RPAGF Chapter 1415 Processing
Chapter 1415 Processing
The interior of the highest command center of the Vietnamese party, government, and military was intricate and complex, resembling a giant anthill.
Nguyen Phu Trong's office is located at the deepest part of the political decision-making area, separated from the conference room by a security door that requires a card to pass through, and then through a corridor about twenty meters long.
There was a guard every five meters on both sides of the corridor, standing straight with his eyes looking straight ahead, like a group of emotionless machines.
Nguyen Phu Trong's office is small, only about 30 square meters.
The furnishings were so simple they were almost shabby: an old desk with a red telephone, a black telephone, a desk lamp with a green lampshade, and an enamel teacup covered in tea stains.
Behind the desk was a black leather chair, the leather surface worn and white, with obvious patina on the armrests.
A row of filing cabinets stood against the wall, with several bundles of yellowed newspapers piled on top of them.
On the opposite wall hangs a portrait of Ho Chi Minh, below which is a line of faded gold lettering: "Nothing is more precious than independence and freedom."
There was a single sofa in the corner, and a thermos and two upside-down teacups on the coffee table.
After the meeting, Nguyen Phu Trong, General Secretary of the Vietnamese Communist Party, returned from the meeting room exhausted and plopped down in the chair behind his desk. He didn't turn on the desk lamp, letting the dim overhead light divide his face into light and shadow.
His eyes were slightly closed, and his chest heaved violently.
He appeared to be resting with his eyes closed, but his tense face, slightly twitching lips, and clenched fist on the armrest all betrayed him.
Never before have I been so passive!
Nguyen Phu Trong has been in politics for over forty years, starting from the grassroots level and working his way up step by step. What storms haven't he weathered? What opponents haven't he fought against?
But today-
Today, I was actually insulted by a junior colleague who is more than ten years younger than me in front of more than ten core leaders, who indirectly accused me of "wanting to find an excuse to retreat to Hanoi."
He was forced into silence by a government office director.
The Southern faction, which he had suppressed before the apocalypse, slapped him in public with the words, "When did the tradition of the Vietnamese army become running away as soon as they see the enemy?"
He couldn't fight back; he could only endure it!
The intelligence fabricated by the 2nd Division was so outrageous that it practically insulted everyone's intelligence!
The deeper reason, in the final analysis, is that the Northern faction lost control of the 3rd Military Region; otherwise, how could things have come to this?
They had already used the pretext of an apocalyptic crisis to mobilize the army and consolidate power, so there was no room for the Southern faction to speak.
So what really made him hesitate just now, besides being in the wrong, was the need to prevent the Southern faction from forcibly linking the 2nd Division with the current military power in Hanoi.
He couldn't give his opponent that opportunity, so he could only remain silent.
They could only watch helplessly as Nguyen Tan Dung casually "made the final decision," as Zhang Guangping sat down arrogantly, and as Pham Van Cha, the neutral party, said under pressure that "the 2nd Division's intelligence was wrong."
Although there was a way out left in those words, who was that way out for? Was it for Nguyen Phu Trong?
No, it was reserved for the Ministry of National Defense itself.
If the 2nd Division were indeed attacked, Fan Wencha could simply say, "I said the intelligence was wrong, not that it didn't exist."
Old fox!
Everyone left themselves a way out.
Only Nguyen Phu Trong was on the hot seat, with nowhere to retreat.
And the 2nd Division, those useless bastards!
They can't even make up a proper lie!
Thinking of this, Nguyen Phu Trong suddenly opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the portrait of Ho Chi Minh on the wall.
The old man was looking at him kindly, and he looked at him for a long time.
"It's said that Zhou Bang deployed more than 400 artillery pieces in Pingxiang, but why doesn't it say that Zhou Bang moved the entire Southern Theater Command here?"
Even now, Ho Chi Minh is still somewhat indignant. How could the 2nd Division make such a basic mistake?
Boom, boom, boom.
Suddenly, a knock sounded on the door, neither too loud nor too soft, three times.
"Come in."
Hearing the noise, Nguyen Phu Trong closed his eyes again.
The door opened.
The person who came in was Li Wenyong, the Chief of the General Staff who had just attended the meeting. He was one of the important leaders of the Northern Faction, and because the end times have highlighted military power, his position is now second only to Li Wenyong's.
Li Wenyong closed the door, walked to his desk, stood there, and didn't say anything.
Nguyen Phu Trong opened his eyes and looked at him.
At this moment, Chief of the General Staff Li Wenyong's face was very unpleasant, his ashen complexion revealing exhaustion, his exhaustion suppressing anger, and beneath that anger lay something indescribable.
"sit."
Even if Nguyen Phu Trong was furious, he wouldn't be so foolish as to choose to be negligent when facing the second-in-command of the army in his faction.
Upon hearing this, Chief of the General Staff Li Wenyong nodded, sat down on the single sofa, but only sat on one side, leaning slightly forward so that he could stand up at any time.
Nguyen Phu Trong looked at him, waiting for him to speak.
Li Wenyong was silent for a few seconds, then said:
"Comrade General Secretary, today's matter is my question..."
The Chief of the General Staff was interrupted halfway through his speech by Nguyen Phu Trong raising his hand.
"Stop talking. Today's incident wasn't your fault. The 2nd Division was so stupid this time that they deserve to be displayed in a museum!"
Nguyen Phu Trong's words were both an emotional outpouring and a declaration of responsibility, which completely put Chief of the General Staff Le Van Dung, who had arrived with trepidation, at ease.
Because of the end times, although his status within the faction rose sharply as the military commander, he still instinctively respected and feared Nguyen Phu Trong, the party's general secretary for more than ten years.
Prestige may sound mysterious in everyday life, but in crucial moments it can sometimes be even more effective than the military.
Although Nguyen Phu Trong's control over Vietnam is far less than it was before the end of the world, he is still the stabilizing force that keeps the political situation of Vietnam stable!
If he hadn't been alive, the political situation in Yue would probably have fallen apart long ago. Although the north and south are still fighting each other, at least they can sit down at the same table to discuss things instead of directly dividing their territory and confronting each other with swords!
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"Comrade General Secretary, what are your plans to do about the 2nd Division incident?"
After a few seconds of silence, Chief of the General Staff Li Wenyong suddenly leaned forward slightly and asked respectfully in a low voice.
Upon hearing this, Nguyen Phu Trong did not answer immediately.
He leaned back in his chair, his gaze falling on the red telephone on his desk, as if the answer was written on it.
How to deal with it?
Acting in accordance with regulations, falsely reporting military intelligence, and undermining morale, especially at a time when stability is needed, will result in dismissal and investigation at best, and military law at worst.
But that was the 2nd Division.
There are more than 4000 veterans from before the apocalypse, entrenched in the mountainous region of Cao Bang province, which is neither too far nor too close to Hanoi.
Their division commander, Nguyen Van Hung, was a regimental commander before the apocalypse, and it was precisely because of the chaos of the apocalypse that he rose to his current position.
Such a person, who was not appointed by the central government but "grew up naturally," how loyal could he be to the central government, to the Northern faction, and to Nguyen Phu Trong?
Therefore, if the methods used against such people are too harsh, the most likely outcome is that they will directly break off relations and force the person to rebel.
After all, you can't expect such a person to be a blindly loyal minister or general, who would surrender simply because of a distant order.
Unless one can tolerate a huge blow to their prestige, the only thing they can do then is to send troops to suppress the rebellion.
That is obviously impossible. The reason he is able to maintain political balance is because of his prestige before the apocalypse.
Once prestige is lost, who will be convinced by a general secretary who can't even control his own faction?
As for sending troops to suppress the 2nd Division?
Even if there were enough troops available, the only ones that could be deployed would be the northern troops.
Wouldn't this turn into brothers fighting amongst themselves, weakening themselves?
At that time, the Southerners would probably jump for joy!