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Chapter 2583 General, You Are the One I Chose (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

Over the South China Sea, a "Global Express" supersonic business jet is flying smoothly in the air, the roar of its engine isolated from the cabin.

The passengers in the cabin were all discussing something, but the most eye-catching person was General Chen Wencai, who was known as the "last warrior".

This colonel, who resolutely led his troops to hold out on the border when all other generals chose to flee when the country fell, is now a general in the Republic's government army.

He was the commander-in-chief of all government forces. Dressed in a crisp military uniform, he sat alone by the window, reading through a thick battle report.

The report detailed several recent battles between his troops and the Thang Long Army, although the battles were all at the battalion or company level.

But this only made his already solemn expression even more solemn.

Turning to the last page, he slowly closed the report, his fingertips unconsciously tapping lightly on the cover, his thoughts already drifting to the distant battlefield.

After a moment, he closed his eyes slightly, leaned back in the soft chair, and muttered to himself:

"Now, the opponent has changed."

Once upon a time, his opponents were the Ajit extremist militants, who were brutal but poorly equipped and tactically crude; but now, the ones breaking through the country's borders and wreaking havoc on its territory are the well-equipped and tactically sophisticated Thang Long Army.

"They've defeated the Americans before..."

Thinking about this, his brows furrowed even more.

“These people are stronger than Akama.”

To defeat such a formidable enemy, it would be absolutely impossible for him to rely solely on his own weakened strength.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and murmured:
"I hope my trip to Chang'an will go as planned."

But as soon as his hopes for aid were dashed, another heavy worry immediately welled up in his heart, making his chest feel heavy. What worried him was the government-in-exile in Chang'an. At present, the government-in-exile was stationed in Chang'an, but the official residence's attitude towards the government-in-exile remained ambiguous, neither explicitly supporting it nor openly opposing it.

What exactly are Chang'an's thoughts?

His brows furrowed, but another thought was flashing through his mind.

"Will Chang'an choose me or the government-in-exile?"

A series of questions swirled in his mind, making him uneasy. He knew that this trip to Chang'an was not only about securing tangible aid, but also about ascertaining the true stance of the government and balancing relations with the exiled government.

Although Chen Wencai was unwilling to be distracted by these power struggles, there were some things that he couldn't avoid just because he wanted to.

Currently, the government-in-exile remains the sole legitimate representative of the Republic of Cambodia, and even his titles of general and army commander were granted by the government-in-exile.

Theoretically, he was a general appointed by the government-in-exile.

If the official residence is on the side of the government-in-exile, then what about themselves?
With these complex thoughts intertwined in his mind, and worries and expectations pulling at each other, General Chen Wencai sat quietly, gazing through the porthole at the ever-changing sea of ​​clouds below, without moving for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, a flight attendant's gentle voice announced that the plane was about to arrive at Chang'an International Airport.

At this moment, Colonel Lin Zhou walked to his side and said softly:
"General, we have arrived."

"Um,"

He nodded, slowly straightened up, straightened his uniform, and took a deep breath to calm his chaotic thoughts.

With a slight turbulence, the plane slowly landed on the runway.

The plane came to a smooth stop at its parking position, and as soon as the cabin door opened, a commotion immediately ensued. General Chen Wencai descended the gangway, and as far as the eye could see, the area behind the runway barrier was already packed with people—all journalists from around the world.

Dozens of cameras and video cameras were pointed at him simultaneously, the clicking of shutters creating a deafening cacophony like a dense rain. Reporters from various television stations, microphones in hand, desperately pushed their way forward, attempting to break through the security personnel's obstruction and hurl their questions at him.

"General! Is your visit here to seek military assistance?"

"Can you provide more details about the current situation of the Thang Long Army's invasion?"

How do you think Your Excellency will respond to your request?

"How will you handle the relationship between the military and the government-in-exile?"

One sharp question after another arose, and the voices of reporters came from all directions. Blinding flashes of light kept going off, making it hard to open one's eyes.

When interviewed by reporters, General Chen Wencai's face showed no extra expression; he simply nodded slightly as a response to the reporters.

Several security personnel in black suits quickly stepped forward, forming a human wall around him to block the crowd of reporters and escort him to his car outside the tarmac.

The general did not pause in his steps, his gaze remained fixed straight ahead, and he was still planning the next leg of his journey.

At that moment, he was unaware that the presence of these reporters represented an attitude in itself.

After all, this was not just about announcing his visit; more importantly, it represented official approval. At that moment, Chen Wencai and his subordinates were unaware of this; they simply got into the car with trepidation.

As the car door closed, Chen Wencai couldn't help but take a deep breath, then muttered to himself:
"Alright, now comes the most crucial moment!"

At this moment, he even felt his palms sweating, because he was so nervous. Just then, he heard intelligence officer Lin Zhou say:

"General, it's unprecedented for Your Excellency to receive you at such an immediate time. This clearly demonstrates Your Excellency's concern for the situation in Zhenla..."

After a slight pause, Lin Zhou lowered his voice and said:
"Therefore, you must be supporting the general."

This was just a reminder to the general not to be so nervous. After all, everyone could see that the general was very tense. "Hmm,"

Chen Wencai nodded. Although he tried his best to control himself, he could still feel the tension in his heart.

After all, this is a meeting with Your Excellency.

However, this nervousness was more of an anticipation, and it disappeared once they actually met.

"...I have been watching you closely over the past few years. General, everything you have done is evident to all. When the whole country was in dire straits, you and your men turned the tide and protected the people. This sense of responsibility and commitment is unmatched by anyone else."

Almost as soon as they met, Li Yi'an reassured Chen Wencai.

Although it had been decided long ago to support Chen Wencai and to provide him with a great deal of assistance, including Siam’s artillery, air force and drone units directly participating in the operation, only Li Yi’an could provide official support.

"That is why we will continue to help you and your men fight on to retake Phnom Penh and ultimately defeat the invaders and liberate the entire country!"

This was a clear expression of support, and Chen Wencai naturally understood the support in those words—not support for the government-in-exile, but support for him and his subordinates.

In other words, you chose him.

Upon hearing this, Chen Wencai, who had been somewhat nervous, immediately expressed his gratitude in a tone full of thanks, and then said in a respectful tone:

"Please rest assured, as long as we have the support of Chang'an, we will definitely be able to defeat the Rising Dragon army and drive them back."

Hearing Chen Wencai's answer, Li Yi'an shook his head, then looked at him and said:
"It's not as simple as just sending them back."

"What do you mean?"

“We must not only drive them back, but also completely extinguish their expansionist ambitions. We must ensure they dare not entertain such thoughts for the next 50, 100 years. Only then can this region achieve true peace. Therefore…”

Li Yi'an looked at Chen Wencai and said in a slow but undeniable tone:
"We will demand that the Thang Long side abide by the Paris Agreement and withdraw their troops from Chenla and areas south of 17 degrees north latitude!"

"what?"

In an instant, Chen Wencai was completely stunned. He glanced at the person in front of him. What was on his mind at that moment?
Of course, it's the war that lasted for 10 years, the war that made a generation of young Americans bleed and cost hundreds of billions of dollars.

Who won that war in the end?

Is Chang'an about to repeat the same mistakes again?

Looking at Chen Wencai, who was standing in front of him with a stunned expression, Li Yi'an said:

"Are you worried that we won't be able to beat them?"

"Your Excellency, I, I..."

After his inner thoughts were exposed, Chen Wencai seemed a little flustered. Just as he was about to explain, he saw Your Excellency wave your hand and say:

"Everyone has this concern, after all. Vietnam, the graveyard of imperialists. The French failed there, the Americans failed there, so we're sure to fail if we go there too."

Li Yi'an said these words seemingly casually, and then added:
"But...they need to know that we are different from them, and that we will definitely achieve final victory."

Furthermore, once the war begins, we will devote all our efforts to achieving victory without any reservations.

After stating his position, Li Yi'an looked at Chen Wencai and said:
"You're a soldier, you should understand what my all-out effort means."

Chen Wencai nodded vigorously.

"I see!"

He certainly understood what "going all out" meant—it meant sparing no expense for victory. So… in that case, no one would doubt Chang'an's ultimate victory; after all, Shenglong, in a sense, was utterly insignificant.

"Therefore, we will devote all our efforts to victory. To ensure victory, an army will be sent into Zhenla to assist you in the battle. General, is that acceptable?"

Who would refuse such help?
Chen Wencai quickly and respectfully said:

"Your Excellency, this is exactly what we have been hoping for. We will fully cooperate with the ASEAN Allied forces in the operation."

The ASEAN alliance is finally getting involved!

Given the fate of the ASEAN troops, Victory Day is just around the corner.

"This appointment is for the main event, but on the ground, another army will be fighting alongside you, hmm,"

Li Yi'an glanced at the time and then said:

"General Dawn Island should be arriving soon. You'll meet him in a bit."

Ground warfare... doesn't necessarily require you to do it yourself.

Since there are agents available, why bother getting involved yourself?
I'm sure those agents will go all out this time, after all, this is the opportunity they've been waiting for for years—the chance to reclaim their country!
Faced with such an opportunity, they will definitely give it their all.

Whether it's Chen Wencai or Dawn Island, they won't miss this opportunity.

Therefore, all we need to do is give them a chance, a glimmer of hope. As long as they have this chance, this glimmer of hope, they will hold on tightly and never let go.

Listening to your arrangements, Chen Wencai asked:
"Your Excellency, isn't General Dawn Island's army in East Africa? How much of their forces can they commit to Zhenla?"

(End of this chapter)