Rebirth of the Flying Era

Make the best of the situation. Without interests, it is difficult to talk about anything else.

But once there is a benefit, even if it is not a big benefit, there is still something to talk about.

This is 'sincerity'.

It's just that Du Fei's "sincerity" is very high, and it's a seam on both sides.

He told Pu Zhe here that the same thing would be brought up by Pu Zhe on his own initiative when he returned home.

When the time comes, Zhu's father will naturally think that it is Pu's father's intention. He is just afraid of being rejected and losing face, so he lets his son talk about it.

And given the current situation, it would definitely be great to be able to ease the relationship with Goose to a certain extent.

As for the big goose, I actually don’t want to push too hard.

It's just that this kind of thing cannot be accomplished overnight. It must be testing each other bit by bit.

Once it is implemented, it will most likely fall on Du and Pu.

In this way, even if there are any mistakes in the process, there will be more room for maneuver.

Besides, to say the least, even if Du Fei is not involved in this matter, there will be no loss for him.

To put it bluntly, this is just a stepping stone to get things done.

So that when Father Park thinks about it, he has some preset tendencies.

As for money, or the equipment provided by Du Fei.

One thing to say is that Silla in this era really doesn't care about those three melons and two dates.

In this era, in order to set an example and reflect the superiority of the system, Da Gou gave Silla a lot of conveniences.

This is why, five or three years later, Silla's position is more inclined to the big goose.

The goose really gave me too much.

Now is the period of rapid development of Silla. The degree of development and prosperity is not inferior to that of the East.

Nearly two hours passed.

The train gradually approached Pingyang and finally stopped on the platform.

Du Fei and others got off the car, and someone had already come to greet them in advance.

After a brief exchange of greetings, everyone walked out of the platform along the VIP aisle and got into several light blue Volga cars.

There are many Huaxia cars of this brand, but these cars should be new models, and Du Fei has never seen them in China.

He stretched out his hand to open the white gauze curtain on the car window and looked at the scene outside the window.

The roads in Pingyang are very wide and there are not many cars on them.

The buildings on both sides are high and low, and some of them are very modern in this era.

The road surface and the sidewalks on the side are very clean, and the faces of passers-by on the street are also filled with confident smiles, giving people an impression of prosperity.

Du Fei knew in his heart that such good days would come to an end in a dozen years at most.

There is no need to wait until 1991. In fact, the system of the Economic Cooperation Council had collapsed a few years ago...

Du Fei looked at the street scene outside, and his thoughts couldn't help but spread out.

It wasn't until the motorcade drove into a compound that he gathered his thoughts and got out of the car.

Pu Zhe had a quick conversation in Korean with a staff member nearby, and then came back and said: "There was something temporarily going on at my father's side. He originally wanted to have lunch with us, but I guess he won't be able to do it."

Du Fei was not too disappointed. As Park's father, even meeting them in person was only a courtesy and would not bring much practical significance.

And from Du Fei's point of view, everything he should and could do has been done.

Arriving in Pingyang is just a matter of waiting for the result, and there is very little room for maneuver.

It is better to be still than to move now, especially when facing a person of Park's level, let alone try to persuade or change the other person.

Next, after a brief lunch, Pu Zhe took Lin Tiansheng and Du Fei to visit Pingyang.

Park's father was not seen until night.

Back at the hotel, Du Fei and Lin Tiansheng sat down together.

Lin Tiansheng still looked calm and calm, probably because he had been deliberately imitating his father's habits over the years.

Du Fei wasn't in a hurry, he had already figured it out anyway, and now he could only wait for Pu's father's choice.

To put it bluntly, two or three thousand people can be dealt with in just one sentence. It all depends on whether he is willing to wade into this muddy water.

Du Fei took a sip of the fresh birch juice. It was ice cold and very refreshing.

Lin Tiansheng leaned on the sofa and spoke first: "Lao Du, what do you think Father Pu means today?"

Du Fei smiled: "What's the point? Something happened temporarily. I guess Lao Pu Zhe will report to his father face to face now~"

Lin Tiansheng sighed, stood up and went to the window to look out.

He knew full well that Du Fei's words just now were evasive.

To put it bluntly, Park's father didn't take the two juniors seriously.

If there is nothing to do, they can meet each other, but if there is anything else, they have to go back.

Not even if he is Lin Tiansheng.

On the other side, Du Fei's guess was indeed correct.

In a huge office, a middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples was writing quickly with a pen.

A young man wearing a gray tunic suit stood nearby.

Until a few minutes later, the middle-aged man put down his pen and looked up.

The middle-aged man looked tired, leaning on the high-backed chair, taking off his glasses and pinching the bridge of his nose with his hands.

He has also been paying close attention to the situation in Hokkaido recently.

Especially some time ago, Yamada Kenjiro led the guerrillas to launch an offensive against Zakang.

Although it was eventually repulsed, the impact of this incident was considerable.

No one can ignore their presence anymore.

At the same time, we have to re-examine the influence and determination of a certain big country.

Everyone knows how this sudden guerrilla emerged.

From personnel to equipment, it was all promoted by Du Fei.

Information about Du Fei and his 'Firefighting Equipment Company' also appeared on some people's desks for the first time.

However, Dufy's own position and stance are very vague.

The earliest ones were the Yingguo people in Xiangjiang.

Later, he contacted Bush and established a large-scale textile and clothing group.

Based on this, in the eyes of many American people, Du Fei was labeled as a conditional pro-American.

It is a goal that the minority should strive for and evolve.

But Park’s father didn’t see it that way.

In fact, when he learned that Du Fei was coming with Lin Tiansheng this time, he became very curious about Du Fei.

What kind of magical power does a young man from a commoner background, four years younger than his son, have soared to the amazing achievements he has today in just a few years?

After relieving his fatigue a little, Park's father regained his energy and asked, "How did they react this afternoon?"

Pu Zhe knew what his father was asking and replied: "Father, they are both calm and dignified."

Father Park nodded, not too surprised.

Lin Tiansheng had known for a long time that although the propaganda was a bit exaggerated, he was definitely not a fool.

After all, the genes are there.

As for Du Fei, it's strange that he could reach this point at such a young age without a city government.

Then he asked: "What do you think about their borrowing troops?"

Pu Zhe knew what he was doing and said calmly: "Father, I think there are both risks and benefits in this matter..."

What Pu Zhe said was quite satisfactory, but it was not what Pu Zhe wanted to hear. He said calmly: "That's all?"

Pu Zhe hesitated: "This...Father, I think although there are risks, it is an opportunity for us."

"Oh? Tell me~" Today, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip of water.

Pu Zhe said: "Father, why do you think Lin Tiansheng wants to go to Nanyang?"

Father Pu frowned and said, "Why do you think so?"

Pu Zhe shook his head and said, "Sorry, I can't guess at the moment, but I'm sure there must be a big reason here. You must know that he is the only son in the family."

This was recognized by Park's father, who nodded slowly.

Pu Zhe added: "And Du Fei, this person is very powerful and makes me feel unfathomable. He told me on the train this morning..."

Listening to Pu Zhe's rough retelling of Du Fei's words, Pu's father couldn't help but frown and fell into longer thinking.

It took a full three minutes to ask: "Did he really say that?"

Pu Zhe nodded and said: "Father, I don't think we can underestimate this matter. Since the feud with Dae, Hua Xia has been making constant moves and has been in private contact with the Meguo people. He has even opened textile and clothing factories in several cities. , according to existing information, as of January this year, at least 200,000 people were working in these factories. The cloth and garments they produce will be shipped directly to the ports of Los Angeles and San Francisco through trading companies in Xiangjiang..."

Park's father had no expression on his face. He knew this all along.

In fact, the conflict began in March last year.

He foresaw that Hua Xia might take a turn.

After all, there is a saying in Hua Xia, ‘If you don’t leave me here, I will leave you somewhere’.

He just didn't expect that the action and progress would be so fast, and that it would be different from the way he expected to break the ice.

Park's father originally expected that foreign teachers would take the lead.

Unexpectedly, the economy actually moved ahead of political governance, and this model has achieved quite good results.

Pu Zheze continued: "Father, although Big Goose is powerful, this is the East after all. We must adopt a more flexible attitude and maintain a closer relationship with Hua Xia..."

Park's father heard the implication of his son's words and looked over with a deep look.

Pu Zhe met his gaze and then lowered his head slightly.

Pu's father said in a deep voice: "You... want to go?"

Pu Zhe's eyes were focused, and he felt that Pu's father's eyes were like knives, as if he could see through everything about him.

"Yes~" Pu Zhe simply revealed his feelings.

Park's father didn't speak for a long time, and the atmosphere in the office was quiet and depressing.

Pu Zhe was very determined and did not appear restless.

Father Pu looked at him and said after a while: "Okay..."

Pu Zhe was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect his father to agree so easily.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Father Park.

Park's father was expressionless and said coldly: "But there is one condition to deal with that woman. I don't want to hear about you being with her again."

Pu Zhe's expression froze, he didn't expect that his father would exchange this matter.

How should he choose? Pu Zhe's brows knitted into a knot, but he didn't say a word of pleading.

He knew it was useless. His father just put him in a dilemma and made him make a heart-wrenching choice.

This is training him.

He still remembered his father's painful struggle during the most difficult time when he was fighting against the Meguo Japs when he was very young.

That's the price of being in this position.

Now, it's his turn.

Park's father did not urge him until two minutes later. Park Zhe took a deep breath and said, "Father, I understand. Don't worry, I will take care of it."

Park's father nodded, not worried about his son perfunctory him.

He knew this son, he should know what was important and what was important, and he should also know the significance of such a difficult decision.

After exiting the office, Pu Zhe couldn't help but take a deep breath.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.

Just half a year ago, here too, he vowed that Cheng Hui was the woman he must be with.

But in just half a year, he was about to break his promise.

"Maybe... I am such a heartless person~" Pu Zhe closed his eyes and whispered to himself.

When he finished speaking, he opened his eyes again. There was no wavering and pain in his eyes, only determination and indifference remained...

The next day, Du Fei and Lin Tiansheng still didn't see Pu's father.

According to Pu Zhe, there was an accident at a chemical plant, which seemed quite serious.

In fact, it was just an excuse, and Du Fei and Lin Tiansheng didn't get to the bottom of it.

Pu Zhe was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Old Lin, brother Du, don't worry, we have some clues about our borrowing troops, and there will be a formal reply soon."

In fact, Park's father had already decided last night, but this kind of thing still had to be postponed to appear prudent and serious.

Du Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Pu Zhe must be right to say this.

Lin Tiansheng's eyes also lit up.

Pu Zhe suggested again: "The color of fox fur is the best this season. How about it? Are you interested in hunting a few?"

Du Fei was fine. Lin Tiansheng waved his hand and said, "Forget about hunting, why not find a place to make a sand table."

As he spoke, he looked at Pu Zhe, as if to say, what's the point of hunting foxes? Isn't it interesting to study war?

Pu Zhe's eyes lit up, this suggestion was exactly what he wanted.

Although Park's father did not explicitly say yesterday that he agreed to go to Nanyang with Lin Tiansheng and Du Fei, he had given conditions in disguise from the moment he proposed to deal with the relationship with Cheng Hui, forcing him to make a choice.

Now that Park Zhe is selected, he will naturally obtain the corresponding rights.

As for the safety issue, Park's father is not worried at all. Lin Tiansheng can go, so does his son.

And in his opinion, if he takes this opportunity to practice, it will definitely be of great benefit to Pu Zhe's future.

Pu Zhe immediately ordered people to bring things to make a sand table and found a map of Kalimantan.

It's a pity that he had no preparation in advance here, only a simple topographic map.

It was Du Fei's opportunity to borrow his room and take out a very detailed map of Kalimantan from his pocket.

This picture was originally taken from Jiang Dingsheng.

Jiang Dingsheng captured Pontianak and snatched a serious military-grade map from the defender's headquarters.

When Lin Tiansheng saw it, he immediately felt like he had found a treasure. He quickly made a rough outline on the sand table according to the contour lines marked on the map.

Judging from his movements, he must have done a lot of sandboxing.

He must be reliving the battles his father fought back then.

According to Du Fei's description, small red and blue flags were used to represent Jiang Dingsheng and Tut's troops...

After roughly finishing the sand table, the three of them started to look at it carefully.

Lin Tiansheng frowned directly, as if he saw something.

Pu Zhe also had a family background and received special training since childhood, and he soon saw the clues.

Only Du Fei is a layman.

He could understand the sandbox map, but couldn't see anything wrong with it.

Fortunately, he could keep his composure. Since he encountered a blind spot in knowledge, he simply closed his mouth and listened with his ears.

Sure enough, after a moment, Lin Tiansheng glanced at Pu Zhe and said in a deep voice: "Old Pu, have you noticed it too?"

Pu Zhe looked at Du Yufei seriously: "If Brother Du says there is not much difference in the deployment of these troops, the situation over there is not very optimistic, and we must speed up."

Lin Tiansheng said: "The most important thing is to build confidence among the comrades over there, and there must be no signs of capitulationism."

He said and looked at Du Fei: "Old Du, please contact the comrades over there as soon as possible and tell them that reinforcements have been sent and they must hold on!"

Du Fei nodded seriously.

Lin Tiansheng looked at Pu Zhe again: "Old Pu, the situation is urgent. How many days can you pull someone out at the earliest?"

Pu Zhe didn't make any secrets, and said straightforwardly: "It's easy to say, two or three thousand people can leave at any time." As he said this, he also looked at Du Fei: "The problem is the equipment. If the equipment can't keep up, I will fill in these people." I’m afraid that it will be a drop in the bucket. Besides...we are going and we must not lose the first battle."

Du Fei knew it well and had made preparations before coming. He immediately said: "There must be no problem with the equipment. The first batch of fifteen tanks can be loaded on the ship in three days at most. The others should have arrived in the South China Sea by now."

In fact, all these equipment, except those tanks, were all purchased by Jiang Dingsheng before.

I just didn't expect that the battlefield situation changed too quickly, and I suffered a big loss on the front line before the equipment arrived.

Du Fei reminded: "Brother Park, pick some good tank drivers here. When we get there, we'll give those monkeys a hard blow."

Pu Zhe vowed: "Brother Du, don't worry, our tank crew will definitely have no problem driving the Type 59."

Du Fei chuckled: "It's not Type 59."

Pu Zhe was stunned and couldn't help but blink his glasses and look at Lin Tiansheng.

If it’s not the Type 59, what other tanks does Huaxia have?

Du Fei didn't give in. "Brother Park still remembers that we captured two Goose T62 tanks on Zhenbao Island last year."

Pu Zhe nodded, how could he forget such a big thing.

Du Fei added: "Yesterday on the train, I told you that I have a tractor factory~"

Pu Zhe nodded again.

Du Fei said hey: "It happens that my tractor factory can also produce tanks. Brother Lin also helped me get a T62..."

Lin Tiansheng's eyes moved and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Thinking of that time, there was almost a misunderstanding because of this tank.

Du Fei continued: "I followed suit and built a 'Firefighting No. 1' tank."

Pu Zhe suddenly remembered that such a thing really happened.

When he first heard about it, he didn't take it seriously.

Although it is admitted that Hua Xia has strong scientific research capabilities and has successfully developed missiles and nuclear bombs, is it too exaggerated to copy the T62 in such a short time?

But if it weren't for Du Fei, he wouldn't be so foolish as to brag.

Whether it's a mule or a horse, you'll be able to see it in a few days. If you brag about it, the cowhide will be broken when you poke it.

Fortunately, there is no essential difference between the T62 and Silla's T55 or Huaxia's Type 59 tanks. A skilled tanker can get started with a little adaptation...

Three days later, Du Fei and Lin Tiansheng returned to the capital.

Yesterday, Pu Zhe's side finally confirmed that a total of 3,500 people were sent.

I went through the process and joined a security company registered in Yindi as an individual.

Then go to Kalimantan in the name of work dispatch.

There is a legal labor contract in this process, and people and weapons are separated.

At the moment, Pontianak is still in Jiang Dingsheng's hands.

When they arrived at the port, they immediately rearmed and reorganized.

As for the command authority, according to the previously agreed joint command, Lin is the chief and Park is the deputy.

It was already evening when we returned to the capital.

It was already dark.

The route back is basically the same as when we went there. Take a train in Silla and then transfer to a plane back home.

It took a total of eight hours.

After getting off the plane, the two went home to report the situation.

As soon as Lin Tiansheng got off the plane, he was thinking about what to tell his dad on the phone when he got home, but he didn't expect that he was shocked as soon as he walked in the door.

I saw his father sitting with a serious face, and his mother was wiping tears next to him.

He was stunned for a moment, then called out "Dad" and hurriedly came to his mother's side.

You don't need to think about it to know why his mother is crying, and she feels a little guilty.

"My son!"

When Mother Lin saw her son, she cried even louder.

Lin Tiansheng was a little helpless. His mother's doting on him sometimes seemed too much even to him.

But there is no other way, who would let it be his mother~

Even if there are more, it’s still his mother.

"Mom~ stop crying, what are you doing~" Lin Tiansheng advised.

Mother Lin choked up and said, "My silly child, what kind of place is Nanyang? It's full of savages and primeval forests. Why should we go there?" After saying that, she gave Father Lin a hard look.

Lin Tiansheng smiled bitterly: "Mom, I'm already twenty-five, I can't stay with you and my dad forever~ Besides, Nanyang is not as evil as you said..."

Ba la la la said a lot.

Mother Lin frowned, pulled her son and said, "Tell me the truth, you really want to go on your own, didn't your father force you?"

Lin Tiansheng looked at his father with a wry smile.

Mother Lin immediately pulled him: "Look what he is doing. Mom is here. If your dad really forces you, mom will fight with him!"

Lin Tiansheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Mom, I really want to exercise myself. You said it last time when you met my Aunt Li, and you praised their family Yuan Chao to the sky. Do you think your own son is not as good as Li Yuan Chao? "

Mother Lin finally stopped crying when she mentioned this.

Lin Tiansheng couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "Mom, you go upstairs first. I have something to report to my father."

After finally sending Mother Lin up, Father Lin, who had been silent the whole time, finally spoke.

The words were concise and to the point, getting to the point: "After going to Nanyang, how are you going to fight?"

Lin Tiansheng subconsciously stood upright and said in a deep voice: "Due to the lack of first-hand information and the current situation, I have prepared three plans. It will depend on the situation after passing..."

As he spoke, he took out a stack of thick manuscript papers from the briefcase he brought back with him.

It is filled with handwriting as sharp as a knife, and there are many schematic diagrams.

Father Lin took it over and looked through it carefully. It took half an hour before he closed the notebook.