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Chapter 1417: Is flight 959 enough_2?

Chapter 1417: Is flight 959 enough_2?

"Old Bai, do you mean to just let it go like this?" Wei Bangxiong frowned, "We just drove the Allied Army across Mujiang, and we stop here?"

"Bangxiong, this kind of victory is already quite difficult to achieve. How long has Kan Bang held out against the Allied Army? Yet we repelled them, secured Ping Li, and all the territories behind it. Isn’t such a victory significant enough? Dividing the territory at the Jiang River with the Allied Army is the best choice at this time."

"That’s right, war is a crematorium, burning not only lives but also money. Bangxiong, everything should be for the greater good."

Facing the collusion of the three Family Heads, Wei Bangxiong was not surprised.

If his son hadn’t died, if he hadn’t had to cut flesh for aid and forced his daughter to leave, he would also agree to stop appropriately.

"I, Wei Bangxiong, am not a man who only cares about my own selfish desires."

He raised his glass, gesturing, "Thanks to the old guys for their strong support this time."

"You’re too kind."

"It’s what we should do."

"We are family, no need for formalities."

The three Family Heads showed no shame, and all picked up their glasses.

"Sound the retreat, I support it. Continuing the fight will be too costly. I don’t mind personally, but I can’t drag you all down."

Wei Bangxiong raised his head and drank it all, setting the empty glass down, "But even if we are willing to cease fire, will the Allied Army be willing to let it go? This is war. It’s not possible to stop just because one side wants to."

"One hand alone cannot clap. We feel pain, and the Allied Army is the same. Their cost is no less than ours, I think we can try."

"Talk first, see their attitude before proceeding."

As the victor, it’s unusual to propose peace talks voluntarily, but that’s called strategy, cunning.

Is good money-making not comfortable?

Why risk one’s life?

Three to one, Wei Bangxiong had no room for objection, he showed no expression, his eyes empty, slowly nodding, "Fine, but I have a request."

"What request?"

"Let Wei Yi personally apologize before the grave of my son."

Wei Bangxiong was still reasonable, he only asked for an apology, not a funeral accompaniment.

The three Family Heads remained silent, exchanging glances.

West shore of Mujiang.

The nurse was changing Wei Yi’s bandages.

This Deputy Officer of the Allied Army was indeed a tough man, bare-chested, revealing iron-like muscles, without uttering a sound, not even a furrowed brow.

The nurse was cautious, applying medicine and re-bandaging him.

After all, they were on the frontline.

And experienced a major defeat.

Medical resources were really tight.

"If Deputy Officer Wei had the habit of wearing a bulletproof vest, he wouldn’t be injured now."

After finishing her task, the nurse exhaled and, carrying the tray, hurriedly left. Many more wounded were waiting.

Wei Yi dressed, covering his powerful chest.

"I’ve learned my lesson this time."

He grinned, "Thanks to Mr. Xing for saving my life."

Bullets have no eyes.

Amidst the firefight, if the other party hadn’t warned him and pulled him, then the bullet might have hit his heart instead of his chest.

"For safety reasons, Deputy Officer Wei shouldn’t stay here."

"Does Mr. Xing think they will follow us across?"

Wei Yi replied in a quite certain tone, "Impossible, although defeated, their cost is no less than ours."

"My point is, you might need to rest well."

Xing Jie said calmly.

Though the Commander Wei Yi was injured, he himself wasn’t hurt.

That’s right.

Wei Yi particularly valued his safety.

"Mr. Xing is right, I keep encountering defeats, giving the Allied Army a bad name, indeed I should rest."

Wei Yi displayed a bitter smile.

Times create heroes.

Originally thought he could seize this opportunity to shame back, gain fame, but unexpectedly, things went contrary to his wishes, repeatedly suffered setbacks after twice visiting Ping Li, and was eventually pushed past Mujiang.

Even Kan Bang was sliced up like vegetables,

Yet a small Ping Li was tough to chew.

"Luck" is indeed unpredictable.

"Deputy Officer Wei shouldn’t stress too much, victory and defeat are common in military affairs, and this result isn’t due to poor fighting, even if Five-Star General MacArthur came, he wouldn’t have done better."

Wei Yi’s smile widened, surprised by the humor from the guest who rarely smiled.

"Even if it’s not due to fighting, my fate with Ping Li seems mismatched."

Wei Yi turned his head, looking out, that was east of Mujiang.

Immediately, he drew back his gaze, "I’ll report to the General, and request a change of Commanding Officer."

"Report."

The sentry stepped in quickly.

Wei Yi frowned, suddenly feeling a bit tense.

Could it be the Independent Camp actually crossed the river?

Impossible.

Even if the Independent Camp risked it all, the sentries he placed along Mujiang must have seen them early.

"What’s the matter?"

The toughness of the Independent Camp had cast some shadow over this Allied Army Deputy Officer.

"Mr. Xu brought reinforcements."

Wei Yi perked up, "Quick, invite Mr. Xu in!"

Saying that, he tried to rise to greet him, but was stopped by Xing Jie, "Deputy Officer Wei is injured; I’ll go."

Xing Jie stood up, stepping outside, reuniting with the reinforcement-led Xu Kuan.

"Lucky to be alive."

Xu Kuan surveyed him up and down jokingly.

People like them were always prepared psychologically for accidents to happen anytime.

"Lord Jin didn’t come?"

Xu Kuan shook his head, "Mr. Jiang asked him to intensify training."

Xing Jie led him inside, "How many men did you bring?"

"Two brigades."

Two brigades.

As per Allied Army configuration, that’s two thousand men.

"Not enough."

Xing Jie remarked.

"No way, can’t conjure people out of thin air. Getting troops together takes time, several brigades have already been sent over, can’t spare more."

Walking along, Xu Kuan asked, "Is Ping Li really that tough a nut?"

"It’s not Ping Li, it’s the Four Major Families. These four families have ruled in Myanmar for so many years, you think they’re easy to deal with."

"Underestimated them."

Xu Kuan whispered.

"If we cannot crush them in one go, Ping Li will become an endless meat grinder." Witnessing the situation, Xing Jie concluded.

"Are my new two brigades enough?" Xu Kuan asked.

Xing Jie simply replied, "The Four Major Families also have logistics."

Xu Kuan smiled quietly, saying no more, as they entered the house.

"Is Deputy Officer Wei alright?"

"Just skin injuries, thank you for your concern, Mr. Xu." Wei Yi immediately stood up.

"Deputy Officer Wei leading from the front, such bravery is indeed admirable."

Wei Yi showed guilt, "Lost battles, Mr. Xu praises too highly."

"Just temporary wins and losses, not definitive..."

"Report!"

Before Xu Kuan finished, the sentry ran in again.

Wei Yi’s expression darkened, awaiting the sentry’s loud report, "The Independent Camp sent someone, requesting to meet the General."

Independent Camp?

Wei Yi and the others exchanged looks.

"Deputy Officer Wei, let them in first." Xu Kuan suggested.

"Let him in."

Soon, a man around thirty, under the sentry’s supervision, walked indoors.

"What’s the matter."

Wei Yi stared at him.

"Ordered to come for negotiations with your unit. Here’s our Commander’s autograph letter."

Transmission via the sentry; a paper presented.

"Many days of conflict causing severe casualties on both sides. To cease unnecessary sacrifices, my unit dispatched me to negotiate with yours, make peace, mark Mujiang as the boundary, eternal friendship without invasion."

Wei Yi listened while holding the letter, then handed it to Xu Kuan.

"Mr. Xu, take a look."

Xu Kuan gave a glance, passed it directly to Xing Jie, and reached into his coat.

"Bang!"

A deeply muffled gunshot.

The messenger’s head exploded, eyes widened, he instantly fell without rising.

Not just the sentry, even Wei Yi was stunned.

"Mr. Xu, you..."

The two nations at war, yet we do not kill envoys!

Mr. Xu, who seemed milder than Xing Jie, slowly put down his gun.

"Deputy Officer Wei, if you’re alright, you can prepare for a new round of combat plans."

Without even looking at the letter, Xing Jie no longer bothered, crumpled the paper into a ball with one hand.

"Insufficient numbers, need more troops."

"No soldiers."

Xu Kuan gazed at the miserable corpse on the ground, "Are planes enough?"

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