'd rather my inference be wrong..." Chen Huijie lowered her head slightly, feeling very unhappy. "It's almost certain that there's a mole in the police station, but we've ruled out all the possibilities that Wei Sir has.

　Our task force reports to him every time there is progress in the case. Sir Wei is like an information gathering point, and he is the person who knows the overall progress of the case best.

　If the suspect does not have systematic information, but only has the tip of the iceberg, it would be impossible for us to take action repeatedly and we would be a few steps slower!

　And thinking back, he specifically told me that I should report any progress to him immediately and there was no need to specifically notify the customs.

　At first I thought it was just a favor or something like taking more credit, but now that I think about it, it's terrifying. In addition, I've discovered several very subtle and suspicious clues pointing to him."

　Then, Chen Huijie revealed to Shi Huaiya everything he had discovered and thought about, like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

　"This..." After more than ten minutes, Shi Huaiya fell silent. She knew that her bickering rival was never vague in handling cases.

　But people are people after all. Unless encountering extremely unusual circumstances, generally speaking, no one will doubt the person who has the closest relationship with them (at work or in daily life).

　So she asked, "Old Chen, what are you going to do? Do you need me to come over and help you?"

　Chen Huijie thought for a moment and said, "It happens to be his shift today, so I'll go find him and see if I can get something out of him indirectly by using the excuse of reporting work.

　As for you... no need, just get some rest first. I'm not going to confront him directly, so nothing will happen. I'll call you in two hours at the latest."

　"Ok, I will wait for you."

　After saying that, Chen Huijie hung up the phone. She fished out the service pistol she always carried at work and expertly inspected it. After confirming that the gun and ammunition were in good condition, she stood up, took the documents she had sorted out, and walked out of the police station.

　After leaving the police station, he drove his private car to the location of the higher-level unit to test the true strength of Commander Wei.

　When Chen Huijie arrived at the door of Chief Wei's office, she hesitated for a few seconds, took a deep breath, pretended to be calm, and then resolutely knocked on the office door.

　"please

　Enter!"

　The old leader's voice came from the office.

　Chen Huijie pressed down the door handle and walked in.

　As soon as you enter the door, the scent of sandalwood from the expensive wooden office furniture hits you in the face, even stronger than usual.

　Officer Wei was trimming the bonsai by the window, his scissors making a subtle "click, click" sound as they opened and closed. He slowly finished trimming the bonsai, put the scissors aside, and then looked at Chen Huijie.

　"Ajie, you're here. Is there any progress in the case?" Commander Wei asked when he saw the information in Chen Huijie's hand.

　"Yes, the Victoria Harbour gun smuggling case has reached the final stage." Chen Huijie placed the information on the carved mahogany table. When she withdrew her hand, her fingertips brushed against the corner of the table and felt a trace of oil stains.

　As an experienced police officer, Chen Huijie immediately realized that it was gun oil. She calmly hid her fingertips in her palm.

　Officer Wei slowly returned to his seat and picked up the documents Chen had submitted. "Ajie, you've worked hard over this period. This will be over soon."