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The Foreign Minister left the office with a serious look on his face.

Jin Zejun's anger eased a little, frowned and walked back to his desk, picked up the tea and took a sip, raised his eyes to look at Li Bingcan, and asked: "Has Park Zhicheng been found?"

Li Bingcan lowered his head and asked, "According to the information we have received so far, Park Ji-sung has been killed in the first round of fire from North Korea."

"This bastard got a bargain."

Jin Zejun said angrily, his fists clenched, as if he was still angry and regretful about what happened before.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and looked around with a serious expression: "The capital is the capital of South Korea. We must defend it, and the troops on the southern front must be dispatched immediately to reinforce..."

"Your Excellency the Commander!"

Li Bingcan's face condensed, and he stepped forward and persuaded:

"The capital is too close to the front line. The northern army will soon be at the gates of the city, and it will take some time for the southern troops to gather and deploy..."

Jin Zejun frowned, his eyes cold: "Are you advising me to run away?"

"It's not escaping, it's moving the capital!"

Li Bingcan quickly corrected: "The purpose of moving the capital is to avoid unnecessary losses, preserve strength, and also to better command the overall situation.

Although the capital is important, its value will be greatly reduced if it becomes a battlefield. We can effectively dispatch troops from various places and coordinate resources in a safer position to resist the attack from North Korea. "

"Your Excellency, I think Defense Minister Li is right."

Seeing Jin Zejun silent, a cabinet member suddenly spoke up:

"The capital is the most important part of South Korea, with tens of millions of people and more than half of the country's economic output. If it becomes a battlefield, South Korea's decades of hard work will be reduced to ruins, and the economic losses will be incalculable. Relocating the capital can minimize the casualties of innocent civilians and protect the fundamental interests of the country."

"Right! Rather than fighting to the death with the North Koreans here, it is better to retreat south to Axe Mountain."

"Well said! South Korea's economy is far superior to North Korea's, and its population is more than double theirs. As long as the cabinet moves out, everyone works together and integrates resources, we will be able to counterattack soon."

"It makes sense!"

"..."

For a moment, the other cabinet members seemed to have discussed it beforehand and spoke out in support of Li Bingcan's suggestion.

Jin Zejun's face was unpredictable. He knew very well in his heart that although these people said they were righteous and serving the country and the people, the most fundamental reason was that they were afraid of death, or in other words, the chaebols behind them were afraid that the destruction of the capital would directly shake their own foundations.

Anyway, if the sky falls, I, the commander-in-chief, will support it, and it has nothing to do with them.

He sighed deeply, knowing that he couldn't change these people's minds, but he didn't want to be a scapegoat, and didn't know how to make a decision for a moment.

The meeting room fell into a brief silence, and the cabinet members looked at Jin Zejun eagerly...

"Let me think about this."

After pondering for a while, Jin Zejun chose his words carefully and said:

"Although moving the capital is a solution, we should wait and see the results of the meeting between the Foreign Minister and the Eagle Sauce Ambassador before making a decision..."

"Dong dong dong..."

There was a rapid knock on the door, and then a secretary pushed the door open in a panic: "Your Excellency, the mayor of the capital city just called to report that the defeated soldiers from the north have entered the city.

The people in the city have already started to flee southward with their families, and all roads out of the city are congested. They requested the military to send people to clear the way. "

"Li Bingcan, dispatch the military police from the Ministry of National Defense."

Jin Zejun's eyes became colder and colder: "We must stop the defeated soldiers from entering the city."

Then, his expression eased: "As for the people leaving the city, send people to organize an orderly retreat."

"Yes!"

Li Bingcan replied solemnly: "Commander, I will go and organize the personnel right away." He turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait." Jin Zejun stopped him, "This matter is of great importance. I need you to personally preside over it. Whether we fight or retreat, we must not let the defeated soldiers enter the city."

"understand!"

Li Bingcan nodded heavily.

Whether in ancient times or now, the appearance of defeated soldiers will only cause greater panic and chaos, which everyone present is very clear about.

No one expressed any objection to Jin Zejun's decision.

Jin Zejun looked at Li Bingcan's departing figure, feeling mixed emotions in his heart, a trace of fatigue flashed in his eyes, and he waved his hand weakly to the remaining cabinet members: "You go out and organize the preparations for moving the capital first."

The cabinet members looked delighted, nodded one after another, and then left the meeting room one after another.

Jin Zejun stayed alone in the room, sitting at his desk, his hands supporting his forehead, deep in thought...

After a while, he sighed, picked up the phone on the desk and dialed a number.

"President Mu, I need you to contact Daxia officials urgently..."

"Your Excellency, the airspace has been blocked by Daxia. Even if I want to, I can't do anything!"

On the other end of the phone, Mu Zairong from Erxing Group sounded somewhat helpless.

"President Mu, I know you have a way to fly to Daxia."

Jin Zejun frowned and said, "The capital city is in danger now. President Mu doesn't want it to fall into the hands of those beggars in North Korea."

Mu Zairong was silent for a few seconds, then slowly said, "Sir, I can promise you. But I think you can see that what is happening now is not accidental... So, I can't guarantee whether the result will be what you want."

"Everything depends on human effort. I believe in President Mu's ability."

Jin Zejun said calmly: "After all, the foundation of the Two Star Group is in the capital. If the capital encounters war..."

"Okay, I'll go to Daxia."

Mu Zaiyong said in a low voice: "But I need to know your bottom line..."

"My bottom line is..."

Jin Zejun finished speaking slowly and hung up the phone.