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Chapter 15: The Needle Points to the Wheat Mans

The hiding place is in a village near Daoyuanli, south of Kaicheng.

There are only six families in the village, four of which live in the city all year round and rarely come back. One family has only one 60-year-old man guarding his ancestral house. The remaining family lives with a middle-aged couple in their forties. They provide a hiding place for Ma Mingtao and the other three.

"Mom, stop busy, we are not hungry yet."

"Old woman, can't you be quieter?" The middle-aged man called out and was about to make pancakes for Ma Mingtao and his wife. "Go to the chicken coop and get a few eggs, and let Xiaoma take them on the road to eat after cooking."

The middle-aged woman put the basin down and went out quickly.

"When will you leave?" the middle-aged man turned his gaze back.

"It's after dawn." Ma Mingtao did not answer clearly because he had not received the order to retreat.

"Okay, you'll just take a break, I'll go out for a walk." The middle-aged man knocked his pipe and stood up and said, "There's water in the tank. If you're thirsty, drink it yourself. Don't be polite."

When the middle-aged man went out, Ma Mingtao picked up the scoop of water, scooped up a scoop of cold water, took a sip, and handed the scoop to Mu Haoyang.

"Are they from the Second Division?" Mu Haoyang took a big sip and gave the water to Pang Yuelong.

"Of course not."

"That……"

"They are all authentic Koreans." Ma Mingtao smiled and said, "Uncle Jin's father is a Korean Volunteer Army soldier who was voluntarily left behind. Both of his mother's parents were orphans. They were rescued by the volunteers during the war. Five years ago, Uncle Jin returned to China to visit relatives and met me."

"coincide?"

Ma Mingtao smiled and shook his head, saying, "Although Uncle Jin has never asked, I must know my identity. If it weren't for our people here, I wouldn't have looked for them."

"There will be no danger, right?" Pang Yuelong was a little worried.

"Don't worry, Uncle Jin's son can go to Peking University to study. I have helped a lot. Three years ago, his daughter settled in Shenyang, and it was also my relationship with me." Ma Mingtao caught the water scoop and scooped a scoop of cold water. "The people here are like the water here, clear and clean, not as complicated as us."

Although Mu Haoyang and Pang Yuelong don’t know much about North Korea, they also feel that the couple is indeed very simple.

"You guys have a break, I'll go out."

"what?"

"It's time to contact Lao Li, maybe there will be new instructions."

Ma Mingtao guessed correctly, and there were indeed new instructions.

Fifteen minutes later, when he returned to the house cursingly, Mu Haoyang and Pang Yuelong immediately realized that it must be no good thing.

At this time, Choi Yongguang had left Pyongyang and rushed to Kaesong with his guards.

Before leaving, he did not call Fu Xiubo, but asked Park Jun-chul to tell the Chinese leader that he would do his best to stabilize the Fourth Legion and prevent Han Yuan and his rebellion.

Park Joon-cheol is a diplomat and a politician, and immediately realizes the seriousness of the problem.

If you lose two commanders within one day, it would be strange if North Korea is not in chaos!

Park Junzhe failed to keep Choi Yongguang and had to go to the Chinese leader. Because Wen Tinggui had returned to the State Council, he found Li Pingko who was preparing to go to the strategic command center.

Li Pingkoo knew how serious the problem was.

Because he was worried that he could not explain clearly, Li Pingko took Park Junzhe to the strategic command center.

Fu Xiubo was also very shocked when he learned that Choi Yongguang was in danger, but he did not show it. After comforting Park Junzhe and letting him not worry, Fu Xiubo kept Li Pingko.

"Did Cui Yongguang take the wrong medicine??" Li Pingkoo complained at this time. "If Han Yuanhe intends to betray, he will fall into the trap when he goes to Kaicheng."

"At least Han Yuanhe has not rebelled yet."

"Old Fu..."

"Cui Yongguang is indeed a martial artist, without any political acumen." Fu Xiubo sighed and said, "We have to take a gamble."

"How to bet?" Li Pingko picked up the cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath.

"So far, the United States has not known that Park Jung-deok is dead, and Han Yuanhe plans to rebel." Fu Xiubo picked up the cigarette, but did not ignite it. "If the US president can believe that Han Yuanhe not only did not rebel, but also executed the traitor Park Jung-deok, they can give up their military operations."

"Make them feel unable to instigate the Fourth Legion?"

Fu Xiubo nodded and then lit a cigarette. "If the US-South Korea coalition forces want to capture Pyongyang before we send troops, they have to let the Fourth Corps put down their weapons. Without Han Yuanhe, the US-South Korea coalition forces would waste a lot of time in Kaicheng. As long as we have a firm attitude, the US president will have some concerns."

Li Pingko took a few puffs of cigarettes and said nothing.

Fu Xiubo called his secretary in and asked him to make a hotline with the US President, and emphasized that Director Cia would be allowed to listen.

"Go and call Lee Kwok-qiang here and let him bring the information he has obtained, especially Park Jung-deok's photos."

Li Pingko nodded and went out to find Li Guoqiang.

Five minutes later, the two returned to the conference room and the secretary had prepared the hotline.

Fu Xiubo waved to the two of them, letting them get closer, and then asked Li Guoqiang to hand over the photo to the secretary.

After answering the phone, the secretary nodded to Fu Xiubo.

"His Excellency President, I'm sorry to call you at this time." Fu Xiubo looked at the clock hanging on the wall, "Didn't you disturb you for dinner?"

"Hissergeant, I didn't expect you to call me. I was about to have supper."

"So, what you want to talk about next will defeat your appetite." Fu Xiubo smiled and asked the secretary to send the photo with a fax machine. "This is just sent by the North Korean Foreign Minister. Maybe you don't know the person in the photo, but Director Chandler next to you must know it."

After being silent for more than ten seconds, Lindberg on the other end of the phone said, "Hissergeant, what does this mean?"

"This is also the question I want to ask the President." Fu Xiubo's tone was very tough. "This person is named Park Jung-deok. He defected to South Korea a few years ago. I heard that he went to your country later. I don't know why, but a few dozen minutes ago, the patrol troops of the Fourth Legion of the Korean People's Army discovered him near Kaesong and shot him dead after a fierce firefight. If you want to ask why, Director Chandler can definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

"Your Excellency, this is definitely a slander, a baseless slander."

"His Excellency President, have I started to say the wrong thing?" Fu Xiubo laughed and said, "At this point, what we need is not explanation or accountability. Compared with possible disasters, the previous events are not worth mentioning. More than sixty years ago, the warning we issued was not taken seriously, which led to a huge disaster, causing tens of thousands of soldiers on both sides to stain the battlefield. Now we warn again that peace is hard-won, and what destroys peace is definitely not prosperity and prosperity, but endless war and killing. Your Excellency President, we are already on the edge of the battlefield, and it is still time to stop. I believe that as long as we work together, we can stop the war."

Fu Xiubo said this differently, with reasonable and evidence, and expressed his meaning very clearly.

Lindberg was silent for a few minutes before saying, "His Excellency, you must know that the Korean People's Army has shelled Seoul, South Korea has asked us to send troops, and we have just passed the 'war authorization law'. If you want to stop the war, your country must make a statement and at least you have to hand over the murderer who created the Seoul tragedy."

"No problem, I will negotiate with the North Korean leader in person, but your country has to do the same."

"Same thing?"

"The murderer who handed over the residence of North Korea's leaders was not the bomber pilots, they were just soldiers who carried out the orders, but the mastermind behind the scenes. If I guessed correctly, he was by your side now."

"Your Mightiness……"

"Your army bombardment comes first, and the People's Army shells comes later. Our reconnaissance planes and reconnaissance satellites have taken photos. Do I need me to send them to you?"

Lindberg was silent for a while before saying, "Hissergeant, we also have evidence, the People's Army will open fire first."

"So, we can't reach a compromise?"

"His Excellency, we all love peace very much. We will never allow anyone to destroy peace, and we will not let go of the murderer who destroys peace easily. If you have any doubts about my views, you can go to the UN General Assembly and the Security Council to appeal and let all countries around the world arbitrate."

"His Excellency the President, your country's war has not been supported and recognized by the United Nations for the past decade."

"At least your country did not vote for a veto."

"His Excellency President, your tone makes me very worried." Fu Xiubo's face turned gloomy, "Just as you have the obligation to defend South Korea, we have the obligation to defend North Korea."

"Then we can only do our part."

"So, only war can solve the problem."

"In order to punish the murderer and avoid similar things happening again, we are willing to bear the price of war."

"So, hopefully this is a war of limited size."

"His Excellency, this is not a war against you, you don't need it..."

"Your Excellency President, you have to understand that the key is not who the war is directed to, but the long-term impact it has. If we have to distinguish between the superiors and the inferiors on the battlefield, I am afraid that no one can stop the war from expanding. If we want to use more people's blood and lives to prove your point of view, it will be a disaster for everyone!"

"His Excellency, we have made the best efforts for peace. When war cannot be avoided, we can only fight hard."

"In this case, we have no choice."

Lindberg was silent for a few seconds and said, "If we were bound to go to a battlefield, I hope it was a war that had no direct relationship with us."

"This is my wish."

"Then, please restrain your country's army."

"His Excellency the President, the actions are equal, and I also hope that your country's military operations can grasp the right measure."

“I will do my best.”

"Then you can get my guarantee."

The call ended here, and Fu Xiubo sighed after the secretary turned off the communication equipment.

"Old Fu..."

"The war has arrived and no one can stop it. If you call other leaders, we must make decisions and come up with a strategic plan as soon as possible." Fu Xiubo gave Li Pingko a command, and then said to Li Guoqiang, "You have also heard that Lindberg's decision-making power is very limited. The photos we sent over will definitely have an impact on CIA. You have to complete the deployment as soon as possible and must stabilize the Fourth Legion."

Li Guoqiang nodded, indicating that he understood what Fu Xiubo meant.
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