"I will work hard and live up to your expectations!"
Dulle Kadir's expression was resolute, and his eyes shone with a fervent light.
Seeing his performance, Shen He was very satisfied: "Alright, now you go and prepare. Remember, I will continuously transport supplies to the border, but you'll have to rely on yourself for the manpower."
"Yes, sir! Mission accomplished!"
After saying this, Dulles Kadir and his men hurriedly left.
"He's a really good prospect, just a little slow-witted."
Shen He stood at the entrance of the barracks, watching the jeep drive away, a slight smile curving his lips.
"Commander-in-Chief, what about me? What is my task? You're talking so much to that staff officer, while I, the commander, can't even get a word in edgewise. Is that appropriate?"
"Yes, Commander-in-Chief, and me, the political commissar."
At this moment, two rough and deep voices sounded beside Shen He.
Shen He turned his head and looked over, then immediately smiled, realizing he had almost forgotten about those two.
These two men were handpicked by him: Wang Xiaochuan and Zheng Wenlong. One was the Commander-in-Chief of the Indian People's Army, and the other was the Political Commissar of the Indian People's Army. Dule Qadeer was only the Chief of Staff. The main reason they were chosen was because they both looked like Mehtay people.
"Hehe, look at my memory."
Shen He slapped his forehead, then pointed at the two men and said, “Xiao Chuan, your task is to keep a firm grip on the Indian People’s Army and prevent it from slipping out of our control; as for Wen Long, you are the political commissar, so do your best to get every soldier of the Indian People’s Army to swear an oath under the NLD flag and become a qualified NLD fighter.”
"yes!"
"Mission accomplished!!"
The two answered in unison.
Seeing their confident expressions, Shen He nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand, indicating that they could get lost.
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