I painted an aircraft carrier on the courtyard house for Dongda University.

Shaote had been waiting for this question, and his smile was practically overflowing. "Master, how many energy points will you give me? With a specific amount, I can formulate the most precise manufacturing plan."

Zhou Weiguo frowned and pondered, "There are about 19 energy points in the space. I need to keep 1 as an emergency reserve, so that there will be room for maneuver in case of emergencies. You are in charge of allocating the remaining nearly 18 energy points. As long as we can resolve the crisis in Java as soon as possible and protect the local Chinese, there is no need to worry too much about the use of energy points."

Upon hearing this, Shao Te's cheeks flushed instantly with excitement. She rushed to Zhou Weiguo's side and quickly kissed him on the cheek, exclaiming, "Thank you, Master! You're absolutely amazing!"

Zhou Weiguo pushed her away with a look of disgust, and said with feigned seriousness, "Don't get too excited. I'm only giving you three days. Within three days, you must completely control the rebels on Sumatra Island. If you fail to complete the mission, don't blame me for being ruthless. The punishment will not be light."

Shaote, however, was not afraid at all. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and moved closer to Zhou Weiguo step by step, his tone carrying a hint of ambiguous teasing: "Master, you can punish me anytime, anywhere. I'm always waiting." After she finished speaking, she deliberately winked, her face full of slyness.

Zhou Weiguo was getting a little exasperated by her persistence, so he quickly waved his hand and interrupted her with a look of disgust: "Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense and get on with the important business."

Shao Te stuck out his tongue, knowing Zhou Weiguo was genuinely anxious, so he stopped being mischievous, immediately turned around, took Nannan's little hand, and his tone became serious: "Nannan, be good, I'll tell you the specific needs now. First, help me generate 10000 special forces personnel; then help me generate 500 Type 80 main battle tanks; in addition, we need 2000 professional tank operators, including drivers, gunners, and communications soldiers, to ensure that every tank can be put into combat immediately."

She paused, then added, "This will cost about 170,000 energy points. Keep the remaining 10,000 energy points for me, in case of an emergency on the front lines, so that we can temporarily allocate resources."

Nannan listened obediently, "Okay, Sister Shaote, I've written down all the requirements you mentioned. The data has all been uploaded, and the barracks and factories have already started production."

Shaote nodded, turned to look at him, and said, "Master, the production tasks have been arranged. I will set off for Sumatra now. Rest assured, I will definitely take down the rebels there completely in three days. After taking down the rebels, I will take armed helicopters and use space to launch surprise attacks on local military bases on Sumatra one by one, seizing control at the lowest cost. I guarantee that I will completely take control of the entire Sumatra as quickly as possible."

Zhou Weiguo nodded. "Once you've finished arranging things in Java, you'd better go to Da Piao Liang as soon as possible. We've used up most of our energy points this time, and it's not very convenient for me to go there by myself. Once you get there, just contact me with your communicator. I'll teleport you back after you're done."

He paused, his tone growing increasingly serious, "Also, if you launch a large-scale military operation, or if those rioters in Java start attacking the Chinese, you must notify me immediately. If any problems arise that you can't resolve, I can provide support, understand?"

Shaote sensed Zhou Weiguo's concern and nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, Master, I will definitely be careful and report to you at any time. I will never let you worry. I'll be off to get busy now."

As soon as she finished speaking, she vanished from the space in a flash.

Zhou Weiguo walked to the control panel, his gaze falling on the constantly fluctuating energy point values ​​on the screen. Watching the numbers decrease rapidly at a visible speed, he couldn't help but sigh softly and murmur, "These are truly turbulent times."

When he returned to the courtyard house, he handed the child over to Tian Zao.

He then walked to the side, picked up the communicator, and dialed Qin Lao's number. He had only given one communicator for this system to Long Lao and Qin Lao, apart from the Red Alert unit, for emergency contact.

The communication was quickly established, and Qin Lao's familiar and steady voice came through the receiver.

Zhou Weiguo didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point, reporting in detail to Elder Qin what he had learned from Shott about Java, including the early activation of General Command Order No. 10, the expansion of the rioters, and the possible anti-Chinese massacre.

Old Qin listened quietly on the other end of the phone, initially quite calm, but as Zhou Weiguo spoke, his breathing grew heavier and heavier: "Fine, very fine! This is outrageous!"

Old Qin's tone was filled with anger, "Some people in our country have been making a big fuss about the established policy of 'not providing military aid to other countries indiscriminately' and insisting on providing military aid to Java. But then Java secretly prepares to massacre our Chinese compatriots. We should ask those people, what exactly is going on?"

Zhou Weiguo sensed that Elder Qin was quite angry, so he quickly changed the subject: "Elder Qin, please calm down. I have a preliminary solution to the Java situation, and I'll discuss it with you in detail later. By the way, I also heard that India recently increased its troop presence on our border by 10, and there have even been small-scale clashes with casualties. Is that true?"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, and Zhou Weiguo could clearly hear Old Qin's suppressed breathing.

After a long while, Old Qin said in a deep voice, "That's right, for the country, this is true. The conflict has indeed occurred, and it's not just a simple matter of 'people dying.' We have a full twelve of our soldiers who have fallen forever on the border, becoming martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country. However, those Indians didn't fare any better; at least twenty of them died in the conflict."

When Zhou Weiguo heard the number, he froze instantly. His heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and the pain made it hard for him to breathe.

He never imagined that the casualties at the border had become so severe.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger: "Old Qin, judging from the current situation, the Indians will definitely not let this go. They will certainly continue to provoke us, and may even send a large force to launch a direct confrontation. We must make thorough preparations in advance, and we must not let the blood of our martyrs be shed in vain!"

"You brat, do you need to remind me?"

Old Qin's tone was serious, but tinged with a hint of relief. "They just started reinforcing their troops, and our border defense forces have already entered a state of first-level combat readiness. Further reinforcements are already on their way. We old guys understand the principle of 'a good start prevents a hundred blows' better than anyone. Do you think we're just sitting around doing nothing? Do we need you reminding us of something so trivial?"

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