Chapter 1 Under the Mountain

At the foot of a mountain in the Lao Mo region.

Mo Deamon was betrayed by his chief of staff and sent down the mountain, trussed up like a pig. His forehead was covered in sweat as he knelt on the ground, glancing at the soldiers with live ammunition around him, finally fixing his gaze on Su Tianyu, who was sitting in front of him.

Su Tianyu was also staring at him, but he remained silent, not speaking.

Mo Deamon tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart, pondered for a long time, and took the lead in saying, "I think we should talk calmly. In the Lao Mo region, everyone has the right to choose, which is not unusual. I still have some influence in the Xinlai region, and I can help you... help that is crucial to the war situation."

Su Tianyu glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "The person who decides your future is not me. Someone will talk to you."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the military vehicle parked beside him.

"Chief Su, we can talk..."

Mo Deamon's shout came from behind him, but Su Tianyu didn't bother to talk to him. He got into the military vehicle and then turned to instruct the person beside him, "Quickly gather the rebels here. At the same time, spread the news of Mo Deamon's capture and shout to other warlords and rebels. All cadres below the regimental level who bring their troops to surrender to our side can be treated leniently for their past behavior!"

"Yes!"

...

Meanwhile, at the rebel base.

Kang Dinghuang was standing in Bahia Qiao's office, holding the phone, urgently contacting Mo Deamon three times, only to find that his phone was not answered, and the entire command headquarters could not be contacted, as if it had completely evaporated.

After confirming that the other party was completely out of contact, Kang Dinghuang immediately told Bahia Qiao his speculation.

Upon hearing the news, Bahia Qiao slowly sat down in his chair, his hair disheveled, his thick beard messy, and his expression anxious, completely losing the calm and composed feeling he had before.

Kang Dinghuang felt a tightness in his chest and sat down, frowning deeply, lost in thought.

Bahia Qiao couldn't help but speak, slowly saying, "In order to rescue Mo Deamon's troops, our Red Hat Army has been accelerating its advance, deeply penetrating the hinterland of the Lao Mo region. We have covered such a long distance in a few days, and the logistics supply line has not yet been set up. If Mo Deamon is really captured, once the other side quickly clears up the internal strife and launches a counterattack, with hundreds of thousands of troops surrounding us, our situation will be very dangerous! I suggest that we should quickly retreat to the Juarez Town line, reorganize, and then find a solution."

Hearing the other party's thoughts, Kang Dinghuang turned to him without thinking and said, "No! If you retreat to Juarez Town now, all our previous battles will have been in vain! Moreover, you will leave them with time and space to reorganize their troops and re-sort out internal relations! Your Excellency, although I don't understand military affairs, I understand one thing, that is, no one wants to make the enemy more comfortable in war! My idea is that we must not retreat, we must launch a blocking war inside Lao Mo, making it extremely difficult for them to gather their troops and sort out their internal affairs! Only in this way can we achieve the purpose of this war!"

Bahia Qiao said worriedly, "But, our troops..."

Before he could finish speaking, Kang Dinghuang stood up, looked into his eyes and said, "Your Excellency, I hope you understand that the Red Hat Army and your government are closely linked to the First District government. We share the results of this war together. If The Dragon City Rises is defeated and the First District withdraws its troops, what you will face is the Hua district's unconditional support for the Santos government, and a large increase in the number of troops from The Dragon City Rises! At that time, your situation should be self-evident. I hope you can have a different idea from Mo Deamon. Please also understand that this war is not for me, nor for the First District, but for yourself, for your regime!"

Bahia Qiao did not say anything, and he knew very well that Kang Dinghuang was right. After a long silence, he finally nodded: "Okay, I am willing to carry out a blocking war inside Lao Mo. However, I hope that the war in The Dragon City Rises will end as soon as possible, so that we can get enough support here!"

Kang Dinghuang's expression softened a little: "Of course, I have the same idea as you."

Having talked to this point, the two sides re-formulated tactics for the upcoming blocking war and guerrilla war in the Lao Mo region.

...

Santos left the city of Guada and, under the protection of the army, rushed to the front command post.

At this time, the war against the Western Military Alliance was gradually coming to an end. After Su Tianyu issued the message that cadres below the regimental level would be punished leniently, many of the enemy troops stopped listening to the commands of their superiors and immediately raised white flags to surrender.

Those warlords and core generals of the Western Military Alliance, having lost the support of the local troops and the lower-level soldiers, were isolated and helpless. The few remaining troops could not escape, nor could they fight their way out. In the end, they either died in battle or were captured and sent to prisoner-of-war camps.

The remaining battles were basically large-scale prisoner-of-war captures by Santos's Lao Mo government troops and the People's Army. These were all potential sources of troops for the future, which would have a very important impact on the war situation in the Lao Mo region!

Half an hour later, Santos did not go to the headquarters, but went directly to the prisoner-of-war camp.

In a dark dungeon, Santos saw Mo Deamon and more than a dozen core generals who were imprisoned separately in other cells.

Without exception, these people had been beaten by the soldiers during the escort and imprisonment. Their neat military uniforms were torn to shreds, and their faces were covered with injuries.

However, Chief of Staff Tarel was not there. Because he had "returned to justice" in time and made contributions to the capture of Mo Deamon, he was sent to another place alone to await processing.

"Click!"

Two guards opened the cell door, and Santos stepped in, seeing Mo Deamon, who was tied up.

Mo Deamon looked at him, trying to maintain his composure, and said the words he had been thinking about for a long time: "My dear President, I once fought side by side with your father! I know that no matter what I explain at this moment, I cannot smooth the anger in your heart. However, I hope you can be clear that my influence in the Xinlai region can completely add 50,000 troops for you! Bahia Qiao's rebels are our real enemies. I have realized my mistake, I am willing to repent, and I will fight for you!"

Hearing these words, Santos was not moved, but instead drew a sharp gou-leg knife from the body of the soldier next to him and walked towards Mo Deamon.

Mo Deamon's eyes widened, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he said anxiously: "Dear President, please calm down! You must look at the problem rationally, just like your father. A great politician cannot be influenced by negative emotions..."

"Pa!"

Santos stepped on his face with one foot, pointed at him with the gou-leg knife and said: "Did I let you speak? You have to learn to shut up!"

Mo Deamon's body trembled like a sieve, his face was pale, and his voice trembled: "I beg you, for the sake of our past affection, have pity on this old man in his sixties. I still have children and a family..."

Santos interrupted him directly and said word by word: "You shouldn't let the head of a regime kneel to you! Because no head of state will allow such a shame to remain in his life!"

"Wait, please..."

"Puchi!"

Santos raised his knife and dropped it, and a head rolled to the side, spraying blood.

The moment Mo Deamon's head landed, his eyes were filled with horror, and his lips were still蠕动.