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"Besides applying maximum pressure, we can also incite unrest in the surrounding areas and bring the war to Yunlan City."

James Morgan continued:
"In short, this time, no matter what, we must take back everything we've lost."

The Morgan family has been torn apart in the past few years, especially by the financial war a few years ago, and much of their capital has been drained.

For example, someone who used to weigh 180 pounds might now weigh at most 80 pounds, which is considered malnutrition.

The financial enterprises controlled by their family have been almost completely divided up, leaving them with very little cash; it's truly a pitiful state.

Therefore, no matter how tough Yunlan City is, it must be overcome.

Walter DuPont then said:

"If you ask me, we should resort to some underhanded tactics, like killing all the shareholders behind Wanjia Supermarket and the other companies."

DuPont has extensive experience in chemical and chemical products. They are very familiar with toxic chemicals, such as potassium cyanide, which are extremely toxic substances.

Therefore, Walter DuPont resorted to these underhanded and shady tactics when he opened his mouth, because the DuPont family was already used to them.

It lasted for a considerable period of time during World War II.

During that period, many people engaged in underground work would often carry small pills containing white crystalline powder on their clothes or other parts of their bodies when carrying out extremely dangerous missions. This stuff was potassium chloride, which was extremely toxic.

Furthermore, in that era, various assassination methods emerged one after another.

It's perfectly normal to use any means necessary to achieve one's goals.

"No, Walter, don't be impulsive!" Clement Newman immediately spoke up, rejecting the suggestion.

James Morgan and several others also spoke up, saying that the suggestion was not feasible.

"Yes, if we use such methods, I'm afraid Yunlan City will retaliate in kind, and we might all suffer a terrible fate."

"That's right, I don't want to be hiding all the time, guarding against this and that. That would be too exhausting."

"God, Walter, how could you make such a suggestion? Absolutely not, it can't be!"

The crowd rejected the idea, leaving Walter DuPont speechless. They were truly a bunch of cowardly scoundrels.

It's ironic that someone wants to be a bandit but doesn't want to use bandit methods.

He may appear as a refined gentleman in public, but it's just an act; why take it seriously?

It's all happening in private now, and once we succeed, we can take over Yunlan City, so why bother with these details?
How stupid!

After Walter DuPont shut up, James Morgan and others continued their discussion and eventually settled on two strategies: maximum pressure and sowing discord.

That's how the phone call Zhao Mancang received came about.

Behind Sam sat major capital groups like Morgan, DuPont, and Newman. If these people spoke up, would Reagan dare to disagree?

Of course I wouldn't dare!

"Leave them alone for now. Let our people enjoy this Spring Festival. If they really start making trouble, then let them watch fireworks."

Zhao Mancang said coldly:

"All soldiers on duty must be on high alert. If even a single shell lands within Yunlan City's territory, the entire Black Cross unit will be disgraced, and all will face an 80% pay cut."

Upon hearing Zhao Mancang's words, the leaders of the Black Cross unit all turned pale and became serious.

Now that Zhao Mancang had given such instructions, the leader of the Black Cross unit knew what to do next.

On the Ethiopian side, they are already prepared.

"This time it should hit, right?"

Hermes Herrick stood in the command room, looking out the window through the telescope, and silently said to himself.

He was very worried that this time, like last time, the missile force would be wiped out.

Therefore, this time, they must launch a surprise attack and push their missile units to the forefront of the enemy before launching the missiles.

They were giving Yunlan City absolutely no time to react.

But it seems he made a mistake: Yunlan City was never that foolish; the sophistication of its weaponry was beyond Hermes Herrick's comprehension.

"Boss, according to satellite observations, they have already deployed missile units. What should we do next? Should we retaliate first?"

Inside a command post in the border region of Yunlan City, subordinates brought the latest satellite reconnaissance results.

Upon hearing this, the person in charge shook his head and said:

"No need. They haven't attacked yet. We can't and don't need to make the first move. Once they do, this time we must make sure they have no chance to fight back."

"I've already received authorization from above. I'll not only let them see the last fireworks of their lives, but I'll also make sure they never leave alive."

"They provoke us every day, like clowns. They should go see their God."

Upon hearing the manager's words, the subordinate immediately understood.

Just as Yunlan City and Ethiopia were locked in a standoff and about to engage in a life-or-death battle, on the other side, the villagers of Niudongping were celebrating the Spring Festival.

This year's Spring Festival is the first time the people of Niudongping Village have celebrated the Spring Festival since they came to Yunlan City.

This Spring Festival is of great significance to them.

Previously, due to the construction of the Three Gorges Dam, they were given two options: either be relocated to another place or be moved to Yunlan City.

The residents of Niudongping Village collectively chose to relocate to Yunlan City.

Initially, they moved to Yunlan City simply for the 30,000 RMB that everyone wanted.

This is an immigration incentive that everyone receives.

In addition to that, there are houses, and land will be allocated; couldn't be better?

But after immigrating to Yunlan City, they realized that Yunlan City was truly good to them.

Wow, not only are there subsidies, but also various kinds of wages.

It's astonishing that someone could earn an annual salary of $100,000 for a job like planting trees.

So Zhou Xiaoqing and the other people from Niudongping Village quickly settled down in Yunlan City.

"Wow, this is the Spring Festival Gala from Beijing TV! It's really good!"

At Zhou Xiaoqing's home, the television in their living room was showing the Spring Festival Gala program.

In 1983, the first Spring Festival Gala was held in Beijing.

But at that time, no one in Zhou Xiaoqing's family, or even in the entire Niudongping Village, had a television set.

Even so, they still heard about the Spring Festival Gala from the next village.

They are now in Yunlan City, a place six or seven thousand kilometers away from their old home.

They could only console themselves for their homesickness by watching television.

"It really is beautiful."

The 1984 Spring Festival Gala was indeed very good, especially for people like Zhou Xiaoqing.

Yunlan City doesn't have its own Spring Festival Gala, nor does it organize one.

Zhao Mancang felt it wasn't necessary to do it; perhaps it wasn't the right time yet. However, as time went on, perhaps it was time to start working on this Spring Festival Gala.

"By the way, Xiaoqing, do you think we should go back to our hometown for Qingming Festival? It would be the last time we pay respects to our ancestors."

Suddenly, Zhou Xiaoqing's father asked a question, and the laughter in the room stopped abruptly.

For Chinese people, the idea of ​​returning to one's roots is ingrained in their very being and cannot be severed.

"Dad, they've already started storing water over there, so we probably won't be able to go back."

Zhou Xiaoqing shook her head and said:

"Even if we go back, we won't be able to see those places anymore, and our ancestral graves have all been moved, so there's no need to go back."

"We now have our own ancestral graves and ancestral hall here."

"Besides, we're so far from our motherland now, going back would take so long and troublesome."

"It's not that we're unfilial, but I believe our ancestors would understand."

To be honest, the Zhou family's ancestors didn't originally live in the Three Gorges area; they just migrated there later.

Therefore, it was understandable that Zhou Xiaoqing and her generation migrated to Yunlan City.

That's life, that's just how it is, a constant migration.
Upon hearing Zhou Xiaoqing's words, his parents fell silent, clearly somewhat unwilling.

Although Zhou Xiaoqing was telling the truth, they did miss home on New Year's Eve, a time for family reunions.

Back in their hometown, everything they knew was there, and their parents were buried in that land.

Everywhere they looked was the past; their childhood, adolescence, and youth—they had spent the first half of their lives on that land.

How can I not miss you?

How could I not miss them?

"But Dad, we can go back!" Zhou Xiaoqing suddenly felt a pang of pity and said.

"I'll go back with you then, to pay my respects, or perhaps we could move my grandparents' graves to Yunlan City."

"Can we move the grave?" his father asked cautiously.

"Whether the grave can be moved or not depends on Brother Qiang; he definitely knows the relevant policies."

"Okay, let's go ask about it tomorrow or the day after."

"No, it's not appropriate to ask about this now during the Spring Festival. Let's ask after the Spring Festival."

As a result, on the third day of the Lunar New Year, many guests came to Hou Xiaoqiang's house, all of whom were asking about the relocation of the grave.

Why is there such a sudden surge in inquiries about this issue?

First, everyone genuinely misses everything about their hometown; second, they all have money now, so of course they want to live a better life.

The idea of ​​never forgetting one's roots is ingrained in the Chinese people; it's part of their genes and bloodline, so of course they can't forget it.

"Of course you can move the graves, but haven't you considered whether your ancestors would have wanted them moved here?"

Hou Xiaoqiang's words left Zhou Xiaoqing and the rest of the Zhou family completely bewildered.

This is a fact.

If it's just moving graves within the Three Gorges area, that's fine, but moving all the graves to Yunlan City is too far.

I'm afraid their ancestors wouldn't be happy about that.

Of course, some people believe that the ancestors should have come to Yunlan City with them to 'enjoy life' instead of staying in the Three Gorges and being submerged by water.

The group was chatting when they were suddenly drawn to a loud roar coming from outside.

Everyone rushed outside and saw a large number of planes roaring overhead as they sped past.

"What's going on? Is war about to break out?"

"Wow, so many planes? But these planes look really weird."

"My goodness, this is the first time I've ever seen so many planes!"

Hou Xiaoqiang stared at the fighter jets in the sky, frowning deeply, but soon he smiled again.

Even though he was worried, he couldn't let Zhou Xiaoqing and the others notice the change in his expression.

Yunlan City got into a fight with its neighbor, despite the fact that Yunlan City's official media kept promoting how powerful Yunlan City was.

But Yunlan City faces more than just its neighbors as enemies.

Sam admitted defeat earlier, but that doesn't mean he's truly lost.

In terms of overall strength, Yunlan City is definitely the one that gets crushed.

So, in any case, the fact that this dispute has resurfaced suggests that Sam has probably discovered something.

In short, although Hou Xiaoqiang is a grassroots staff member in Yunlan City, his vision and understanding of Yunlan City are insufficient.

It's normal to worry.

However, the Black Cross troops and others were quite helpless, as their ground forces had become mere decorations.

Drones were deployed first, followed by fighter jets.

It's almost as if they were rubbing Ethiopia in the ground, leaving it with no chance to fight back.

It's important to understand that Hermes Herrick is backed by the United States, a country with the most advanced ammunition and weaponry in the world, yet it's now being suppressed by Yunlan City's firepower.

Simply unbelievable.

But that's what it is.

The Sam soldiers, who had been thoroughly beaten, were so terrified that they ran away in a panic, crying and screaming for their parents.

However, after several volleys of fire, there were not many people left who could still stand.

Of the nearly 100,000 troops, very few remain now.

Because no matter how well they hide or where they are, from Yunlan City's satellite perspective, they have nowhere to hide.

Moreover, the cannonballs fired from Yunlan City were incredibly powerful.

The firepower is too strong!
In less than 24 hours, Ethiopia raised the white flag.

If we don't raise the white flag soon, we'll be completely wiped out.

Hermes Herik was unwilling to accept this, but Dredava didn't care about that. If he had waited even a few minutes longer to raise the white flag, he might have ended up dead in this place.

But he was still very young, and he didn't want to die yet.

Since they didn't want to die and couldn't win, they naturally had no choice but to surrender.

As expected, after the white flag was raised, Yunlan City stopped its attack and sent a telegram requesting that Ethiopia send someone capable of making decisions to negotiate with the Forest Great Wall.

It's pretty obvious what they'll be discussing: ceding territory.

How to do?
The news quickly reached Washington, where Reagan and his team fell into an eerie silence, their expressions grim. (End of Chapter)