#590 - Chapter 590 The good days are over
Following Dongfang Chen's instructions, Kotada Sayoko moved the battleship to the Sharan area on the border of Moduo.
Originally, he thought that Dongfang Chen would order him to move it back after seeing that the battleship was fine, but Dongfang Chen didn't do that.
This surprised him, but he didn't say anything more.
Around 10 p.m., Cai Liquan and his group emerged from the mysterious building.
"Commander, the Indian-Pakistan nation is completely unaware of Moduo's grand sacrificial ceremony and has no intention of interfering."
He reported the situation to Dongfang Chen as soon as he came out.
"How is the situation inside the building?"
"The structure is very complex, like a particularly large honeycomb," Cai Liquan replied.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work. You can go back now."
"Yes."
Afterward, Dongfang Chen called Techas and discussed the construction of a transit base.
Techas readily agreed.
In the next few days, whether the underground communication tunnel could be successfully built depended entirely on fate.
At the same time, he had another important matter to attend to.
Negotiating with the Olos and Hua nations to increase troops to the northern and eastern borders of Moduo.
Regardless of the true purpose of Moduo's sacrificial ceremony, it had to be interrupted.
Dongfang Chen first called Valiev.
"Mr. Dongfang, my friend, I am very honored to receive your call." It was clear that Valiev was in a good mood.
How could he not be? Since winter, the Orc-Hungarians had not harassed them again. They had plenty to eat and drink in the underground base, so they must be living comfortably.
"Mr. Valiev, I'm afraid your good days are coming to an end," Dongfang Chen said bluntly.
"Mr. Dongfang, what do you mean by this?" Valiev was stunned.
"Your neighbor, Moduo, will hold a sacrificial ceremony in 10 days. According to reliable sources, if their sacrificial ceremony is successful, everyone will be killed by them," Dongfang Chen said.
"Moduo? Mr. Dongfang, are you kidding me? Do they have such abilities?" Valiev didn't believe it.
For him, Moduo was insignificant, far less oppressive than the Orc-Hungarians.
"The Orc-Hungarians are like younger brothers in front of them," Dongfang Chen directly grabbed him by the throat.
"I think we must stop them," Valiev immediately changed his tune.
"The reason I'm calling you today is to discuss the matter of launching troops together."
"Mr. Dongfang, this matter is a bit difficult. Now Olos is basically covered in ice and snow and does not have the conditions to mobilize troops," Valiev said.
"Forget about mobilizing troops. I know that you still have a large number of missile silos deployed in the North Siberia region. Cooperate with my actions when necessary," Dongfang Chen didn't beat around the bush and directly stated his request.
"No problem! I'll hit wherever you point," Valiev agreed very readily.
"Okay, it's a deal."
After hanging up the phone, he called Old Qin again.
Hua also knew very little about Moduo, so Dongfang Chen first spent some time explaining the general situation of Moduo.
However, he did not mention the matter of the Manicheans.
Dongfang Chen had previously told him that the Red Cloak Sect was actually supported by Moduo. Since they had been secretly causing trouble, Hua was not acting without justification.
"We still need to plan this matter in detail. I'm worried that if we concentrate our forces in the Aksu area, there will be trouble at home," Old Qin replied.
He was now trying to purge the Manichean members from the official ranks. Once the troops were withdrawn, these people might take action.
"I suggest that we can transfer the troops from the Northwest Military Region and the Southwest Military Region, and the troops from the Southeast Military Region and the Northeast Military Region will be responsible for maintaining domestic stability."
"Of course, if you want to take the opportunity to harvest a batch, it's not impossible. If necessary, I can cooperate with you," Dongfang Chen said bluntly, revealing his trump card.
"Is your meaning what I understand it to be?" Old Qin asked, cutting to the chase.
"Even more than you understand," Dongfang Chen also replied vaguely.
"Okay, I understand," Old Qin agreed.
January 20, 2057 AD, morning.
The Hua National Assembly issued an announcement declaring the nation to be in a state of war.
The announcement required local underground bases to independently organize security forces to manage the bases in a closed manner. During the closure, the bases would only allow entry and no exit.
It required the Hua Tong Chamber of Commerce to terminate all cross-base transportation activities and follow the closed management policies within the bases.
It required the Mercenary Guild to suspend all private communication services to reduce the risk of information flow.
It requisitioned the transport ships of the Hua Tong Chamber of Commerce and the Mercenary Guild, requiring them to be sent to nearby military sub-districts within 24 hours.
In addition, the Assembly also issued orders to the military regions.
It required them to depart at 12:00 noon on the 21st and rush to the Aksu area to stand by.
That is to say, the forces of the East, South, West, and North military regions were all to be transferred.
