Chapter 522 Conspiracy against Chang Tai
Chapter 522 Conspiracy against Chang Tai
At night in Luangong City, North Bay, the lights on both sides of the street are hazy and blurred in the fog. In the headquarters building of the 12th Army of the Central Corps, the commander Zong Yuan is nervously and expectantly meeting a mysterious person.
This mysterious man was wearing very simple clothes, as if he was an ordinary farmer walking out of the countryside, without any conspicuous signs or decorations. He wore a pair of black-framed glasses on his face, and his eyes behind the lenses flashed a sharp and deep light. His words and deeds were neither impatient nor slow, revealing a calm temperament.
The mysterious man is called Bai Juxuan. He is the chief doctor of Fu'an Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic in Luangong City, and also a CIA intelligence officer lurking in Liuwan.
Bai Juxuan sat quietly in the reception room, his eyes behind the black-framed glasses were as calm as a deep lake.
Zong Yuan sat on the large leather sofa, frowning, his eyes revealing a complex emotion. He looked at Bai Juxuan, with a hint of hesitation and worry in his tone: "Mr. Bai, I know the current situation of the Southern Government, but surrendering is such a big thing, I need to consider too many things. I am worried about my soldiers, my family, and even more worried about our situation after surrendering."
Bai Juxuan sighed softly, stood up, walked to the window, looked at the hazy night outside, and said slowly: "General Zong, I can fully understand your concerns. But please believe me, surrendering is the best way out at the moment. The Southern Government is already shaky, and continuing to insist will only lead you and your troops into an abyss of no return."
He turned around and faced Zong Yuan, his voice steady and powerful: "I know you are a responsible person and don't want to see your soldiers suffer. And China will be their best destination. Your soldiers can return to China, return to the embrace of their motherland, and reunite with their families."
Zong Yuan was silent for a while after hearing this, and a bitter smile appeared on his face: "Mr. Bai, I understand what you said. But I am worried about whether China will really accept us? After all, we used to have a hostile relationship with Northern Frontier. The hands of every soldier under my command are stained with the blood of Northern Frontier soldiers."
Bai Juxuan nodded: "Commander Zong, I understand your concerns. But please believe that President Su and the entire China are very tolerant and generous. They value the future of China more than the grievances and disputes of the past. As long as you sincerely surrender and contribute your strength to China, they will definitely give us the respect and treatment we deserve."
"General Long Gang of Donghua City has surrendered to China and has now boarded a transport ship to return to his homeland to reunite with his family. Not only will we forgive him for the past, we will even hire Long Gang as an instructor at the Beilong Military Academy so that he can spend his old age in the company of his family and contribute to the future of China. We are all descendants of the same roots, so all the grievances that arose from different positions in the past should be put to rest."
As he spoke, Bai Juxuan walked over to Zong Yuan and patted him on the shoulder: "Commander Zong, this is a critical moment. We need to make the right decision for the sake of your soldiers, your family, and the future of China. Surrendering to China and returning to the embrace of the motherland is not only your salvation, but also the best way out."
Zong Yuan took a deep puff of his cigarette, the smoke swirling in the room, reflecting the struggle in his heart.
As the cigarette gradually burned out, his eyes became more and more determined.
He raised his head and looked at Bai Juxuan, his tone revealing gratitude and trust: "Mr. Bai, thank you very much. You have given me and the more than 40,000 soldiers under your command the best way out. None of us want to leave our homeland, let alone be charged with treason. Every soldier, including myself, longs to return to our homeland and reunite with our families."
Bai Juxuan nodded, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes.
He knew that his efforts were not in vain, and Zong Yuan had made a wise choice. He smiled and said, "Commander Zong, your decision is wise. Surrender does not mean failure, but a better future. I believe that after returning to your homeland, you and your soldiers will live a better life."
Zong Yuan nodded, a relieved smile appeared on his face: "Yes, Mr. Bai. This war has lasted too long, and we are all exhausted. It's time to end it all. Please inform Commander Chen that I will open the city gates and surrender the day after tomorrow afternoon. This war ends here."
Bai Juxuan stood up after hearing this. He stretched out his hand and shook hands tightly with Zong Yuan. "Commander Zong, I will convey your decision to Commander Chen. Thank you. You made the right choice for the future of China."
In the dim light of the Southern Government Military Headquarters late at night, several staff members walked hurriedly with solemn faces. They found Chang Tai who was processing documents and explained the situation in an urgent tone.
"Minister Chang, we just learned from the monitoring equipment that Zong Yuan had a secret conversation with Chinese intelligence personnel!" a staff member reported nervously.
Chang Tai frowned when he heard this. He put down the pen in his hand, raised his head, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes: "Tell me in detail."
The staff swallowed and continued, "We heard that Zong Yuan was planning to surrender to China tomorrow afternoon. This was mentioned in their conversation."
A few days ago, in order to prevent the generals of the Southern Government's troops from having any disloyal ideas, the Military Intelligence Department adopted the most advanced monitoring methods to closely monitor and listen to their every move. Zong Yuan may not have realized at this time that his every move was under the surveillance of the Military Intelligence Department.
"This damn Zong Yuan! He has a job in the Southern Government, but he actually wants to surrender to the Northern bandits!" Chang Tai was furious when he heard Zong Yuan's surrender plan. He slammed the table, his face turned ashen, and his eyes flashed with anger.
He stood up and walked around angrily, his anger seeming to set the whole room on fire.
Seeing this, the people from the Military Control Department hurriedly asked cautiously: "Minister, should we use special means to deal with Zong Yuan?"
Chang Tai stopped, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down. He knew that the current situation required a calm response, and he could not easily alert the enemy. He frowned and said in a deep voice: "No, we can't act rashly. The entire Luan Palace is under the control of Zong Yuan. We may not be able to move him. Once the plan is exposed, it will make him more determined to defect to the Northern Bandits."
He looked at the people from the Military Control Department with an unusually sharp look in his eyes: "Go and check the specific information of that Chinese intelligence officer immediately. You must find him and control him. At the same time, you must also closely monitor Zong Yuan's every move to see if he has any other moves."
The military officials nodded in agreement. They knew that Chang Tai was a very decisive person and his orders must be carried out unconditionally. They acted quickly and began to investigate and monitor.
Chang Tai stood in front of the window, looking at the government building in the night, and an inexplicable feeling of fatigue surged in his heart.
The current Southern Government is like a sky loft that could collapse at any time. There are countless people like Zong Yuan who have ulterior motives. He must use thundering means to deal with Zong Yuan, to make an example of him and nip those people's ideas in the bud.
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