According to the meaning of the Ministry of Armed Forces, there is no need to make such trouble, just like when the Northwest Alliance and the Four Provinces Alliance were annexed, first send diplomats to find out the situation, select a few field airfields that can land and transport 5, and then behead them directly by descending from the sky.

In recent years, although aviation kerosene has been completely cut off, and high-grade gasoline and diesel have also disappeared, relying on the advantages of Jinmen Refinery starting early, many technicians, and relatively complete equipment, it can still refine gasoline suitable for aviation piston engines. Even if the amount is not large, it is enough for a large-scale airborne landing.

However, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Ministry of the Interior have always been opposed to this kind of crude and unbridled mode of warfare, believing that it is best to surrender the army without a fight, and that it is not necessary to desperately seize a region that is far from the scope of control, has a complex ethnic composition, and is not easy to fully control.

At present, the East Asian Union is not short of coal, oil, or manpower, the only thing that is lacking is time, and if you want to develop the heavy chemical industry from scratch, you can only climb little by little. It is useless to light up the technology tree, there is a lack of cooperation with surrounding industries, and many things and machinery are in the air.

As far as the project of restoring self-sufficiency in weapons and ammunition is concerned, the drawings and formulas are ready-made, and the technicians are also ready-made, but what about the raw materials? To make guns and cannons, you have to get seamless steel pipes out first, organic processing equipment and chemical raw materials, and you can't last long just by collecting the finished products of the old world.

Without these things, can we make guns and cannons? It's also done, make do. Get a flintlock pistol or even a rear-loading needle rifle, and then a smoothbore cannon or a paper shell fixed ammunition will definitely kill people. But in the long run, it is really useless except for wasting manpower and material resources.

Now that the East Asian Alliance occupies enough territory and resources, what is needed is peaceful development, and there is no need to rush to pursue high-speed expansion. It is enough to engage in some infiltration, separatism, and subversive actions to cause trouble for other forces. Take a bite when you have the chance, and wait slowly if you don't have the chance.

But the military is not happy, they train their soldiers every day to accumulate weapons and ammunition, and prepare for a meal, and then you tell me that there will be no large-scale military operations in the next five years, how can you explain to your subordinates? Who doesn't want to go to the battlefield to make meritorious contributions and get promoted, and who doesn't want to expand the territory and glorify their ancestors?

According to the meaning of those young officers, not only did they have to get their hands on the territory and population of the redeemer, but they also had to push off the Southwest Alliance and the Southeast Alliance, and then collect ships by sea and land and go to Southeast Asia in one breath, so that they could take a breath and rest.

But they can't be relieved, they want Siberia in the north, and the Indian Peninsula in the south. Anyway, whoever doesn't take advantage of the zombie disease to sweep across Asia will be a sinner through the ages!

Fortunately, they didn't go to South Korea and Japan, not because they didn't want to, but because the nuclear leaks in those two places were so serious that there were almost no safe areas and no survivors. Those who can be contacted have run over, and those who can't have run over have run over, and who knows where to hide.

The most troublesome thing is that both views have supporters in the council, and neither of them can convince anyone. As a result, the things that are unfair on the surface are all taken to the private and secretly more energetic.

The Ministry of the Interior and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs have developed an infiltration program called the Flock of Birds, and the Ministry of Armed Forces has also developed an armed annexation program called Pangolin. Both sides are collaborating and wary of each other, both wanting to get the first step in refining the plan and then getting more buy-in from the board.

Zhang Ke himself did not actually support the pangolin operation, and his mindset was heavily influenced by the flood and he was unwilling to cause large-scale infighting among the survivors before the zombies were completely eliminated. Of course, the necessary annexation is needed, and that is for the sake of development, and if the conditions for development are already met, there should be no blind expansion.

It's nice to say how much territory the light map occupies and how many people it rules, but fighting a war always kills people, and not every time it goes as smoothly as the first two operations. Once you make a mistake, it's a never-ending hard battle.

However, he is only an operational staff officer of the General Staff Department under the Ministry of Armed Forces, his qualifications are old and useless, his position is not very high, and he is soft-spoken, and he cannot convince fanatical fighters like Pan Wenxiang and Zhang Tao at all. So the work that needs to be done has to be done, and it has to be done well.

"Bell bell bell ...... "It's not just some people in the Redeemer's base who can't sleep tonight, there are also people in the capital 3,000 kilometers away who are disturbed by the ringing of the phone.......

"Hey, it's my ......" Zhou Yuan stretched out her arm and picked up the phone on the bedside table, closed her eyes and put it to her ear.

Seven years have passed, and her appearance is still so bewitching, except for a few subtle wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. The waist hidden under the towel quilt is no longer as slender as before, but every move is more feminine, like a ripe peach, which makes people always want to take a bite.

"Bring it to my room right away!" After listening quietly for more than ten seconds, Zhou Yuan put down the microphone and opened his eyes, and after a while of ideological struggle, he got up and left the mat, put on silk pajamas and was about to walk out of the bedroom, when he saw his face in the dressing mirror.

"Alas...... "The old man is yellow...... "leaned in to touch the bags under his eyes that were not obvious, grabbed his hair into a messy appearance, and tried to make a few cute expressions. The result was very dissatisfied, and he walked out with a long sigh.

As a powerful foreign minister and executive director, she fights with her subordinates, colleagues, other departments, and the board of directors all day long, which is her favorite job, and it does arouse a strong sense of competitiveness, but she always feels that something is missing.

Man, that's right, she has everything around her, but she doesn't see half a man daring to approach. It's not that she takes the initiative to reject people thousands of miles away, but no one dares to make a mistake when she sees her, she can't wait to put on a ten-layer mask, and if she can say less, she will say less, but if she can't do it, she has to lower her head and look at her toes to speak.

It's cold to be in a high place! Originally, she liked this kind of game where 10,000 people crossed the single-plank bridge and pushed everyone down, but she passed safely. But the more single-plank bridges you cross, the less bridges you have ahead, and the less fun you have. A lot of times I can't find the fun anymore, and I'm just coping.

Why is this happening, she understands in her heart, lack of pressure. Everyone works and lives according to the rules, and even if there is a fight, it is very low-level and very ordinary. Like before, when I was in the Pingjian Army and in the Survival Alliance, I couldn't find the feeling that I would be crushed if I didn't pay attention to it anymore.

Especially no one restricts herself from all aspects, since the man died, she first let herself go for two years, and used all her strength, and it was really fun to fight with others.

But soon I found out that the opponents were so ordinary, playing all the same old ways, and there was no trick at all. There are very few people who can understand themselves, and very few of them partially understand. If you can't find a bosom friend, or even a qualified opponent, you will naturally lose your motivation.

"Knock knock...... Minister Zhou, I'm Secretary Sun...... "Before half a cigarette was finished, there was a gentle knock on the door, the tone was the same, the interval was the same, and then it was a man's voice, steady and restrained.

"Come in......" Zhou Yuan was a little irritable, why didn't anyone dare to tease these young people. In order to create opportunities, even the secretary was replaced by a young man with a water, and he got nothing with the infamy of an old cow eating tender grass on his back in vain.

“…… This is an urgent top-secret message that I received just 25 minutes ago, there are two copies in total, and it was sent by Ambassador Hibek and the thrush respectively! The door was gently pushed open, so light that it didn't even bring up the airflow.

A pair of jet-black and shiny three-joint leather shoes, a pair of dark green military pants with a trouser line that can cut tofu, and a young man with a slender figure and a handsome face walked in silently with measured steps.

Stand upright a meter away from the coffee table, staring at the oil painting on the wall with your eyes level, and report on your work in a standard baritone voice like a TV announcer. At the same time, I opened the leather bag I carried at any time and took out the black folder, which was placed in the upper right corner of the coffee table, and the two sides were seriously consistent with the coffee table.

“…… Open it! Zhou Yuan extinguished the cigarette and leaned back on the sofa, cocked Erlang's legs, and took the opportunity to separate a gap in the hem of the nightgown, revealing the connotation of white flowers.

"Yes......" Secretary Sun stood up again, took out the letter opener from his purse, bent down and picked up the fire paint on the folder with a very skillful and fast technique, put away the knife, got up, and stood upright...... Continue to admire the oil painting on the wall depicting the first battle of the capital, without squinting.