The next day, Ba'ang's chief of staff arrived in Wangl by plane and met Lao Mo in person in the Northwest Military Region. However, because the two of them were talking about were full of betrayals and conspiracies, there was no one to accompany him during the meal, and even the guards stood at the door.

At the dinner table, the two of them exchanged cups and greeted for a while, and the Chief of Staff went straight to the point and said, "General, there are no outsiders in this room, I will just say a few heartfelt words."

"Say, say." Lao Mo nodded.

“…What is the ultimate demand of the Northwest Military Region?”

"Transportation line." Lao Mo pointed at the Chief of Staff without hesitation with chopsticks: "You have earned too much, only six or seven years. You have received two more military expenditures in a military region. Should you also give up the local area? Politics emphasizes balance, not the only one person can dominate it."

"Yes." The Chief of Staff nodded.

"It's not that we are targeting you." Lao Mo said in a concise way while eating seafood: "You said, do I have a bad relationship with Baang? Then every time I drink, I sing a Huangmei opera for him... We are friends, and he had spoken about my re-election."

“Yes, yes.”

"But friends also have difficulties with friends. I am from General Staff of Wu. Of course, I have to say what the Wu family wants to do." Lao Mo added again: "Oh, the higher you go, you can understand the meaning of the four words "I can't help myself."

The Chief of Staff thought for a while and suddenly asked: "Do you think Sanxin is sure to pull up the transportation line again?"

Lao Mo is silent.

"Shen Tianze has a big relationship in North J. Although something happened to Myanmar D, it was not affected in the country." The chief of staff said seriously: "The Northwest Military Region sent troops not only to attack the border J., but also wanted to make the southern mountains of Myitkyina full of new tombs. Shen Tianze was not a little glove. He was angry and he had to take revenge."

Lao Mo still didn't answer the conversation.

"The relationship between North J is restrained by Sanxin, and the end point is to face x. Shen Tianze says hello to make things difficult for you. The new transportation line is not so easy to pull up." The Chief of Staff turned his head and looked at Lao Mo: "He doesn't have to suppress you and never get up. As long as you make it difficult for you for three years... How much profit will the Northwest Military Region lose?! Although I have never seen Zhang Yongzuo, I know a little about his status. This person has some energy in Xian, but he is nothing in Myanmar? Can he compete with Shen Tianze?"

Lao Mo picked up the red wine glass: "Shen Tianze just arrived in Myanmar, didn't he just have a good mouth? If it weren't for you to support him, he would be a big deal."

"No, Shen Tianze first had the relationship with Beij, and we decided to help him." The Chief of Staff waved his hand to interrupt.

Lao Mo drank wine and didn't say anything.

"General Ba'ang said that as long as the ceasefire is now, we will share half of the profits generated by the side of the country. At the same time, we can take the initiative to submit a joint garrison report to the military, allowing the Northwest Military Region to assist in garrisoning in Myitkyina area." The chief of staff whispered: "General, we have given up all the territory. Is this condition sincere enough?"

Lao Mo's mouth twitched after hearing the voice.

"If you don't talk, keep doing it, we don't have the power to fight back." The Chief of Staff raised his glass and said, "I've said that, I hope the general will think twice."

Lao Mo thought for a while and intervened and replied: "General Staff Wu wants Ba'ang to march into W. This is his political layout, and I can't control it."

"As long as the Northwest Military Region is willing to persuade General Staff Wu, someone from above will say something to my general." The Chief of Staff held a wine glass and responded neatly: "To put it bluntly, he is at his age. How many years can he do if you let him be re-elected?"

Lao Mo blinked: "Come on, take a sip."

...

About half an hour later.

After the Chief of Staff left the hotel, he immediately called Baan.

"What did Lao Mo say?"

"There is no positive statement, but I think he feels a little relaxed." The Chief of Staff frowned and replied: "He has always been like this, his personality is more moderate and cautious... He is considered a character among political generals, but he is not outstanding in terms of his grasp of the overall situation."

"Just loosen," Baang said with some joy in his heart: "This means he is also resistant to the escalation of the situation."

"Yes."

"Don't come back for the time being, just stay in Monywa, waiting for Lao Mo's attitude at all times." Baang immediately ordered: "We can make some concessions if necessary."

"Understood."

"that's all."

After the words came to an end, the two ended the call.

...

night.

Lai Peng, chief of staff of the Northwest Military Region, walked into Lao Mo's office with a gloomy face and asked bluntly: "Is the Chief of Staff of Baang coming?"

Lao Mo looked at an antique and nodded and replied, "Yes, I'm here, I've got a lot of conditions."

When Lai Peng heard this, he sat on the sofa with a very ugly face and replied: "You shouldn't have seen him."

"I finally found an advantage, so I have to listen to the prices in all aspects." Old Mo Yun responded calmly.

The distribution of power in the Northwest Military Region is different from that in Ba'ang. Many of the senior generals here have tough backgrounds, such as General Staff Wu, who stood behind Lai Peng, so when the two talked privately, the upper and lower levels were not obvious. However, the northern military region has always been centered on Ba'ang and has an absolute rule. None of the senior officers below dared to speak to him in Lai Peng's tone.

"What conditions did he get?"

"If we have peace talks, we will be half the income of the north in the future. At the same time, we will sign a joint garrison. The north will allow us to enter Myitkyina." Lao Mo stood up and responded: "This condition is OK. If Baan was not forced to force himself, he would never offer such a price... You think, joint garrison means that we want to expand the garrison area, and the army will definitely give us an additional z. What is this? This is people and money!"

"You're moved?"

"To be honest, it's a fool if you don't feel moved." Lao Mo nodded.

When Lai Peng heard this, he immediately stood up and said, "Old Mo, you can't be confused about this matter. Baang is a delaying strategy. He now promises to join forces with you to garrison. When he recovers, do you think that with his personality, he can allow others to fall asleep next to his defense zone? How to divide the profits generated by J on the side is not the final word of Shen Tianze. Today he is weak, so I will give you more, but tomorrow he will be strong and know who we are?"

Lao Mo frowned when he heard the sound.

"The most important thing is that you have to understand the intentions of the upper class. General Secretary Wu clearly wants to deal with Baang, and you retreat at this time. Is there a big problem in your position?" Lai Peng stared at his eyes and shouted: "My suggestion is that no matter what price the other party offers this time, we cannot be shaken. We must fight."

When Lao Mo heard this, he stared at Laipeng with his eyes, as if he was smiling, and as if he had a bit of gloom in his smile.

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Chapter completed!