Ba Lu gave Wu Meng the list of spies and military traitors, and the latter was almost mad with anger.
He never expected that the traitor was actually his trusted adviser who had followed him for many years and held a high position.
"Alu, is this thing reliable? If we catch the wrong person, it will chill the hearts of our brothers." Wu Meng's voice on the phone was unusually low.
"I got it from William. He has another identity, a former member of the M country intelligence agency. The news is 80% true. He relies on me for his life at this time, so he should not have the courage to lie. However, it is very likely that there are more traitors and spies than these. After all, his rank is not high, and he has no access to more core information.
Moreover, I cheated him before, and he knew that my wife was on the military's special protection list. Although he didn't know the specific situation, this document might have been leaked. Brother Meng, there is something wrong with the people around you, and you have to find out as soon as possible.
If the military can't even protect their families, it will be a laughing stock in the entire Southeast Asian political arena."
"Well, I know, A-lu, but now, I can't do anything without solid evidence. Once the news of internal discord in the military government gets out, the cabinet will definitely take the opportunity to hold on to it." Wu Meng thought a lot. A single move within the military government would affect the entire body, and the top leaders could not just move.
"Brother Meng, I know that." Baru paused, "First, keep them under surveillance and don't let them take any further action. As for the evidence, we'll slowly look for it."
"Yeah." Wu Meng responded, "Not bad, you've matured a lot. Come back soon after you finish your business over there. My son is still being held captive by you, so don't let him turn against you."
"He's a jerk with a rebellious streak. I'll break it if I can. He's too damned bold. It'll be too late if he gets into trouble and loses his life."
"Don't tell your sister-in-law." Wu Meng said and hung up the phone.
Baru sat on the sofa, rubbing his chin. "Evidence? What the hell is this evidence? Even if they had evidence, how could they get so much information out?"
The man scratched his head in frustration. "Concealing the truth, besieging Wei to save Zhao, killing with a borrowed knife, waiting for the enemy to tire, taking advantage of the situation, making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, watching the fire from the other side of the river..."
I can remember more than twenty of the thirty-six strategies my wife taught me, but when it comes to actually using them, I don't even know how to copy the answers when they are right in front of me.
"What's wrong with the Chinese brains? They're so complicated. Which strategy are they going to use? There are so many options, they can't just draw lots, right?"
The man with the poor academic physique paced back and forth in the living room, "Evidence... evidence... bullshit evidence."
"Hahaha……"
Suddenly, the man talking to himself burst into laughter. "I'm a real genius. This time I'm going to create something out of nothing. If there's no evidence, I'll just create some..."
After smoking a cigarette and calming down, Balu called Wu Jie.
The other party didn't answer and hung up.
"Damn it, you bastard, how dare you hang up on me?" He glared and cursed, then called again.
This time, the other party answered the call just when it was about to be automatically disconnected.
"What?" Wu Jie's voice was filled with obvious resentment.
"You little bastard, how dare you hang up on me?" Baru took the initiative.
"I'm dead. So what? I've already been put in solitary confinement by you. Can you still shoot me?" Wu Jie simply risked his life.
"Damn it. I can't do anything to you unless I execute you? Boy, go out and ask around to find out where your Uncle Long comes from. I have plenty of tricks up my sleeve."
"Do I need to ask?" Wu Jie raised his voice. "Is your reputation still small? You're a bandit from northern Myanmar."
"Who the hell told you that? I'm a regular soldier. I've been a regular soldier since my first day in the army, you little brat."
"You robbed the local armed forces and left them with nothing but regular soldiers? Uncle Long, you really have no shame at all. If Xixi knew about your glorious deeds as a bandit in northern Myanmar, would she still look up to you?"
The little brat was full of resentment and fearless.
"Wu Jie, you really need to be disciplined. If you dare to say a word in front of my wife, I will beat you to death." Balhun got angry and threatened harshly.
No matter how much of a bandit Wu Jie was, he was still somewhat afraid of him. He humphed and maintained his stubbornness, without provoking him again.
"Don't you want military merit?" Baru took a few breaths to adjust himself before speaking.
"Didn't you capture me? Where would my military merit come from?"
"If you want military merit, you don't have to rush in recklessly and risk your life like you do. You have to use your brain, understand? The teacher your mother hired for you is not good enough, so I will teach you myself later."
"Uncle Long. You can't even solve the equation. Can you teach me?" Wu Jie said with a hint of ridicule.
"Has my inability to solve equations hindered me from fighting in the war? Has my inability to solve equations hindered me from flying a fighter jet? Or has it hindered me from being an official and making money? You're such a retard." The man said with disdain, "Stop the fucking nonsense. If you do it, it's one word. If you don't, it's two words. Hurry up."
“Go, go, go…” Wu Jie said repeatedly, “But as promised, I want the Sun Medal.”
"Damn it, I've only had two suns, don't be so greedy, bravery medal, take it or leave it, if you don't want it I'll ask Ah Xiao, it's like I can't serve the food without you."
"Uncle Long—" Wu Jie was almost crying because of him. "How can you be like this? Bullying a child, right?"
"Why didn't you say you were a child when you were messing with me? It's a good thing you were a child, otherwise when you were deserting, a bullet would have pierced your head."
"I'm not a deserter." Wu Jie's voice was so loud that it broke with anger.
"On the battlefield, disappearing without orders is considered desertion," the man said firmly.
Wu Jie was speechless for a moment, and only heard heavy and rapid breathing.
"Okay, reflect on yourself and write me a 2,000-word self-criticism. It must be profound. Then wait for my call. I'll have Songchai take you back to Yangon."
"What are you going back to Yangon for?" Wu Jie asked in confusion.
"It's my superior's order, so I have to obey and do what he says. Why are there so many questions? Have you been acting like a soldier for the past few months? Haven't you even learned the rules?"
"Yes! Sir." Wu Jie's voice was sonorous and loud with a childish tone.
"Follow the order." After saying this, Baru curled his lips and hung up the phone.
The first step to creating something out of nothing is to prepare all the materials before starting the fire.
I feel much better now. I took out my phone to look at the military stories my wife saved in it. Now I feel more and more that these things my wife created are more reliable.
Although it may be a bit difficult to learn, it is more useful than the theories taught in military academies at critical moments.
I used to not believe what my wife said, that China's ancestors once attacked Burma and forced the Burmese government to surrender and pay tribute. Now seeing these, I have to believe it. If this thing was used hundreds of years ago, would Burma have had a chance of winning? Wouldn't they have been chased and beaten?
No, I have to learn more. My wife said that this is the essence, and it is the experience summarized by China's war gods.
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