Chapter 229: The Protracted War
The U.S. ambassador, commander of military aid, and CIA officials rejoiced at the end of the North Vietnamese Workers' Party's leadership in the South, as if the enemy had been defeated and that the long-awaited peace was about to come.
Although the casualties were not small, it is undeniable that it was a very successful "decapitation operation".
Winning a battle is worth rejoicing, but you can only be happy, and you can't let your guard down.
Kill a few bosses today, and send dozens tomorrow. Even if all the Vietnamese Gs in the south are eradicated, they will infiltrate the south without a while, and even launch a full-scale war. In short, as long as the North and the South remain divided, and the North remains governed by the Workers' Party, peace will never come.
Fearing that the principal members of the "Vietnamese Chinese Literature and Art Research Society," senior executives of the Industrial Investment Company, and the generals of the Fourth Tactical Zone would be carried away by this small victory, Li Weimin and the people who saw him off before boarding the plane repeatedly stressed the need to have a clear understanding of the situation and to be prepared to fight a "protracted war."
From the outbreak of World War II to the present, the country has never been at peace. People are determined, and even Sun Ningyu can't help but think about when this kind of turbulent day will come to an end.
The Boeing 707 flies at an altitude of 9,000 meters, and with this advanced jetliner, you don't have to suffer from loud noise, or even feel the turbulence, the flight is smooth, the temperature is right, and the propeller airliner is fast.
The boss stayed up all night, wearing an eye mask, half-lying on the front seat and falling asleep. Mr. Wu, who rarely accompanies his boss on visits, helped him tuck the blanket and then picked up a magazine to pass the time.
Looking at the boss and the boss's wife, He Tianming, who went to the United States on the same plane, couldn't help but think of the scene when he took a transport plane to Hanoi to organize the evacuation of refugees to the south.
Time flies. Eight years have passed in the blink of an eye.
He took the last sip of juice from his glass. Sideways smile: "Ning Yu." Mr. Li had previously sworn that when he had money in the future, he would buy the most advanced and safest plane as a special plane, and he would have the most skilled captain to fly it. β
Sun Ningyu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but smile: "Now that I have money, I still take the airline's airline." β
"It's not that he can't afford it, it's not that he can't afford it, it's not that he's reluctant to do it, but he's afraid that it won' Miss Li doesn't have so many scruples in the United States. Either you don't buy it, and the other one you buy is two private jets, a helicopter, a jet, and I heard that even the airport is private. β
Knowing that Miss Li is rich, but really didn't know that Miss Li is so rich, Sun Ningyu will be suspicious: "Two planes, and a private airport?" β
"What are you lying to do?"
He Tianming stretched his waist, held on to the front seat and said, "The helicopter is parked on the roof of the building, and the jet airliner is parked in New Jersey." Go wherever you want, take off when you want. β
"Is it good to land a helicopter on the roof of the Empire State Building?"
"I moved early. Now it has its own skyscraper, not far from Manhattan's Chinatown, just not as tall as the Empire State Building. β
"Own?"
"Miss Li invested in the development, started construction in 59 years, topped out last summer, and put into use this year. Originally, it was going to be called 'Yuemei Building', but later I felt that the name was not atmospheric enough, so I changed it to 'Asian American Center'. β
Sun Ningyu has been in charge of the affairs of the "Vietnamese Chinese Literature and Art Research Association" and the Fourth Tactical Zone, and he really knows nothing about this matter. He Tianming smiled, and then introduced: "A total of 58 floors, the U.S. branch of the Industrial Investment Company, the branches of the Bank of East Asia, the Bank of Saigon, the OCBC Bank, and the Nanyang Bank in New York, as well as the U.S. representative offices of Yuehua Insurance and Wells Fargo Electronics, have all moved over. There was also the hotel, where we stayed on our trip to New York. β
The founder of the Chinese Youth Association, who was next to him, initially worked as a young Chinese organization, and then went to the Parrot Point area with Mr. Qian to accept and resettle Cambodian and Lao Chinese, and stayed in the embankment and the Parrot Point countryside for a long time, until the first batch of people studying in the United States returned to China before going to the United States for two years of study.
The boss apparently wanted him to be exposed to other affairs, and instead of letting him go back to the embankment or parrot corner, he stayed by his side as an assistant, specializing in the business side of the company.
After arriving in the United States, he arranged his schedule, and he said that he would stay wherever he wanted. Sun Ningyu nodded and didn't say anything more.
It seems that he has been in the United States for two years, and there is no one to communicate with, He Tianming has become more talkative than before since returning to China, glanced at the blue sky and white clouds outside the porthole, and asked: "Ning Yu, I saw you in a daze just now, what were you thinking, did you miss your girlfriend?" β
The passengers in the back six rows were all experts from the "Defense Equipment Demand Committee", the middle two rows were escorts from the Vung Tau Industrial Village Police Station, and the back were entrepreneurs who went to the United States with their bosses to participate in the annual "Vietnam Commodity Fair".
Sun Ningyu had nothing to worry about, and whispered his worries.
He Tianming has been engaged in the work of Chinese secret organizations for a long time, has experienced a lot, and can be called half a politician, and has an extremely profound understanding of the question of "when is the head".
He touched his nose and whispered in Sun Ningyu's ear: "After being with Mr. Li for so long, you should know very well what our true position is. The population base is there, and the result of the reunification of the North and the South will only dilute our already small population, so in the long run, it will be beneficial for us to maintain the division of the North and the South.
People in the south are unwilling, they can do work, and they can even deflect contradictions. Whether the people in the north agree or not, the initiative is not in us, and their ********, political stance, and attitude determine that war is inevitable. As for when it will be a head, it all depends on how resolute its attitude is and what kind of approach it will take.
Judging from the present situation, they want to infiltrate cadres in the south, promote their political ideas, unleash guerrillas, sabotage the economy, create panic, shake the political foundation, accumulate small victories into big victories, and finally achieve their goal of reunification by encircling the cities from the countryside. I have to admit that this was very painful and torturous for us, so Mr. Li asked us to be prepared for a long battle before boarding the plane.
But I firmly believe that they will never succeed by petty fighting. If you want to achieve your goal, you still have to fight a big war in the end. As long as we can hold on to that moment, as long as we can seize the opportunity and give them a heavy blow. Beat them to hurt, cripple, and fear. We can win the peace we want. At the very least, we need to form a posture like that on the Korean Peninsula. β
From Ngo Dinh Diem as prime minister to the present, don't look at the North Vietnamese messing up the countryside, but in fact they have not taken much advantage. Emerge from the head, strike hard, raise your head again, teach a hard lesson, and kill more people than the national army. However, the war burned to the south, and they had the political and economic advantage.
How can there be a reason in the world that you can't fight back when you are beaten. If they want to hurt and cripple North Vietnam, they must cross the 17th parallel and burn the flames of war into their control areas.
Sun Ningyu leaned into his ear and asked, "Go to Hanoi and give them some color to see." β
"If you have enough strength, you can try it."
"The long pain is better than the short pain, I really hope that they can't hold their breath and provoke a full-scale war first."
"They wouldn't be so stupid, and even if they did, the United States wouldn't take the same military action that it did on the Korean Peninsula." At the end of the day, everyone is on the sidelines. We can only rely on ourselves. So what you think is a long pain is good for us, because we need time to accumulate and develop the strength needed to fight back. β
Just as they were discussing the future of Vietnam. On the runway of Tan Son Nhat Air Base, the most extraordinary press conference in Vietnam's history is being held.
Foreign and foreign media reporters, diplomats from various countries in Saigon, officials of the International Supervision and Supervision Commission, senior officers of the US Military Aid Command to Vietnam, and well-known social elites were almost all invited by Nguyen Gao Qi.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the helicopter formation escorting the prisoners will land immediately, and in order to ensure the safety of navigation, the 19th Air Tactical Support Squadron carrying out the escort mission is escorted by the 22nd Fighter Squadron, please stop taking pictures and give up the runway to our heroes."
Ruan Gaoqi stood in front of the microphone, his tone was frustrated, and he was full of spirit, like an air force colonel, a spokesman for the entire Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
Killing and capturing so many leaders of the Vietnamese G, such a brilliant record is unprecedented.
It is said that US President John F. Kennedy sent a congratulatory telegram praising the Vietnamese Air Force as an outstanding army, saying that what they had achieved was a great victory.
The enthusiasm of the reporters and guests was all ignited, and they rushed to take photos with him one by one. For the time being, the "pride of the sky" who has no combat missions has all become popular among the people, and even the airport guards are more popular than usual.
A mouthful of government troops is not all "incompetent", and it is simply a slap in the face of the Ministry of Defense, the General Staff and the Army.
Yang Wenming was angry, thinking that he was unlucky, and that he was a villain.
The new defense minister, Nguyen Dinh Chun, Tran Thien Chien, Le Van Ji, Tran Van Dun, Le Van Kim and other generals of the national army, felt the same sour and unpleasant feelings.
Because Nguyen Gao Qi, who was talking about it, had become the most powerful person in South Vietnam an hour ago. Not only did he actually control the air force and paratrooper brigades, but he also directly obeyed the command of the special forces of the military aid headquarters, but even the army's 5th Infantry Division, 7th Infantry Division, 18th Infantry Division, and 21st Infantry Division of the Third Tactical Region had to cooperate with his "right hook" operation.
When Yang Wenming exterminated the warlords of Hoa Hao and returned to Saigon, the Ngo Dinh Yen gang organized a grand ceremony for him.
Wu Dinh Yen didn't come, and no one helped him do it, so Ruan Gaoqi decided to do it himself, and invited a band from nowhere to play cheerful music. The formation of fighter planes flying over the airport did not land directly, but pulled out colorful smoke like an air show team, which looked so lively.
Taking the opportunity of his colleagues looking up, a reporter rushed forward and asked: "Mr. Colonel, there are rumors that the military operation you commanded was not authorized by the General Staff and was even mistaken for a coup d'Γ©tat, is this rumor true?" β
Ruan Gaoqi straightened the silk scarf around his neck and replied with a serious face: "Mr. Reporter, as you know, this operation has not been authorized by the relevant parties, and in fact we have not submitted an application. It must be emphasized, however, that there is a reason to do so.
If we had submitted the application in advance and proceeded in a step-by-step manner, the corrupt bureaucrats and their procrastination would have delayed the fighter plane and made us lose the suddenness of the battle. And we have reason to believe that some command structures have been infiltrated by the G-G, I don't trust them, and I can't let them do my thing. β
This is big news, and a reporter asked, "The Ministry of Defense, or the General Staff?" β
This bastard actually pointed at the monk and scolded the bald donkey.
Nguyen Dinh Chun's face turned pale suddenly, while Tran Shan Kim, Le Van Ji and Tran Van Dun were so angry that they gritted their teeth, Nguyen Gao Qi had already seen that they were not pleasing to the eye, so he didn't care what they thought, and said with a meaningful smile: "Not long ago, a group of North Vietnamese spies were captured within the army, and this is well known. β
The Ministry of Defense has it, and the General Staff Department also has it, and a total of 17 of them have been arrested, and they have been infiltrated so badly that no one dares to reveal it easily, after all, as soon as the news leaks, the head of the Vietnamese G will flee from the wind. His "bitterness" was forgiven by almost everyone, and a national hero was born.
At the end of the air show, the fighter formation landed first.
The timing was just right, the last F8F landing gear had just landed, and suddenly there was a deafening engine sound in the west, and the helicopter formation appeared in people's sight domineeringly.
One, two, three, four...... There are twelve of them, which are spectacular and visually striking.
The planes landed neatly on the runway, the soldiers of the Einsatzgruppen Battalion who had come to receive the prisoners and classified documents ran forward under the leadership of two American lieutenants, and the Peking Elite officers, who had been talking about tigers, were lifted out of the cabin one by one, and reporters swarmed over like a tidal wave, clicking and taking pictures. (To be continued.) )