Chapter 1799: Complexity

At this time, America.

Ohio River Basin, British Front.

With the help of the Dragon Flame Army, Qiaozhi and the group led by Qiuer arrived at the front line smoothly.

Upon learning of the incoming support troops, Daoqi was very astonished: "Are you sure we have support troops?"

That soldier said with great certainty: "General Daoqi, they have identification from the British Colonial Area on them, and I have verified it."

"Among that wiped-out support unit, their bodies were not present, so the conclusion given for them was missing."

"The identities of these people are very clear; they are the survivors of the support unit."

Daoqi's expression changed; he had not expected there to be survivors, but soon his face was tinged with joy.

"Since that is the case, let them in quickly and let me take a good look at them."

Soon, Qiaozhi was received by Daoqi.

He was the front-line commander here and had the authority to receive Qiaozhi and the others.

"Oh, our British Warriors, welcome to your arrival."

Daoqi hugged everyone cordially and greeted them sincerely.

He swept his gaze across everyone's faces, invited them to sit down, and offered his condolences: "It really wasn't easy for you to be able to walk out of that jungle alive."

"After the support unit was ambushed, we only then learned that the place had already been occupied by the French Army."

"Everything happened too fast."

Qiaozhi sneered inwardly; if it weren't for that French Soldier revealing the information, perhaps he really would have believed Daoqi's nonsense, but now, he was full of distrust for every word Daoqi said.

Daoqi looked at them and asked in surprise: "How did you survive?"

"I have always been very curious about this matter."

"After all, you know that place had already been occupied by the French Army, and there were only thirty of you; if a battle had occurred, even just once, you all would have likely been completely wiped out."

The group looked toward a certain position, regarding this journey full of death.

In the jungle, they had encountered the French Army more than once, but every time they were able to turn danger into safety.

Successfully surviving—this credit belonged to him.

Qiaozhi.

Under his leadership, they were able to arrive at the front line alive.

Daoqi followed their gaze and focused on one person; this was a young man, yet he revealed a temperament that did not belong

to this young man.

He sat there without curling his body in awe like the other soldiers, some perhaps fearing Daoqi's gaze; instead, he had an indifferent temperament.

He did not take the status of Daoqi as commander to heart in the slightest.

Daoqi even had the feeling of meeting his own superior.

Daoqi felt some aversion to Qiaozhi's gaze; he leaned in, his smile growing rather than fading, and extended his hand: "I think the reason they were able to come out of the jungle alive is because of your credit."

Qiaozhi stood up and smiled as he shook hands with Daoqi: "General, I am not that great."

"I only provided a little help when they were lost."

Daoqi nodded: "What is your name?"

"Qiaozhi, sir."

"Qiaozhi..." Daoqi muttered the name twice and nodded: "Not bad, you are very good."

"For your bravery, I want to reward you."

Daoqi turned around and faced everyone: "Qiaozhi will become an important Staff Officer at our front-line command headquarters; he will be my assistant and will assist us in winning this war."

The group erupted in thunderous applause; they were all very satisfied with this result.

Qiaozhi was slightly stunned; he had not expected Daoqi to give him such an important position.

A front-line Staff Officer could let him know many inside details that others did not understand.

For example, more detailed data on that battle involving Gelin.

But Qiaozhi could not feel happy at all; this move by Daoqi was very abnormal.

After all, according to the intelligence he currently possessed.

Daoqi had many things that could not be seen by others, and the information a Staff Officer could access was simply too much.

"Congratulations, Qiaozhi."

"This position is worthy of you."

The group offered sincere greetings.

Qiaozhi stood up, thanked everyone one by one, walked to the platform, and roared: "We will drive the French out of our territory; we will definitely do it!"

"The French Soldier and the Indian will eventually be expelled by us!"

Daoqi clapped, praising this newly appointed Staff Officer.

He looked at Qiaozhi's appearance with a smile on his face, but he had different thoughts in his heart.

Every person received a commendation from Daoqi, the commander; some received medals, and some were promoted in rank.

Qiuer, as one of the only two

captains among these thirty people, was also promoted.

After the meeting ended, Daoqi urgently contacted the high-ranking commanders at the front line.

In a dim room, the Chief of Staff, commanders, and a group of high-ranking officials gathered here.

Every person here was crucial to the British Front, and the decisions they made would affect the direction of the subsequent British war situation.

Daoqi said in a deep voice: "Guys, we have encountered trouble now."

"Those people from the British Colonial Area are not worth trusting."

Chief of Staff Wei'erbo spread his hands and said indifferently, "It's only thirty people; I have a hundred ways to make them disappear miraculously."

"So there is no need to worry about anything."

"I will handle everything."

"I guarantee this point."

Daoqi gave a cold snort, stared at Wei'erbo, and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid you've forgotten that during Gelin's operation, if it weren't for the flaws in your plan, he should be lying in a grave right now, instead of actually lying in a hospital."

Wei'erbo's expression stiffened, and he cast an angry glance at Daoqi, but did not speak to refute him.

Daoqi continued, "These people cannot die yet; the Dragon Flame Army knows they are alive, and I think the British Colonial Area will also know this information before long."

"If any accident happens to them now, we will all likely face an investigation."

Someone knocked on the tabletop, interrupting Daoqi's words.

"If they don't die, what if our affairs are exposed? Besides, the French positions have all fallen now, and they will know this news sooner or later."

"If it is exposed, we will face great trouble."

Daoqi pondered for a moment, crossing his hands in front of his face, revealing only his eyes, which looked even more gloomy under the dim candlelight.

"I think we can bribe them, but this matter must be done secretly."

"As long as the heat dies down, who will still care about these grunts?"

The group pondered for a moment and nodded; what Daoqi said made sense.

As long as the heat dies down, no one will care about these grunts.

"Don't forget, Daoqi, you also promoted a Staff Officer who can access our secrets; what should be done about him?"

Everyone looked at Daoqi; those grunts were easy to deal with, but this Staff Officer was not so easy to handle.