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In the past few days, Xiao Jinlang’s injury has been recovering well, and he can already get up from the bed and move freely in the ward.
However, he still cautiously wears a neck brace to support his fragile cervical spine, striving for better recovery conditions.
The physical pain gradually dissipated, but Old Xiao’s mood was as gloomy as ever. "You brat, did you actually kill a four-star admiral from the US Navy?"
Ever since the news reported Admiral Alvin’s "suicide" death, based on his understanding of Zhou Qingfeng, Old Xiao knew this definitely couldn’t be unrelated to him.
Sure enough, after so inquiries, he received a positive response.
Zhou Qingfeng seed relaxed and dismissive, saying, "Now that the ’Tree of Justice’ is leaderless, and due to Dias’s death, its funding has been cut off, it can’t stir up much trouble.
Old Hamr suggested that I consolidate the people from the ’Tree of Justice.’ Rejecting such a ready-made force would be foolish."
"Among them, there are operatives from the US Navy Intelligence and informants from the Pentagon, and they all confird that it was that old man Alvin Benson who tampered with my helicopter.
Since I know who the mastermind is, how could I swallow this grievance and not retaliate?"
After listening to Zhou Qingfeng’s nonchalant narration, the veins on Old Xiao’s forehead throbbed, and his temples pounded with pain.
He suddenly didn’t know what to do—if he didn’t report it, it would obviously violate work discipline; but if he did report it, this matter was so earth-shattering that he didn’t even know how to start?
"You... You brat, don’t you dare trigger a China-US war!" Old Xiao sighed helplessly and finally decided to report it.
Zhou Qingfeng laughed heartily, "Impossible, don’t overestimate the opponent. The US military is now more inclined to maintain a strategically tense situation.
Rember the China-Soviet confrontation in the 1960s and ’70s?
We worried about the Soviet steel torrent invading from the north, and the Soviets worried we’d cut off their railway lines to Siberia.
The situation now is similar. I have operational simulations and secret reports from inside the US Navy.
The Aricans are no longer worried about us breaking through the first island chain, but rather they’re afraid they can’t even hold the second island chain."
Old Xiao’s expression was full of shock, and he urgently asked, "Where... where did you get these strategic secrets?"
"Didn’t I just tell you? I financed the ’Tree of Justice,’ and naturally, there are people in the US Departnt of Defense earning their living under .
That old Alvin’s adjutant was also bought off by with cash.
Over the past ten years, I’ve casually browsed through global war readiness, strategic decisions, and various military simulation reports submitted by US Navy high-ranking officers to the ’White House.’
For instance, Admiral Alvin had repeatedly told the ’White House’ and Congress that the strategic window to completely crush ’Dongda’ through war had completely closed as early as five years ago.
The US military is now in an awkward position of either not winning or losing, especially as the recent pandemic has completely disrupted their military deploynts, rendering them incapable of large-scale war with peers in the short term."
Hearing this, Old Xiao suddenly stood up, painfully pulling his neck, and urgently said: "Wait! Quickly show the things you’ve seen! This kind of thing where you can see through the opponent’s cards directly, I must personally verify it!"
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