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At Da Nang Airport, a plane from Japan slowly landed. In the first-class cabin of the plane, Dana tilted his head and stared at the city outside the plane window.

Next to him were several of his service soldiers.

Compared with him, the eyes of these young people were full of curiosity. Looking at the city outside the plane window, one of the young people couldn't help asking:

"General, is this Vietnam? Is this the Vietnam where even the trees can talk?"

This hellish joke question made Dana not know how to answer.

When he joined the army, it was the end of America and the former Soviet Union, with Vietnam as the chessboard, competing with each other.

After going through all the procedures, it was the turn to assign the recruits to the team.

Because he had diarrhea the day before, he was one step late when the recruits were assigned to the team the next day, and he was assigned to the Central Theater.

And the few people who joined the army with him were assigned to the Pacific Theater, and then went to Vietnam.

Then...

Then they encountered a hellish joke, and now they are troubled by the sequelae of war trauma all day long, and they are dying all day long.

Retracting his gaze from the window, Dana looked back at the orderly who had just asked the question, shook his head gently, and reminded:

"Remember the purpose of our coming here this time. We came here not to provoke trouble with Vietnam, but to encourage them to provoke trouble."

"So, you must put away the contempt in your heart, give these Vietnamese people respect, and let them know that we, America, also respect them very much."

"Let them have a sense of superiority from the bottom of their hearts, understand?"

"So, don't ask such questions randomly."

After instructing the orderly, Dana stood up, picked up the clothes on the seat, walked out of the cabin quickly, and walked down the gangway.

At the side of the gangway of the plane, Nguyen Nam Hai stood there quietly, and with him, there were some senior officials of the Third Navy of Vietnam.

These people stood straight, with their hands behind their backs, their eyes slightly lowered, and they all chose to look at Dena through their noses.

Dena saw all the actions of these people, but he did not say much. Instead, he put on a smile and walked straight to Nguyen Nam Hai:

"General Nguyen, it is better to meet you in person than to hear about you. It is my honor to meet you this time."

"But please do not mind my sudden visit."

Dena's humble attitude made Nguyen Nam Hai very happy. He stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Dena lightly, and then put his hands behind his back and accepted Dena's flattery calmly.

After listening to the flattery, he raised his hand and pointed to the convoy next to him, and said very arrogantly:

"General Dena, please come this way. I have prepared a hotel and meals for you when I heard you were visiting."

"They are all our Vietnamese specialties. You will definitely like them."

Vietnamese specialties?

These words made Dena's stomach twitch. He had been in the army for decades and had personally tasted food from all over the world.

At first, he wanted to lead the troops well.

Later, he wanted to lower the cost of food supply and make money.

He had seen the so-called food in Vietnam. It was a little troublesome to describe it with English words, but it was very accurate to describe it with Chinese words.

That is eating raw meat and drinking blood.

That thing...

If you don't eat it, you may starve to death. If you eat it, you will probably die of diarrhea.

When he thought of this, he regretted why he came in person. For such a thing, he could just send a subordinate.

But now that people are here, it's impossible to pat their butts, then punch these people, and then turn around, get on the plane, and fly back to Japan.

Forget it, let's take it one step at a time.

Taking a deep breath, Dena also raised his hand and asked Ruan Nanhai to walk in front of him.

He gave face, Ruan Nanhai accepted it happily, turned around, and without any hesitation, strode directly towards the convoy.

Get in the car, leave, and check in at the hotel.

Then Dana saw the so-called Vietnamese specialties mentioned by Nguyen Nam Hai - French baked snails, French foie gras, Norwegian caviar, French-style fried Australian veal steak, and Blue Mountain coffee from Jamaica.

Seeing these, he felt as if 10 million ants were crawling on his body. Dana sat down on the chair belatedly. Then Dana remembered that the Vietnamese people, regardless of South Vietnam or North Vietnam, liked to drink coffee back then.

Because this was the upper-class life left over from the French occupation of Vietnam.

So, why did these bird people want independence back then?

Wouldn't it be better to become a French colony directly?

Although he was full of doubts, Dana still picked up the fork and enjoyed these French dinners leisurely. It must be said that the French are quite talented in being cooks, and their French food tastes good.

Halfway through the meal, after a few sips of red wine, Ruan Nanhai opened up and asked with a cold and serious face:

"Excuse me, General Dana, why did you come to us?"

He picked up a snail with a fork and slowly brought it to his mouth. The snail meat was crisp and turned into high-quality protein when the upper and lower teeth touched it.

After swallowing the snail, Dana continued to eat another snail slowly. When the snail was about to be brought to his mouth, he lowered his eyebrows and said:

"You should be the third in the world!"

The third in the world?

When Ruan Nanhai heard this title, his heart skipped a beat. Some not-so-good memories suddenly emerged from his mind like a reservoir gate.

Artillery fire, dead people, and those familiar faces appeared in front of him in an instant.

And those familiar faces, all bleeding with blood, like evil ghosts from hell, bared their teeth and claws at him, and at the same time shouted at him:

"Why are you still alive? Why are you still alive, you beast?"

"Why are you still alive?"

"Why are you still alive eating such good food?"

Those hands kept scratching in front of him.

Those words echoed in his ears.

At this moment, his heart began to beat rapidly, and he could hear the violent heartbeat without even using a stethoscope.

He quickly put down the fork in his hand, pressed his heart with his right hand, and bowed his whole body like a shrimp. He held the dining table with his left hand, breathing heavily.

After more than ten seconds, he finally woke up from his fantasy. He stared at the person opposite him with his eyes and asked coldly:

"What do you want to do?"

"Nothing!" After stuffing a snail into his mouth, Dana put down his knife and fork, pushed the plate in front of him to the side, interlaced his index fingers on the table, looked at the person opposite him with gentle eyes, and explained:

"The 21st century is an era of development. In our assessment, Vietnam's development potential far exceeds that of your neighbor to the north, China."

“We at America like to work with partners who have potential for development.”

"Moreover, there are more than a dozen countries in Southeast Asia, large and small, and they need a suitable speaker."

"Although we have troops stationed in the Philippines, the situation in the Philippines is not suitable for being the speaker."

"Internally, they are just a boring tribal group. You sing and we come on stage. There is no development potential at all and no enterprising spirit at all."

"And you, with the Indo-China Peninsula at your back, can definitely take down Laos and Cambodia if you are strong enough."

"By winning these two countries, your development potential will be further expanded."

"If you win Thailand and Myanmar again, you will be the well-deserved overlord of Indochina."

"At that time, the title of No. 3 in the world will be yours."

These words were very impassioned, but Ruan Nanhai was not a fool. He listened to all these words and sorted them out in his mind.

He understood what Dana was thinking.

Let them annex other countries in Indochina.

The biggest trouble here is Thailand and Myanmar, because these two countries have certain fighting capabilities.

As for Laos and Cambodia, the southernmost territory of Vietnam was originally called Lower Cambodia.

Annexing these two countries is not a big problem.

But the problem is that you, a country on the other side of the Pacific, should not be allowed to come to my territory and tell me to annex other countries.

And, according to America's character, they couldn't be so kind.

In order to relieve the pressure caused by Dana, Ruan Nanhai picked up the knife and fork, calmly cut a piece of veal steak, stuffed the steak into his mouth, chewed it, and asked:

"Do you really have such good intentions?"

"Of course not!" Dana admitted generously. In this matter, America had her own Xiao Jiujiu.

Just when Ruan Nanhai thought he had caught the opponent's Xiao Jiujiu, Dana came up with his own explanation:

"The purpose is to check and balance India. According to our CIA intelligence, these damn guys are secretly building nuclear bombs."

"Moreover, in addition to making nuclear bombs, these guys are also infiltrating and parasitizing America."

"As long as there is an Indian in America's company, within two years, there will be a large number of Indians in this company."

"This situation is also the same in some official departments of America, as well as secret research departments."

"The appearance of this group of people stole a lot of information and a lot of technology from America."

"So, we need a spokesperson, a spokesperson to contain India."

"Of course, we will also provide some military assistance, such as aircraft, missiles, and ships."

"Based on our cooperative relationship, these things will be a little cheaper than the general price. They are also special improved models that are very suitable for Vietnam and even the entire Indo-China Peninsula."

"If you are willing to cooperate, then we will jointly issue a statement and conduct a maritime military exercise."

"If you don't agree, forget it. Our Seventh Fleet will dock in Da Nang as planned. After completing the supply replenishment, we will go to Singapore, pass through the Strait of Malacca, and enter the Indian Ocean for daily ocean voyages. "

After stating his conditions, Dana pulled back the plate that had been pushed aside and continued to enjoy the snails on the plate.

I have to say that these Vietnamese people copy French food, not only in terms of taste, but also in quantity. They are not like the Japanese who are so fussy about it.

It’s not like Koreans, who eat kimchi all the time. Don’t these people know that eating too much of that damn thing can cause cancer?

Looking at his calm movements, Ruan Nanhai was also slowly finishing the steak.

After finishing the veal steak on the plate, he took the napkin, wiped his mouth gracefully, and replied:

"General Dana, this matter is not something I can decide. Therefore, I hope you will give me time. Then I will contact Hanoi and convey this matter."

Although his words were full of requests, Ruan Nanhai stood up and left the restaurant as soon as he finished speaking.

He never came back after he left.

And Dana waited until all the food on the table was eaten up before pulling out the chair and walking out of the restaurant under the guidance of the waiter to meet his orderly.

After getting in the car, the few people did not go to the hotel arranged by Ruan Nanhai, but went directly to the American Consulate in Da Nang, Vietnam.

As soon as he entered the consulate, the head of the consulate brought him a few Vietnamese.

After arranging these people, the consulate staff left the room and left the scene to Dana and these Vietnamese.

Compared to when Nguyen Nam Hai was eating, Dena's eyes were full of coldness at this moment. He calmly swept over the people in front of him and began to arrange tasks:

"Your task is very simple, that is to advocate and strengthen Vietnam's national confidence, to let everyone in this country know that this country is the third most powerful military country in the world."

"All these countries in Indochina should be ruled by Vietnam."

"As long as Vietnam makes a move, the entire Indochina will be in Vietnam's pocket. It will only take a few minutes to conquer the entire Indochina."

"You can even unify Southeast Asia and lead those backward ethnic groups."

"You must thoroughly understand this principle. The idea is rooted in the hearts of every Vietnamese. "

"Using this, you will have no problem entering the Vietnamese high-level."

"During this period, the CIA's people in Vietnam will secretly help you act."

"The corresponding funds will be transferred to you by the CIA."

"I don't have any specific requirements for your actions. The words I just said are the action program, so your actions are relatively free, but I also hope that you understand one thing, that is, America's money is not so easy to get."

"Go down!"

It took three or two minutes to explain the specific content. Dana waved his hand lightly and drove these people out of the room like flies.

These people left first, and then the consulate staff brought another CIA person.

After confirming his identity with the other party, Dena directly put forward his request:

"Your mission is to provoke a three-way conflict between Cambodia, Laos, and Vietnam."

"No matter what method you use, I need you to provoke a conflict between these three countries before December."

"Finally, it is the triangle area between Myanmar, Thailand, and Laos."

"I know that your CIA likes to sell drugs, and there are drugs in this place. Your people here are like fish in water."

"I need your people to increase drug production here to the maximum extent, so that the drugs produced here can cover the entire East Asian region."