Sure enough, in the years that followed, Cai Bixia's career prospered and she even served as director of the CIA twice and minister of foreign affairs three times. Her political career went smoothly.
But it is a pity that the opposite is her failed personal relationship experience. Cai Bixia has only had a few failed relationships, but she has never married herself in her life. In her later years, she reflected on her life again and again, but she could never find the key point of the problem.
After learning that Cai Bixia died of illness, the elderly Jin Sanshun sat in front of his tomb and cried bitterly. He cried alone about his love for Cai Bixia when he was young, which was to say it in front of her tombstone to trouble Cai Bixia. The answer to a lifetime.
"Sister! Who dares to marry you? Who dares to love you? You, a woman, can guess the most secret plan of the Prime Minister's heart. Are you still a woman in our eyes? We are afraid... That conversation on the Zhiyuan , make all the men who have a crush on you stay away!"
"The Prime Minister is the god in our hearts, the great man of national rejuvenation... If you can guess the mind of God, you are no longer the same kind of person as us. Who dares to pursue you..."
Later, for some unknown reason, Jin Sanshun's words were spread, and Cai Bixia's love instantly became a social phenomenon.
Feminists even began to worship Kirigakure Imp and Cai Bixia as gods of faith. Kirigakure Imp started a bloody war against the patriarchal world, while Cai Bixia truly became the totem god in the minds of elite women.
And that's another story.
The short meeting gave Xiang Ying an absolute shock. He looked at Cai Bixia and asked, "You three must have something to say when you suddenly say these things. No need to beat around the bush, just say what you have to say!"
Lin Zhen put the kettle on the deck and said, "Happy! There are so many words stuck in my throat that I can't spit out. Since you want to hear it, I'll tell you clearly... You are the leader of our second leadership echelon, whether you admit it or not." , we have realized this since the Prime Minister appointed you to be the captain of the Zhiyuan."
"I know you must have realized it, but you haven't dared to admit it. Maybe this is a reflection of your modesty and introverted character, but let me tell you, if you are too modest, then...that's it?"
"Pretending!" Jin Sanshun took over and said, "The Prime Minister's spoken words, this kind of behavior is called pretense!"
"Yes, it's just pretentious! The Prime Minister has pushed you to this position. He is not asking you to be a good gentleman, nor is he asking you to be a miser or a house dog... You must take responsibility!"
"Take risks! You must have an adventurous spirit! Depending on the changes in the situation, you must have an attitude of not accepting the emperor's life! Always stick to the rules of the Prime Minister's previous message. Not only will you let the Prime Minister down, you will also let us down. Everyone is disappointed in you!"
Lin Zhen glared and said fiercely, "What is the navy? What is the armored ship? The Prime Minister had already said before leaving that warships are the floating territory of a country, and armored ships are steel fortresses on the deep sea and oceans, and are platforms for firepower output. …”
"The country has been attacked by the enemy. Aren't you going to fight back? The firepower output platform is obviously a spear of war and a weapon of attack. Are you going to treat the Zhiyuan like an armored tortoise?"
"You..." Xiang Ying stood up in shock and pointed in the direction of the Holy Ship in the distance. "You, you, you... you mean... Dakar? Do you want to attack Dakar?"
"Crazy! You are simply crazy!" Xiang Ying's hands trembled with excitement. It's not that he didn't have the idea of attacking Dakar, because according to the current speed, by the time the Zhiyuan can catch up with the Holy Ship, Dakar will Hong Kong is just around the corner.
The purpose of rescuing Sun Chujian and the others was to keep them secret, but the problem now is that you can rescue Sun Chujian and the others, but at the same time you will also expose yourself. Exposing yourself for the sake of confidentiality, isn't this a contradiction?
Cai Bixia could see Xiang Ying's hesitation. She turned and nodded to the people at the command tower. Qiu Wei, Liu Anchen, Yan Xing and other overseas-study officers strode up, holding a chart in their hands.
"Captain, we have just conducted four exercises. I think bombarding Dakar should be a try!"
The chart was spread out on the deck, and four kerosene lamps were placed on the four corners of the map. Qiu Wei began to state this bold plan on behalf of everyone.
"According to the current situation, it is impossible to attempt to sink the Holy Ship at sea. Our Holy Ship will escape from Dakar Port at midnight. Sun Chujian and other brothers will definitely be dispersed and transferred by then. Mori Ai's intelligence will probably be dispersed and transferred..."
"Time is running out. We have no time to hesitate. We must rescue witnesses and evidence before they are removed! Molière can use the night, why can't we?"
"Everyone knows the most basic optical principles. We can always see clearly when we look into a bright place at night, but it is very difficult for people near the light source to see the darkness outside clearly. Therefore, we can control the lights and extinguish Zhiyuan All the signal lights on the ship fired from the dark to the bright..."
"The effective range of the Zhiyuan's main gun is four kilometers. As long as we hide in the dark and keep moving, the old battleships and coastal defense batteries in Dakar will not pose a threat to us at all!"
Qiu Wei said with murderous intent, "We can even carry out precise artillery fire at a distance of three kilometers. First, we can sink all the warships and fast merchant ships in the Dakar port, and then use the main guns and turrets to suppress the fire... Don't worry, we Definitely have the advantage, the intelligence Prussia shared with us before has made it very clear..."
"There are four forts in Dakar, with more than 80 artillery pieces of various calibers, but unfortunately 70% of them are old smoothbore cannons. Although the caliber is large, they pose no threat to us..."
"The night has concealed our warships. The enemy cannot see us except for guessing. This way, we are not afraid of exposing our identity... As for the French people's speculation? I don't believe that speculation can also be used by Paris politicians to implement policies." Any reference?"
Xiang Ying thought for a while and asked, "But...but before we sank the Holy Ship, if Molière had already transferred the witnesses and physical evidence, what if they chose to return home by land? What should we do!"
Qiu Wei punched the chart, "It's easy to handle! If this happens, let's use our expertise to catch them by surprise and attack them unprepared. Let's land on the beach!"
Xiang Ying slapped his forehead and sighed in his heart, "Oh my God, you are all a bunch of war maniacs! Grabbing a stall to land? Let alone exposing your identity, can we win? No matter how small the population of Dakar is, there are at least 30,000 or 40,000 people." Right? The army is at least four to five thousand. How can we fight with this small force? You are all crazy..." This book was first published from, read the original content first!
