American Strategic Deception Bureau

　"Some say the United States is already at war! We've brought our overseas wars back home! Such remarks are nonsense. We see that this country is well-organized. Mob violence has no place, either on the streets or in public opinion. The rioters are just a small number of thugs who do not represent the United States. This is a common crime that exists in every country in the world."

　"What? Explosions on the streets of Manhattan? Those were fireworks set off by the citizens! Even though the US government is facing many difficulties, the American people still maintain their confidence and optimism. They bought

　Many fireworks were set off, hoping to lift my spirits and get through this difficult time..."

　Of course, Nguyen Cao Mei couldn't understand the American English spoken on the radio, but several colleagues who spoke good English were happy to interpret for him.

　So, he looked at the World Trade Center construction site that was still smoking not far away, and the corpses scattered around, and suddenly laughed - are they setting off fireworks?

　Americans are really humorous.

　But then he heard the radio announce that President Johnson's "One Million Man Draft Plan" had been completed by 50%, the cowards who dodged the draft had been severely punished, and a powerful new force was about to go to Vietnam to launch a counterattack against the rampant Viet Cong...

　Nguyen Cao Mei: ???

　The US military launched a counterattack in Vietnam, and we forced people in the United States to join the army... So, we became the US military's supervisory team?

　We have upgraded from being subordinates in Vietnam to being superiors in the United States?!

　An indescribable sense of absurdity, coupled with a sense of pride in bringing honor to his family, lingered and entangled in Nguyen Cao Mei's heart. He opened his mouth several times, wanting to say something, but he didn't know where to begin. In the end, he could only sigh, "Times are unpredictable," and stopped thinking about it.

　——There will be many more Americans who will be beaten up by him next, and many US dollars and valuable things are waiting for him to loot!

　Author's Note: PS: Generally speaking, we all think that coastal plains are rich and inland mountainous areas are poor. However, Myanmar is an exception and a peculiar case. The average monthly salary in coastal ports is 400 RMB, while the average monthly salary in inland mountainous areas near the Chinese border is 3000 RMB!

　Therefore, the ethnic groups in northern Myanmar look upon General Min’s military government with the same attitude as a rich man looks upon a poor man. It is impossible for them to be willing to unify.

　Chapter 384: Americans in Vietnam

　When the American youths on the streets of New York were chased by the Vietnamese terrorist squad and had nowhere to go, they could only hide under the cash register of the supermarket, looking at the flickering flames outside the glass window, listening to the gunfire, shouts and screams of heavy machine guns, and sweating like pigs and trembling.

　Their fellow Americans, who had been drafted and were on the front lines in Vietnam, lived a different kind of life, full of violence and passion.

　When the smoke cleared from the first blitzkrieg against Hanoi, and the North Vietnamese Workers' Party showed no sign of fear, even the most optimistic American officers realized that the war in Vietnam would not end anytime soon—or even that there was no end in sight. The hundreds of thousands of American troops who had entered Vietnam were left with no choice but to engage in a long, tedious, and short-lived "sit-down war," a wartime life very different from their usual one.

　According to the description of the American right-wing media, daily life in Da Nang, the capital of "Quang Nam" on the front line of the Vietnam War, is tense but interesting.

　In the morning, you hold a cup of coffee, open the blinds, face the rising sun, and savor the mellow aroma of Vietnamese drip coffee.

　Outside the window, the Guangnan national flag, with a yellow background and a red sun, which looks like the yellowed Japanese sun flag, is flying along with the familiar Stars and Stripes.

　Steam billowed from the rice noodle shop across the street. The American fast food restaurant on the corner was packed. The supermarket was overflowing with American and Japanese goods. The streets and alleys were filled with the cacophony of voices and the blast of American pop music. The air was filled with the fishy smell of seafood and the sweet aroma of tropical fruits. Aside from the occasional distant gunshot of street executions, everything seemed fine, comparable at best to Chicago's ghetto or New York's Hell's Kitchen.

　But American soldiers on the front lines of the Vietnam War who actually read this kind of official documents would often just take a deep breath and curse: Vietnam - shit!

　Other rebellious media outlets vividly portrayed a war-torn South across the Pacific, where Vietcong roamed the bushes. This led to countless horror stories from American soldiers on the Vietnam War front, while also supporting countless psychiatrists back home. They also let listeners of pirate radio stations learn about the existence of a miraculous tree: one that doesn't grow mangoes or bananas, but can produce AK-47s.

　As for the various indescribable "extreme tortures" between American soldiers and Viet Cong female prisoners, they have become the main topic of tabloids in various countries - such as the injection of empty pregnancy lactation agents, the creation of Vietnamese female dairy cows, or the wailing every night in the torture chamber, and even "obscene anecdotes" such as skinning people alive and throwing babies into pots of boiling water in front of their mothers, which have become the talk of the town for gossipers all over the world.

　There was no other way. The long and brutal war twisted people's souls and obliterated their consciences. After arriving in this strange tropical country and fighting for several years, almost all Americans, without exception, had developed a kind of evil and perverted psychology. Especially those soldiers who had been on the verge of life and death. When they recalled the incident later, they probably found it difficult to imagine that they could have committed such cruel atrocities against those unarmed women.

　Of course, the US troops stationed in Vietnam still have to carry out some image projects to save face and show that they are a righteous army coming to defend their allies in the free camp.

　Therefore, as the capital of Quang Nam and the headquarters of the US military in Vietnam, the layout of the US military base in Da Nang is different from other places: there are no strong fortresses or checkpoints with roadblocks, only a pair of sentries standing at attention facing the street intersection, and military vehicles are prepared inside the gate, ready to be deployed at any time.

　The American troops who were ordered to go out always started working in the morning and captured ten or even nine Vietcong in the evening. It always took several kilowatt-hours of electricity to torture out the names of their contacts. If they captured a few more Vietcong, they could get a few more intelligence about the bandits and rebels, and someone would be

　You can get promoted.

　But the lucky ones who had the opportunity to be promoted were ultimately a minority. Most people just worked hard, received military pay from the Pentagon, and day after day cleared out the Viet Cong who popped up like weeds around various "strategic villages". Only a very small number of elite strongmen walked into the barracks, drove armored vehicles to the Truong Son Mountains in the west, and fought together with the Marines' Marines against the elite Viet Cong guerrillas who infiltrated through the Ho Chi Minh Trail.

　As a black Marine soldier stationed in Da Nang, Willy Bryan's life was not too difficult. Every day he would at most curse the poor quality of his rations and mock those stupid recruits with an IQ of less than 70. Since the launch of McNamara's "100,000 Plan", the Vietnam War front has been full of these "McNamara's idiots".

　Because the better recruits were prioritized for General Westmoreland in Singapore, all the idiot recruits were dumped on General Abrams in Vietnam. Abrams, however, didn't dare send entire regiments and battalions of these idiots into battle, so he kept them in the rear, doing menial tasks.

　The result is that in US military bases in coastal rear cities like Da Nang, there are so many idiots that those who can drive are considered smart.

　As a "smart guy" who can drive, Willy Brian cannot stay in the camp all day like a fool and has to go out on field work frequently.

　Fortunately, although Da Nang was only 20 kilometers away from the North Vietnamese positions, it was separated by the Hai Van Ridge, a natural barrier known since ancient times. The Vietnamese army in the north could not attack, and the US army in the south could not attack either - just like the Cham people and the Vietnamese people staring at each other across the Hai Van Ridge.

　Therefore, fighting in Da Nang was rare, and the garrison was mostly in a state of rest and recuperation. Willy Bryan's daily mission was sometimes to suppress peasant unrest in the countryside, sometimes to intimidate dissatisfied citizens in the town, and sometimes to go to the countryside to investigate infiltrating Vietcong spies and deserting Quang Nam Nationalist troops.

　These missions were simple: just strap on your Garand rifle, and no one would dare displease the American commander. As long as you stayed in the group, you could find a chicken or a cow to test your marksmanship and see if it was still as sharp as it was in training camp.

　Of course, as an American soldier spreading democratic and liberal ideas, you'd better not try your sword on your fellow villagers like the Japanese locust army did.

　——If you must try out the knife, please be sure to find a place where there is no one, especially do not be photographed by reporters, and do not take photos yourself.

　In addition, in the eyes of Willy Brian, a black man, Vietnamese girls in Da Nang are much easier to pick up than Japanese girls.

　Back then, when the Japanese Empire had just surrendered after being hit by the atomic bomb and the American imperial army had set foot on the Japanese archipelago, Japanese girls were still easy to get. Even a black man like him could use a few cans of canned food to get a night with a Japanese girl.

　But twenty years later, the Japanese gradually became better off and more knowledgeable. They realized how inferior the status of black people was in the United States. The black soldiers who were forcibly conscripted into the army were even poorer and had a pitiful income. Coupled with the strong body odor of black people, even the most open-minded Japanese prostitutes were unwilling to serve poor and smelly black soldiers, not to mention those bar girls who dreamed of making a fortune and catching a rich man.

　——In the eyes of Japanese girls, white people in Europe and America are considered "devils", and black people are almost equivalent to monkeys and gorillas.

　The US troops stationed in Japan are undoubtedly the superior people in Japan, but this definitely does not include the lowly black people!

　Before, when Willy Brian was training at the Okinawa base, he felt very frustrated in romantic situations and couldn't even pick up the ugliest Japanese girls.

　But when he arrived at the war-torn battlefield in Vietnam with a lot of frustration and dissatisfaction, he found that he seemed to have fallen into a honey pot in an instant - the Vietnamese girls who lived in a war-torn country and whose lives were precarious were not as picky and particular as the Japanese girls. In order to make a living in the war and to leave their hometown through transnational marriage, they were all happy to throw themselves into the arms of American soldiers, even black people were no exception.

　During the three years that Willy Brian had been in Da Nang, he had witnessed many things like American soldiers accidentally firing their guns and having babies with bar girls, and then pitiful pregnant women or young mothers holding mixed-race babies running to the military camp to cause trouble, demanding green cards and other such nonsense.

　Well, if the child's father happens to be a stupid soldier, then the subsequent developments will often be even more bizarre.

　Willy Brian also picked up many girls in the bars and nightclubs in Da Nang, and had a taste of Asian women without spending much money - of course, as a black soldier with a weak sense of responsibility, he never cared about the illegitimate children he had.

　In short, compared with his previous cramped life in Japan, although he felt it was a little more dangerous in Da Nang, his life was much happier.

　However, starting from the last dry season, the stalemate on the Vietnam battlefield began to change.

　As a large number of US troops stationed in Vietnam and former commander General Westmoreland were transferred to the Indonesian battlefield, the newly added troops were full of idiots, resulting in the strength of the troops taken over by the successor commander of the US troops in Vietnam, General Abrams, being much weaker than before, and the front-line field troops were particularly scarce.

　What's even more terrible is that the well-informed Viet Cong quickly noticed the above changes and launched large-scale attacks from the western and southern fronts.

　In the inland area west of the Truong Son Mountains, the already shaky Central Highlands Federation was completely destroyed by the Viet Cong this year. The Jarai people in the north and the remnants of the Champa (Champa) in the southeast successively

　In despair, they gave up resistance and chose to surrender, accepting that their homeland, which had been theirs for generations, would be occupied by the Kinh people of Vietnam. Only the Miao militia in the mountains of the southwest still stubbornly held on to Buon Me Thuot, but with such an isolated city, they could not hold out for long.

　On the narrow coastal plain, the US and Quang Nam Nationalist forces were terrified by the Viet Cong's nearly unlimited supply of Soviet weapons and were forced to retreat hundreds of kilometers. The Cam Ranh Bay naval base, where aircraft carriers were anchored, fell to the enemy. A fierce battle ensued at Nha Trang, resulting in heavy casualties.

　At the same time, although the Viet Cong in the north still could not break through the iron wall of Hai Van Ridge - the engineering team from South Korea boasted that they had built this line of defense comparable to the 38th parallel on the Korean Peninsula - but after defeating the Central Highlands Federation and subduing the natives in the mountains, the Viet Cong guerrillas and even the regular army of North Vietnam were able to bypass Hai Van Ridge, break out from the Truong Son Mountains in the west, and have fun on the coastal plains.

　Then, the territory of Guangnan Kingdom is a thin "belt" close to the coastline, with the Changshan Mountains to the west and the South China Sea to the east. In the middle is a narrow coastal plain, the widest part of which is only 20 kilometers, and there is no strategic depth at all.

　Once the passes in the Truong Son Mountains were lost and tens of thousands of Viet Cong poured in, the entire Quang Nam would be completely destroyed.

　Fortunately, the rainy season arrived shortly after the collapse of the Central Highlands Confederation. The torrential rain and muddy terrain not only made movement difficult for both sides, but also forced the closure of the Ho Chi Minh Trail. Without support from their rear, the Viet Cong guerrillas were forced to temporarily hibernate, unable to launch new offensives.

　But a few months later, the dry season, suitable for combat, arrived again, and the Viet Cong also emerged with the sunny weather. As a result, Willy Bryan could no longer continue to pick up girls in Da Nang or patrol the nearby areas without doing anything. Instead, he received the task of moving to the Truong Son Mountains.

　Then, if you are not lucky enough to take a helicopter and can only travel by car, then the journey alone is full of dangers.

　Who knows how many Viet Cong minefields there are along this thirty-kilometer road!

　The Viet Cong laid a variety of mines, including bouncing mines, anti-vehicle mines, and special chain mines. Some engineers even discovered that the Viet Cong had modified unexploded American cluster bombs into a vicious version of the mine, which was powerful enough to blow up an entire tank.

　There were also various traps with sharp bamboo sticks dipped in feces at the bottom, which could leave the unlucky American soldiers disabled with just one step.

　Even if the engineers managed to clear a safe passage, the Viet Cong carrying rocket launchers would emerge from the bushes and make the passage unsafe again.

　Of course, the effective range of the rocket launcher is not far, but the Viet Cong always have countless tunnels and bunkers that allow them to appear and disappear at will, which makes the US military seem to be always in a fog and can be beaten up by the Viet Cong at any time.

　Generally speaking, each engagement was brief. In these exploratory exchanges, the Viet Cong would not engage in serious combat, retreating after a brief struggle. However, the US military was hesitant to pursue the enemy too deeply, after all, who knew how many bamboo spike traps and mines lay ahead. Previous experience had taught us a lesson: many American special forces had suffered heavy losses due to traps and ambushes while pursuing the Viet Cong. Many unlucky individuals had fallen into bamboo spike traps and were captured by the Viet Cong.

　After finally completing the thirty-plus kilometers of march, they reached the mountain's forward outpost. Before they could even rest, a real battlefield dinner made them even more desperate. Compared to the rice, meat, vegetables, fruit, cigarettes, and soda they'd enjoyed in Da Nang, the only food available in the mountains was canned meals and soup. After their canned dinner, Willy Bryan had to remain on duty until the early hours of the night before he could sleep, relieved by the second group of comrades returning from patrol. He couldn't undress, and he certainly couldn't sleep too deeply. Otherwise, if the Vietcong descended en masse in the middle of the night, he'd be scrambling to get dressed: Vietcong night raids were practically a tradition, and their erratic nature, sometimes early in the night, sometimes late, made for a restless sleep.

　After a month of mountain duty, Willy Bryan was exhausted, but he finally returned to Da Nang, where the sea breeze was blowing, from the tropical forest where the Vietcong had emerged, and because of his outstanding performance, he killed four Vietcong soldiers and was given a luxurious two-day vacation.

　So, as soon as he returned to Da Nang, he immediately rushed into a bar frequented by American soldiers, ready to have a good drink first.

　In this bar opened by French immigrants, all the furnishings are old and show signs of wear and tear. The misty smoke is mixed with the smell of perfume, sweat, and some strange smells - in the torturous battlefield of Vietnam, many brainless soldiers became addicted to various "pills", "powders" and "special cigarettes". They did not dare to take too many drugs in the army and could only come to bars or brothels to release themselves.

　"Two large beers, one cheese platter, one fruit platter, and one whiskey! I want the beer to be ice cold!"

　Willy Bryan sat down at the bar with familiarity, laid out four military bills—or “military payment coupons”—and shouted to the bartender.

　——Unlike the situation later, during the conscription period, from World War II to the Vietnam War, the soldiers of the US military did not use US dollars overseas. Instead, like the Japanese Imperial Army, they could only pay with military notes: As for whether these military notes could eventually be exchanged for US dollars, it depended on the conscience of the Pentagon.

　However, the bartender took one look at the military bill Willy took out, frowned, pushed it back, and pointed to the price list on the wall next to him: "This amount is not enough! You have to add another fifteen dollars!"

　"Huh? Again?

　"Prices have gone up? I haven't been here for just a month, and they've already increased so much? Do you have any conscience?"

　Willy's eyes widened and he shouted indignantly, "It seems the Vietcong army hasn't entered this city yet?"

　"Who made President Johnson declare the US dollar a default this month? US dollars are no longer redeemable for gold; they're just pieces of paper. The exchange rate is plummeting every day, becoming increasingly worthless! And you're using military notes, which aren't even paper, so naturally you have to pay more!"

　The bartender wiped the glass and replied firmly, "Don't stare at me. The price is set by the boss. I can't give you a discount."

　Willy had no choice but to take out two more military bills, and finally the bartender brought him the drinks and snacks he ordered.

　After a few sips of beer and a few pieces of refreshing fruit, Willy's face suddenly showed an expression of enjoyment. Then, he glanced around, trying to find a girl to chat up, so that he could show off his wealth and brag about his recent achievements in "killing Vietcong".

　However, before Willy could find his desired prey, the door of the bar was violently kicked open, and several military police walked in, shouting arrogantly, "Get out! You drunkards! All Marines, cancel your leave now, prepare to go to war! Go back to base and pack your bags immediately!"

　The American soldiers who were drinking and picking up girls suddenly complained in frustration, left the girls and their glasses behind, and rushed out of the store in shame.

　Willy quickly downed the whiskey in his glass and put the cheese in his pocket. Then, as he followed the crowd out, he asked people, "Why is there a big battle all of a sudden? Could it be that the Hai Van Ridge defense line north of Da Nang has been breached?"

　"Haven't you heard? Rumors have been circulating around the base for days. It's said that in order to save the dollar exchange rate, we're going to attack Hanoi again!"

　A sergeant who knew Willy turned around and replied with a lament.

　Author's words: PS: My idea for the next book: Fantasy genre, "Eternal Summer".

　In this fantasy medieval world, suffering from the Little Ice Age, the people cry out to the gods about hunger and cold, hoping that flowers will always bloom and winter will never come again.

　The gods who had been sleeping for many years woke up by chance, responded to the believers' prayers in good faith, and moved their entire land to the equatorial ocean.

　So, faced with eternal summer and the sudden tropical life, what kind of crazy and collapsed end will the people in the fantasy world end up in?

　Then, the protagonist of the time travel, like a faded person who stepped into the borderland, walked into this hot country where civilization collapsed...

　Chapter 385: Second Blitz on Hanoi

　At the end of 1966, the Pacific Rim was engulfed in war.

　While both China and the United States entered into their own turbulent years that they could hardly bear to look back on, the Vietnamese people ushered in the highlight of their history.

　——At the same time, on both sides of the vast Pacific Ocean, the world hegemon, the Americans, were beaten hard!

　While the Vietnamese-American terrorist squad commanded by General Sonth Dinh was wreaking havoc on American soil, unleashing heavy firepower on cities like New York, Chicago, Baltimore, Los Angeles, and San Francisco, Le Duan, Chairman of the North Vietnamese Workers' Party in Hanoi, and Nguyen Huu Tho, Prime Minister of "Red South Vietnam" in Saigon, each dispatched a massive force, inflicting heavy casualties on the American troops trapped in Bangkok and those stationed in Da Nang.

　In late November 1966, just after the rainy season, which had hindered military movement, the various armed forces of the Southern Viet Cong launched a fierce and overwhelming offensive against the last remaining enemy forces in the Central Highlands, the Hmong militia trapped in Ban Me Thuot, the capital of Dak Lak Province.

　The Hmong people in the Central Highlands, at their peak, numbered only 200,000 to 300,000 people, representing a limited human resource. Despite their reputation for bravery, they were already exhausted after years of continuous bloodshed, with nearly all their young and able-bodied men dying. From top to bottom, they had lost the will to continue fighting the Viet Cong.

　Although General Abrams gritted his teeth and airlifted a regiment to reinforce, he was ultimately unable to turn the tide in the isolated city of Buon Ma Thuot.

　Finally, on November 30, Buon Me Thuot, which was under internal and external pressure, was captured by 20,000 Viet Cong armed forces, and the entire Dak Lak Province changed hands.

　The Central Highlands Federation, single-handedly supported by the Americans, lost its last piece of territory and was completely destroyed. The founding leader and last female president of the Central Highlands Federation, Hthong Nyi, fled to the United States on a US military plane just before the fall of Buon Me Thuot.

　In addition, there were more than 200,000 remnants of the Miao army and indigenous refugees from the Central Highlands who were unwilling to accept the rule of the Viet Cong. They left their homes in tears, followed the retreating US troops, and headed east along the highway towards the coastal port cities such as Tuy Hoa, Ninh Hoa, and Nha Trang.

　As a result, the huge number of refugees directly broke through the defense line of the Quang Nam National Army and the US Army against "Red South Vietnam", and the Viet Cong guerrillas and special forces followed the refugee team, broke through the checkpoints of the Truong Son Mountains, and cooperated with the Vietnamese troops on the front battlefield to destroy the rear of the US Army everywhere.

　As a result, the US troops defending Cam Ranh Bay suddenly found themselves caught in a dilemma, attacked from both sides. The Guangnan troops cooperating with them were even more vulnerable, and some even switched sides and attacked the US. As a result, the US troops had no choice but to abandon their positions and retreat, losing Tuy Hoa, Ninh Hoa, and Nha Trang along the way, retreating north to the 14th parallel, and finally regaining a foothold in Qui Nhon, where the Koreans were stationed.

　In this battle, the US military lost few troops. But after such a large retreat, Guangnan, which already had a small territory, lost another 4

　0% of the territory is left, with only a tiny area of ​​more than 10,000 square kilometers between 14 degrees north latitude and 16 degrees north latitude.

　But despite this, this mini country is still firmly pinned to Vietnam's waist, preventing the north and south parts of red Vietnam from connecting.

　It is conceivable that the Viet Cong, having achieved this victory, will never stop temporarily, but will make persistent efforts and will not stop until the US military is pushed into the sea!

　——The headquarters of the US military in Vietnam is stuck in the waist of Vietnam’s territory. If the US troops stationed in Vietnam are not flattened, the territory will continue to be divided!

　Meanwhile, North Vietnamese regulars, deployed in Thailand, joined forces with Laotian allies and Thai Communist guerrillas to encircle a US-ROK joint force deep within Phitsanulok, 300 kilometers north of Bangkok. Despite strenuous rescue efforts by US forces in Thailand, they were ultimately unable to turn the tide after days of fierce fighting. Most of the US troops were evacuated by helicopter, leaving the South Koreans to die. Ultimately, over 2,000 were captured or killed.

　Next, the US military stationed in Singapore also encountered trouble - the warlords' melee on the island of Sumatra over the past year turned the Strait of Malacca into a huge pirate bay. Every day, defeated soldiers became pirates, looting merchant ships and even landing to attack Singapore and Malaysia on the other side.

　To combat piracy and safeguard the Strait of Malacca, General Westmoreland ordered the US military to suppress it. However, guided by an even less reliable informant recruited by an unreliable CIA agent, 70 Marines fell into a pirate trap and were besieged by 2000 pirates for 12 hours. They were completely annihilated before rescue could arrive. Afterward, their bodies were paraded through the streets by the pirates, further humiliating the US military.

　Then, when the US military was struggling in the mud and fighting a desperate battle with the Viet Cong and other anti-US armed forces, the puppet regime behind their wings still showed its ugly side and collapsed miserably, which was simply unbearable to watch.

　——Ever since the "founding president" Zun Shiding resigned and left for the United States, the small country of Guangnan has been plagued by evil winds.

　Although Zun Shiding appointed his vice president, Lieutenant General Ngo Quang Truong, to succeed him before he fled to the United States to find a new job as an advisor to the Terrorist Squad, just two weeks later, the new president, Ngo Quang Truong, was assassinated by a Vietcong special forces suicide bomber while inspecting the front lines in Nha Trang.

　Moreover, the newly appointed Wu Guangchang neither appointed a new vice president nor designated his successor during his lifetime.

　Now that's great, no one can control the situation anymore!