Police officer Chen Shu.

"So, it's not enough."

The commander patted Company Commander Ma on the shoulder, lowered his voice, and said softly, "If you feel pressured, you can choose another path. Come back to China with me, and I'll get you a confession and a major merit award without any problem."

Company Commander Ma quickly shook his head. He knew that based on the things he had done, if he returned to China, he might not be executed, but he would definitely be imprisoned for ten or twenty years.

The commander smirked and emphasized slightly, "Then how about we arrange for someone to take you to Thailand?"

Company Commander Ma said with a wry smile, "Commander, please don't make fun of me. I've been running for half my life, I have to stop here eventually."

The commander crossed his arms, feigning difficulty, and asked, "What should we do then?"

Company Commander Ma exhaled the smoke from his mouth and stomped it out: "Commander, just tell me straight, I'll agree to everything, no beating around the bush."

The commander laughed, making no attempt to hide his feelings, and said, "Company Commander Ma, if you're going to do this business, go all the way. We don't want Dalalin, nor do we want any general from any ethnic armed group. We want the entire northern Myanmar, a northern Myanmar free of drugs and telecom fraud."

As he spoke, the commander gestured around, saying, "Once you've finished this matter, these things won't have been wasted. And you, my friend, will become the only general in northern Myanmar. Not some mountain bandit like Aung Soe Ling, nor one of those ragtag bunch who can call themselves generals. You will be the only one, the general of northern Myanmar."

The commander spoke the last sentence, word by word.

Company Commander Ma's expression suddenly changed.

He desperately wanted these weapons. Once he obtained them, he was confident that he could lead his men to defeat Angsorin and then take Dalalin.

He also considered that even if he won, he would still be a dog, his status unchanged. But his master was different; his power had increased significantly. If you think about it carefully, it's at least 90% a sure-fire way to make a profit.

But the reality is, the other side isn't stupid.

The condition given was the clearing of the entire northern Myanmar region.

In northern Myanmar, Aung Soe Ling was the richest man, but he didn't have the most soldiers, the best equipment, or the largest territory.

Leaving aside these self-organized armed groups, even just considering those small gangs huddled in remote mountain valleys, they are the most fearless when it comes to drug trafficking.

The enemy's willingness to risk their lives is tantamount to our willingness to risk our lives as well.

The only difference is that one is proactive and the other is reactive.

Company Commander Ma suddenly deflated, took off his hat, and clutched it tightly in his hand.

The burning ambition that had been fueled by the thought of defeating Aung Soe Ling was instantly extinguished by the phrase "the entire northern Myanmar." For his small company of about a hundred men to wipe out the entire armed group in northern Myanmar was simply playing with fire.

Company Commander Ma forced a smile and said, "Commander, this 'General of Northern Myanmar' sounds exciting, but we have to be honest. With the few soldiers I have, we can barely handle Aung Soe Ling. Asking me to fight in Northern Myanmar is too difficult. It's not that I'm afraid of dying, it's that I'm afraid that if I die, all these beautiful weapons will be picked up by someone else, and then you'll suffer a huge loss."

Having said all that, Company Commander Ma simply spoke his mind: "Commander, what do we rely on to gain a foothold in northern Myanmar? Just two things: people and money. Now that you're going to cut off all telecom fraud and drugs, where am I going to get money to support my troops? I don't think you'll give me any money, so this war is impossible to fight..."

The commander raised his eyebrows and asked, "Stop rambling and get to the point."

Company Commander Ma spread his hands: "No money, and no manpower."

The commander laughed: "You yourself said Aung Soe Ling is the richest guy in all of northern Myanmar. If you kick him out, his money bag becomes your money bag, right? And those armed groups, every single one of them, after doing the flour business for so many years, surely not all of them are penniless?"

Company Commander Ma was stunned. To be honest, he felt that what the commander said made a lot of sense.

Seeing that the time was ripe, the commander continued, "Manpower isn't a problem either. Minlai was forced to make a fake phone call to Ang Suoling after we tied him up; he's definitely lost Ang Suoling's trust now. When you get back, find him and figure out a way to get that silly kid to obediently bring his troops and follow you around."

Think of a way...

That silly boy...

Upon hearing this, Company Commander Ma suddenly saw himself in his mind. Wasn't he the silly boy who obediently led his troops to eat with him, as the commander had mentioned?

The commander, exasperated, urged, "...After taking Dalalin, you'll have guns and money. Of course, you can't hide it in your belt like Angsorin did. Take it all out and distribute it! With that, you'll have no trouble finding people to join you later!"

At this point, the commander abruptly changed the subject, feigning anger, and said, "You've been saying you've been fighting for others in these mountains for over a decade. Now we're giving you a chance to fight for yourself, and you're already trying to settle scores with me?"

Company Commander Ma was persuaded.

After listening to their explanation, it seemed that taking over northern Myanmar wouldn't be too difficult.

Company Commander Ma put his hat back on, pressed the brim down hard, and replied, "Commander, I thought Officer Chen's silver tongue was impressive enough, but I didn't expect you to be even better. Alright, no need for further words. Do whatever you say. At worst, we'll have a scar on our necks, but we'll still be heroes eighteen years from now."

With the matter mostly settled and the atmosphere just right, the commander joked, "Company Commander Ma, do you believe it or not, if this kind of opportunity to conquer the world were open to all within the country, countless people would fight tooth and nail to go abroad? The allure of such a prestigious opportunity, enough to earn a place on one's family tree, would be irresistible to most people back in our hometown."

Company Commander Ma said helplessly, "Commander, a few years ago I was still able to send money home. At that time, the clan donated money to repair the ancestral hall, and I thought I would send more money. But guess what? The clan didn't accept it and returned the money to my wife, saying that I had brought shame to the ancestors and that they didn't want to take the money."

"Commander, if I can really get this done, clean up the telecom fraud, and eradicate the drug farms, I think... I think... even though I can't go back, my life will have been worthwhile."

The commander nodded and said in a deep voice, "Although you can't go home, your wife and children will be able to live with their heads held high back in their hometown. Don't you agree?"

After saying this, the commander turned slightly to the side and turned his gaze to the north.

Company Commander Ma pursed his lips, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed hard.

This time, he didn't stand tall and boast, nor did he bow and scrape. He simply stood up straight and looked directly at the policeman from his hometown for the first time.

The outdoor lights shone down from the trees, outlining Company Commander Ma's straight figure.

"Commander, you're painting a really big picture, fucking huge. But I'll take it!"

I like Policeman Chen Shu.