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The nonsense spoken by Xin Yi was directed at the soldiers of the Seventy-Ninth Regiment behind him. Of course, Qin Dali and the others cooperated with Xin Yi to complete this act. However, in the end, Xin Yi quietly whispered some matters into Qin Dali's ear, which was the true purpose of his negotiation.
After everything was arranged, Qin Dali led the Brothers of Beng Hu Camp down the mountain, while Xin Yi returned to the location of the Seventy-Ninth Regiment. Upon seeing Xin Yi approach, Ma Yiming asked in confusion, "Special Envoy, what is going on? Why did they go down the mountain?"
"Oh, I have persuaded them to return to the camp first. They actually don't want to fight among themselves. Everything is fine now; let's head back to the camp! Since Captain Sun is not here, you will temporarily be in charge of all matters concerning the Seventy-Ninth Regiment. Once I report back to Liu Commander, I will give you a formal appointment!" Xin Yi promised Ma Yiming nonchalantly. In reality, he had no ability to help Ma Yiming; in Liu Dingbang's eyes, he was merely someone who wasn't even a soldier of the Mingguo Party. But which law states that one cannot pretend when lacking ability? On the contrary, those who pretend are often the ones with little capability.
Ma Yiming was naturally quite flattered. My goodness, could it be that my dream is about to come true? This unexpected happiness is truly overwhelming! However, I love this kind of surprise!
"Yes, yes, I will definitely follow your lead, Special Envoy! Please, let’s return to the camp and ask the chef to prepare some dishes. You must be starving after all this commotion!" Ma Yiming said with a flattering expression.
Xin Yi observed Ma Yiming's performance and thought: This child can be taught; being able to utilize such a person is one of the most enjoyable things in the world. It's like a girl asking you innocently if she should apply soot if her skin doesn’t tan in Africa—utterly heartless!
Upon returning to the camp of the Seventy-Ninth Regiment, Ma Yiming invited Xin Yi to sit down in the command center. Soon enough, Kung Fu brought up several dishes. Drinking and boasting over small drinks, there was no trace left of sorrow over their Leader's demise. This fellow has a heart as cold as a wolf's! However, this also slightly alleviated Xin Yi's guilt; if Ma Yiming were truly a good person, our exceptionally kind assassin would find it hard to take action.
Just after eating for a short while, they heard dense gunfire coming from down the mountain. The scale of this battle was larger than any that night; if he guessed correctly, at least a thousand people were fighting. Ma Yiming was startled and quickly asked loudly, "Let's go out and see where the shooting is coming from! What is happening?"
The soldiers guarding the command center immediately turned to gather information. However, Xin Yi remained unfazed and leisurely placed a piece of food into his mouth before saying slowly, "Don't worry about this; it's all within my expectations."
Seeing Xin Yi's confident expression, Ma Yiming could only feign calmness and ask, "Commissioner says it's all within your expectations; do you know what’s going on?"
"Well, naturally. If my expectations are correct, this is an internal conflict within the Sixty-Fourth Regiment. They must have formed two factions internally: one faction is the group I just spoke with; they are willing to listen to me and do not want to fight among themselves. The other faction consists of Hong Xiaoyi's confidants who want revenge since they know Hong Xiaoyi has been dealt with by me."
"Oh, Commissioner’s analysis makes perfect sense," Ma Yiming said with admiration on his face. "How did I not think of that? This shows that there are indeed differences between people; compared to you, Commissioner, I am simply a pile of stinking dog waste!"
Xin Yi thought angrily while eating: Seriously? He really wanted to slap Ma Yiming across the face for being so clueless. But Xin Yi managed to hold back his frustration. Oh Lord! Forgive this poor child because he won’t be around much longer anyway.
Ma Yiming did not show much interest in Xin Yi's blatant flattery, so he continued to ask, "Then how did the Commissioner anticipate that they would definitely fight, and so fiercely at that?"
"This was my suggestion," Xin Yi replied. "I already told those people earlier to unite with comrades who share their views once they return to the camp. If anyone disagrees and insists on avenging Hong Xiaoyi, I told them they could deal with it on the spot!"
"Ah?" Ma Yiming finally realized that this seemingly mild-mannered Commissioner was actually quite ruthless. If there were differing opinions, he would resort to immediate execution. That could mean lives lost; what if a group had an even split on opinions? Would they have to kill half? Moreover, the killer would surely be killed in return. The casualty rate... this Commissioner was indeed heartless!
However, Ma Yiming dared not express these thoughts. His facial expressions changed several times in a short span. Xin Yi glanced at him and said, "I know you think my approach is ruthless, right? But this is all for your sake!"
"For me? How is this for me?" Ma Yiming asked, confused.
"Your mind..." Xin Yi sighed. "Think about it. What would happen if we had killed all those soldiers from the Sixty-Fourth Regiment just now?"
"What would happen?" Ma Yiming asked foolishly, thinking about the Chief of Staff position being a complete mess.
"If we had killed those soldiers, the entire Sixty-Fourth Regiment would unite against us, viewing the Seventy-Ninth Regiment as their common enemy. Even if we didn't attack them, they would come up the mountain to fight us. In that case, a fierce battle between the Seventy-Ninth Regiment and the Sixty-Fourth Regiment would be unavoidable. I know the Seventy-Ninth Regiment is stronger than the Sixty-Fourth Regiment, but can we avoid casualties in battle?"
"No, of course not," Ma Yiming began to understand Xin Yi's point and continued, "In that case, our Seventy-Ninth Regiment would certainly suffer some casualties."
"Exactly! Now that the Seventy-Ninth Regiment is yours, I used this method to let them consume themselves internally and spared you from casualties in the Seventy-Ninth Regiment. Isn't that helping you?"
"Oh, right! So that's how it is," Ma Yiming exclaimed exaggeratedly. "Commissioner, this move is truly brilliant! Let them fight among themselves while we reap the benefits! Hahaha... The Commissioner's talent is truly comparable to the brilliance of the sun and moon! I admire you!"
"And that's not all," Xin Yi continued. "If we were to go to war with the Sixty-Fourth Regiment, I believe as Chief of Staff you wouldn't escape some responsibility when accountability comes into play. But now your Seventy-Ninth Regiment hasn't taken action; instead, they're fighting among themselves. Even if the Sixty-Fourth Regiment is completely wiped out, what does it have to do with your Seventy-Ninth Regiment? Why not take advantage of such a situation?"
"Ah, this is truly wonderful!" Ma Yiming said sincerely. "Commissioner, you are simply too good to me! You even considered these matters for me!" As he spoke, Ma Yiming stood up and raised his right hand, declaring, "I, Ma Yiming, swear to the heavens today that from now on I will be loyal to the Special Envoy. If there is a mission, I will fight to the death without hesitation..."
"Alright, no need for oaths," Xin Yi interrupted Ma Yiming's vow. "Have the Brothers pay attention to any movements down the mountain. We don't need to take the initiative to go down, but if I'm not mistaken, regardless of which side wins or loses, someone will definitely come up."
"Okay, I'll have the Brothers prepare. As soon as we spot anyone coming up from below, we'll give them a fierce welcome! Let them come and go without return!"
"Don't make such hasty decisions," Xin Yi shook his head. "If the reactionary side wins and comes up to attack us, we will certainly give them a fierce welcome. However, if it's the friendly side that wins and comes up to seek our support or if they lose and come seeking help, we shouldn't make things difficult for them. After all, they are our allies. Although we can't let them enter our camp, we can still allow them to come up from the side. Moreover, they can testify for us later that it was the Sixty-Fourth Regiment that attacked our camp first; that is their value. So when we spot someone coming up from below, we must identify their identity before deciding how to act. If we can't identify them at that time, come find me. I've already discussed how to contact those Sixty-Fourth Regiment soldiers."
Ma Yiming was now completely bewildered by Xin Yi's words; he had gone from being firmly convinced to utterly admiring him. After listening to Xin Yi finish speaking, he immediately set about making arrangements.
Half an hour later, Ma Yiming's admiration for Xin Yi had turned into deep respect because soldiers outside reported that not far from the camp below, a group of Sixty-Fourth Regiment soldiers had come seeking assistance from the Seventy-Ninth Regiment, saying they wanted to speak with the Special Envoy. It seemed that what the Special Envoy said was indeed reliable; he was simply brilliant!
Following Xin Yi outside the camp, they heard someone calling from below: "Is the Special Envoy up there? We are from the Sixty-Fourth Regiment. Due to too many people in our regiment wanting revenge for Hong Xiaoyi, we couldn't hold out and were forced here. We request the Special Envoy to send troops to assist us!"
Xin Yi cleared his throat and replied loudly, "Brothers of the Sixty-Fourth Regiment below, you are all doing great! At a time when the party and country need you most, you have stood firm in your position! The party and country will remember you! Now, our Brothers of the Seventy-Ninth Regiment have cleared a path for you to come up the mountain; please come up from the side! The rest will be handled by our Brothers of the Seventy-Ninth Regiment!" This was quite politically astute; typical material for a Chief—emotional enough yet rather tedious.
A few hundred meters behind this group of Sixty-Fourth Regiment soldiers, countless flashlight beams flickered in the distance. On Mountain Road, a long line of military vehicles with their lights on was winding its way up; these must be the reactionary soldiers following behind. Ma Yiming was startled at this sight—my goodness! How many reactionary soldiers from the Sixty-Fourth Regiment could there be? By this scale, it seemed there were at least as many as a regiment!
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