Spark

"Carrier departs, incident or end early?"

In the headquarters building of a media company.

Wilson's face was full of unwillingness. Even though he exhausted all his imagination, he never expected that things would develop in this direction.

This is no small matter.

He has been in charge of international news for many years, and his perception of the international situation is much keener than ordinary people.

In the eyes of ordinary people, perhaps the aircraft carrier's departure from the port is just a routine action, even if someone looks deeper, they will only think that this is a temporary defeat for one party.

But he knew that such an action would have a far-reaching impact that was absolutely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The aircraft carrier came here with great fanfare, just to back it up and build influence.

Now that they have left in despair, what impression did they leave on those small countries?

It's you, the big brother, who draws cakes and clamors when you have nothing to do, but doesn't do it at all when you have something to do.

You are such a big brother, who else wants to follow you?

Even after that, they can come up with various reasons to make up for it, such as "restrictions on the anti-terrorism situation", such as "maintaining the balance of regional power", such as "guaranteeing the normalization of trade" and so on, but these reasons can play a role , is really too limited.

The only way is to deepen cooperation from other aspects.

——

Perhaps, they already have new plans?

Wilson shook his head and slammed the table hard.

No matter what plans the US has, in terms of results, this time, he has indeed abandoned all his allies.

Even the allies in public opinion are no exception!

Of course, he also admitted that there were omissions on his side in this wave of offensive, but if the Reagan can last a little longer, in fact, the public opinion is not completely hopeless!

pity

He sighed heavily, watching the news of universal celebration constantly flashing on the screen, the hatred in his eyes became more intense.

Why?

How can a country like yours be able to confront the number one power in the world, and even win?

This is unscientific and unreasonable!

Even though the facts were in front of his eyes, he still didn't want to admit it.

Is there any way, under the current situation, to try to find the hope of turning around?

Wilson's brain was running fast, constantly deducing the original plan forward.

However, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't get the answer he wanted.

The other side has retreated in an all-round way, and the window of opportunity left for Vietnam has disappeared. After that, they can only rely on their own strength.

——

Unless, they can get foreign aid again.

But, who can help them?

Europe?

Do not make jokes.

They can't even manage their own affairs.

After thinking about it, Wilson felt as if he had returned to the original point.

If all means fail, you can only take out the last hole card

arbitration.

Only by relying on international legal principles can it be possible to gain an advantage in public opinion and reverse the current extremely decadent situation.

Thinking of this, Wilson suddenly came back to life.

That's right, now I have nothing to lose.

A desperate last-ditch effort may bring opportunity instead.

He quickly picked up the phone and dialed a familiar number.

Griffith.

"Mr. Griffith, this is Wilson."

"Yes, I'm still in the office."

"Do you need to find me? Great, I just want to discuss something with you."

"Is it okay to be in the office? No?"

"Okay, I understand, I will rush over immediately!"

Putting down the phone, Wilson looked extremely excited.

Sure enough, Griffith agreed with him, and he was also planning how to save the situation!

Otherwise, why did he ask himself out mysteriously, and why did he tell himself solemnly not to bring other people?

Obviously, he must have a complete plan.

Although he still doesn't know what the plan is, Wilson believes that as long as he integrates his strategy with it, he will definitely get the perfect result.

Yes, we were dropped.

But maybe, we don't need your strength as much as you think.

Even if we only rely on pen and paper and radio waves, we can still save the situation.

Wilson left the office impatiently, and in the appointed cafe, he saw Griffith who had been waiting for a long time.

"Mr. Griffith!"

Wilson hurried forward to say hello, but the other party just nodded calmly and motioned him to sit down.

Before he could continue speaking, Griffith asked first:

"You said you had something to ask me, what exactly is it?"

Wilson quickly sat up straight, lowered his voice and said:

"We still have a chance!"

"There is still a chance? What chance?"

Griffith asked puzzled.

"A chance to turn public opinion upside down again!"

"Mr. Griffith, Big Brother has given up, but our mission is not over yet!"

"We shouldn't retreat with them, but rely on our strength to find a way to break this desperate situation!"

"I've thought about it. Now Vietnam has fallen into absolute passiveness. It is impossible for them to receive assistance in the short term. This is indeed a major setback, but it is also a major opportunity!"

"External pressure will make the interior more united—or, let the whole of Southeast Asia be united as one!"

"Mr. Griffith, do you remember the arbitration scheme we discussed?"

"The initiator of the arbitration does not necessarily need the support of a powerful force, they can also rely on the power of the alliance!"

"We should continue to advance public opinion."

"alright."

Griffith raised his hand to interrupt Wilson, and then said with a serious expression:

"Mr. Wilson, I have never discussed the so-called 'arbitration' with you. This is just your wishful thinking."

"Besides, since you said this, I also want to express my own opinion."

"Your idea is really ridiculous. Do you really think that the so-called international arbitration can have any meaning?"

"Do you think the ruling really depends on us, Vietnam, and those small countries in Southeast Asia?"

"What really determines the outcome is not a coalition, let alone the 'public opinion' we are familiar with, but an aircraft carrier, a fighter jet, and a nuclear bomb buried underground!"

"Wilson, don't you understand?"

Griffith paused, eyes complicated.

In his eyes, Wilson saw disappointment, doubt, anger...and pity.

After a few seconds, Griffith continued:

"You want arbitration? I can tell you now that the arbitration is over!"

"The missiles they launched, whose names are unknown until now, are the gavels that fell in the court!"

Wilson opened his mouth wide. He wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

However, in the next second, Griffith's words pushed him further into the abyss.

"I have already reported your situation to the relevant departments in Huaxia."

"Of course, it's about your inappropriate remarks in this incident."

"Don't worry, you won't be punished, you will just be deported"

Wilson's eyes darkened.

He looked around subconsciously.

And those eyes around him seemed to be staring at him closely.

repatriation?

Is it really that simple?

At sea, Treasure Island.

Wielding the shovel in his hand, Zhu Shiting filled the last handful of soil into the pit, and then skillfully flattened the soil. After careful inspection, he finally straightened up with a sigh of relief.

After this period of "tempering", his experience in construction work has been extremely rich.

Whether it's filling soil, digging holes, or assisting in pouring concrete floors, he can say that he can do it with his hands.

At the beginning, he was very reluctant to do it, but gradually, the thoughts in his heart changed subtly.

There is no other reason, just because the life here is monotonous, but it is too stable.

In addition, the food far exceeded his standard in the army. After more than a month, instead of being as skinny as he expected, he had visibly gained weight.

That being the case, what is there to complain about?

Anyway, sooner or later, he would have to go back. According to the current situation, he obviously wouldn't be in danger of his life, so he might as well work hard, leave a good impression, and get more so-called "salary vouchers".

Of course, these salary coupons may not really be exchanged for money at the embassy.

It's not the Huaxia people's problem, but because I dare not change it.

In the eyes of his superiors, that would probably be an act of "treason", right?

Once caught, I am afraid that he will be shot directly.

Thinking of this, Zhu Shiting felt a little confused.

Obviously he was captured, but not only did his superior not try to rescue them, but he seemed to abandon them like himself and ignored them. What is the reason for this?

Is it true that I have no contribution or value to the country?

Or is it that they are pursuing greater interests, so they ignore these insignificant pawns like themselves?

Zhu Shiting couldn't figure it out, and couldn't figure it out, so he could only sit down on the ground, staring at the distant sea in a daze.

At this time, the bell for setting out the meal rang, and he immediately stood up, followed his colleagues to get his own meal, and returned to the big rock he was used to to swallow.

A colleague named Chen Huayou approached him and said mysteriously:

"Have you heard that the aircraft carrier is gone!"

Zhu Shiting nodded indifferently, pointed to the chicken legs on the plate and said:

"It's all extra meals today, isn't it obvious?"

Chen Huayou smiled, and said with some sarcasm in his tone:

"I really don't know what to say. They left, we lost, I should be angry, but I don't know why, but I'm a little relieved?"

"That's just you."

Zhu Shiting didn't say much, he didn't know if his words would be written down by someone with ulterior motives and become a weapon to attack him after returning.

Seeing his reaction, Chen Huayou pursed his lips, lowered his voice and said:

"You don't have to be so afraid, I don't want to hurt you."

"Everything I say is true."

"Who knows?"

Zhu Shiting said noncommittally.

".I have a piece of news that can prove my sincerity. Do you want to listen?"

"Tell me and listen."

Zhu Shiting was still indifferent, but the next second, after Chen Huayou said his so-called "news", he froze in place.

"The Americans are gone, we should go back."

"Tonight, someone will come to pick us up."

"The two sides have already negotiated. I accidentally heard it last night."

Zhu Shiting raised his head and looked at Chen Huayou's expression, trying to find a sign of teasing, playing tricks, or lying, but unfortunately, he failed.

After a long time, he asked in a low voice:

"it is true?"

"it is true."

Chen Hua nodded affirmatively, and then continued:

"Actually, it's not a big secret, and they didn't deliberately hide it from us."

"Sooner or later we have to go back, it's just a matter of time."

Hearing this, Zhu Shiting couldn't help but sighed.

At this moment, his heart was extremely disturbed.

Is this the so-called cowardice?

——

No, obviously not.

If he followed his inner thoughts, it should be... resistance.

He didn't want to go back to that land at all.

Although it was only a short month, he already felt the huge gap between the two sides.

Super high efficiency, execution of orders and prohibitions, energetic workers, and smiles from the heart

These are things that cannot be faked, and they are also things that he has never seen in his homeland.

These people, and the country in which they live, may be the soil that is truly hopeful.

But his own country, at least the army of his own country, has rotted so much that it is almost a skeleton.

The sad thing is that I will return there soon and become the nourishment that nourishes that skeleton.

Thinking of this, Zhu Shiting's eyes dimmed.

Chen Huayou on the side noticed this change, so he put down the bowl and chopsticks, leaned into Zhu Shiting's ear and asked:

"Do you want to run?"

Zhu Shiting was startled, he looked at Chen Huayou, and for a moment didn't know whether to speak or not.

But Chen Huayou continued talking on his own.

"It's impossible for us to stay here, neither side will agree."

"However, if we return to the ship port, our ending will not be good."

"We are captives, and we may even be regarded as traitors. Are you really willing to be a traitor?"

"Only dying in the sea is the only way out."

"Of course, we don't have to really die."

Zhu Shiting's eyes became brighter and brighter, he already had a decision in his heart.

The news of the return of the captives was soon made public. That night, Zhu Shiting and Chen Hua jumped into the sea while the guards were unprepared.

Their plan is very simple, that is to start from Treasure Island, head east to Ganquan Island 7 kilometers away, use it as a springboard to move north, and finally land on the northern coast of Vietnam.

It is impossible to swim directly to Huaxia, but as long as they are not taken back to the barracks directly, their plan will be considered a success.

They can go east along the coastline and cross the border into Huaxia.

There, an infinitely bright future awaits them.

It is said that even if you work on a construction site, you can earn enough money for a family in Vietnam.

When I have saved enough money, I will quietly return to China and take my family with me

With this in mind, the two swam vigorously.

The cold sea water seems to be no longer an obstacle, but a partner pushing them forward.

A few hours later, Zhu Shiting saw some flames on the sea in the distance, he immediately became excited, and shouted to Chen Huayou beside him:

"Oasis Island is here!"

The two people's spirits were greatly boosted, and the speed of paddling also accelerated a bit.

The fire was getting closer and closer, so close that the outline in the light could be seen clearly, at this moment, Zhu Shiting suddenly reacted:

Those are not the lights of the island at all, but the navigation lights of the ships!

He suddenly felt bad, but at this moment he wanted to turn around and stay away, but it was too late.

In the hazy morning light, the other party had also seen them.

On their boat, Zhu Shiting saw the flag that made him despair.

It is the flag of Vietnam.

And on the side of the ship, there were still soldiers with live ammunition.

There is no escape.

The two could only swim towards the direction of the boat, constantly planning in their minds what excuses they should use to get away with it.

But he didn't expect that he didn't have this opportunity at all.

Just as he approached the small boat, there was a sudden burst of gunfire.

A bullet went straight through his chest.

The whole sea was stained red with blood, and at the moment before he lost consciousness, Zhu Shiting still didn't understand why his compatriots shot at him.

Of course he couldn't figure it out.

Because he didn't know that on the night when the prisoner handover plan was made public, more than half of the prisoners made the same choice as him.

And this half of the captives, except for a few lucky people who successfully landed

All died in the sea.

They didn't even see the land for the last time.