Chapter 1914: Killing a Person

"Kill a person?" Li He laughed out loud.

He looked at the French Soldiers hidden in the shadows nearby and said indifferently, "Delu, with the power you currently hold on Tasmania, isn't killing one person very simple?"

"But that is only on the island; it seems you want to kill someone outside the island."

Delu shook his head and, dipping his finger in tea, wrote a name on the table.

Li He looked at the name Delu had written on the table, his brow furrowing: "Him?"

Delu nodded and said in a deep voice, "General Li He is the only person on the island I cannot kill; I must borrow your hand."

"Once it is done, I can give your Resistance Army space to survive. You should know that killing you or wiping out the Resistance Army you established would be as easy as turning over my hand right now!"

Li He stared at Delu, while Delu, unafraid, squinted his eyes as he watched the expression on Li He's face.

Li He said in a deep voice, "Do you think this can threaten me?"

"You should know that if I were to give the order now, you would die, and I would die too."

"Death no longer evokes any fear in me."

Delu leaned toward Li He, looked at Li He's face, which was filled with killing intent, and said, "I naturally admire the General's courage, and I also understand the General's style."

"But the General also knows that I would not have come here without ensuring my safety; your Resistance Army is composed of fourteen units, after all."

"How can you be certain there are no traitors within your troops?"

"Besides, don't you want to know who this person I am asking you to kill is?"

"He is the commander of our French troops, responsible for the invasion of the Australia continent; killing him is also an opportunity for you."

Upon hearing this, Li He raised an eyebrow. He watched the expression on Delu's face, finding it somewhat difficult to fathom Delu's intentions.

Since this person named Huo En was the commander-in-chief of the French troops, why would Delu want to assassinate him?

This matter did not conform to common sense.

But just as Delu had said, by taking out this Huo En, their Australia could also temporarily gain safety.

"How about it?"

"This is a profitable deal. Your Resistance Army gains living space on Tasmania, and once Huo En is dead, the French troops' landing operation will fall into a temporary stalemate due to the lack of a commander-in-chief."

After deliberating for a moment, Li He said, "Time, location."

"Three days from now, at my residence; you are familiar with that place!" Delu wiped away the name, turning it into a puddle of tea.

"Good."

Delu raised his cup and smiled, "Now, General, we can consider ourselves to have the friendship of sharing tea."

He drank the tea in his cup in one gulp. Li He looked at the teacup in front of him and picked it up; Delu revealed a smile.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...

Li He poured the tea in front of him onto the ground, and Delu's expression stiffened slightly.

Li He stood up and said, "The tea of Longyan—the first cup is not for drinking. Farewell!"

Bang!

The teacup slammed heavily onto the tea table. After Li He's palm left it, the teacup shattered on impact, leaving no chance for more tea to be poured.

Delu watched Li He leave.

Delu looked at the teacup, seemingly pondering something.

Returning to his troops, Li He directed the Resistance Army to change routes and retreat.

After reaching another evacuation point.

His brothers Fu Cang and Ge Dazhuang rushed over and asked anxiously, "General, are you alright? What did that French person say? Should we go back and have a fight with them now?"

Li He glanced at Ge Dazhuang, feeling quite helpless.

He had no choice but to say, "It's nothing. Continue the retreat. During this period, disperse the troops and try to avoid combat with the French troops."

Fu Cang frowned tightly as he looked at Li He and asked, "General, what exactly happened? Delu definitely didn't have good intentions coming here this time!"

Li He said in a deep voice, "He asked us to kill someone—to kill someone you would absolutely never guess."

"Who is it?" Ge Dazhuang asked like a curious child.

Li He only glanced at him without revealing the name. He looked at Fu Cang and said, "Gather a few people from our Longyan Army who were once responsible for assassinations. In three days, come with me on an outing."

Fu Cang did not ask questions left and right like Ge Dazhuang.

He followed Li He's instructions to gather those candidates for the Special Forces who had once been trained by General Qin Zhangfeng.

Li He watched Fu Cang's departing back and fell into deep thought; the plan he had agreed to with Delu was merely a delaying tactic.

Moreover, he was now incomparably certain that there was a mole in their Resistance Army.

This mole's rank was not low; otherwise, it would have been impossible to silently place intelligence regarding Australia on his desk.

That Delu would know their operational information—all of this seemed so extraordinary.

Soon, Fu Cang found enough Longyan Army soldiers; these were all special soldiers that General Qin Zhangfeng had once spent a great deal of time and energy cultivating.

They were the most powerful troops of the Longyan Army.

Because of their existence, many special missions of the Longyan Army could be completed.

However, in the current situation, these troops had been reduced to tools for Xie Fang to increase military rental prices, and the Special Forces had also been abandoned.

Even with the war breaking out now, Li He had not reorganized the Special Forces.

The time and energy required to build a Special Forces unit would grow exponentially.

Furthermore, the Weaponry and Equipment were also very elite.

Added to the current special circumstances, the Resistance Army was composed of fourteen units, and their military supplies could not keep up; under such conditions, building a Special Forces unit was somewhat of a pipe dream.

But the candidates for these Special Forces still existed.

At this moment, one could no longer find even a trace of a special soldier on them.

Li He looked at them and said in a deep voice, "You were all once the pride of the Dragon Flame Army. Now, can you recreate the glory of that pride? Let me see what you are capable of!"

"Step forward!"

These special soldiers found by Fu Cang stepped out.

Li He issued the mission objectives to them.

Although the war had changed them, this instinct etched into their bones still allowed them to complete the mission objectives Li He gave them with ease.

After one day had passed, these special soldiers from the Dragon Flame Army assembled once again.

Li He saw their outstanding performance and nodded.

He said with great appreciation, "You are truly soldiers of Dragon Flame; you have done very well."

"Next, I want you to join me in completing an epic mission. This mission concerns the life and death of our Resistance Army."

"Please give your orders, General!"

"Very good!"

Li He spoke to them privately, saying, "I need you to..."

In the darkness, someone recorded all of this and handed it over to Delu.

Seeing Li He's actions, Delu felt relieved; when Huo En died at the hands of the Resistance Army, he would be able to become the commander-in-chief of the French forces in Australia, and he would lead the troops to final victory.

His achievements would also be recorded in the history of France, rather than those of the man called Huo En.

Whenever he thought of him, Delu's face would fill with rage, but now, Delu would soon pay for his own arrogance with his life, paying the most grievous price!

After thinking of this, his face was filled with satisfaction!

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