Chapter 815: Return to the Battlefield

The next day, as soon as Wang Pangzi entered the office, he slammed his bag onto the table and grumbled to Hu Bayi, "Old Hu, why do I feel like life after getting married isn't as carefree as when I was single?"

Hu Bayi cursed, "Are you sick? You were desperate to chase Linzi back then, and now that you've got her, you're complaining it's boring?"

Wang Pangzi sighed and scratched his head vigorously, "You don't know, her group of friends is so snobbish, chasing me every day to ask what stocks to speculate on. Can I go around talking about this kind of thing?"

Hu Bayi sighed, "Didn't Zhuzi make it clear to us? This is the biggest trade secret; if we can't even keep this, we shouldn't be in this business anymore."

Xu Damao also chimed in, "Pangzi, a hero has trouble passing the beauty's test; you must not let anything slip. I've studied it, and He Yuzhu is right to tell us to keep it a secret. The entire Yuyuan Mall market cap is only one billion, and we're investing forty or fifty million this time, which is equivalent to five percent of the circulating shares. If we tell others, it'll probably drive the stock up by thirty percent, and wouldn't we be losing out then? We have to buy slowly, don't be in a rush, even if it takes a month or two."

Wang Pangzi nodded, "I have an idea. Why don't we just tell Lingzi's friends that we're buying Vacuum Shares? I have a feeling that her friends might be scouting for information on behalf of Bao Zong."

Xu Damao glared at Wang Pangzi, "You kid, you really are wicked. But if you trick Lingzi's friends, don't expect to have a peaceful life."

Wang Pangzi laughed, "In stocks, you can't be too careful. If Lingzi's friends all lose money, it would actually be a good thing for me; I'd be free, and they'd never ask me about buying stocks again. They won't be able to find out whether our company lost or made money anyway."

Dajinya laughed heartily, "I didn't expect a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes like you to be so wicked!"

Before leaving, He Yuzhu specifically went to visit his uncle, Shen Wenqing.

As soon as he entered, he found Lao Zhou there, and the two were playing chess.

He Yuzhu said with a smile, "Lao Zhou, you're over eighty, your health is really good, much better than my uncle's."

Lao Zhou was amused, "I play table tennis and swim when I have nothing to do, unlike your uncle, who is quite lazy."

Shen Wenqing was displeased, "There's no need to pick on me like that; I go for a walk for over an hour every day too."

He Yuzhu replied, "Uncle, for this diabetes, you have to eat less staple food and more vegetables and lean meat."

Shen Wenqing glanced at him, "If your father hadn't passed a message to you, would you still not have come to see me even now?"

He Yuzhu said irritably, "Uncle, I didn't expect you to be more pretentious as you get older. Can't you come to our house to see me?"

Lao Zhou also chimed in from the side, "Exactly."

Shen Wenqing retorted crossly, "Your house is too noisy, I'm not used to living there, unlike here, which is quiet."

He Yuzhu didn't say anything more; he turned around and moved several large boxes down from his car. These were things he had spent a long time digging out from the M Country aircraft carrier supplies he had collected—inside were insulin injections, blood pressure medication, various medicines for wound infections, and a small refrigerator.

He Yuzhu opened the box and said, "Uncle, didn't you say imported insulin is hard to buy? This time I've brought you enough medicine for a year or two, just take it on schedule."

As soon as Shen Wenqing saw these things, his eyes lit up immediately, "Hey, with insulin, I can eat the things I like."

Lao Zhou said crossly, "Shen Wenqing, I didn't expect your willpower to be so weak that you can't even quit sugar."

Shen Wenqing retorted, "You're no different, your own blood pressure is quite high, yet you love eating Braised Pork."

The two started bickering again.

He Yuzhu put the things down, chatted with them for a while, and then went home.

Time flew by, and He Yuzhu didn't even manage to spend the New Year at home before rushing off to the Arab Region.

He followed the contact address and found Sadake.

As soon as Sadake saw He Yuzhu return, he was overjoyed, his eyes even turned red, and he said, "Ali, I thought you weren't coming back."

He Yuzhu laughed, "How could that be? I'm a loyal friend, right? I even did you a huge favor before I left."

Sadake asked curiously, "Ali, what exactly happened?"

He Yuzhu looked at him strangely, "What, you don't know that another aircraft carrier of M Country was blown up?"

Sadake shook his head vigorously, "To tell you the truth, we didn't receive any news."

He Yuzhu thought to himself: M Country's information blockade is still quite tight.

He explained, "When I was leaving, I saw those planes buzzing back and forth in the sky, and I felt quite annoyed, so I just blew up another one of their aircraft carriers and a few frigates... It looks like there's no hope of applying for money from the superiors."

Sadake's eyes lit up and he asked, "Really? No wonder the planes flying over recently have become fewer and fewer."

He Yuzhu said, "Of course, four aircraft carriers turned into three, so there must be fewer. How is the war situation on your side?"

Sadake replied, "Our results are also quite good. We shot down more than sixty planes, mainly bombers. However, six sets of equipment were also destroyed, and now only four are left. Can you help us make some more?"

He Yuzhu thought for a moment and said, "This time I can make at most three sets for you."

Sadake nodded, "Three sets will do. Let me tell you some bad news. Although M Country has been severely damaged, they refuse to give up. They have united with the Multinational Force and are launching a fierce attack on Babylon in three routes... The higher-ups have issued us a mission to deal with the route coming from Turkey."

He Yuzhu asked, "How many people are in this force?"

Sadake took out a document, "Forty thousand M Military troops, ten thousand Jordan coalition troops, and eight thousand from Turkey."

He Yuzhu said, "Give me the detailed route map."

Sadake pointed to the North Route Army, "This force uses Turkey as its base of operations and has assembled the main force of the M Military; it is a NATO Heavy Armored Division. The heavy armored cluster will move south along the border, heading straight for Mosul and Tikrit. This route is our greatest threat; once the North Route Army drives straight in, they can reach the northern suburbs of Baghdad."

He Yuzhu said, "Tell me about the other two routes."

"The South Route Army departs from Oman as a base, preparing to land on the Fao Peninsula of Babylon. The main combat objective of this route is to seize the Oilfield and blockade the ports... The West Route Army will use carrier-based aircraft as cover, deploying airborne troops and special detachments to contain other military forces around Baghdad..."

After listening to Sadake's account, He Yuzhu pondered for a while and immediately said, "Assemble the troops quickly, we must stop the North Route Army."

Seven days later, He Yuzhu, leading Sadake and over a hundred others, snuck into a logistics transit station on the Turkish border in the dead of night.

The headlights here formed rivers of light, and heavy trucks fully loaded with fuel, ammunition, food, and military supplies lined up in long queues, moving in and out.

A cold arc curled at the corner of his mouth.

Sadake said, "This place should be their largest logistics transit station. If we blow this up, the soldiers on the front line will soon retreat."

He Yuzhu said, "You take your men ten kilometers ahead to blow up those transport convoys... I alone am enough to blow up this base."

This time, Sadake did not hesitate at all and quickly led his men away.