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The setting sun is blood-red, and the sunset glow fills the sky.

After seeing Mu Zairong off, Wu Qingzhu pushed the door and walked into the office.

Looking up, I saw Young Master Chu standing in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window with his back to the door.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his tall body, forming a golden halo, making him look mysterious and lonely.

His lips were tightly closed, and a cigarette was held in his hand. Smoke was rising slowly, and the air was filled with a faint smell of tobacco.

After a moment, Young Master Chu seemed to sense something, slowly turned around, looked at Wu Qingzhu, and ordered:

"Qingzhu, from now on, the communication with Mu Zairong will be left to you."

Wu Qingzhu nodded slowly, his eyes twinkling, and asked, "Boss Chu, you now support exports to South Korea almost unlimitedly, so the pressure on North Korea is huge, right?"

Young Master Chu took a puff of his cigarette, hummed lightly, then turned back to his desk, pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and then slowly sat down in the large and comfortable office chair, leaning back slightly, folding his hands in front of his abdomen, his eyes deep and sharp.

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually disappeared, and the lights in the room lit up in time, illuminating the entire room with soft light.

Young Master Chu spoke again, "As for the North Korean side, you must keep in close contact with Minister Jin and keep abreast of their needs. If there is any assistance needed, you can ask for it without hesitation... Tell her that Daxia will continue to fully support them as always."

"Ok."

Wu Qingzhu's eyes flashed with a shrewd light, and his thoughts turned as fast as lightning. After a moment, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile of understanding: "So that's it, you want to subsidize North Korea by collecting tolls from South Korea..."

"Yes."

Young Master Chu raised his eyebrows, a smug look on his face: "After this battle, I want to completely control South Korea's economy."

……

A week passed by quickly like flowing water.

Under the control of Young Master Chu, the smoke of war on the Korean Peninsula was raging, with both sides fighting back and forth on the east and west fronts.

On the western front, although South Korea’s Han River defense line was on the verge of collapse several times, it finally held on tenaciously after timely replenishment with five newly formed divisions, preventing North Korea from achieving its strategic intention of encircling the capital.

After receiving reinforcements from five divisions, the Eastern Front Allied Forces once again launched a fierce attack on the North Korean defenders.

After two days of continuous attacks day and night, South Korea finally forced the North Korean defenders, who had lost half of their troops, to retreat 30 kilometers, at the cost of three divisions withdrawing from the battle sequence, and built a new line of defense with a corps of reinforcements.

In the brightly lit office, Young Master Chu stood in front of a huge display screen, his eyes fixed on the real-time scrolling high-definition satellite images of both sides of the Korean Peninsula. He stroked his chin with his left hand and listened attentively to Wu Qingzhu's report.

"Boss Chu, at present, the battle lines on the east and west have almost been leveled, and the two sides have reached a stalemate."

Wu Qingzhu stood beside Young Master Chu, holding a tablet computer with the latest battle overview and data analysis displayed on the screen. He reported in a calm tone:

"As of 8 a.m., according to the latest statistics we have obtained, North Korea has lost 100,000 troops in ten days of fighting.

The coalition suffered greater losses, with South Korea losing about 800 men and the Second Division of the Eagle Army losing about men.

In addition, due to the huge casualties of both countries, South Korea and China once again began to mobilize their troops.

North Korea is preparing to add two more corps, and South Korea is planning to recruit 10 new divisions.

Young Master Chu nodded and asked, "What about supplies?"

"In addition to food, fuel and medicine, North Korea's demands mainly include heavy artillery and tanks."

Wu Qingzhu touched the tablet with his finger and continued, "The Second Star Group is currently mainly purchasing food, daily necessities, and fuel from our country. It has not purchased any weapons or ammunition..."

Young Master Chu listened quietly to Wu Qingzhu's report. As the information came in, the expression on his handsome face gradually became complicated.

From the initial calmness, he slowly transitioned to a slight frown, until finally, his eyebrows were deeply twisted, and a gleam of surprise and thought flashed in his eyes.

He stopped staring at the map on the screen and turned to Wu Qingzhu, asking with a probing look in his eyes.

"You said South Korea didn't buy a single weapon or a ton of steel?"

"Yes."

Wu Qingzhu nodded, looking serious, and added: "I haven't even bought any medicine."

"Given the intensity of the battlefield and South Korea's continuous military expansion, how could their limited domestic production capacity support the fierce battle of a million-strong army?"

Young Master Chu pondered for a moment, drawing invisible circles in the air with his fingers, as if he was sorting out his thoughts.

"It seems that things are not as simple as they seem," he whispered to himself, then raised his head with a gleaming gaze: "Order satellites to monitor the waters around Bangzi 24 hours a day, and the navy to increase patrols..."

……

Late at night, the moonlight was clear, the sea breeze was cool, and silence enveloped the vast waters forty nautical miles southeast of Busan.

A patrol fleet consisting of a Type 052D missile destroyer "Changshi" and a Type 054A frigate "Zhoushan" is shuttling back and forth at a steady speed of 15 knots, carrying out a blockade mission.

The ships were barely visible in the night, with only the occasional flash of radar signals revealing their presence.

Captain Chen Haoyu sat in the command room of the "Changshi", his eyes sparkling as he stared at the intricate control panel and display screen in front of him.

Although it was already late at night, Chen Haoyu was still in high spirits. His upright figure and focused expression revealed the determination and courage of a senior naval officer of Daxia.

"Zhoushan", keep in formation, we are about to reach the designated patrol area." Chen Haoyu's voice came through the intercom clearly.

Just as the fleet was advancing step by step, suddenly, multiple abnormal signals jumped on the radar screen, breaking the tranquility.

"Report, the radar detected multiple suspicious signal sources, located at about 30 degrees east-southeast, about 20 nautical miles away from us. Preliminary judgment is that it is a cluster of small and medium-sized ships, moving in the direction of Fushan Port." The radar operator's voice was a little nervous, but he still maintained the necessary calm in the emergency.

"Adjust course immediately and head for the interception."

A stern look flashed across Chen Haoyu's brows, and he quickly analyzed various possibilities in his mind.

First of all, it denies the possibility that a hostile force is declaring war on Daxia. So, what is their purpose?

Thinking of the telegram sent from headquarters in the afternoon, Chen Haoyu immediately took the intercom and gave a firm order:

"Zhoushan, this is Changshi. We have discovered an unidentified fleet approaching our blockade. We are preparing to intercept it. Please adjust your course, follow my movements, and prepare to launch an operation."

Putting down the intercom, Chen Haoyu quickly assigned tasks to ensure that each department could respond quickly:

"Attention all personnel, first level combat alert, weapon system warm-up, radar continuous tracking, communications team maintain real-time contact with headquarters and Zhoushan."

As the warning sounded, the atmosphere on the ship suddenly became tense. The entire ship's combat crew, like a precision machine, began to operate at high speed, and all departments quickly took their positions and entered a state of combat readiness.