After the rain, the moon is sparse and the air is moist and warm.

The moonlight shines through the carved window lattice and dapples on the red lacquer table, and an inkstone of thick ink is waiting for the owner's brushstrokes.

A landscape painting hangs on the wall, and the splash-ink painting reveals a bit of indifference and calmness beyond officialdom.

However, the owner at this time was looking out the window, his brows furrowed from time to time, as if there were countless threads entangled in his heart that he couldn't pull away or clear out.

It made him unable to find the right path.

laugh!

The match gave off a bright flame, lighting the smoke in his hand.

The firelight instantly illuminated his cheek.

The years have carved ravine-like wrinkles on his face, but these marks do not seem to diminish the brilliance in his eyes.

His eyes are deep and bright, as if they can see into people's hearts and shine with the light of wisdom.

At this moment, the old man gently flicked his wrist, pursed his lips slightly, and showed a gentle smile in his eyes, kind and calm.

Bar chi

The fireworks were shining, and there were only a few sparks in the whole room.

The smoke soared in the black, and the gray smoke seemed to be woven into a map of mountains and rivers in front of the old man's eyes. Rivers, mountains, lakes, oceans...

My thoughts also change with the smoke, scene after scene, scene after scene.

The fireworks finally burned to the end, the smoke finally dissipated, and the old man's eyes became clear.

snap

The lamp on the table turned on, and the old man looked down at the two reports on the table.

These are reports of two different attitudes.

Different attitudes towards the Annan War.

One is the prevailing attitude at present, which believes that we should stick to the original strategy, fully support the other party, strive for revolutionary friendship, and ensure geopolitical security.

In this case, the country needs to support the opponent free of charge to ensure the final victory.

At the same time, they also have sufficient evidence, that is, the United States on the opposite side is very powerful, and its combat effectiveness is only stronger than that of more than ten years ago, but Bei'an's military strength is not as good as theirs.

Comparing the two situations, if you want to win, you need more assistance.

Even at critical moments, it might not be a bad idea to provide another support.

The other one only appeared recently. They believe that simple help is not advisable, fear of power rather than morality, and national security cannot be guarded by conscience.

They are equally convinced of victory.

However, they emphasize more on achieving long-term victory through flexible tactics.

However, they are more concerned about the situation after the war.

It also revealed some things they had never thought of.

The two statements sparked debate among the upper echelons, each had its supporters, and were finally brought to his desk.

His eyes glanced back and forth between the two reports, and finally landed on the latter one.

He reached out to pick it up, opened it gently, and looked solemnly.

Don't worry about winning, think about defeat first.

This is the attitude a general should have.

The views put forward in this report may seem outrageous, but they are not necessarily impossible.

This reminded him of an interesting incident many years ago.

At that time, the big brother of the alliance, as the patriarch of four generations living under the same roof, was in charge of a group of brothers and children below.

At that time, hello, me and everyone were happy, united and friendly.

But in this environment, one student listed Country C as an imaginary enemy in his graduation report.

At that time, he said something in his report.

There is a powerful country around us. Even if this military power has no intention of taking action, in fact, a potential threat has already been posed.

The initiative whether to take action or not is not in one's hands. It is passive and will be beaten.

This student's report aroused the "hostility" of many people at the time, who considered him to be deviant and ignored him.

But now, the facts are just as he said. The old man has passed away, and each one is fighting for his own good. It is inevitable to separate the family and live alone, and the conflicts between the brothers are also intensifying.

Homeland defense is imperative.

His eyes fell on the report again, and after reading it carefully, he found that the content of the report was eighty percent similar to that of this student.

They all treat their current ‘brothers’ as imaginary enemies.

Perhaps, this is country D.

Based on the current situation, under the premise that countries A, B, and C cannot afford large-scale conflicts, it seems reasonable for country D to become a pawn and provoke a local war.

This is a restless master.

After gently closing the report, the old man picked up the cigarette at hand again, took out the match, and lit it gently.

While thinking, he exhaled a breath of thick air.

At this moment, he already had the answer in his heart.

After smoking a cigarette, the old man finally picked up the brush on the inkstone, lightly dipped it in the thick ink, sipped the tip of the pen on the inkstone, and finally stayed in mid-air.

Finally, I picked up the first report, right on the home page, and put pen to paper.

'National interests, national interests, are higher than ideological beliefs.'

The pen falls and the words are completed.

"Xiao Zhang!"

Calling softly, the guard at the door walked in, "Chief!"

"Give them this report and ask them to calm down and stop making a joke."

"yes!"

Xiao Zhang immediately took the report with both hands and turned to leave.

"By the way, I would like to ask that the contents of the report are not allowed to be leaked."

"Don't involve anyone else."

"yes!"

laugh!

The match lit the cigarette again, and the old man picked up the remaining report and flipped through it as if tasting delicious food, his wise eyes shining with joy.

...

Early morning, No. 1 Machinery Department.

Mr. Huang was sitting at the top, holding a cold enamel jar in his hand. Mr. Xia and Mr. Sun were sitting next to him.

"I said you two came here very early in the morning to put poison."

"A leek and a green onion, how can one survive?"

Mr. Huang asked nonchalantly, Mr. Xia and Mr. Xia looked at each other and smiled bitterly in unison.

"What's going on?"

Seeing that it was rare for the two of them to show such an attitude, Huang Lao also stopped joking and asked immediately.

Mr. Xia coughed lightly, and then said, "I received a call from Liu Huaimin last night."

"Huai Min? What happened to their machinery factory?"

Huang Lao's spirit was shaken.

Everyone is aware of the relationship between the machinery factory and Lao Xia, and usually communicates any internal information in a timely manner.

The two sides have broken bones and connected tendons, so they have a good relationship.

Mr. Xia continued, "Huai Min said that their Yanzhou branch will be established, and the scale of the factory may need to be expanded again, and they need to recruit people."

"Recruiting? Then let's do it."

"The most indispensable thing in Sijiu City now is people."

"Besides, this machine shop hired a lot of people last time. Just come as usual this time."

Mr. Huang didn't take it seriously, and just tell Mr. Chen about this kind of thing. There is no need to find them.

Mr. Xia and Mr. Sun looked at each other, and then Mr. Sun said, "The people they are recruiting this time are not workers. What they want is workers."

"What do you mean?"
To be continued...