It is the mainstream of human history, peace... has never been.
Since the beginning of humankind, from the primitive tribal era, there have been battles between tribes, to later wars between city-states, and then to conquests between countries.
In the history of human civilization, wars have never stopped. War has brought death and killing. Countless famous countries and ethnic groups have been eliminated in the long history of history. In fact, they have lost the war, or the ethnic groups have integrated.
Or be killed.
Although wars have destroyed human civilization time and time again, they have also promoted the progress of human civilization.
In order to protect the ethnic group and continue civilization, soldiers were born.
The history of any nation is itself a war epic, and in this epic, soldiers are the protagonists.
As a country that has experienced the pain of subjugating the world, the Ming Empire understands the importance of force better than other countries. From Nanhua to the empire, with the step-by-step promotion of Emperor Zhu Da, the Ming Empire has an army that is second to none in the world.
This army not only has nearly one million well-trained army and navy personnel, but also has elite troops that other countries have never had.
The Army Commando Corps is the only airborne force in the world. Since its establishment, this special force of no more than 2,000 people has been the sharpest knife in the empire.
Just this knife!
Never showed it to anyone.
As usual, when more than two thousand officers and soldiers of the Army Assault Corps were training under the scorching sun, Zhang Pengju, the commander of the Assault Corps, was riding the "American Star" with Chief of Staff Han Chengjie, sitting in the second class
In the private room, they were drinking wine and chatting.
"So, do you remember the question His Majesty once asked?"
Zhang Pengju stabbed a piece of meat with his bayonet and said directly.
“How do you write the character 武?”
"Stop fighting with force."
Han Chengjie took a sip of red wine and said.
"You want to ask the next question?"
"That's right, the next sentence is "to stop war and use force." Everyone knows this sentence. It means that when the word was first coined, people believed that what can stop war is considered "wu", and the meaning of the existence of force is to maintain peace.
This is also the value of military existence! Maintain peace!"
"But there is another sentence - the beauty of the lamb is the soup. Haha, these four words are the key. Stopping the war and turning it into force is just a beautiful wish. But if the war is really stopped, then all the people in the world will be fat lambs.
It’s just food for foreigners!”
"Stop fighting and turn into force, and beauty into soup."
These eight characters were quoted by Emperor Zhu Da from the four lines of the poem "Jie Zi Yin" written by Shao Yong of the Song Dynasty: "People's words are faith, the sun and the moon are brightness. Stopping the fight is force, and the beauty of the lamb is soup."
Emperor Zhu Da re-understood this seemingly "unraveling" eight characters and gave it a new meaning. This poem "Jiezi Yin" is also a poem that must be learned in imperial primary schools. In essence, it is to remind everyone——
If you forget to fight, you will be in danger.
When the words fell, Zhang Pengju waved his hand vigorously,
"So, the empire's policy for many years has been very simple - it will never compromise in the face of war. If my prediction is correct, the "Cuban Crisis" will definitely evolve into a war! Come, have a drink for this matter
Bar!"
After saying that, they drank it all in one gulp.
As soldiers, of course they are eager for war. Only in war can they show the value of life. He picked up a small piece of fried steak with a knife, chewed another bite of onion, and then Han Chengjie said:
"If, as you said, it is indeed a good thing for us, you may be able to become a brigadier general soon. If that is the case, it will also be a blessing! But"
He emphasized the word "but".
"What you have to note is that the British are also involved in this "Cuban Crisis". If the empire decides to go to war, it will definitely be a full-scale war! Therefore, I think the possibility of war is unlikely. After all,
Now is not the best time to start a war."
"Haha! Look, Old Han, if we weren't preparing for war, why would we be here?"
He winked and looked around the box.
"An urgent telegram summoned us to the staff headquarters. Why... Anyway, let's have another drink! I dare say it's our turn this time!"
They drank it all in one gulp.
He unbuttoned the collar of his military uniform, loosened his loose leather belt, leaned back on the back of the chair, and said:
"But, Old Han, what tasks do you think we will be given?"
"Let's raid."
Han Chengjie replied thoughtfully.
"Yes, this is an obvious fact. What we are best at is raiding!"
Zhang Pengju said with some expectation:
"What do you think? Will there be any transfers? Where will we be used?"
"I think...well...generally speaking, it should be possible, but we can't guess it until we get there."
He leaned over the table again, poured red wine solemnly, and ate the fried steak.
"In my opinion, whether you can guess or not is another matter, but since we are asked to come here this time, we must be used,"
Zhang Pengju approached the table and began to eat fried steak again.
At this time, they seemed to be full of expectations for this trip to Zhongdu. For a while, they ate in silence. Zhang Pengju ate with great appetite, but Han Chengjie reluctantly picked up the food with his fork.
A piece of meat came. He finally pushed the basin away.
It's not that it tastes bad, it's just that something is on my mind.
More than an hour later, the two of them finally arrived at the staff headquarters. As soon as they entered the staff headquarters, an officer took them to the office of the chief of staff Zhao Shiji. The imperial chief of staff who had studied in Prussia was still working on the matter when they entered.
While doing official business, he picked up the phone and said into the phone.
"Notify the Northwest Theater Command to prepare for the implementation of the "Red Plan."
Northwest Theater, prepare to implement the "Red Plan"!
The information revealed by these simple words made Zhang Pengju and Xu Chengjie tremble in their hearts. Although they did not know what the "Red Plan" was, they did know where the Northwest Theater was.
"How's the journey going?"
After putting down the phone, Zhao Shiji still looked at the documents on the desktop and asked without raising his head.
"Reporting to the Chief, everything went well!"
"Well, you have two days."
What?
Before Zhang Pengju could ask any questions, he saw the chief pushing a document forward.
"Here is an action plan. Please study it and give me a feasible plan in two days!"
After that, Zhao Shiji said it as if he had said it before, with words as sparse as gold.
"Okay, let's get down!"
When the two people walked out of the chief's office, the officer who greeted them said to them.
"Two sirs, the room has been arranged. Please come with me..."
The room was a room underground under the General Staff Headquarters. After the two of them entered that room, the door to the room was closed tightly.
Of course, this room is also fully equipped, with a bedroom and a bed. There are also maps and various intelligence materials.
In this room that was isolated from the outside world, the two of them glanced at each other, and then got into work.
The two of them knew that this plan was not only related to them personally, but also related to the life and death of many people...