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The east was fading, and a faint morning glow appeared on the horizon.

A new day begins.

Inside the military building.

In stark contrast to the tranquility of the outside world, every place is filled with an atmosphere of tension and concentration.

In the brightly lit corridor, footsteps were light but firm. Behind each door was a busy figure. Young Master Chu was sitting in his office, his desk piled with the latest reports from the Military Intelligence Department on the South Korean mutiny.

The strong tea beside him had already cooled down. Young Master Chu rubbed his tired brows and slightly relaxed his stiff body.

The morning light gradually became stronger, shining into the room through the window, illuminating every corner.

After eating the breakfast brought by Wu Qingzhu, Young Master Chu moved his body and stretched comfortably.

He raised his wrist, looked at the time, then picked up the documents on the desk and walked out of the office.

When he entered the conference room, several military leaders had already arrived and sat in their respective seats.

As Young Master Chu stepped in, the door of the conference room was slowly closed by the guards with a dull sound, isolating all the noise and interference from the outside world, filling the entire conference room with a serious and solemn atmosphere.

Young Master Chu walked to his seat, pulled out a chair, sat down, and placed the document in his hand steadily on the table. His expression was serious:

"Everyone, I believe you all have heard about the South Korean mutiny and the news that its leader, Jin Zejun, fled to our country overnight."

Young Master Chu's voice was deep and powerful, echoing in the conference room.

"After one night, the rebels led by South Korean leader Lee Byung-chan have successfully taken control of the situation in the capital."

Young Master Chu paused, stood up, walked to the huge display screen in the conference room and saw the military map of the Korean Peninsula. He pointed to the capital city and continued:

"According to the latest intelligence, the rebels gathered in the capital include the 34st Division that launched the mutiny, the nd, th, th, th, th, and th Divisions that retreated from the Han River defense line, two artillery brigades, and some auxiliary forces, totaling about people."

"In addition, the remaining three divisions on the Western Front have joined forces with the Eastern Front Corps commanded by Bradley of the Second Division of the Eagle Sauce Army."

"Mr. Chu."

Navy Commander Yan Jinsheng followed Master Chu's finger to the east line, put down the teacup in his hand, and suddenly interrupted to ask, "Did the coalition forces on the east line publicly express support for Li Bingcan in the capital?"

"Not yet."

Young Master Chu shook his head slightly and continued, "After all, the coalition forces are commanded by Bradley. As an eagle-like general, he probably wouldn't have the guts to wade into this muddy water without the Pentagon's order.

Furthermore, I have also informed the Third Generation to have the North Korean Eastern Front Corps and our Air Force closely monitor the actions of the opposing coalition forces and report any unusual movements to me immediately."

Young Master Chu pointed his finger at the capital again:

"Two North Korean corps have crossed the Han River overnight, and two more corps will cross the Han River today. If nothing unexpected happens, they will encircle the 110,000 South Korean rebels in the capital by tonight."

After Young Master Chu finished speaking, he returned to his seat, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, put it down, cleared his throat, and continued:

“Last night, my special envoy from the Military Intelligence Department, who flew to the capital overnight, had a secret meeting with Li Bingcan.

According to his report, Li Bingcan was very respectful to our Daxia and hoped that we could recognize its leadership in South Korea... and sincerely invited Daxia to host a peace conference between the two countries to end the dispute as soon as possible.

Jin Zejun, who fled to our country, also extended a sincere invitation to me when he met me last night, hoping that our country would uphold justice and send troops to help him quell the rebellion. "

Young Master Chu looked around, as if assessing everyone's expressions and reactions.

Everyone in the conference room fell into deep thought, digesting the information he provided and thinking about strategies that would benefit Daxia.

"This is the latest military analysis report that the Military Intelligence Department and the General Staff Department rushed out overnight. You can take a look."

As Young Master Chu spoke, he handed the document he brought with him first to Chief Zhao Zhigang who was sitting at the first seat, and then passed it to the others along the round table.

The document details various analyses and forecasts of the current situation, including risk assessments of different courses of action and possible outcomes.

The military leaders took the documents one by one and began to study them carefully. Everyone's brows were furrowed, and they were weighing the pros and cons in their minds.

"Snapped!"

As Zhao Zhigang picked up the lighter on the table and lit a cigarette, everyone in the room seemed to take out cigarettes from their pockets at the same time.

The smell of tobacco gradually permeated the air in the conference room. As the smoke lingered, a subtle silence enveloped the entire space.

Young Master Chu exhaled a puff of smoke, narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at everyone present.

The bigwigs in the conference room either lowered their heads in thought or exchanged glances with each other. The occasional cough or the sound of paper rubbing against each other became the only sounds that broke the silence.

After flicking off the ash, Young Master Chu looked out the window. The sun was rising and shining brightly.

"The capital city is densely populated with tall buildings and has a population of nearly ten million. The enemy army also has the advantage of terrain and is fighting on its own soil... I do not agree with sending our elite troops of Daxia into this city siege that is destined to become a meat grinder."

Zhao Zhigang took a deep breath, extinguished the cigarette, put down the report in his hand, and spoke first, with a gleam in his eyes:

“From ancient times to the present, siege warfare is a battle where you kill one thousand enemies but lose eight hundred of your own.

The city has a large number of residents and a dense population, and it is impossible for us to deploy heavy weapons for large-scale bombing, which means that street fighting is almost inevitable.

In this case, the rebels' resistance is likely to be very tenacious, because in their eyes, we are invaders and they are fighting for their homeland.

Its combat effectiveness is often greatly improved than usual.

Our Daxia soldiers not only have to face well-equipped enemies, but also have to be careful to avoid harming innocent civilians. This is a great test for the soldiers' psychology and physical strength."

“I agree with the Minister’s point of view.”

Air Force Commander Zhang Guojin slowly exhaled the smoke from his mouth and continued, "In the siege war, the support provided by our Great Xia Air Force to the Army will be very limited... I think, since Li Bingcan is also respectful to our Great Xia, why can't we support him?

Anyway, for us in Daxia, it doesn’t matter who is the leader of South Korea, as long as he can rely on us and be an obedient and loyal dog.

There is absolutely no need for us in Daxia to focus our efforts on the Bangzi Peninsula. This is totally inconsistent with our original idea.”