Chapter 1482 One Person Can Never Fight Against a System

Chapter 1484 One person can never fight against a system

Many times, things are just so dramatic.

A few days ago, people in the north were panicking, while people in the south were gearing up.

But now, the situation has reversed in just a few days!

The original hunter has become the current prey, and with Hanoi's desperate measures, the last potential is squeezed out.

More than 200,000 troops were mobilized in a short period of time and quickly moved towards the central part of the country.

On the contrary, Saigon fell into even greater panic after receiving the news.

If a war starts at this time, can they withstand it? Who should be sent to direct the response?

More importantly, if Wu Ting is lost, who will step forward to take charge of the overall situation?

If these problems are not resolved, the situation will not be stable.

…

At the same time, Du Fei had to become serious.

Prince Rana was still struggling, hoping to have an interview with Du Fei, and even offered quite attractive conditions to Chen Fangshi.

He claimed that as long as Du Fei helped him grasp the power of Chenla, he was willing to give up a piece of land in the south as a permanent base for the Nanyang intimidation troops.

And hired Nanyang intimidation troops as a defense force, and the Chenla Kingdom only retained the security police.

It can be said that in order to gain support, the prince showed considerable sincerity, even exceeding Du Fei's expectations.

If it hadn't been for Yue Guo's situation, Du Fei almost changed his mind and met the prince.

But now... everything in Zhenla seems insignificant compared to Yueguo's situation.

Du Fei took the intelligence he had just received about the rapid mobilization of troops from the north and said with a little thought: "Let the Kuching and Pontianak go over together and cruise off the coast of central Viet Nam, waiting for orders and responding at any time."

"Yes~" As a naval commander, Zhu Pengzhi immediately saluted in response.

Du Fei mobilized the two strongest cruisers to prevent the Saigon Army from being defeated.

He tried every possible means to achieve the current situation and would never allow another Hanoi army to move south.

When necessary, directly use cruiser firepower to suppress the Northern Army.

The central part of Vietnam is less than fifty kilometers at its narrowest. The cruiser's artillery range can cover one-third, and the missile can completely cover it.

However, dispatching these two cruisers will not solve the fundamental problem.

If Hanoi is determined, there is a high probability that it can withstand the suppression of artillery fire.

After all, in the past few decades, they have been facing opponents with powerful firepower. Although the changes in the past two years have degraded their combat effectiveness and morale, they still have the possibility of sudden explosion at critical moments.

The real solution is that Saigon must be stabilized.

Du Fei pursed his lips and said in a deep voice: "Prepare the plane, I will go there myself."

Chen Fangshi frowned and said, "Go in person? This...isn't necessary~"

Du Fei shook his head and said: "Don't worry, I will be careful. The current situation in Nanyang is hard-won, and we must not go on a business trip."

Chen Fangshi said: "I'm a little over-concerned~ Now Hanoi has long lost its original vigor, and coupled with Li Zhu's body... After two strokes, he won't be able to hold on for long. He is just at the end of his strength."

Du Fei did not deny Chen Fangshi's judgment, and what he was really worried about was not Hanoi.

He said in a deep voice: "Old Chen, I'm worried about America! When they withdrew their troops from Viet Gou, they have been unwilling to do so. Now people in Saigon are not united. Before, Wu Ting was in control, but they could barely maintain it..."

Chen Fangshi said: "Are you afraid...that someone wants America to come back?"

Du Fei said: "It's not impossible, and America will not refuse! Once they are given the opportunity to enter Yueguo again, even one soldier will leave us with immeasurable hidden dangers in the future."

Chen Fangshi nodded slightly.

Du Fei continued: "There is nothing we can do about the Luzon Islands. With our current strength, we cannot shake it for the time being. But the Indochina Peninsula and the Indo Islands must be grasped in our hands. Only by seizing the Nanyang Islands in the next twenty years will we be able to It hopes to become a country with a population of close to two billion, geographically guarding the Pacific Ocean and the Indian Ocean, and being large enough to compete with America and Sulian. "

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At the same time, Du Fei's guess was indeed correct.

Just after the incident in Saigon, America's ClA seemed to have smelled a smelly fly and immediately buzzed closer.

Sai Kung, in an ordinary residential building.

Two middle-aged men with dark skin, about forty years old, gathered together and talked in a low voice.

They are all employees of ClA. Although America's troops withdrew a few years ago, these local hired personnel did not leave.

Wu Shengyong and Zhang Wenxi are such people.

They all work in the government because they are educated. Even though people are replaced at the top, there are always people below to do things.

It's just that because of family background, it is impossible for such people to get promoted in the future.

Originally, both of them had accepted their fate. They had secretly hidden a lot of their wealth, so they had no worries in life.

Unexpectedly, he was suddenly found online again.

Of course, this is a pretty good thing for them because it means they will get funding.

In the past few years, except for the first few months, they have been cut off from funding and seem to have been forgotten.

This is ClA's way of treating non-staff personnel. When they are employed, they get paid, and when they are not needed, they go away.

This approach disgusted Wu Shengyong and Zhang Wenxi, but ClA was really generous when giving money. Facing the green dollars, the little bit of unhappiness and so-called dignity disappeared without a trace.

Wu Shengyong glanced at the box on the ground, where there was a full two hundred thousand dollars.

It was the activity funds for them this time. He turned to look at his old friend and old superior across from him and whispered, "Brother, are you still going to work for America?"

Zhang Wenxi was slightly stunned, with some surprise in his eyes, and frowned, "What do you mean?"

Wu Shengyong moved forward and lowered his voice again: "Nanyang is not America's world now. We didn't have any danger in working for them before, but now if we are caught..."

Zhang Wenxi's heart trembled. He certainly understood the dangers involved, but money moved people's hearts.

The 200,000 in the box was the funds for their work, and in addition, each of them had 30,000 US dollars.

This amount of money was an astronomical figure for the prices of Vietnam.

Besides, did they have the qualifications to refuse? If they dared to disobey, they would be taken away by the military police in less than an hour without America's action and directly revealing their situation.

However, Zhang Wenxi knew that Wu Shengyong was not stupid and would not tell him that it was useless.

Zhang Wenxi looked at his best friend and said in a deep voice: "Don't beat around the bush, just say what you think!"

Wu Shengyong said: "Brother, I want to join Kuching..."

Zhang Wenxi frowned even more: "You still have this way?"

He was not surprised by Wu Shengyong's idea, but by his way.

For them, they don't have any position. Whether it's working for America or joining the Kuching Newspaper Clearance Bureau, they all look at whether it is profitable for themselves.

Wu Shengyong said: "Brother, do you still remember that I had a classmate named Ruan Dayong?"

Zhang Wenxi thought for a while and said: "Is it the captain of the navy?"

Wu Shengyong nodded immediately: "That's it. He joined Kuching with the fleet a few years ago. Because he studied in France, he is a serious marine engineering major. He also made a name for himself there. Now he is a teacher at the Kuching Naval Academy..."

Zhang Wenxi hesitated and said: "Is this person reliable?"

Wu Shengyong said: "Reliable is definitely not reliable, but the key is that he can help us connect. If it was before, I dare not say, but now In..." He said with a chuckle, glancing at the suitcase containing the money: "This time America came to us, just as a token of allegiance."

Zhang Wenxi was worried: "This... America knows..."

Wu Shengyong said: "Brother, I still say that, now Nanyang is not America's world, as long as you grasp this opportunity, there will be great things in the future!"

Zhang Wenxi pursed his lips, as if he had great courage to make up his mind: "Okay, listen to you!"

Wu Shengyong breathed a sigh of relief, knowing a person's face but not his heart, this time he took a big risk to find Zhang Wenxi.

Immediately struck while the iron was hot and said: "Then it's settled, next we will pretend to be friendly with America, and I will contact them later..."

After blabbering about some details, he left in a hurry.

Zhang Wenxi sent him to the door, and when he saw the other party walking away, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The face that was a little happy just now became solemn.

After waiting for about half an hour, he went out and came to a watch shop.

As soon as he entered the house, he winked at the shop assistant, then quickly walked up the wooden stairs, making a series of "dong dong dong" noises.

Upstairs, a thin man in his fifties pushed the door and came out of a room. He let Zhang Wenxi in and immediately asked, "What's going on?"

Zhang Wenxi said, "Old Chen, your guess is right. Wu Shengyong has changed his mind and wants to join the Huaguo people."

Old Chen's face was as gloomy as water, and a hint of coldness flashed in his triangular eyes: "I knew it!"

Zhang Wenxi asked, "What should we do then?"

Old Chen thought for a while and said, "You deal with him first, I will report to the higher-ups and wait for orders."

Zhang Wenxi was a little disappointed. The so-called waiting for orders, to put it bluntly, is to do nothing.

But he didn't dare to express his dissatisfaction, and instead asked tentatively, "My thing..."

Old Chen patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it's already being done, you wait a little longer."

Zhang Wenxi nodded, with a hint of eagerness in his eyes. The most fundamental reason why he didn't go with Wu Shengyong was that he held the hope of immigration.

In his mind, as long as he leaves Vietnam and arrives in America, everything will be fine.

There is heaven, there is a lighthouse, and it is the synonym of all good things.

He must take his family to the ideal country in his heart, no matter what the cost.

After Zhang Wenxi left, Lao Chen curled his lips in contempt.

He and Zhang Wenxi are old acquaintances. He doesn't understand why such a smart man got stuck in a dead end.

He still dreams of immigration.

When America withdrew its troops, they didn't take them with them.

Some people are like abandoned puppies, and they will follow the smell of their owners even if they have to travel thousands of miles.

Not to mention that they can't go at all, even if they go, what's the problem?

Just like Zhang Wenxi, he stayed in Saigon because he had studied, had culture, had a decent job, and lived a good life.

What does he have if he goes to America? What kind of work can he do?

...

At the same time, in the Swiss History Museum in Saigon.

At present, America has no formal relationship with Vietnam. Even if Wu Ting takes Saigon, it is nominally Vietnam.

There are still American staff here, working under the name of other museums.

Jackson is playing this role at this time.

In the hot weather, Jackson is muscular and is lifting weights in the gym in the basement of the museum. He is wearing a green hurdle vest and looks particularly strong.

At this time, a blond young man came down the stairs.

Jackson took a quick look, put down the dumbbell in his hand, wiped the sweat and said: "How is it?"

The young man sighed and said: "Not very good, there are less than 20 people who can be contacted, and the others are disconnected."

Jackson shrugged, not surprised.

In his words, it was all the fault of that stupid predecessor.

When he evacuated, he didn't even consider making a comeback.

Although many people were arranged to lurk, the funds were directly cut off, which was simply a joke.

Who would work for you without money?

But in fact, there are more than one million US dollars of related funds in ClA's accounts every year.

Where did the money go?

Jackson discovered this situation just after he was promoted last year, and immediately reported it to his immediate boss.

The result was that before leaving get off work the next day, his bank account had an extra 200,000 US dollars.

When he got off work, his boss "happened" to pass by his office, patted him on the shoulder meaningfully, and said a few words of encouragement.

Jackson is not a fool, how could he not understand what was going on.

From the bottom of his heart, he is a person with ideals and beliefs, and he doesn't want to take the 200,000 US dollars.

However, his father had warned him since childhood that a person should never think of fighting against a system.

Jackson was helpless, but he could not change anything.

Until this time, he was sent to Saigon because he knew what was good for him, otherwise this good thing would never have come to him.

As for why it was a good thing, it was because the initial activity funds alone were 10 million US dollars.

Although he only had 5 million in his hands, he didn't have to record the money at all, that is, he could use it as he wanted.

According to convention, Jackson could get at least 2 million of the 5 million US dollars, and 3 million was not impossible if he was more ruthless.

His task was to restart the ClA intelligence system in Saigon.

But Jackson knew that restarting was a fart! The original intelligence network had long been destroyed, and he had to start from scratch.

And his time and resources were not enough to complete this task.

If his boss had not clearly "hinted" him before coming that he didn't need to care about the results, he would even suspect that someone wanted to frame him and deliberately gave him an impossible task.

Even so, Jackson was unwilling.

He didn't come to ClA to make money. Although the taste of US dollars is very wonderful, it is perfect to get the US dollars and do things at the same time.

Jackson took a deep breath. He knew that if he wanted to make a name for himself in Saigon, he had to find another way.

At this moment, another person came down from above and came to Jackson quickly: "There is a response from Li Fuzhong!"

Jackson was refreshed. Li Fuzhong was one of the people he chose before he came. He was originally a confidant of Wu Ting. According to strength and status, he was ranked about fifth or sixth.

He controls the Third Army stationed in the north of Saigon, less than 50 kilometers away from Saigon.

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